When passing by Buddha, everyone couldn't help but stay away. Suddenly, one person said strangely: "Look, is his recovery speed too fast?"

The injuries on Fozi's body looked very serious. His skin was cracked, blood overflowed, his breath was weak and he was almost on the verge of death.

But the strange thing is that his injuries are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. Now the cracks on his body have faded a lot and have even begun to heal.

This speed is definitely not something ordinary people can achieve, or in other words...not human.

However, the secret method of Buddhism is quite mysterious, and it is not without strange martial arts and the like. Everyone paid attention to it for a few times and didn't stop there anymore.

Anyway, Tang Yun is not far away. If he really wants to cause trouble, Mr. Tang will naturally be the one to back him up.

Tang Yuntong swallowed a few pills, and his restless breath calmed down a lot. He stared at the Buddha on the ground curiously, and after thinking for a moment, he suddenly said something shocking: "Come here, bring me the torture tools, and put him in jail."

live."

"ah?"

As soon as these words came out, the people serving next to him were stunned.

Isn’t it a bit excessive to detain the Buddhist disciples of Leiyin Temple?

Although Mr. Tang, you are very strong, if you really piss them off, some of them will come over and slap you to death if you don't keep them all safe.

Before they could make any move, a beam of rainbow light suddenly appeared in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, an old monk with white eyebrows appeared in front of the Buddha, fed a pill into his mouth, turned around and nodded slightly to Tang Yun: "Amitabha, the poor monk Kukai has seen you, sir, and you don't know what the juniors in our temple have committed.

What crime? Why should I be imprisoned?"

Who is Tang Yun?

Without even trembling his eyelids, he opened his mouth and pulled out a well-founded banner: "I stayed up all night and figured out that your Leiyin Temple has not paid taxes for many years, so I came over to ask in a good voice.

Who would have thought that you, a group of monks who claim to be cultivating their moral character, are actually speaking rudely, insulting me repeatedly, and even using extremely insulting words..."

Kukai Rao had been mentally prepared for a long time, but it was still a little overwhelming to meet Tang Yun, a shameless guy who opened his mouth to tell stories and confuse right and wrong for the first time.

He coughed hard several times, interrupted Tang Yun's words, forced a smile and asked: "Is your anger relieved now?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look sideways at the ruined temple, and there were traces of gloom and anger in his eyes.

Especially when his attention was focused on those corpses, his heart was beating wildly, and he almost couldn't restrain his murderous intention and slapped Tang Yun to death.

But no.

It's easy to say happy and grudges. Can you try it without the halo of the protagonist?

When Kukai's eyes fell on the ruins beyond the Demon Suppression Tower, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils and almost lost his balance.

However, looking at Tang Yun's expression, he probably didn't pay much attention to this, which made Kukai secretly sigh in relief.

Thinking of this, he had an idea in his mind.

When a person dies, he dies. The dead are the most important.

He just used this reason to entangle with Tang Yun and cover up the matter of the Demon Suppressing Tower as soon as possible, even if it costs some money. This is why he said so.

Unexpectedly, Tang Yun rolled his eyes, with disdain on his face: "You deserve to die. I don't want to start a big fight here, but you insist..."

Take a deep breath, don’t be angry, don’t be angry!!!

Kukai forcibly suppressed his anger, twitching the corners of his lips, trying his best to make his voice less cold: "Then what do you want, sir?"

"Are you deaf?" Tang Yun stood up and flicked the blood on his clothes: "I was injured so seriously, and you didn't even offer the most basic apology?"

Click~

There was a faint sound of cracking on the stone slabs at Kukai's feet. A gentle breeze blew by, raising a burst of dust, and the surrounding stone slabs were thinned out a layer silently.

Tang Yun tilted his head and showed a disdainful smile: "Also, I am here to collect taxes. Do you understand taxes? You owe a total of 396,354,236
Chapter completed!