Azan, which means teacher, master, is used as a respectful title for monks and practitioners, and above is Long Po, which refers to the eminent monk who is famous all over the country.

At the same time, Azan can also refer to wizards and heads-down masters. Among them, Azan in white is a wizard who practices formal methods; and Azan in black refers to the head-subduing master of the evil sect, who will do anything to achieve his goal.

The white-robed monk in front of him, even though he was dressed in white, was still dressed like a monk, but Xia Tian smelled the fishy smell of countless murders on him from the very beginning.

Although this person has tried his best to cover it up, but he can hide it from others, but he can't hide it from Xia Tian.

"You, what did you say?" Jin Xiangyue jumped up in shock when she heard Xia Tian's words: "Mr. Xia, you just said, that he killed my son?" Quickly shouted angrily: "Mrs. Zhong, you are also a fool. Do you believe such words? What kind of person is a poor monk? After decades of hard work behind closed doors, he has only been out of the mountain for two years.

I don't know how many people! "

"Let's not talk about whether you have saved people." Xia Tian pouted: "Even if you really saved many people, is there any conflict with you killing his son?"

Xia Tian's questioning words did not arouse the anger of the white-robed monk, but angered the servants who were watching.

"Shut up, how dare you slander Azanpu!"

"He is a disciple of Luangpo Yinluo, a contemporary holy monk, a virtuous monk who has worked hard for decades!"

"Insulting Azan, you are an evil ghost!"

"Kill them!"

"..." The white-robed monk looked at Xia Tian with a relaxed expression on his face, and said lightly: "You evil man, full of slanderous words, dare to slander the poor monk's virtue, I am a born monk, Never committed murder, you are defiled

The Buddha slanders the Buddha, and it is a crime worthy of death. "

Su Beibei laughed at this time, and said sarcastically: "A born monk, never commits crimes, just opening and shutting up makes people deserve death?"

"You are not human at all, but evil spirits reincarnated." The white-robed monk clasped his hands together and said righteously: "I am a Buddhist, and I should eradicate you and restore the world to a clear sky!"

Su Beibei felt more and more that something was wrong with this monk: "It's up to you to be right or wrong." "Mrs. Zhong, if you believe these two people, you will really fall into the trap of evil spirits!" With a serious expression, he said to Jin Xiangyue: "Your son was originally born as a Buddha, and he was born to help all living beings. So

Only by provoking the hatred of evil spirits will one be entangled in evil karma. Originally, the poor monk had exorcised most of them, but unfortunately the two people you attracted were possessed by evil spirits, and that's why your son was harmed. "

Jin Xiangyue didn't believe in Buddhism at first, but her husband's family were all Buddhists, and she also had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and invited this white-clothed Azan, who had been quite famous in recent years, to come back to the town house.

"But Mr. Xia, he is a doctor, and he is a very well-known miracle doctor in China."

Although Jin Xiangyue was a little panicked, but still rational, she said slowly: "He can't be some kind of evil spirit, and I also met them by chance on the plane. They can't possibly come to harm my son." You are so wise and blinded that you can’t even see this clearly.” The white-robed monk heard this and immediately corrected his rhetoric, “The poor monk didn’t say that these two were evil spirits in the first place, but that they The virtue is too shallow, the mind is not strong, come

After arriving at the mansion, the evil spirits immediately took advantage of the gap to enter and took away the soul. "

Then he added: "You said that he is a miracle doctor and has the ability to bring the dead back to life, so he gave your son an injection. Is your son alive now?"

Jin Xiangyue couldn't help being stunned when she heard this, and looked at the son in her arms, who seemed to be still silent, and her heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, Jin Xiangyue's son suddenly cried "Wow".

"Wow wow..."

Moreover, the crying became louder, not only alive, but also full of energy, not like a child who had been ill for many years.

"Ahe, Ahe, you're alive, are you okay?" Jin Xiangyue was overjoyed immediately, hugging her son and kissing wildly.

Su Beibei clapped her hands and said with a smile: "I see who still says that Xia Tian is not a miracle doctor. This is not saving people's lives."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xia is a genius doctor, the number one genius doctor in the world."

Jin Xiangyue came back to her senses, showing a very grateful expression: "I didn't expect my son to live. This medical skill is simply amazing. You are not a miracle doctor, you are like a god alive."

Xia Tian was not surprised, and said lightly: "It's just a small matter." "No, it may be a small matter to Mr. Xia, but to me, it is simply a big thing." Know how to express your gratitude, "I must thank you well

, if you don't mind, I would like to give you half of my property, no, all of it. "" Slow down! The white-robed monk became a little anxious, and immediately stopped Jin Xiangyue: "Mrs. Zhong, you thanked the wrong person." Your son's survival is entirely due to the poor monk chanting scriptures and praying for blessings day and night these days. You must not be possessed by these two evil spirits

people have been cheated. "

Jin Xiangyue was stunned for a moment, and looked at the white-robed monk with a suspicious expression: "Azanpu, what are you talking about? I just saw Mr. Xia give my son an injection. He is a miracle doctor, and he can really bring the dead back to life."

