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Chapter 889 Shaolin Yue Buqun

King Kong was embarrassed. Many people were calling the turtle a privately called the Golden Bell Cover a hard skill. He quickly advised: "Brother, please put down your gun first. What's there to say? Brother Huijing, don't do it anymore, hurry up and check the wound."

He knew Huang Tianba's hot temper, for fear that Huang Tianba would be angry and would really knock out Senior Brother Huijing. Although Senior Brother Huijing has been practicing the Golden Bell Cover very well, he has not yet reached the level of being able to resist bullets in his body. If he gets bullets, he will definitely serve the Buddha.

Huijing also knew that she could not continue to fight with this guy. The one who could break his golden bell cover must be no ordinary master. He could only reach out and touch his wound in disappointment, and then his face became resentful.

This kid is really toxic.

"Don't look at me like this. I'm afraid that your six senses will be impure, so I helped the Buddha come to you." Huang Tianba noticed the boy's resentful eyes and said with a smile.

This kind of bald donkey with dirty hands and shameless hands, if he didn't secretly spend money on food, drink, and gamble, Huang Tianba took off his thing and gave him some wine and drink, and called him the sect's rules, benevolence, righteousness and morality. In fact, the most shameless thing is his own kindness.

The classic representative of this kind of person is Yue Buqun. He has a lot of words and a lot of things in his mouth and heart. If he becomes hypocritical, he will have nothing to do with others. It is simply outrageous and terrible.

If I hadn't been here today, with the silly boy King Kong's temperament, he would have been confused by him.

Huijing gritted her teeth and looked at Huang Tianba and said viciously: "I remember what happened today."

"Why, don't monks repay their grievances with kindness and cut their flesh and feed the eagle? As a monk at this time, you should advise me more to do good deeds and accumulate virtue from now on, instead of shouting to take revenge on me in the future, do you know?" Huang Tianba persuaded with emotion.

At this moment, he felt like a monk who was enlightened and was urging this disobedient bald donkey to be a good person. This made him feel deeply moved. It seemed that he was not only a genius in practicing Taoism, but also a natural Buddha heart. No wonder, Vajra, this kid, lost and reborn as a good person after meeting him.

Huijing almost couldn't help but stab the bastard to death with a knife, and repaid his grudges and cut his flesh to feed the eagle. If the Buddha had been kicked like this, he would have slapped him to see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with a slap.

He pointed at Huang Tianba and pointed at him, saying that he would definitely avenge this revenge, and then stared at King Kong and scolded fiercely: "Since you like to be with such humans, snakes and rats, I still say the same thing. From today on, what do you like to do is your business, but it has nothing to do with Shaolin. You are no longer a Shaolin person, and Shaolin doesn't welcome you. If you dare to come back, as a disciple of the precepts, I will definitely take action to clean up the portal."

After saying that, he limped and left, trembling slightly from time to time. Obviously, the wound under his crotch was almost unable to bear it.

After he left, Huang Tianba slapped his thigh and said, "I made a mistake. I let this kid run away. I haven't let him lose money yet."

"Think about it, it's the trouble I've caused." King Kong smiled bitterly and took the initiative to take responsibility, wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and looked a little sad.

He has long regarded his master as his biological grandfather when he was raised by the old host. Now that he has passed away, he doesn't even know about it, and he hasn't even attended his funeral. How can he, who values ​​love and friendship, accept this?

Seeing his face, Huang Tianba had already guessed what the boy was thinking. When he walked over, he slapped his bare forehead and scolded him: "Did you get water in your head when you took a shower? What the guy said is what he said? You forgot what I told you just now, right? What if he just came to lie to you, maybe the old host is still alive, he might even want to trick your Vajra relics and sell them for money."

Vajra relics are the token of Shaolin. Among the great monks in history, there are not many who can burn relics after their death. Many temples say that they are actually fake. They are deliberately thrown in ashes to increase their reputation and make money from incense.

Which of these monks is still a serious monk? They have begun to have diploma requirements. The treatment of chanting scriptures in one day is much higher than that of ordinary people. Rather than saying that they are dedicated to Buddha, they are dedicated to money.

But the relic that Vajra was holding is indeed a real relic, and the relic is divided into several levels. The relic he took is the best one among the relics. It is said that wearing it alone can make people suffer from all kinds of diseases and prolong their life. Ling Yunzi once said this, which means that this thing not only has great commemorative value, but also has a priceless world treasure.

That guy came to beat people and seize treasures just by saying a word. Huang Tianba didn't believe that this kid had any good intentions.

King Kong was stunned for a moment and looked at Huang Tianba and asked, "Really? Master is not dead yet?"

"Maybe it's not dead, but it's likely that he's gone, otherwise he wouldn't dare to be so arrogant." Huang Tianba touched his nose and said with a smirk. If the old host was not dead, this kid dared to do such a thing. Once the old host knew about it, he might be dragged to the precepts hall and beaten to death.

As a Buddhist holy land, Shaolin actually has very strict constraints on disciples, which is one of the reasons why it can become a Buddhist holy land.

The face of Vajra's smile turned into deep sadness again. She sat on the ground and wiped her tears while sighing: "I'm really sorry that Master has cultivated me for many years. Just now, Senior Brother Huijing didn't scold me a lot. Even if I don't give him this time, I'll send someone back to Shaolin. I do..."

Before he could finish his words, Huang Tianba slapped the kid in the forehead again, and became a little angry and cursed: "You kid is really a fool, why are you sitting here and lamenting? Think about it with your toes, what is the wise man of the old host? Would he not know what you did in Yanjing? But he didn't say anything about you, didn't you just know that you will definitely be lost and return to the right path? Why did you enter the world? Isn't you just hope that you can realize what your Zen is after experiencing these pickled things?"

After scolding, Huang Tianba raised the King Kong from the ground and shouted: "What's the use of sitting here and lamenting? That boy wanted to fire your Shaolin disciple one by one, saying that Shaolin didn't welcome you. It was obvious that he had no good intentions. The more you were at this time, the more you should go back to face it. If you don't go back to treat the disease in the hospital, you can save the patient? Do you think this way of escape can solve the problem? If you are a man, stand up, and I will accompany you to Shaolin."

After being beaten and scolded by Huang Tianba, King Kong finally realized his problem. He really wanted to escape and did not dare to face the death of the host. He did not want to go back and was looked at him with disappointment, saying that he was so angry that the host was so angry that it made him feel even more uncomfortable for him than killing him.
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