My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1057
Are you sick?
I have killed so many people, how could I not have evil spirits on my body.

But Ye Fan killed the people who deserved to be killed, not indiscriminate killing, and it was not at all a mistake to go astray.

Ye Fan looked at the other party carefully.

Wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, this person looks gentle and elegant, and there is a kind of auspiciousness about him.

But it always made him feel a little less masculine.

And this person is not like an ordinary person at all.

Ye Fan felt that if he put on the cassock and said a word about Amitabha, he could become a person at the level of presiding over the abbot.

"Get out, stay where it's cool."

"How...how can you utter foul language?"

The man was shocked, his eyes full of disbelief.

"It's coming out, what can you do? Get out of here quickly, if you stop me again, I'll beat you up."

Ye Fan doesn't like this kind of person very much, and it's annoying to get in touch with.

But the man was not threatened by Ye Fan.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell! If you hit me and you can get back on track, then it doesn't matter if you hit me."

Ye Fan: "..."

Seriously ill, absolutely.

"Good dogs don't get in the way, so get out of the way quickly."

"No, brother, you must put down the butcher knife."

Hob meat?
A hint of cruelty flashed across the corner of Ye Fan's mouth.

Going up is a flying kick: "Get out of here."

"boom."

The man was kicked to the ground and suffered minor injuries.

But a golden light flashed, and the injury recovered instantly.

Ok?
Ye Fan was very surprised.

Why is this person's self-healing ability so powerful?
"who are you?"

"Under Yuanfang."

"I'm asking what your identity is."

"A small company employee."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Forget it.

Ye Fan touched his nose, probably because he was overthinking.

Resurrection of spiritual energy, some people have new abilities.

"Still let go?"

"Resolutely don't let it go."

"Hey, looking for a dead end."

When Ye Fan went up, he was like a little hammer of love.

Yuan Fang was beaten with injuries all over his body. Knowing his ability, Ye Fan also hit harder.

Sure enough, the golden light flashed again.

Yuan Fang is intact again.

And this time, there was even a special charm on him, as if he had seen it somewhere.

This is Buddha rhyme!

It is actually related to Western religion.

Ye Fan finally looked at him squarely, and said calmly: "Brother, do you believe in Buddhism?"

"Naturally, the Dharma is the Dharma taught by Buddhism to all sentient beings, that is, the Dharma beyond the world. Subhuti, what do you think? If a person is full of the seven treasures of the three thousand great thousand worlds, and uses them to give, the person will gain merit. ..."

Ye Fan couldn't understand a single word of the obscure words.

Hey, I blame myself for not having wisdom roots.

But he has an almighty problem.

Ye Fan asked: "Since you deeply believe in Buddhism, do you know what Buddha is?"

Yuan Fang smiled slightly.

"The Buddha said: Do not speak."

Answered?
You know, Ye Fan entered the copy of Journey to the West before, and even Tang Seng didn't answer this question.

It seems that this kid is very talented.

However, Ye Fan was not discouraged and continued to ask.

"Then do you know how to recognize yourself?"

Yuan Fang smiled slightly, expressing that it was very simple.

"It needs three levels of self-affirmation, self-growth and self-ablation. Specifically..."

"I don't think it's right. Recognizing yourself is a false proposition. Su Shi said that you don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, only because you are in this mountain."

"If you can't get out of the shackles you have on yourself, how can you recognize yourself?"

Yuan Fang frowned: "No, what you said is wrong."

But before he could speak.

Ye Fan threw another question.

"Buddha said: He is right and wrong. Others have right and wrong. I don't care about it. I don't care about it. I don't have right and wrong. That's fine. matter, or not?”

"There is another extracurricular question. The doctor asked you to take medicine at ten o'clock, but you took it at six o'clock. May I ask why?"

Say it.

Ye Fan left straight away.

Do you understand what he said?
Do not understand.

Although he is not optimistic about Western religions, he does not refute the profoundness of Buddhism.

Ye Fan still can't understand it deeply.

But these are not important, it is enough to stump Yuan Fang.

I don't know how long it took.

Yuan Fang finally figured out what Ye Fan said.

But looking around, there is no sign of him.

And the last question also puzzled him.

Why don't you take your medicine on time?
He was so uncomfortable that he even started asking passers-by.

Most people looked at him like a lunatic. After all, no one who is not sick would ask someone such a thing on the street.

But what a coincidence.

It happened that he met a post-zero zero.

"Hey, it's easy! Because you want to surprise the virus, right? Kill it by surprise."

"So that's it, I understand."

Ling Linghou moved his eyelids and asked a new question again.

"Then why don't you just take all the medicine and come over with an army!"

"Why not just smear the medicine on the skin and have a blast?"

"Why don't you drink more water and flood the Seventh Army with the virus?"

"Why don't you inject some virus and have a Mission Impossible?"

Countless mindless questions hit.

For a lover of Internet memes, these things are naturally laughed off.

But for Yuan Fang, this is the problem that bothers him.

Until the evening, he was still immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

At this time, Ye Fan was already lying in the warm bathtub, enjoying the comfort brought by the bath.

In front of him was a pile of pills like a hill, including Juling Pill, Xisui Pill, Rejuvenation Pill, etc., as well as some Lingshi and Dao Enlightenment Fruit.

This time, he spent a lot of money in order to let everyone's strength rise to a higher level.

this day.

The sun is shining, the wind is beautiful, and the weather is just right.

Ye Fan returned to school, looking at the people who were reading books, he was very surprised.

"What are you doing? Why do you suddenly love learning?"

He Luo covered his face: "Isn't this Teacher Xiao? She avenged her personal revenge and arranged a temporary test."

"Anyone who doesn't pass the test will not be given conduct points for this semester."

"I'll go, play so big!"

Ye Fan was also a little surprised.

Women are really vengeful animals, so don't mess with them.

"Yes, Boss, please save us, I don't want to read books anymore." Yue Peng lost all thoughts.

"How can I save it? You can't force knowledge into your heads, right?"

In fact, Ye Fan has always wanted to write the way the nine-headed worm thinks, but he couldn't write it at all, otherwise everyone wouldn't have to work so hard.

"Hey, why is there such a thing as an exam in the world?"

"Why did we play games with the goddesses that day? Isn't this a suicide attempt?"

But the voice just fell.

He Luo suddenly stared at the boss with an idea.

"Haha, boss, I have a solution, and it's a super invincible solution."

(End of this chapter)