Zen Strange Records

Chapter 350 I Don't Think You're Old

"Wait, you thief, don't run away!" While chasing after her, Bu Xinyao yelled resolutely. Although she didn't know how this girl found Lin Qiaoqiao's whereabouts, it seemed that she had locked on her. the prisoner.

Lin Qiaoqiao, on the other hand, also had a look of depression on her face. She wondered why she ran to the inn to look for Ye Xiaosan in order to pass on a message, but she couldn't find the right owner, but bumped into Bu Xin who appeared out of nowhere. Yao, although she didn't know why the other party put on the shiny bead, she insisted that she was a snitch, but this did not prevent the girl from running wildly.

The two of them were both very good at lightness skills. They were running very fast on the street, one behind the other. Pedestrians turned their attention to them. From a distance, Ye Xiaosan's head was even bigger and he subconsciously shrank behind Wu Qingyue. However, in the end Still a step too late, before he retracted his head, he saw that the second daughter who was chasing had already seen him.

Their eyes lit up, and they shouted in unison: "Ye Xiaosan (Senior Sima)! Come and help!"

"Senior Sima? That guy Sima Yao is here?" Wu Qingyue didn't know that Ye Xiaosan was pretending to be Sima Yao. Hearing this, Wu Qingyue looked around in surprise, but of course there was no one in sight. Ye Xiaosan coughed in embarrassment All of a sudden, he got out from behind her unwillingly, and now he's in big trouble!
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On this side, Xiu Yin shot out in anger, but his own strength was low, and he was knocked down by Mu Qiuying after a face-to-face meeting. This action naturally angered the people present and the Four Great Sacred Grounds.

In between, Monk Miaoru frowned slightly, and moved his feet lightly, about to come out and take down the arrogant girl, but just as he lifted his footsteps, he heard a resounding sound of the Buddha's horn from the crowd.

The sound was like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, shaking the soul. Hearing this sound, everyone present was shocked. The originally impetuous heart was miraculously calmed down. The flow of people divided into two sides, giving way to the passage in the middle, and then, an elderly monk with white beard and hair came out slowly.

The old monk was about seventy years old, with white hair and a childlike face, and his not-so-strong limbs trembling when he walked. The slightly curved wooden staff, the lower part of the wooden staff, and even some moss, formed a sharp contrast with the dazzling monk robe.

The moment he saw this old monk, the expressions of the idle masters in the crowd changed drastically. Unexpectedly, even this old guy was attracted by this example, and he might be in trouble later.

"Amitabha, my little friend is so pressing, I don't know what kind of enmity you have with this little Prajna Temple? Why don't you tell me about it, the old monk can't say it, and you can get justice for your little friend."

"Hehe, the old monk is about to enter the earth, why bother to meddle in the affairs of the world, it is better to accumulate some merits, so that he can join a good family." Mu Qiuying used her poisonous tongue to sneer at the old monk mercilessly. , but with a smile on his mouth, his face is extremely dignified. This old monk doesn't walk around in the rivers and lakes, but he recognizes it, because this person is none other than the abbot of Jingyun Temple, who is known as the four scum of Buddhism "turning the tide "The old Sanmian Kuang Zen master.

This is an extremely weird name, neither derived from Jingyun Temple's seniority, nor is it a deafening elegant name, but a full-fledged insult.

It's because although this person became a monk, he only had one hobby in his life, which was prostitution. Although he was the third of the four brothers, he was the number one when it came to martial arts. He set his heart on Bodhi early. Jue has cultivated to the peak of the third level, but this person is not a calm master, because of the jealousy in the brothel, he has forged conflicts with many sects, so he got the scornful name of a sleeping madman, and he himself does not He felt ashamed, but instead felt proud of him. He took this as his nickname. As time went by, no one remembered his true name, and they all called him Sleeping Maniac.

Mrs. Lei has some headaches for this person. Although according to his seniority, he is higher than this person, but when it comes to cultivation, ten of them are not his opponents. Why did this guy come here?

"Haha, the little girl has a sharp tongue, and the old monk likes it very much. What's so interesting about this Lao Shi Ziru, why don't we find a secluded place to discuss Buddhism, do you think it would be good?" The Zen master didn't care about the girl's sarcasm at all. Instead, he laughed happily twice, and the first time he opened his mouth, he talked a lot. All the Buddhist disciples present frowned, as if they heard something dirty.

"Hmph, it depends on whether you have the ability." Mu Qiuying snorted softly, then raised her hand suddenly, and shot out a hidden weapon.

Sleeping Kuang lowered his brows and eyes, and did not lift it, suddenly coughed lightly, and with the coughing sound, the hidden weapon flying towards him was suddenly thrown away by an invisible force, and shot back backwards, passing the girl's cheek , pierced heavily into the wall not far behind him, and everyone looked intently, the hidden weapon was actually a tree branch that can be seen everywhere, but at this moment, it was halfway into the wall, and they couldn't help but gasp in unison. The old monk has such terrifying internal strength!

"Oh? As expected of the four scumbags of Buddhism, but they are proficient in some life-saving methods." Mu Qiuying was not surprised at all when the sneak attack failed. Flicking the long sleeves of his robe: "This old man has a lot of skills, it depends on whether the little girl wants to try it for herself."

Ignoring the old monk's teasing, Mu Qiuying suddenly looked around, as if she was looking for someone, but she looked around, but she didn't find the person she was waiting for. Monk Xiu Yin who didn't dare to show his head: "Fat monk, where is your master? Why didn't you see it?"

"What a crazy woman who talks nonsense. A poor monk is the acting abbot of the Little Prajna Temple. How can she have any master!" Xiuyin's eyelids twitched and he was frightened. He couldn't figure out who this woman was and why she seemed to be doing something secret. He could know, but then again, he still wanted to ask, where did the Holy Envoy go?

"Master Miankuang, don't dawdle. How could a grand event of Buddhism be disturbed by a little girl. Quickly take down this beast, and reopening the Sutra Appreciation Conference is the right way!" At this moment, Mrs. Lei couldn't care about anything else, so she could only yell at Mian. Although she was of a higher seniority, she didn't dare to rely on her elders, so she could only call him a master.

Sleeper seems to have just seen Freedom, plucked his ears in displeasure, and spread his hands: "Isn't this Mrs. Freedom, isn't this a coincidence, come here, let's get together, I don't think you are old!"

Master Xian almost vomited blood from this sentence, what kind of nonsense is this old bastard talking about!What is "I don't think you are old"!Seeing a group of people looking at him strangely, Freedom wished he could kill this old bastard. If a dog can't spit out ivory, he shouldn't have done it!
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