Zombie World: Poor Monk Fahai

"Master, please untie us." Compared with Ah Chu, Ah Hai's attitude was much more polite.

"You don't have to be so polite to him. He made us like this and called us both stupid." Ah Chu said angrily.

"Master, my master wrote some words on his back, take a look at it." Ah Hai said.

The old trumpet's eyes narrowed, and he opened Ah Chu's clothes and saw the words written on Ah Chu's back: Right and wrong in his heart, right and wrong, and he immediately laughed out loud.

"What did Master write on my back, so funny?" Ah Chu asked curiously.

"I never imagined that such a master could exist in such a small town of Gantian, but I would like to meet him for a while," said the old trumpet, and then put his foot on Ah Chu's butt, and the two suddenly separated.

"Dead horn!" Ah Chu threw a dog and ate shit, scolded loudly, and then was pleasantly surprised: "Unlocked!"

The old speaker ignored the two and left.

"Help me to see what Master wrote on my back. The old horn read it, and he untied us." Ah Chu said, taking off his clothes.

"What's right and wrong in my heart is the right way." Ah Hai took a look.

"What do these seven words mean? Why did the old speaker laugh after reading it?" Ah Chu thought.

"The mystery here, apart from Master and this old speaker, I am afraid that only Master Fahai understands, why don't we ask Master Fahai?" Ah Hai said.

When I asked the master, they were afraid of being scolded, but they were curious about what these seven words meant.

"Yeah." Ah Chu nodded.

So the two went down the mountain, came to Zhang Yuan's house, and told Zhang Yuan about it again.

"Master Fahai, what is right and wrong in your heart is the right way, what do these seven words mean?" A Chu asked.

"The right and wrong in the heart is a word of compassion. Master Mao means that the right way is to have compassion for your family. The old trumpet calls you fools. Master Mao said that the old trumpet has no compassion, so the old trumpet was unplugged. Yours." Zhang Yuan smiled.

"So that's the case." Both A Hai and A Chu looked like they were suddenly enlightened.

"So, this old speaker is not too bad." Ren Tingting said.

"Why isn't he bad? He kicked me when he untied us, making me fall hard." Ah Chu said angrily.

"That's because you're rude," Ah Hai said.

"I don't know if the old trumpet is bad or not, but I have a high self-esteem. It's not just that there are experts in Gantian Town. The world is so big, and there are many people who surpass him." Zhang Yuan said disdainfully.

Judging from the situation of him and Captain Mao Xiaofang in the original book, the strength of the two should be similar, but now that Mao Xiaofang has broken through to the realm of the Celestial Master, his strength should be better than his.

"Master Fahai, let's go back first." Ah Hai said.

"Well." Zhang Yuan nodded.

The next day, Zhang Yuan came to Fuxitang and asked Mao Xiaofang for something, but saw Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu from the town also in Fuxitang, and they were crying.

"What happened?" Zhang Yuan asked.

"Uncle Niu, Aunt Niu, what are you crying about? Did something happen to you?" Mao Xiaofang and a few people just came out of the backyard, and they still don't know the situation.

"Master Mao, I want you to help my son find a cemetery. He didn't know where the pain was last night, and he died in the middle of the night." Uncle Niu said sadly.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

"It's all my fault. I won't take care of him, or he won't die." Aunt Niu said sobbing.

"Uncle Niu, Aunt Niu, your condolences and changes, I will definitely find a feng shui treasure for your son." Mao Xiaofang said, he did not know how to comfort the two.

"Thank you Master Mao, it's so pitiful that my son died of illness at such a young age." Uncle Niu said sadly.

"Uncle Niu, did your son encounter anything strange yesterday, or did your family encounter anything strange yesterday?" Zhang Yuan asked.

"Yesterday he was at home all day, nothing strange happened, by the way, an old speaker came to our house yesterday, and we gave him a bowl of rice to eat. He touched the top of my son's head and prayed for blessings." Aunt Niu said.

"Could it be the horn we encountered?" Ah Hai said.

"It must be him, maybe he killed the sons of Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu." Ah Chu said, he was very unhappy with the old speaker.

"Uncle Niu, can you take us to your house to see your son's body?" Zhang Yuan said.

"Yeah." Uncle Niu and Aunt Niu nodded.

Then Zhang Yuan, Mao Xiaofang and others came to Uncle Niu's house, and the body of Uncle Niu's son was placed on the bed.

"There is no trace outside." Mao Xiaofang checked it roughly.

"Undo his clothes." Zhang Yuan said.

Mao Xiaofang did as he did, there was a red palm print on his chest, and suddenly exclaimed, "The big mudra of Tantric Buddhism!"

"It was really that old speaker who killed him. I already knew that he was not a good person." Ah Chu said in shock, what he said before was just angry words, and now it is very likely to be true.

"Master Mao, Master Fahai, you have to catch the murderer and avenge our son." Aunt Niu said angrily. She originally thought that her son died of illness, but now he was killed by someone else.

"I will do my best," Mao Xiaofang said.

"Mao Daochang, the old speaker is the most suspicious now, and even if the old speaker did not kill it, it was also done by other old speakers. We directly asked Captain Song to find those 290 speakers for an explanation." Zhang Yuan said.

He remembered that there were children who died in the hands of the trumpet in the original book, but he did not expect that the trumpet would not become a school. These children did not go to the trumpet to go to school, and some children were killed.

He knew that it wasn't the old speaker who killed the child, but a speaker named Phasiba. This Phasiba was the murderer who killed the living Buddha. The previous living Buddha told him about his marriage and childbirth, and the previous living Buddha persuaded him. He retired, but he killed the last living Buddha.

And he wants his daughter to replace the reincarnated soul boy and take over the position of living Buddha, so he wants to find the real reincarnated soul boy and kill it.

