Chapter 198

The monk with a scabby head touched his head in some distress, then put down his arms decadent, crossed his hands slowly, and said at the same time:

"Zhou Cha, Yin Si is very big, I know;

But it's sunny here after all. No matter how long your hands are, you can't stir up the wind and rain here.

Besides,

I haven't passed away yet! "

The monk with a scabby head suddenly propped up his arms, and two pieces of Rune paper appeared in his palm. The rune paper was purple, and at this time, there was a little electric snake flowing inside.

When the monk with a scabby head first entered the bookstore, he mocked the Taoist priest and pointed out that he and the Taoist priest were not the same people, because in his view, the Taoist priest was nothing more than a God who mixed food and drink, and he was really a Taoist.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo..."

The little sisters standing in the row beside the railing on the second floor made such a voice together. For a time, the position on the first floor unexpectedly raised a gust of Yin wind.

A monk,

With a group of ghosts,

This collocation is a little strange,

But it actually adds a little sense of home combat to the monk.

"I don't care about the living, but the ghost is my business. You monk, have crossed the boundary!"

"Let's see. Whoever dies will live. I really think that taking a ghost certificate will be invincible in the world. The world is big, and it's not just a city!"

The monk with a scabby head pounced directly on him. He was not tall, but his thighs were very thick. This kind of short legged tiger could run like the wind!

"Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo..."

Zhou Ze is preparing to rush in the same way,

But at this time, a black silk was spit out from the mouths of all the little sisters above, and instantly fell down and wrapped around his armor. Then the originally soft silk suddenly worked together. In an instant, Zhou Ze was like a prey wrapped by a spider's web.

Subconsciously want to get rid of it, but feel like you are trapped in a mire, unable to extricate yourself.

The monk with a scabby head was close, and Zhou Ze could even hear the "Zizi" sound from the talisman in the palm of each other's hand.

Close your eyes,

No way out,

Zhou Ze can only choose to enter that state,

Although his current physical condition is not very good and he has not fully recovered, Zhou Ze feels that it is not a problem to solve the trouble in front of him, and he will be in a coma for another half a month.

"Hum!"

Just as Zhou zegang closed his eyes, a long tongue suddenly extended from the second floor and was whipped like a whip.

"Pa Pa Pa Pa............................"

It seemed that every young lady was slapped hard in the face.

All the silk threads wrapped around Zhou Ze's armor were also broken, and Zhou Ze regained his freedom.

Little Luoli's figure appeared on the second floor, holding a "third grade math problem set".

She actually secretly found a place to do her homework!

Little Luoli rubbed her eyes, yawned, stretched out her tongue and licked her lips. Then she put one hand on the railing and looked at Zhou Ze below. She was a little girl who couldn't help but feel sleepy after staying up late doing her homework. She looked cute and charming.

When the monk with a scabby head came to Zhou Ze, Zhou Ze put his fingernails directly in front of him.

"Poof!"

The mangy monk's palms were pierced by Zhou Ze's fingers,

But in an instant,

The electric snake on the rune paper seemed to be endowed with vitality and rushed directly into Zhou Ze's body. Zhou Ze felt paralyzed all over his body and knelt subconsciously.

Even though the monk with a scabby head endured the piercing of his palms, he still kept standing with a sneering smile on his mouth.

"The poor monk said

The next moment,

Zhou Ze raised his head and his fingernails grew again.

"Poof!"

Like the sound of torn cloth,

The palms of the monk with a scabby head directly burst open,

"Ah ah!!!"

The mangy monk screamed and kept retreating. After losing his hands, he looked so uncoordinated, especially his arms like popsicles, which seemed very abrupt.

Zhou Ze took several deep breaths,

He is a little tired,

Because of little Luoli's help before, he still didn't choose to enter that state. If he can't be paralyzed, he won't be paralyzed. Who likes to do nothing, play and faint.

Some reluctantly stood up, and there were many potholes on the armor, like scars left by fire.

To be honest, if it weren't for this suit of armor, Zhou Ze would probably have been killed by the Rune of the monk with a scabby head just now. That kind of thing is really a big nemesis for ghosts.

With his hands behind him and his forehead up, the monk with a scabby head paid attention to maintaining his pride at this time.

Zhou Ze felt a little strange, because when he last met in the bookstore, although the monk with a scabby head seemed to him to be a second grader, he still had the demeanor of an eminent monk. Why is this here not only a playful woman, but also so bouncing when fighting?

It's not that stars like to play with people,

The contrast between the people before and after the goods is really a little unpredictable.

"Woo woo......"

The ladies on the second floor still seem to want to do something.

Little Luoli turned her head and opened her mouth again;

The long tongue showed no mercy this time, directly pierced them one by one like ice sugar gourd, and then the long snake danced and rolled in the space on the second floor,

With the girls on their tongues, they also rotate, jump and close their eyes.

