Chapter 1 Lin Fan returns after rebirth

Chapter 972 One of us must die, right?

Chapter 972 One of us must die, right?

It turns out that the upper limit of horror scenes is this...

Why has no one mentioned it to me before?

Oh...I don't have any friends that I hang out with.

When the Smiling Buddha thought about it, he realized that there were quite a few strange people who came here as guests, and many of them were familiar to each other, but there really wasn't any that could last for several days.

Now I see this human being who is so heartfelt and generous to Ming... Fate aside, he also talks about so many useful knowledge points.

Although he took away the precious soul-bearing fruit, the other party acted like a fool. He took such a noble fruit just to prop up his appearance. It can be said that he was too innocent to live.

In short, this human being is very dull and stupid, and there are many things that can be developed. There is nothing wrong with establishing some connections now.

"Donor, you and I are so destined, and now you are leaving, why don't you leave a name?"

Lin Fan walked to the street and was startled. He couldn't figure out why everything went so smoothly. He originally planned to make a contract to destroy the city, come to the Smiling Buddha to sit down as an equal, tell it that the past was the past, and the present is now, and then find a way to take down the other party. The monk cheated it, taking advantage of its weakness, and forced it to sign a sign of inequality...cough.

Overall, it seems like you can do a lot of things in advance without having to go that far.

"My surname is Lin and my given name is Fan. Everyone also calls me Boss Lin. If the Smiling Buddha doesn't mind such vulgar names, you can also call me that."

"Boss Lin is very nice. How can I be vulgar? OK, I will remember this. From now on, I will take a second look at your people in the mountains."

The Smiling Buddha smiled and waved his hand, letting Lin Fan and others feel a little more breeze, making walking easier with less effort.

"Boss Lin can leave now, Po Dao Xiaogui, I just thought about it for a while, but I still think you are not simple."

The air around the strange black dress solidified slightly, and an invisible prison imprisoned it. However, the Smiling Buddha did not mean to be embarrassed, and just asked his guess:

"In fact, I only have a relationship with this token once. If I hadn't seen it once, I wouldn't know how noble this thing is."

"I can't understand why such a valuable thing is in the hands of a small broken man."

The Smiling Buddha lay back slightly, trying to reduce the backlash in his body.

"That's someone who can really compete with Yuehu, under the sun..."

"The white mist in all scenes can be called back and forth like a trick, just like...yes, yes, it is similar to your flames."

The Smiling Buddha vaguely seemed to have caught some terrible secret, but his brain processing was not in place, his cognition was not enough, and his imagination was not bold.

The man in black dress put away the small ring strangely and said with an innocent face:

"Perhaps you think that my flame is somewhat similar to its white mist, so it was specially given to me?"

"That makes sense..."

Not realizing at all that Flame and White Mist were Smiling Buddhas of the same level, they happily accepted the statement that the black dress was weird. It felt like they had encountered similar weirdness on the road, so they casually gave them a ring.

In this way, it makes sense.

The Smiling Buddha dispersed the confinement around it and said sincerely:

"Since Boss Lin has given me some intellectual advice, as a great Buddha, I should also give some advice to you, this little weirdo. Remember, although this ring is very important, in the eyes of a knowledgeable weirdo, it can even give orders, but the prerequisite is... You have to know the ropes.”

As it said, it puffed up its chest and said proudly: "But not all weird things are recognized as well as mine, so you are of low strength. Don't act as brainlessly as you did this time. If you meet any fool, you may be Got slapped to death.”

"..."

I just have to take out this thing when I meet a fool...

Weiyi in black dress took two deep breaths, looked at the young Weiyi with fat head and big ears, sighed secretly, and said modestly:

"Thank you for your advice. I'll leave first."

"Hahahahahaha, walk slowly, walk slowly, come here often when you have time, I will recite sutras for you, and you will have a clear mind."

"..."

This is the first time that the black dress is weird. I have encountered such a weird thing that I don't understand. Even a new student like a scholar has heard some rumors, but it is not as troublesome as it is. However, complaints will be complaints, and life will continue as usual.

When I came out this time, in addition to learning knowledge from Boss Lin, I could also hide from my friends. I gained a lot. It was normal to help out a little bit.

I just don’t know...whether I’ve been able to help.

Weird in black dress thought about Lin Fan's various performances before. Even if he didn't take action, he seemed to be able to get through the difficulties easily. It didn't look like he would die at the hands of such a stupid Weird. Thinking of this, it only thought that it was his own fault. The study alone is not enough, and many details are not paid attention to. I just hope that Lin Fan can encounter a real crisis and use this mouth again to successfully resolve it. This will be considered a departure.

After Lin Fan and others left for a long time, the Smiling Buddha also pondered for a long time.

"But I always feel that many things today are a bit beyond what I have seen and heard. Shouldn't I find someone I know relatively well to understand..."

After thinking for a while, the Smiling Buddha stretched out his hand, and with a bang, the monk sitting next to him was thrown away.

"Go and find our friend who sent us the video tape."

"Hahahahahahaha! Look for it, it's nearby. If God asks me to look for it, I can find it if I just walk around."

Compared to the smiling Buddha with a faint smile now, the monk who was ejected looked more like a free and easy Smiling Buddha. With his hard body and aura like a nuclear bomb, he walked out of the terrifying scene with ease. comfortable.

After the monk left, another frail monk climbed out of the vacant seat. His body was soft and skinny, and he looked like he was not far from death. However, under the blessing of the golden light of the Smiling Buddha, he gradually became the same as before. The monk under the seat was as dashing as ever, smiling from ear to ear.

"It's done, I've become a Buddha! Hahahahahaha!"

The surrounding monks also laughed, as if they were welcoming the newcomers, but also seemed to be mocking. Only the original aura of the Smiling Buddha in the middle was slightly weaker, but it was quickly restored with the money. .

The entire Western Paradise has returned to its heartless time. Except for the outermost streets, there are some insignificant monks missing. These monks who have left are nothing compared to the scene in a city and can be ignored. Excluding.

……

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"With this soul-carrying fruit, does it mean you have an extra life?"

Because the Smiling Buddha didn't understand any history, before leaving the Western Paradise, Lin Fan quietly reconnected with the mysterious shadow and asked him to study how to use this soul-carrying fruit.

Although you can ask Bai Ling'er, it is obviously better to know more about Wei Wei yourself, just in case this crazy woman has some details that she didn't explain clearly, or she doesn't know about it at all.

Guiying observed the Soul-Residing Fruit for a few times with great interest, and then looked at the dragon:

"Let's do this, you beat me to death and see if the soul-carrying fruit can revive me."

"Ah? Brother Ying, how dare I."

"Tsk...that's right."

Guiying thought for a while and made a big concession:

"Then you've made a lot of money. I'll beat you to death so that you can experience the beauty of this soul-carrying fruit."

"what?"