Mantra

Chapter 200
I don't know what the funeral bed is, but since it occupies the word "bed", it must not be much better.

In order to confirm my thoughts, I remained patient and continued to ask my sister: "Passing the funeral bed? Is it... I have to touch the leader."

Faced with my question, the girl blushed. She turned her head and argued: "You can't say that, this is called giving your body to the Lord... Ah! Who are you?!"

Speaking of this, the little girl realized that I was not a local. She quickly let out a strange cry, and instinctively ran to the yurt-like altar.

Under her leadership, the scene quickly became chaotic. Seven or eight girls and aunts ran into the "yurt" as if they had seen a disaster star. It's on fire..."

We were baffled by what we heard. I looked at Wang Hou and Lin Shaosong, and couldn't help but wonder... are we so ugly?It didn't spontaneously combust either, I don't know why.

After the girls dispersed, we followed the yurt-like dojo in depression, but we saw a girl and led those women out.

This girl is about eighteen or nineteen years old, she is tall, she looks like a Miao people, she is dressed in gold and silver, as if she is covered with bells, she wobbles when she walks, and she has her own background music.

It is said that this is a very "young people style" girl, but for some reason, she has a nose ring on her nose, dyed yellow hair, and holds a dung fork, which looks a bit nondescript.

After Girl Ling Dang stood firm, a woman next to her pointed at us and said, "Deputy Hierarch, are they devils from outside? Protect us!"

The woman looked at the three of us, snorted coldly, and asked directly: "Are you the ones who injured Bald Dragon?"

I don't know who the bald dragon is, but from her appearance, it should be the bald man who led people into the Yaowang Temple in the morning.

So I responded: "We did it, you are also a deputy leader, what do you call it?"

The girl smiled slightly, and told us: "My name is Sai Qingkui, and I am the third sect leader here. What are you doing here! You should seek death or make amends."

Sai Qingkui spoke in an imposing manner, full of gunpowder, but we didn't want to know more about this woman, Wang Hou and I both said disdainfully: "We want to see the Great Sage of the Western Paradise, you go to the side."

"Hahaha!" Sai Qingkui laughed wildly three times, crossed the dung fork in his hand, pointed at his nose and said arrogantly: "If you want to see the leader, you must pass my test first!"

Looking at her inexplicable self-confidence, I simply don't know what capital she has to challenge us here.

Others are stumbling blocks, but she is at best a little cat.

I glanced at her hand holding the dung fork, and then said, "Go through your level first?"

"Exactly!~" Sai Qingkui pouted.

I sneered.

Soon, before Sai Qingkui could say the vibrato neatly, he immediately threw out the saber hidden in his sleeve and shouted at the same time: "Get out of the way!"

Under my roar, the knife in my sleeve came out of my hand, the knife cut through the air in the air, and hit Sai Qingkui directly on the forehead.

Like last time, I did not straighten the Swiss Army Knife, it is no different from an oval pebble.

But even so, hitting the forehead with something almost solid iron is not pleasant.A girl like Sai Qingkui was knocked unconscious on the ground, foaming at the mouth, and convulsing all over.

Although it doesn't seem very human to knock down a beautiful woman directly, but I feel that it is a good choice to avoid direct conflicts and to discredit the prestige of "God Buddha".

And after this blow, those hysterical women really quieted down, looking at the three of us in awe.

After everything was settled, I stopped talking to them, and Wang Hou walked directly into the yurt wall, preparing to tear down the dojo of the Great Sage of the Western Paradise.

There is no door at the entrance of the yurt, just a white cloth curtain hanging like a toilet, which can be pushed open with one's hand.

But just as Lin Shaosong took a step forward and was about to open the curtain, there suddenly came a dry and terrifying sound.

The person inside said leisurely: "The person who came is called Lin Shaosong! You and your friends are possessed by demons, you know?"

Lin Shaosong shuddered at the words of the people inside, and he stared at us in a daze, "This... how did he know my name?!"

I snorted coldly and didn't talk to him. Although I don't know why the people here can say Lin Shaosong's name, I feel that this is just a trick to cheat money.

Besides, Lin Shaosong is very conspicuous, he always puts money and business cards for others, it is difficult to know his name.

I was not intimidated by the unforeseen prophet of the Great Sage of the Western Paradise, but rushed inside and shouted: "We want to see the Great Sage of the Western Paradise. Who is the Great Sage! Do you dare to come out and show your face?"

The people in the yurt were silent for a while, and then the toilet-like white cloth curtain was pulled open, and a man who looked like a monk came out accompanied by a "bodyguard".

The appearance of these two people took us by surprise.

Because they... are a little weird.

At first glance, the guy in charge seemed to be a monk. He was wearing a red cassock with gold thread, and there were six rings on his head. He had a round head, but he had a pair of bastard eyes.Overall, it looks like a bastard wrapped in tomatoes and scrambled eggs.

Compared with his attire, the "bodyguard" behind him is even more ridiculous. He has a hooked nose and a toad mouth. He looks like a foreigner. He is also wearing black missionary clothes. Carved with a line of black tattoos that I have never seen before, holding a book of the Lotus Sutra in his hand...? !
Standing together with such a wonderful combination, anyone who sees them will be short-circuited.

Feeling unsure, Wang Hou opened his mouth dryly, and said first, "Which of you is the Great Sage of the Western Paradise?"

Monk Wang Ba raised his head slightly, and roared at Wang Wang: "It's the poor, you abandoned people of God, what advice do you have?!"

What Monk Wangba said made us fall into silence again, let alone how to answer.

This monk claimed to be poor, but he was full of God for a while, and the amount of information was too large, which was completely beyond the comprehension of normal people.

Seeing that the three of us "stayed" in place, the Great Sage of the Western Paradise might have thought that his domineering spirit had played a role.

He sneered at us, and walked to the side of the deputy leader, Sai Qingkui, who was knocked out by me.

Under the eyes of everyone, he stretched out his rough short hands, stuffed Qingkui's neck, and said in his mouth: "Holy servant! You wake up quickly! Fight the devil with us, I will give you divine power... ...Amen, thanks to your Buddha..."

Following the chanting of the Great Sage of the Western Paradise, the surrounding villagers and the foreigner-looking deputy leader knelt down together, as if waiting for a miracle to come.

I watched their strange rituals and movements, but I felt more and more amused.

I knocked this stuffed green sunflower unconscious with a knife, and I knew best in my heart that within ten minutes, she would not be able to wake up at all, and even if she did wake up, she would not be able to move at all.

But just when I was complacent and expected the Great Sage of the Western Paradise to make a fool of himself, an amazing scene happened.

Sai Qingkui, who had collapsed on the ground, suddenly took a long breath, and then sat up cross-legged like a resurrected corpse, with white eyes, chanting: "God Buddha! I'm back!"

(End of this chapter)