After rebirth, I became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 295 Said
Dabai cheered: "Roar!"

The old monk still had a calm expression on his face, and said profoundly: "This is a secret, Mocheng Lord, please don't force it..."

"Crap."

Mo Yunzhao directly punched him in the face, "Say it or not."

"This is a secret, old man..."

Mo Yunzhao raised his fist and beat the old monk.

Here Dabai rushed into the kitchen and came out with a burning firewood in his mouth.

The little novice hurriedly chased after him, "My firewood, my firewood..."

Dabai came out with firewood in his mouth, and squatted obediently beside Mo Yunzhao.

The little monk ran over.

Mo Yunzhao let go of the beaten old monk with a bruised nose and swollen face, then picked up the firewood and looked down at him, "This is the last chance, if you don't say anything, the city lord will set fire to your ruined temple."

"This is a secret..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Mo Yunzhao throwing the firewood directly to the leaking window.

Yuncheng was originally dry, and the temple had been ruined for a long time, so the paper on the window immediately burned, and even the window burned.

The old monk was dumbfounded.

The little monk froze for a moment, "Put out the fire."

Mo Yunzhao folded his arms around his chest and looked at the old monk with slightly raised eyebrows, "If you don't say anything else, I will find some diesel oil, pour it on, and then throw the torch, and burn the ruined temple to ashes."

The old monk came back to his senses, beat his legs with both hands, and kept crying, "You bandit, you bandit..."

Mo Yunzhao raised his eyebrows slightly, "One, two..."

Before San fell down, the old monk suddenly changed his face and stood up from the ground, "I said, I said, put out the fire quickly."

Mo Yunzhao raised his eyebrows, then waved his hand, a powerful force came out, and the burning fire was instantly extinguished.

The entire window was burnt black, and there was a burning smell in the air.

"Go ahead."

The old monk bared his teeth in pain, "50 years ago, if someone beat me like this, why would I pretend to be advanced? City Lord Mo, you don't understand the kind of pain that you know the secret but can't tell."

"Today, I can finally vomit quickly. Really, what a secret, it's actually..."

Mo Yunzhao interrupted him impatiently, "Stop talking nonsense, talk quickly."

The old monk shut his mouth and went directly to the topic, "There are thousands of punishments from the sky. According to what City Lord Mo said, the coldness of human hands and the freezing of pointers are also a kind of punishment from heaven."

"Is there a solution?" Mo Yunzhao asked him.

The old monk didn't want to hide it at all, he just wanted to say something heartily, "If it's Master Monk's pissing nature, the solution is to let this person's sweetheart fall in love with him from the bottom of his heart."

"Sweetheart?" Mo Yunzhao thought about everything about Ling Jingyu.

The old monk raised his hand and stroked his bald head, "This man is against the heavens for the Lord of Mo City, he has endured this punishment, and you have no memory of him, you must hate him to the utmost, as the old monk master, he likes to do this kind of thing the most .”

"I like to make people who love each other want to kill; I also like to make people who hate each other love each other, pretending to be profound, and playing tricks on others."

Mo Yunzhao narrowed his eyes, "So, as long as I like him, God will punish me?"

"That's right, I have to ask the old monk master and this person..."

As he said that, the old monk remembered and patted his bald head, "He is also a person who has returned against the sky. It is useless to ask him. He can't tell. He will kill him if he says it. And he can't kill him at will to change the situation. people, otherwise their lifespan will be shortened.”

Mo Yunzhao understood, he couldn't kill people like Ling Yongnian and Mo Bilian.

(End of this chapter)