"He said he is a miracle doctor, so he is a miracle doctor?" The white-robed monk said in a earnest tone, persuading him: "Mrs. Zhong, you have been blinded by evil obstacles, and this poor monk will consecrate you. Get rid of this layer of fog, so that you can see clearly the world and these two evil spirits.

"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pressed it on the top of Jin Xiangyue's head, a white light leaked from his palm and poured into Jin Xiangyue's brain.

"You are really a coward, you dare to hurt people in front of us." Seeing this, Su Beibei didn't bother to say anything polite, so she walked over and punched the white-robed monk in the face.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of the white-robed monk, blocking Su Beibei's punch.

"Huh?" Su Beibei glanced at the person who came, and found that it was the old housekeeper. Unexpectedly, this person was a hidden master.

The old housekeeper stared at Su Beibei coldly with a gloomy face: "Azanpu is a virtuous and eminent monk, and you will never be allowed to insult him! Die!"

As he spoke, his hands turned into sharp claws, and he grabbed Su Beibei's face and throat.

"go away!"

Su Beibei rolled her eyes, and kicked the old butler away!

"Boom!"

The old butler flew out like a cannonball, collided with a wall, and fell into the courtyard.

"You!" The white-robed monk stared at him with an expression of surprise, but he quickly came back to his senses and shouted, "If you dare to do anything in front of this poor monk, you are indeed possessed by an evil spirit. Where is the guardian!"

"exist!"

A few burly monks in white robes rushed in, holding sticks in their hands, glaring at Su Beibei and Xia Tian.

"Shoot the two of them out to me." The white-robed monk poked at Xia Tian and Su Beibei: "They are haunted by evil spirits, so they don't matter if they are killed."

"Yes!" Several burly monks took the order, swung the sticks in their hands and aimed at the tops of Xia Tian and Su Beibei's heads, and smashed them over.

Su Beibei snorted coldly: "Sure enough, they are a group of bad monks. They will beat people to death when they open their mouths and shut their mouths. They also say that they are Buddhist practitioners. It's ridiculous."

"The Bodhisattva of Compassion and the Vajra with angry eyes are all the compassion of my Buddha!"

The white-robed monk snorted coldly, and his killing intent became even stronger: "What's more, subduing demons and subduing demons is a matter of course! You can't eliminate evil, but you will be blamed instead."

Xia Tian curled his lips: "It's true that both pros and cons are right, but unfortunately, this world is not up to you!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Su Beibei kicked away the two monks who were besieging her, and said coldly: "I think you are the evil one. You were just lowering your head for Mrs. Jin."

"It's nonsense." The white-robed monk said coldly.

Jin Xiangyue followed suit and said, "It's nonsense."

"Change the knife, form the demon formation!"

The white-robed monk's eyes became more murderous, but he chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, although it is for the purpose of subduing demons, but it is not right to want to kill. The poor monk is punished by copying the scriptures three thousand times!"

The sticks in the hands of the monks were suddenly stripped from the middle, revealing a large section of the blade with sharp edges on both sides.

"Just these small characters, nothing interesting."

Seeing this, Xia Tian said boredly: "You look like a waste, you should have a master or something, just ask him to come out and die."

Seven or eight young monks, wielding sharp long knives, slashed at Su Beibei and Xia Tian.

While dodging, Su Beibei kicked these monks out one by one.

However, these monks quickly stood up, picked up the knives in their hands, and continued to slash at her.

Su Beibei thought her strength was too light, so she added some strength to her feet and kicked them away again.

These monks flew upside down, sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood, and then all stood up again, slashing with their knives as if nothing had happened.

"There seems to be something wrong with these people." Su Beibei was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that even if these monks were kicked to death, they might still stand up.

Xia Tian curled his lips, and said casually: "I must have been hit by that kind of head drop."

"Then what should we do?" Su Beibei asked hesitantly.

"What else can I do, if they want to die, let them die." Xia Tian said casually.

Su Beibei said flatly: "These monks are also manipulated by others, there is no need to kill them."

Then I understood, "Is it because killing that Azan will automatically remove the head bow among them?"

"Baby girl, you will know if you try it." Xia Tian said casually.

When the white-robed monk heard this, his expression changed, and he shouted loudly: "Guardians, come back and protect... Puff!"

Before he finished speaking, the man flew out.

"I thought you should have some skills, but this is the result?"

Su Beibei succeeded in one blow, but her pretty face was full of doubts: "Are you so weak, the head-down master?"

At this moment, the monk's upper body split open suddenly, and a skinny arm flew out like a vine, and it pressed down on the top of her head in the blink of an eye.

The speed was so fast that even Su Beibei couldn't react.

Then, the power of the palm was like an avalanche, and there was a deafening noise: "Die!"