"Yeah." Mao Xiaofang nodded.

Now people are dead, but they are killed by horns, and it is best to be handled by people from the police station.

So Zhang Yuan and Mao Xiaofang went to the police station and told Captain Song what happened here.

"Master Mao, Master Fahai, are you telling the truth?" Captain Song said in shock.

"The Tantric Mahamudra is a unique kung fu of the Trumpet Sect. It cannot be faked, and the person who killed Uncle Niu's son has deep knowledge in this kung fu." Mao Xiaofang said.

"Then I'll take someone to find those loudspeakers now and ask for an explanation." Captain Song said, killing someone in Gantian Town, no matter who the other party is, he will arrest the other party.

"We'll go with you." Mao Xiaofang said, he was worried that Captain Song and the others might not be able to get those speakers. .

Chapter 202

Captain Song, Zhang Yuan and the others had just left the police station and were about to go to Wan Ying Tang, where the loudspeaker was, to ask for an explanation, but Black Rose hurried to the police station.

"Captain Song, Xiao Xiami and Luo Sang were captured." Black Rose said.

"Who were they taken away by?" Captain Song hurriedly asked, he had another bad feeling.

"It was taken away by a sloppy horn," said Black Rose.

"Sloppy horn, it seems that he was the one who killed Uncle Niu's son." Captain Song said angrily, he had not had time to arrest him, and now someone has been arrested.

"What's the situation, Uncle Niu's son was killed?" Hei Rose didn't understand the situation.

Ah Hai told Hei Rose about Uncle Niu's son. After Hei Rose heard it, she became even more worried.

"Little shrimp won't be killed by that sloppy horn, right?"

"Don't worry, I think it should be fine. That horn is so good that he can kill them on the spot. Why did he take them away?" Mao Xiaofang said.

"Then why do you want to rob them?" Black Rose asked.

"I don't know that at all." Mao Xiaofang shook his head, he was not an immortal, how could he know everything.

"Between Xiao Xiami and Luo Sang, one of them should be the reincarnated soul boy. The sloppy trumpet took them away, probably to determine who is the real reincarnated soul boy." Zhang Yuan said.

"It should be like this." Mao Xiaofang nodded, thinking that what Zhang Yuan said was very likely.

"The most urgent task now is to find the hiding place of the sloppy horn, and retrieve Xiao Xiami and Luo Sang." Captain Song said that there was a series of accidents with children, and he was under a lot of pressure.

"We split up. Master Fa Hai and I went to Xiao Xiami and Luo Sang, Captain Song, you go to Wan Ying Tang to find those speakers and ask for an explanation." Mao Xiaofang said.

"Well." Captain Song nodded, and then left with the police team.

"Miss Rose, you give me a small shrimp closet, Ah Hai, hurry back to Fuxi Hall to get the golden pot." Mao Xiaofang said.

"Yes, Master 〃〃." When Ah Hai heard the words, he immediately ran to Fuxi Hall.

"This shoe belongs to Xiao Xiami. It fell off when he was caught by the sloppy horn just now." Hei Rose handed the shoe to Mao Xiaofang.

It didn't take long for Ah Hai to come over with a golden pot.

Mao Xiaofang put the shoes of the small shrimp into the golden basin, took out another talisman, and put it in after lighting it.

Xiao Xiami and Luo San were tied to a stone pillar at this time.

"Damn, let me go!" Xiao Xiami struggled and shouted loudly, but the sloppy trumpet was meditating on the side, as if he didn't hear what he said.

"They should be in the cave in the back mountain." Mao Xiaofang said.

His golden pot lighting method can only show the surrounding situation, but does not know the specific address. If the other party is in an unfamiliar place, he can't find it at all.

Fortunately, Sloppy Horn was located in Gantian Town. Mao Xiaofang was familiar with every part of Gantian Town, and at a glance he could see that the other party was in a cave in the back mountain.

"Let's go and save the little shrimp and Luosang right now," Ah Chu said.

The group immediately set off for the cave in the back mountain, and soon came to the entrance of the cave. Zhang Yuan took the lead and rushed in front. As soon as he entered the cave, a palm shot towards him.

Zhang Yuan unhurriedly took a palm, and with a bang, the sloppy horn retreated, his palm trembled slightly, he did not expect his sneak attack to fail, but suffered a dark loss.

Sloppy Horn saw that the situation was not good, without any hesitation, he took out a small ball from his arms and threw it on the ground, a puff of smoke rose from the ground, and then grabbed the little shrimp and Luo Sang and ran to the exit at the back of the cave.

Mao Xiaofang and others also walked in at this time.

"The horn ran off with Xiao Xiami and Luo Sang, but it shouldn't be far, let's chase." Zhang Yuan said, his speed was eight blocks away from the opponent, not to mention that the opponent was carrying two people, which is why he was not in a hurry to chase s reason.

The group chased after the exit at the back of Shandong, and soon saw the sloppy trumpet with the small shrimp and Luosang.

"Little shrimp!" Black Rose shouted loudly.

"Ouch!"

The sloppy horn suddenly wrinkled, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, which made him cry out.

"He's sick, take advantage of his life to kill him!" Xiao Xiami said hurriedly.

At this moment, Atisha came running from the front with some horns, and Captain Song followed behind with the police team.

"Just in time, clear the door." Ah Chu said loudly.

However, beyond his expectations, Atisha and the others did not intend to capture the sloppy trumpets at all. Instead, they all knelt down on the ground: "See the Great Living Buddha Nyingma!"

This sloppy loudspeaker turned out to be the great living Buddha of the loudspeaker sect. Except for Zhang Yuan, no one had guessed that.

"Get up!" said the Great Living Buddha Nyingma.