The young monk has returned to secular life

Chapter 31 Verification completed, you are a fake monk

Yi Zhen went to the old man's courtyard and secretly criticized Mu Yunqing and the three girls.

Thinking of the corpses and filth scattered in the room, his stomach churned again.

I vomited everything that could be vomited, and if I vomited again, it would be in my intestines.

Just bear with it, you'll get used to it after spitting it out.

As he thought this, the moment he stood up, his vision was still dark and his legs were shaking. This was a typical symptom of hypoglycemia.

He held a lantern with his left hand and hurriedly held a wooden basket with his right hand.

After standing firm, he hurriedly covered his nose again.

This taste is too good.

The combined attack of corpse odor and feces is comparable to a biological and chemical weapon.

Huh?

The dung basket is what Old Man Fang eats. It must be very precious to him.

That's it.

Holding his breath, Yizhen picked up the dung basket, ran to the kitchen, swung a kitchen knife and chopped the dung basket into thin strips.

He found an iron basin from the yard, threw the thin strips into the iron basin, lit a handful of dry firewood, and put it into the iron basin.

After the dung basket was burned by the fire and accompanied by the gentle spring breeze, if Old Man Fang couldn't smell it, he would have seen a ghost.

After Yi Zhen finished doing this, he covered his nose and hid in the kitchen.

His mission was to lure old man Fang to show up. As long as he showed up, it would be left to Zhou Jin. It was better for him to watch the fun.

Thinking like this, the dung basket in the iron basin burned hotter and hotter, and the stench spread farther and farther.

A quarter of an hour later, the fire gradually weakened, but Old Man Fang still did not appear.

Yi Zhen was a little unconfident. Old man Fang didn't even care about the guy eating, right?

Or is he hiding far away from here and can't smell the stench of the dung basket?

If this was the case, and he had to find another thing he was familiar with to burn, he would have to enter that room.

This... is exciting just thinking about it!

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the flame in the iron basin was extinguished, leaving only some carbon ash still glowing with sparks.

Old man Fang still didn't show up.

Yi Zhen gritted his teeth and waited, just in case he was on his way here.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and there was no light at all in the iron basin.

Old man Fang is still missing.

Hey!

Yi Zhen couldn't help but cursed in his heart, he didn't even care about the guy eating, Old Man Fang, you are so cruel!

Shivering, he relit the lantern in his hand and tiptoed out of the kitchen.

Uh ~

The smell in this yard is really strong, so you should cover your nose...

wrong! I was covering my nose!

So why is the smell so strong?

Yizhen stood at the door of the kitchen, holding a lantern in his hand and scanning the yard bit by bit.

"Mom!"

At the door of the adobe house stood a rickety body. There were pieces of rotten flesh hanging on the whole body's skeleton, and the entire face had turned into a skull, with two deep eye sockets staring at him.

It seemed that Old Fangtou had arrived a long time ago, but he had been hiding in the kitchen and hadn't seen him.

This old guy is also cunning. He was able to hold back his grief without even taking a look at the brazier, causing him to misjudge himself while hiding in the dark and come out to die.

"Sister Zhou, help!" Yi Zhen endured the strong smell of corpses and shouted hurriedly.

This guy is such a fierce ghost that even Zhang Fucheng can punch a dent in his body. My boxing and kicking skills can also deal with the little bean sprouts of the third grade and below. If Sister Zhou doesn't come to save me, I'm afraid my life will be decided here.

"Did...you...burn...my...dung...basket?"

Sister Zhou made no move, but Old Man Fang spoke hoarsely.

Yi Zhen was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "You...you...you misunderstood. It was a very beautiful big sister who did it."

"Just wait a moment, she'll be here soon."

"You lied, your hands smell like my dung basket..." Old Man Fang made a sniffing motion and said angrily.

Yizhen didn't expect this guy's nose to be so sharp, so he could only say hesitantly: "I... just... helped her. The mastermind is still the beautiful elder sister."

"That...is...not...ok!" Old Man Fang staggered towards Yizhen with a staggering step.

It seems that it may fall apart at any time, but it can always "set things right" at critical moments.

"Stop! Stop!"

Yi Zhen held up the lantern, covered his nose and tried his best to stop Old Man Fang from walking: "You must not come over, otherwise the young monk will be rude."

Old Man Fang said coldly: "You're a fake monk who's full of lies. I'm afraid you can't even recite sutras."

"Who said I can't recite sutras?" Yi Zhen retorted: "I...I...let me tell you, I am even afraid of myself when I recite sutras."

"Haha...Old man, I have lived my whole life and haven't even saved enough money for sesame oil. If I can hear the monk chanting sutras today, it will be considered a life worth living."

"Read it."

After saying that, he actually stood there, quietly waiting for Yizhen to recite sutras.

Yi Zhen was completely confused.

Is this a provocation?

Or do you simply look down on yourself?

No matter, it can be delayed for a while, Sister Zhou should be on her way here already.

Since he has this request, then satisfy him.

Yizhen held a lantern with one hand and stood on his chest with the other. Survival was the most important thing at this time, and he couldn't care less about the stench.

“卍…卍…”

"Swastika" characters spat out from Yizhen's mouth one by one, and landed on Old Man Fang's body one by one.

But after these "swastika" characters came into contact with his body, they burst instantly like bubbles.

After it was shattered, it turned into broken light spots, scattered in the night sky.

Just like fireworks, they flow, bloom, and finally scatter into ashes.

Of course, only Yi Zhen could see all this, and no one else could notice it. Even Old Man Fang, the person involved, did not notice the slightest abnormality.

The "Vajra Curse" had no effect at all, and the vertical eye on his forehead did not appear.

The Holy Light Reincarnation Tower actually malfunctioned.

This is too unreliable!

Old man Fang waited for a long time, only to see Yi Zhen's mouth move, but not any other movement.

He snorted coldly: "Verification completed, you are a fake monk."

After saying that, he took up staggering steps again.

Seeing this, Yizhen hurriedly took two steps back and said quickly: "Wait a minute, I haven't finished reading yet."

Old Man Fang didn't give him another chance, but stretched out his right claw and grabbed Yizhen's neck.

"Help...Sister Zhou...if you don't show up, I will really become a dead monk."

Yi Zhen yelled and backed away, his voice starting to become hoarse. It wasn't that he shouted for too long, but the taste was too strong and his throat couldn't bear it.

But no matter how he shouted, not to mention Zhou Jin, not even the group of people who wanted to watch the fun just now came out to show their faces.

In desperation, he could only throw the lantern at Old Man Fang.

Old Man Fang felt the temperature of the fire, and with a wave of one hand, he smashed the lantern to pieces.

The fire is out.

Yi Zhen lost his last support.

In desperation, he could only turn around and run towards the door.

However, as soon as he turned around, he found that Old Man Fang had already stepped in front of him.

He can actually move instantly!

Then the way he walked with three swaying steps just now, wasn't he kidding himself?

Hey!

Tolerable or unbearable!

Xiao Monk will fight for you!

He took out the fire stick from his arms, blew out the flames, turned around and threw it into the woodshed.