Chapter 62
If that time really came, how would he have the face to face his dead master.

No, no matter what, the seal cannot be opened, and the evil spirits inside must not escape.

Buchen's delicate and delicate expression flashed solemn, and he took out more than a dozen talismans quickly and without sloppiness, bit his fingertips and dripped blood, and drew a few lines randomly on the yellow talisman paper, then threw the talisman into the air, muttering reciting spells.

The talismans thrown into the air emitted a yellow light, and they spun in the air neatly and orderly. They flew to the surroundings of the mausoleum without hesitation as if they had a mission, forming a pattern of five elements and eight trigrams to surround the mausoleum. Inside a five-element diagram.

Then the Five Elements Diagram became invisible.

The Five Elements and Eight Diagrams array became hidden, and the earth-shaking mausoleum returned to tranquility.

Seeing that there was no accident in the mausoleum, Buchen breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "Amitabha..."

"Bam—"

After Buchen finished the second half of his sentence, the stone door of the mausoleum suddenly made a loud noise, and the stone door collapsed weakly, turning into rubble instantly when it fell to the ground, seeing Buchen was stunned.

Before he could react, a red shadow in front of him attacked him, and Buchen, who was caught off guard, was pressed down like a cushion. He stared dumbfounded at the person who was pressing on him in front of him, his face turned bright red. .

"The damn Shimen is so hard!" Su Ling cursed in a low voice, and suddenly felt something wrong: "Hey, isn't it strange that I was thrown out? Why does it feel fine, it doesn't hurt at all and there is a soft feeling, isn't it These times have changed, and even the land has undergone genetic mutations?"

"You're pressing me, of course it's okay." Buchen couldn't help interrupting with a blushing face.

He is a Buddhist, and he can't get close to female sex. Amitabha, I beg the Buddha to forgive me. This is an unintentional act. No, it was the sudden arrival of this female benefactor, which is unpredictable.

Buchen repented to Tathagata in his heart.

But Su Ling was startled: "Wow, it's not a genetic mutation, it's a person."

Unexpectedly, when Buchen heard the words, his complexion became even weirder, his words were full of embarrassment, and he kept apologizing to the Buddha: "Female benefactor, get up quickly, you are pressing on the little monk, Amitabha, Amitabha, forgive me, I blame the Buddha, emptiness is emptiness, form is form, emptiness is not emptiness, form is not form, emptiness is not form, form is not emptiness..."

Su Ling felt that the monk who was chanting scriptures endlessly was one head and two big, his brain was buzzing, making noise like a fly stalking her ears.

The sharp eyes looked up at him coldly, and threatened: "You are reading a sentence to me, believe it or not, I will strike you to death with one palm!"

Buchen choked, with embarrassed embarrassment on his face, and innocent eyes open.

"Female benefactor, you...it's time to get up, men and women can't kiss each other, not to mention that the monk is still a monk, so please take care of the female benefactor."

Dust is also innocent, he is a monk and does not tell lies, and the love between men and women in the world has nothing to do with him, but now...

If you look closely, you can clearly see that the roots of his red ears are getting more and more red.

But Su Ling, who had never understood these things, was just annoyed at how she met this talkative monk. She hadn't forgotten who wanted to seal her.

Dissatisfied, she glanced at the rambunctious monk, climbed a few times on him, and finally managed to stand up. The moment she stood up, she didn't notice that her feet were stepping on her skirt, and fell down again before she could stand 180 degrees go back
(End of this chapter)

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