Chapter 975

If Bai Rong didn't leave, she would laugh when she heard the honest monk say that someone could come out.

According to her and tie Tu's alertness, they did not detect any signs of living people within a hundred meters, so they would not believe that someone was hiding in the tens of meters around them.

If she didn't leave, she would not only laugh but also be surprised.

Because after the honest monk's voice dropped for half a minute, a real man came out of the woods.

Goofy.

The man who came out was Gao Fei. Bai Rong and tie Tu passed through his hiding place just now, but they didn't find it, but the honest monk found it. This shows that there is a big gap between her and the old bald donkey.

"See the great king."

When Gao Fei went to the place where Tietu and tie Tu were standing just now, the honest monk put his hands together and bowed respectfully. He explained, "this is the last time I'll address you in a secular capacity. From then on, you will be the benefactor."

In one sentence, the honest monk changed his name from "great king" to "you", then to "you", and finally to "benefactor".

Gao Fei's eyes twinkled, and he said slowly, "no matter what you call me, even if it's like the dead old Shamao, I won't care. The success or failure of many things is not in terms of appellation, but by personal experience. "

"The benefactor is right."

The honest monk straightened up his waist and looked at Gao Fei flatly: "benefactor, I'm afraid the purpose of your coming this time is the same as that of the two just now?"

Goofy nodded: "yes, I have no other reason to come to you."

The honest monk shook his head and said calmly, "benefactor, you are not predestined."

Just now Bai Rong once asked who is the one who is destined. The honest monk blocked the process of going back with a sentence of "Heaven can't be revealed". Gao Fei certainly saw and heard it, but he still asked, "who is the one who is predestined?"

The honest monk didn't say that nonsense about Tianji, but said with a smile: "benefactor should be able to think about it."

"Can I think of it?"

Gao Fei frowned and asked in a voice, "is it him?"

The honest monk began to put on the comparison again: "boundless heaven."

Goofy takes a step forward.

It seems like a small step, but it is only about one and a half meters away from the honest monk.

At this distance, if he suddenly starts to make trouble, his momentum will certainly be quite appalling.

But the honest monk did not make any defensive action, just like the calm well water in the ancient well, he was still calm.

Goofy didn't do it.

He knew that sometimes force was not the best way to solve the problem, but asked in a deep voice: "he is just an ordinary person. Why should he be regarded as a predestined person to get something that has nothing to do with him?"

The honest monk looked up and down, just like the Buddha, relieved and asked with a smile: "if he is an ordinary person in the secular world, what qualification can he have to change the benefactor?"

Goofy sneered: "hum, I just change myself for the purpose!"

The honest monk shook his head and said faintly, "is the change in the benefactor's body also for yourself?"

Gao Fei's eyes pupils suddenly shrink, and his right hand blinks. He has already grasped the honest monk's throat.

But the honest monk lowered his eyes, a pair of death as if to return, I am self-confident and immobile.

Goofy squeezed a few words out of his teeth: "how do you know?"

When anyone's neck is pinched, it must be inconvenient to speak. So is an honest monk. So his voice sounds like a duck who has been trampled on his neck: "after a piece of white paper is dyed with ink, it will never be the same as before."

"He and I - it's just a kind of indulgence, hem."

Gao Fei sneered. His eyes were more murderous, but he let go of his hand and took a step back to his original position.

The honest monk may have been a great philosopher in his previous life, because his words are always rich in philosophy: "no matter where the donor comes from, he will be like a layman. The hardest one to cheat is himself, but the easiest one is still himself."

"You talk so much that I can't help pulling out your tongue."

Gao Fei coldly said this sentence, but frowned and looked at the toe, for a long time did not speak.

The honest monk didn't say anything. He just moved his sore neck and looked like a dignified treasure.

After pondering for a long time, Gao Fei suddenly laughed and said in a light voice, "in fact, it doesn't matter who is destined for him and me. The important thing is, I'm sure I can get that thing. "

After he figured out a truth, Gao Fei stopped asking about that thing, just like an old friend chatting: "old monk, speaking of it, I really want to congratulate you. Now you can be regarded as breaking through the devil's road and achieving the right result."

"Boundless heaven, goodness, goodness, what joy is there in life, and what fear is there in death? It's just a smoke in the air. "The honest monk smiles kindly. The breeze blows up one corner of his Taoist robe. It looks as if he can resist the wind at any time. The wind reaches the extreme: "the heart in the devil's way is the devil, the heart in the humanity is the human being. In fact, the devil's way of humanity is just a thought. As long as you realize it, it will be good."

"I didn't come here to listen to you."

Gao Fei slightly tilted his chin and directly asked, "Shen Yinbing, really a Shura?"

The honest monk sighed softly: "well, last summer, I had already told the benefactor's mother. Why talk about this again?"

