Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 323 I am the Buddha
"Brother Ling Lan, you died so miserable...God has no eyes, the sky is jealous of talents...Brother Ling Lan, I can't even see you for the last time! Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow , romantic and suave, my younger brother has always admired it, oh no, my younger brother has always admired it so much, why did he die! Which bastard, God damn it, has laid such a cruel hand on you! My younger brother will help you curse him. Sores, pus on the soles of the feet... His uncle..."

Yan Kuan lay on the ground weeping, with snot and tears, beating the ground and rolling, the grass was uprooted in large swaths, and the howling duck's throat was ripped apart, and the land was covered for several miles. I can hear it.

Just heartbroken.

Wuyou and the others were embarrassed to see it. This is true love. If there is such passion in life, there will be no regrets in death.

So, the four of them shook their heads and sighed, and immediately confirmed that people like Wang Mu were definitely not the murderer. How could the murderer cry so sincerely?

Wang Mu and the others pretended to be sad, while cursing Yan Kuan in their hearts for being unscrupulous, so you don't have to scold yourself so harshly!What if it works?
"My lords, where did brother Ling Lan die? I want to see him for the last time, so I can think about it in the future." Yan Kuan got up again, with snot and tears on his face, looking at him pitifully. The four masters asked with great distress.

"Oh," Wuyou shook his head and sighed, "Don't look, there are no bones left."

"Ah..." Yan Kuan cried again, and the one who cried was caught off guard!
Opening his mouth wide, looking at the sky, tightly clutching a handful of grass with both hands, howling with all his strength, his face was bulging with blue veins.

"Heaven is ruthless...don't even let me take a last look...Your uncle! How can I live alone in the days without brother Ling Lan in this small world...it's too cruel. I might as well die..."

Then he slammed his head against the ground, Ye Feng and the others were startled, and hurried over to stop him.

"Let's go, it seems we have misunderstood them." Seeing Yan Kuan who was crying to death, Wu You shook his head and sighed, the anger in his heart was a little less, and he felt that his apprentice would have no regrets in this life if he had such a friend. up.

"That's right, it's better to go back and report to the Palace Master, the old man may have an idea." Another expert said.

"You don't need to be too sad, I will definitely find the murderer and avenge my disciples of the Wan Yao Palace." Another master shouted loudly.

"Yes, yes, we must find that damned bastard! Give me brother Ling Lan justice! Ahhhh..." Yan Kuan howled again.

The four masters didn't stay any longer, took one last look at Yan Kuan, and flew away one by one.

"Brother Ling Lan... If you are lonely, just drag me into a dream...Brother misses you...My heart hurts, it is broken, eight petals..."

The four masters had already submerged into the clouds, Yan Kuan was still crying.

The rest of the people frowned and grinned as they watched, it must be too damn deep into the drama.

"Okay, cry for your sister, everyone is leaving!" Wang Mu couldn't bear it anymore, and rolled his eyes and cursed.

"Shua!" Yan Kuan stopped crying immediately, looked up at the sky, and after making sure that the shadows of the four masters would no longer be seen, he stood up again with a clatter.

Patting the dust off his body, tidying up his clothes, shaking his hair, and wiping away his tears, Yan Kuan walked towards the crowd with a smile on his face. The wretched smile on his face was completely different from that guy who was about to die just now. two people.

People are messed up, what a master!

"Brother Kuan, you're going too far. I didn't know you thought you were having an affair with Ling Lan." Wang Junhui said in admiration.

"Hairy legs!" Yan Kuan rolled his eyes, "I don't care about basics, it's called a profession, okay?"

After speaking, he ran to Wang Mu's side with a smile on his face, and said triumphantly, "Brother, how are you doing? Are my acting skills better than yours?"

Wang Mu raised his hand to his forehead, with a drunken expression on his face, but he couldn't help giving Yan Kuan a thumbs up, and then, everyone else followed suit, giving Yan Kuan a thumbs up one after another, admiring him.

Seeing everyone's admiring expressions, Yan Kuan was startled, he straightened his back, patted his chest again and said, "That's necessary! I'm not bragging. In addition to being a people's teacher who taught lessons and solved puzzles when I was young, I also had Another ideal!" At this point, he purposely turned his donkey face to the sun, and said passionately, "That is to be an actor!"

"Have you noticed? Does my face have the potential to become obvious?" Yan Kuan dragged his long face with two fingers and began to show it in front of everyone.

"Wow..." Duan Yirui and Wang Junhui vomited at the same time, and the rest of them also had unbearable expressions on their faces.

"Grass! There is a problem with aesthetics!" Yan Kuan rolled his eyes, obviously he is no longer surprised by the lack of appreciation from the crowd.

