Chapter 172

"Please come inside the Buddha, here is the Lingxiao Palace, the monkey head of Monkey King is making trouble in the heavenly palace! Why don't the Buddha hurry up and suppress that monstrous monkey with one hand?"

Wang Chuan followed Mrs. Fu's words.

The old lady Fu clasped her hands together and said, "Amitabha, you are so good." She jumped over the threshold and rushed into Zhuangzi.With a hunchback and a sensitive body, how can it look like a Buddha?It looks like the grandson monkey she wants to suppress.

The person who opened the door was dumbfounded.It wasn't until Wang Chuan followed in that the man came back to his senses and asked, "Your Excellency, who is..."

Wang Chuan took out his waist card and showed it to him, and said, "Wang Chuan is escorting Mrs. Fu to visit relatives at the Six Gates of Lower Kyoto. It seems that I went to the right place."

The man's face turned pale, and he bowed and said, "Hello, my lord! Did you come from Fushanzhuang? Grandma Fu is still alive?!"

Wang Chuan frowned slightly and asked, "What, what do you mean, are you frightened that this old aunt is not dead?"

"No, no! Of course not!"

The man forced a smile, which was very unnatural, and said, "Sir, please follow me here." He didn't dare to talk nonsense when he said it. He led Wang Chuan to the living room to sit down, arranged for the servants to serve tea, and only said to invite the master of the house. , slipped away as if running away.

The old lady Fu was jumping up and down in the living room. Wang Xing only thought that she had evolved from Tathagata Buddha to Sun Wukong again. Unexpectedly, the old lady stood by the door and stood still. Those eyes that protruded because of her age He didn't blink, and the wrinkles on his eyelids became more and more obvious.

"The Great Sage, come and sit down, eat some ginseng fruit and drink some flat peach juice."

Wang Chuan picked up an apple, gnawed it, and took a sip of the steaming fragrant tea.

Huh... It's been a long time since I felt so comfortable.

The old lady Fu didn't move, only opened and closed her mouth: "I am the gate of eternal life, I can't move, I can't move."

Wang Chuan: "..."

After a while, there were footsteps outside the door, and more than one person came.

Wang Chuan looked at the door, and saw a fat middle-aged man walking in, followed by several men and women in brocade clothes, of different ages, seeing Mrs. Fu, his eyes were full of fake enthusiasm.

"Oh, grandma Fu! You are so lucky, I never thought you were still alive."

The middle-aged man walked up quickly and held the old lady Fu. The fat on his chin trembled as he spoke, as if it was about to fall off at any time.This guy doesn't even know how to pretend, and the fakeness in his eyes and tone can be heard immediately, "Have you recovered? Have you improved your magic skills? How did you escape?"

The rest of the brocade-clothed men and women echoed from the sidelines, as if Mrs. Fu was the Jade Emperor and needed them, pawns and little gods, to welcome them in every possible way.However, Mrs. Fu is addicted to being the door to eternal life, and she doesn't care about them at all.Annoyed by their quarrel, he became angry, raised his eyebrows, turned his head and pushed everyone out, closed the door with a "bang", and shouted: "Great isolation technique!"

Wang Chuan listened to them and paid some attention.The key points of this group of people's conversations are all focused on how the old lady Fu escaped from Fushan Village, and how the Qinglong Magic Sea Kungfu who has lost her teeth has practiced.

——Is this kung fu so powerful?Is it possible that he has great supernatural powers and can control the tooth loss of others?That's great.

The people outside the door didn't know if they were afraid of Mrs. Fu's Qinglong Phantom Sea Skill, and they didn't dare to force the door open. They just begged and shouted outside: "Old lady Fu, open the door. I am your nephew."

"It's me, Grandma Fu, Zuo You first."

"Why did you lock us out?"

"What's the matter with you? Is it okay to be insane?"

"What about the rest of Fushanzhuang? Our family's kung fu hasn't been taken away, has it?"

……

Sure enough, they are not good stubble.

But these have nothing to do with themselves.The old lady Fu's house is gone again. These people have some intentions, and it's nothing more than the idea of ​​playing Qinglong Huanhai Gong, so as not to murder the old lady's life.Besides, she has supernatural powers. Although she is unconscious, but jumps up and down, these people are afraid that they can't do anything to her.Basically nothing to worry about.

"Amitabha, Buddha, Tang Xuanzang and his disciples have come to our Lingshan to learn scriptures. Why don't Buddha open the door and let them in."

Wang Chuan thought about it a lot, and said.

The old lady Fu grinned: "Really? Good! Good!" The air was poured into her mouth, like the sound of wind.As soon as she opened the door, she stopped in front of everyone and refused to move.After looking at everyone, he shook his head and said, "Not good! Not good!"

Everyone was confused and at a loss as to what was going on.

Old Mrs. Fu said: "How can the body climb my spiritual mountain?" When she said that, she looked past the crowd and looked around the Zuojiazhuang compound. A pond fell into her eyes, and her eyes lit up immediately.

Wang Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he realized something was wrong and quickly stood up.

"Tang Sanzang, when you enter Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan, you should take off your mortal body. There is a big river there, which can wash away your body. Hurry up!"

The old lady Fu gave a loud shout, and kicked the fat man in front flying away.The man screamed and fell into the water.Wang Xing's eyes twitched and he sat down again.

Look at the water splashing, rippling, and the servants rushing into the water to catch him, the man turned into a drowning pig.I can't stop it anymore, as an outsider, I should be an outsider honestly.Let others play with other people's housework, and don't get involved in it yourself.

Besides, this group of people seems to want to take advantage of the danger to plot evil and suffer a little

It was that the man was too heavy, and he was thrashing about in the pool again. It took a lot of effort for a group of servants to drag him to the shore. It made people look a little tired, and wished they could step forward and drag him out.

"You guys go too, how can you enter my Great Leiyin Temple without taking off your body?"

Mrs. Fu raised her feet one after another, sending everyone in front of her into the pool one by one.There were screams one after another, and the water level in the pool rose, overflowing a lot on the shore.The obese man can barely come out, and they fall in, drinking three times more than the obese man.

"Amitabha."

Mrs. Fu clasped her hands together, as if she had immeasurable merit.

Wang Chuan touched his forehead and sighed secretly. In "Journey to the West", before ascending to Daleiyin Temple, Tang Monk got on a bottomless boat to receive him, and his physical body fell into the river and was washed away, leaving only his spiritual body.This paragraph was bizarre, Wang Chuan remembered it clearly, so he told Leng Xia and Mrs. Fu, but Mrs. Fu remembered it clearly, and even used it here.

Mrs. Hope Fu used rhymes in a daze, and these people couldn't figure out the source of this story from the old aunt's mouth.

The next step is to wait for Long Baotou and his party to come back after chasing Diao Buming.By then, no matter whether they catch Diao Buming or not, they will have to deal with him.I can complete the task by myself and return to Beijing with peace of mind.

The water in Xiliang is so deep that it turned into a small pond instead of the case of Master Puxiang.It's time for me to go back to work seriously.

Right, that is it.

(End of this chapter)

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