"Flying Fish Guard, come out for Master Dao!"

"come out!"

The Taoist priest and the monk began to shout.

The collision on the river surface made the face that was already braked all the way, and the plate was injured even more.

So even if this is Feiyuwei’s camp today, I have to challenge it.

Especially the monk, I can't hold back that breath.

twice!

Same cow!

Can this be tolerated?

He almost forgot the last time, but today's collision suddenly became clearer with the previous humiliation.

It's too much to run away after hitting someone twice!

Too disregard for public morality!

Even if we try to enter Feiyu Wei Zhao Prison again today, the monk will have to find out this person, and calculate the new and old hatreds together.

The two of them shouted and scolded each other quickly attracted Feiyugu to be on duty.

The 100 households in the room temperature quickly rushed out of the camp gate. Before the person arrived, they greeted him: "Who dares to yell and scold in front of Feiyuemon, are you impatient to live?"

But when the room temperature came out and saw someone, his face changed suddenly.

He didn't recognize the black-faced Taoist priest, but he recognized the fat monk who turned into ashes.

I caught it three or four times, ran three or four times, and had a very deep inseparable relationship with cow dung.

One of them was caught by him by himself, and he carried it back and handed it over. As a result, his boss Ji Chengliang turned dark at the time. He didn't have a word of praise, but instead scolded him for no reason.

I couldn't figure it out at room temperature, so I hurried to inquire about the "Seven Catches of Meng Huo" that were coming and going.

After inquiring, good guy.

This big fat man is the personal disciple of Master Fazen, the abbot of Jinguang Temple!

Moreover, the wife of Tu Baishou, the chief of the Burning Hall, was also his teacher's wife.

The relationship is a bit messy, but this is not the point. The point is that this identity is also a bad idea in Feiyuwei.

Wei Wupan is a family matter. If others dare to touch him, they have to be careful.

"Isn't this Master Fahai? What wind has blown you here?" Chang Teng hurriedly packed his expression and asked with a smile.

As a result, he didn't say this, but when he said this, he just wanted to pick up the pot.

The monk Yao immediately stomped his feet, "Ami, your whole family is a Buddha. What kind of wind is it? It is the north wind. The north wind blows the Buddha here, but it still flies from the sky!"

"ah?"

Chang Wen was suddenly filled with question marks, not knowing what he said wrongly.

Still flying from the sky?

Why don't you slip over the ice?

"What, we flew from the sky." The Taoist priest added stubbornly.

"What is this Taoist priest?" Chang Wen looked at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest held his head up and said, "Lingyun Temple, Wu De!"

At room temperature, his face changed again. He had never heard of the name Wu De, but Lingyun was well-known for his thunderous view and was known as the leader of the Taoist sect. This person could be connected with Fahai, so his identity would definitely not be bad.

Chang Wen suddenly felt something was wrong. The two men were in charge of the crime. If one of them couldn't handle it well, they would definitely have to lose their lives.

Lingyun Temple and Jinguang Temple are one of the two major supporters of Feiyuwei, and they have a great friendship.

Chang Wen bowed his hand and asked with a tough bullet, "I wonder what you two are doing before I come to my Feiyu Camp?"

"Someone in your camp rode a cow and hit us. Find him out. I'm going to ask him for advice!" said the great monk.

"Riding... the cow hit you?" Chang Wen said inexplicably, "Two, I will either walk or ride a horse when I wait for the flying fisherman, and there are no ones who ride a cow."

"Impossible, it's just the one riding a cow, that's it!" The monk said firmly, "I'm sure you can't make a mistake in the art of searching for the tongue."

Chang Wen was stunned, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered someone.

The corpse burner No. 7 of the Dongcheng Corpse Burning House, Qin He.

The flying fish and sharp men have a horse, so there is no need to ride a cow. The only one riding the cow is a corpse burner, which is easy to investigate.

The Qin River rides a cow and sways across the city, and it is no secret that the Feiyugu is in Feiyugu.

After all, he is the only one who can get from a corpse burner to a corpse burner in the past ten years.

"Who is making noise?"

At this moment, Gong Tianxing, the six-coin corpse burning officer, led his group to the gate of the camp, and Wei Wu followed behind.

The group walked out of the camp and saw the monk and Taoist priest, and their faces changed, especially Wei Wu, so it would be so exciting.

"Mr. Gong."

Chang Wen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. With this big guy coming up, no matter what the result was, it had nothing to do with him.

So Chang Hsin hurried over and briefly explained the matter.

"Ride a bull and hit a person?"

When Wei Wu heard this, the smile on his face could not be hidden, and he hurriedly whispered a few words in Gong Tianxing's ear.

Gong Tianxing nodded and said to the monk Taoist priest: "Two, if the corpse burner led by my Feiyuwei hits the two, my Feiyuwei will naturally give you justice."

After saying that, he looked at room temperature: "Call Qin He over and his cow."

He took the order at room temperature and hurriedly led people into the camp.

After a while, Qin He and his cow were taken out.

"It's you?"

When the monk saw Qin He, the scene from Fang County suddenly flashed through his mind.

I recognized it immediately.

At that time, he caught the little yellow cow, and this man made a fuss and coaxed him away.

"Who are you?" Qin He tilted his head and pretended to be stupid.

"I also asked who I am, if you rode a bull and hit me twice!" The monk gestured excitedly.

"Where do you say I hit you?" Qin He asked in confusion, his face did not blush, his heart would not beat, his hands would not tremble, and his acting skills were first-class.

"Where, look at this Buddha..." The monk lowered his head, revealing the two red dots above, which was indeed something like a cow horn hit.

"And I am!" The Taoist priest also let go of his hand covering his face and pointed at his face with a wounded face. "Look, what have you been hit by your cow."

When Qin He saw it, he said, "What a big guy, he's so big a turtle shell seal!"

It didn't fall at all, and it was full of seals on my face.

"Just say, what should you do if you knock us like this?" the monk shouted.

"Wait." Qin He hurriedly stopped and asked, "Why do you say that I hit you by riding a bull? Do you have any evidence?"

"I have the technique of savoring tongues and savoring magical powers. How could I wrongly accuse you?" said the monk.

"Take the magical powers of the tongue... Then you can try it again, maybe you will admit your mistake." Qin He's mouth raised slightly.

"Okay, I will convince you." After the monk said, he pinched his hands and muttered his words: "The wind and smoke from all directions are all in my mouth, Mani Pame Hum, looking for the tongue smell!"

After he finished speaking, his big tongue licked the calf's butt as fast as lightning.

Everyone was immediately surprised.

Only the Taoist priest and Wei Wu looked at the monk with hope.

At this time, the monk smacked his lips and his face froze.

"Why is this cow tasteless?"
Chapter completed!