"Kuan," Wang Mu raised his hand and patted Yan Kuan's shoulder, earnestly said: "You have been with me for a long time, why do you ignore what I say? I will swear in the future, don't f*ck The child has no butthole, sores on the top of the head and pus on the soles of the feet, people are doing it and the sky is watching, what if it comes true?"

Yan Kuan blinked, and said indifferently: "Brother, what are you afraid of? In my eyes, you are bigger than the sky!"

Wang Mu was speechless again, so he gave another thumbs up.

"Wang Mu, isn't it good for us to do this? Manly man, we have to be aboveboard. What is the difference between us and those sinister and cunning people?" At this moment, Shi Yan stood up and looked at Looking at Wang Mu, he spoke with confidence.

Hearing this, Yan Kuan and the others immediately rolled their eyes, almost calling Shi Yan an idiot.

"Brother, we are human beings, not rulers, so we don't need to be so straight. Men are born with the ability to be long or short! You understand." Duan Yirui patted Shi Yan on the shoulder and said.

"Hmph! What can be long or short, my demons either don't kill it, and if they want to kill it, they kill it in a dignified way, so what are they afraid of!" Shi Yan still looked unresponsive.

"Damn!" Yan Kuan shook his head and sighed, "Brother, it's not your fault, it's your mother's fault. Why did you have such a stone head? Not being afraid of death and going directly to death are two different things. The former is called courage. Those who don’t, that’s an idiot, understand?”

Shi Yan gave Yan Kuan a fierce look, and shouted angrily: "I didn't ask you, what did you interrupt!"

After speaking, he looked at Wang Mu again, waiting for Wang Mu's answer.

Wang Mu straightened his collar, smiled, his smile was as vast as the wind, and standing with one hand on his chest, he said leisurely: "The Buddha said: Life is precious, life is beautiful, it is better not to die, don't send it to death."

Shi Yan blinked, and the others frowned.

"The Buddha said this?" Shi Yan asked doubtfully.

"Of course," Wang Mu smiled even brighter, and looked up at the sun, "I said this, and I am the Buddha."

"Awesome!" Yan Kuan yelled, staring, and then, together with the others, gave a thumbs up to Wang Mu's back, which was as big as a sun.

……

Wu You and the other three suzerains of the Wan Yao Palace rushed to the Wan Yao Palace without stopping, and told the story of the killing of all the testers under the Wan Yao Palace verbatim.

Qiyu, the lord of Wan Yao Palace, finally got up from the bed and was in no mood to tease those beautiful maids.

Not long ago, several sects under Wan Yao Palace heard the news of the death of the trainees. After verification and the dictation of those trainees who were returned by Shentu, it was proved that those people died in the illusion of the mind.

Even if he died in the journey of God, after all, these people were selected from thousands of miles away. Qiyu was a little unhappy, but this kind of thing would happen every time of God's journey, he endured it, but this is the end After a few days, the remaining trainees were all killed, not one remained, even a big man like Qiyu couldn't help it.

It's not a pity for those talents, but anger at the arrogance of this murderer, who dared to offend even his Wan Yao Palace.

"Palace Master, the scene was handled too cleanly. We can only find out that it was done by two people, and the rest is not clear." Wu You, who was at the bottom, said in a low voice.

"Trash!" Qiyu shouted in a dark voice, the powerful and cold aura spread out, distorting the light in the entire hall.

"Have you checked out the demons' trainees?" After a pause, Qiyu narrowed her eyes and her voice became darker and colder.

"Check it out, it turns out that they don't act like murderers, and the highest cultivation level of the dozen or so trainees is only heavenly immortals, and most of them are below the tribulation stage. It is impossible to kill so many earth immortals and heavenly immortals like us. The trainee." The other bowed his head.

Qiyu took a deep breath, was silent for a while, and then thoughtfully said: "Aside from the demons, who else has the guts? And why did they attack those who practiced?"

"Palace Master, tell me, is it possible that the people from the Hulong Villa did it? The Divine Way is under their control, and even though the Hulong Villa has no conflict with us on the surface, it secretly fears us from the Wan Yao Palace. They have been trying to suppress the growth of the demon palace, and these practitioners say that it will be the foundation of our Wan Yao Palace's strength in the future. They want to suppress us, and they have every reason to attack these practitioners." The next one sat on the chair The senior management of Wan Yao Palace frowned and analyzed.

Hearing this, Qiyu's fair jade-like face trembled, and said word by word: "Then start the investigation from Hulong Villa. In addition, the demons will also keep an eye on me. If the murderer is found, no matter who it is I want to see who dares to provoke my Wan Yao Palace. What about Hulong Villa, Zhengchou has no reason to find them!"

"Yes!" The next group of people shouted in unison, and immediately went out to make arrangements.

On the other side, the Baqianli Demon Temple is also discussing this matter.

Although it was less than half a day since the tester of Wan Yao Palace was killed, the news spread very quickly, and almost half of the cultivation realm knew about it.

(End of this chapter)