"I don't know."

goofy said frankly, "can she really absorb the essence of Yang Qi and make men become eunuchs?"

The honest monk shook his head: "Buddha said, can't say, can't say, infinite heaven."

Gao Fei didn't pay attention to the old bald donkey, calling the Buddha for a while and preaching again. He just asked, "are you sure she can make waves?"

The honest monk turned his lips and said, "being is reasonable. Everything has its own reason."

Although the honest monk's answer is always in the clouds, Gao Fei still stubbornly asks: "who is the one who stops her?"

The honest monk looked up and down at Gao Fei, but he didn't say anything.

"I see."

Goofy nodded and said, "last question. If there is a struggle between the devil's way and the Shura Road, who is the final winner

The honest monk finally began to speak: "there is no winner."

"It's impossible. If two tigers fight, one will get hurt."

"If the two tigers fight, it is to fight for interests. But what if the benefits are gone? "

"Why are the interests gone? Where have they gone?

Goofy is after him.

”Dust to dust, earth to earth, infinite heaven. "

honest monks are not talking about people again.

”Hum, don't pretend to be struck by thunder. "

goofy sneered and said nothing more. He turned and walked quickly to the woods.

He came to find the honest monk today, but he didn't intend to get that thing. He just wanted to find out something.

Although the old monk's answer is always vague, especially the last question, it is still unclear. So, Gao Fei seems to understand something, and he is too lazy to write anything here, so he simply walks away.

Of course, he also wanted to kill the honest monk, especially when he pinched the old guy's neck. He hated the old bald ass to the extreme.

However, whenever he has a heart to kill, he will suddenly feel uncomfortable. It seems that as long as you look back, you can see a ghost standing in the sun looking at him coldly. As soon as he does something, the ghost will put the iron chain in his hand around his neck.

This feeling is very terrible and real. Although it is the noon of the golden age, the sun is shining and the sun is at its peak, he still dares not act rashly.

Because Gao Fei is not sure, if he does, the old Shamao with a broken broom will suddenly jump out of luogong tower, shouting evil obstacles in his mouth, and then beat him to death with a broom

If you can't bear it, you'll have a big plan. If you can't bear it, you'll make a big plan!

Gao Fei walked into the forest just one step, and suddenly heard the honest monk say, "benefactor, I'll send you another word."

Gao Fei stopped, but did not look back: "say!"

The voice of the honest monk was clear: "I saw that the Yin Hall of the benefactor turned black just now. I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster in the near future. It's time to leave. What's more, you have been put on a shackle to lock your ruthlessness, which is the reason why you are doomed to fail. All you have said, I hope the benefactor will have self-respect, boundless heaven, goodness, goodness. "

"I'm not myself. How did I get this bloody disaster? As for the shackles that bound me to be cruel, you think I will be reluctant to cut it off once I have succeeded

Goofy is silent and turns to look after a long time.

The stone house was empty, and there was no sign of an honest monk.

--

after leaving the woods and passing through Wenchang hall, Bai Rong and Bai Rong did not speak at all. They were pondering over the words of the honest monk.

"Eight gourd, the last to sell a sugar gourd

As soon as they walked out of the gloomy Wenchang hall, the sun was blazing on their faces, accompanied by the shouting of "Royal" peddlers (don't think that an individual can sell snacks in the scenic spot, but there must be backstage).

The sun is shining, the grass is green and the flowers are red, and the visitors are like weaving. The outside and Wenchang hall are just a wall apart, but it seems that there are two worlds.

The mood of the two people also suddenly brightened. Bai Rong shrugged her shoulders and scolded: "the old bald donkey, in fact, is a blind fool. He said that I had killed too much before, which was against the heaven's will. He pinched it, and hinted that I had already worked hard to find the right husband. Ha ha."

mystifying two times, Bai Rong looked at the iron slaughtering, and asked the ghosts and ghosts. "Old iron, except for that man, I know you now, you are a stick, will you be my good old fellow?"Iron Tu looked at her with strange eyes, and then went to the sugar gourd seller with a sneer: "in order not to wake up in the middle of the night, I would rather be a stick all my life."

white Rong was a blink, and then came to understand, and his white face was floating on the old fellow's angry red. He scolded: "grass, old iron, I drafted the uncle, you dare to be so satirical!" Do you think I'll take a fancy to you? I'd rather be a stone girl all my life, too... "

Bai Rong pinches her waist with both hands, and she scolds like a woman in a man's face. She had long been expected by Tietu, but he would not care. She took out ten yuan and bought two strings of sugar gourd. Then she turned and said, "OK, don't be shameful here. Come on, I'll treat you to eat --"

before she finished speaking, tie Tu found that Bai Rong had turned into a statue.

The sculptures with complex facial expressions, such as hatred, anger, reluctance, and sadness, are not far away from the steps.

Instinctively, tie Tu turned around to look at her eyes and saw a man.

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