In this way, it looks like a childlike child found a novel game, but soon she got tired of it. With a flick of her tongue, the young ladies and sisters on it fell down one by one, hit the ground, and stacked together, like paper people, or inflatable dolls that were vented.

Take a long breath,

Little Luoli stuck out her tongue, which seemed to be a little sour. Then she picked up the automatic pen, opened the problem set, and urged:

"You go on, I'll do my homework."

After half a month's absence, Zhou Ze found that little Luoli seemed to have returned to the cold and arrogant feeling he used to have, and his acting style was also unrestrained.

It's like when she first read in her bookstore. When she was tired, she ran to the next door to take away the ghost of Xu Qinglang's parents, put a poss and watched Xu Qinglang lie on the ground crying, then waved back to the next door to read.

Maybe it's because her injury has completely recovered?

But your soul blood is still in my hand,

I'm very upset about your dragging,

Are you the boss or am I the boss?

Zhou Ze wanted to ask little Luoli to come down and fight angrily, but he thought it was a little inappropriate for the child to disturb her as an adult when he said he would do his homework?

The monk with a scabby head was not idle at this time. He bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his mouth began to chant spells constantly.

For a time, the Sanskrit sound was vast, like a spotlight behind him, with a sacred and inviolable breath.

This light made Zhou Ze feel a little uncomfortable,

Many times, Zhou Ze forgot that he was actually a ghost. Instead, he still thought he was a person. Until this moment, he clearly perceived the difference between human and ghost.

In this world, there are many things that naturally restrain ghosts.

Fortunately, Xu Qinglang was not idle at this time. He was very straightforward. He didn't take talisman paper or goggles, because he knew that his things were all for dealing with ghosts. Similarly, no matter how cool the monk's Buddha light poss was, it could only have a little effect on Zhou Ze, and it didn't have much effect on Xu Qinglang, or even no effect.

Therefore, Xu Qinglang used the most direct method to hit directly!

Lao Xu can fight. Although he looks like a woman, he was also a hooligan when he was young. If he hadn't been ordered by the police chief to turn around, he might still be a very non mainstream hooligan now, and his boxing skills are actually good.

Before the monk with a mangy head read a few verses, he ate several fists of Xu Qinglang in succession,

This is a bit of bullying,

The cultivation of the monk with a scabby head is indeed higher than that of Xu Qinglang, but many of his methods are to deal with demons and ghosts. Xu Qinglang is a man, so what he learned all his life has become the skill of killing dragons, which he can't use at all.

In addition, the monk's hands had just been torn by Zhou Ze, and now he was beaten by Xu Qinglang so that he didn't even have a temper.

Xu Qinglang also became more and more addicted. He even overturned the monk on the ground, and then sat on him with a golden knife and directly smoked back and forth.

"Pa Pa Pa!!!"

Zhou Ze on one side slowly took back his armor,

He remembered that Xu Qinglang once said that his fight was like a bitch's fight, and he only knew how to scratch,

Now look at the way Xu Qinglang fights,

Tut tut.

Like those young ladies, the mangy monk was beaten and began to leak,

In the end,

Smoking, the mangy monk turned into a paper man. The paper man painted the appearance of the mangy monk, with the eight words of his birth written on it and seven words of "greed, hatred, ignorance, hatred, hatred and lust".

Little Luoli came down from upstairs, looked at the paper on the ground, and said, "this is not the monk's real body. It should be a substitute left. It's really a good way to leave the things that violate the precepts on his body, leaving only purity and Buddha nature."

Zhou Ze nodded, so that the inconsistent reaction of the monk with a scabby head could make sense.

It's just, what exactly exists here?

Or... Secret?

Zhou Ze walked forward and tried to push open the screen in front of him, but he found that the screen was fake and painted on the wall.

"The space here seems very large, but in fact it is very small, including the rooms on the second floor. The doors and windows are painted." Little Luoli said.

Zhou Ze retreated two steps,

Then he sprinted forward and kicked on the screen.

"Bang!"

The screen is broken,

Even this wall collapsed with it,

ahead,

It is a very dark space,

There are dozens of people of different ages standing alone in it, shaking constantly. They are the souls of the dead, that is, the performance lost by boss Zhou during this period of time.

At the feet of the dead, a few flowers were blooming scattered.

The petals are graceful,

The stamens are attractive,

The fragrance of flowers is fragrant,

The flowers are Tingting.

"What kind of flower is this? It's very beautiful. I haven't seen it before.

Isn't it 520 today?

It's just right to pick up some and send them back. It's not in vain, is it? "

Xu Qinglang asked, pointing to the flowers in front of him.

Then he didn't get a response,

Turn your head and look behind you,

Xu Qinglang found that Zhou Ze and Xiao Luoli looked at him with a fool's eye.

"Eh? What's the matter?" Xu Qinglang asked suspiciously.

Little Luoli pointed to the flowers in front and looked at Xu Qinglang,

Opening channel:

"There is no shore on the other side of the flower, and the soul falls and forgets the river, which is still in the river,

This is... The other shore flower. "