The bodhisattva is a fat monk with a smile, very similar to the Changlong elephant, and always has a smile on his face, as if nothing in this world can affect his mood.

Laughter is always open, this is the state of his life.

But at this time, there was no smile on his face, and his expression was as terrible as the evil spirit.

The eyes are like a brass bell, the eyes are full of thick blood, the corners of the mouth are slightly down, the appearance of gritted teeth, straight to make people's hearts hair.

Really, his expression, not like a living person can show, only in the eight cold and eight hot hell of the devil, can show such a hateful and angry expression.

When I looked at him, he looked at me too.

The kind of anger that I wanted to choose and eat the eyes, scared me enough, my legs were soft, and I almost did not collapse on the ground.

Suddenly, the voice of the Miao Wu people came out of the forest, as if they were chanting a mantra.

Listening to his mantras a little trembling, should be hurt, every word is very light, standing in my position, can only barely hear the first three words of the spell.

"The burning of the heavenly palace is still the true spirit, top five poisons to the three clear, the dilemma has no escape law..."

With the sound of the chanting, there was a sudden green smoke on the other side of the forest, which seemed to be able to shine and look very clearly at night.

This green smoke should be a kind of medicine, but what is it used for, I really can't think of it, I just know that it is not something that can be touched at will.

To say that the Miao Wu people are also killing red eyes, this green smoke is not only for the smell of bodhisattvas, but also for me, it is estimated that my life is no longer important in his eyes, he is determined to kill this fat monk...

“You are winning with me!It is not with this little bastard!Why is it so bad?”

The bodhisattva shouted loudly, and almost every word roared out.

I listened to me, and it was like a thunderstorm, and when he shouted, my ears did not slow down, and he was always ringing in his ears.

"Dead thief balding! don't talk nonsense with me! since you want to fight! then divide a life and death with me!" Miao Wufuang shouted back, laughing wildly: "If you are dead!

The bodhisattva no longer moved his mouth with him, stepped forward, and blocked me behind.

The rest of the day just gave me a dream.

Originally I thought this was the case, the bodhisattva took me to retreat first, and then found an opportunity to force out the clams in the body, and slowly and then with the Miao Wu people to calculate the final account.

But he did not retreat to my expectations, and he did not take the clams in his body seriously, let the blood flow on his neck, and did not mean to do it with those worms.

In the face of the green smoke that floated, the bodhisattva jerked a mouth, like a fan, and sucked all these green smokes into it.

I saw this scene when I was sad, the heart said that the medicine can be so broken?

Is this a fat monk still a human being?

“It’s been offended!”

The bodhisattva roared, ran straight into the woods, and saw what that meant, it should have been the sprint of the warriors who had killed them.

The power is strong, and the tonnage is also full.

He can shake a step on the ground, and you can imagine how much oppression his weight gives.

I have to say that the fat man ran very fast, he turned his head, and the forest was quiet, not only did not have the sound of confrontation, but also did not speak the two of them.

That kind of quiet to strange atmosphere, straight to my heart a little bottom.

“Didn’t they fight... the Miao Wu people ran away?”I muttered in my heart, and at this moment, I found that the temperature around me had dropped a lot, as if it had suddenly crossed into winter.

cold.

Really, it was really cold, and the skin on the body seemed to be attached to the ice, and I was a little tremble.

I have some wonder in my heart, my heart said that the temperature in this mountain can change ah, the previous second is just a cold wind, how this suddenly became...

Thinking of this, I subconsciously looked to the left and right, and I froze at this look.

At the corner of the village, a group of foggy people stood there, looking at me motionless.

“Aren’t you dead?”

Seeing them, my eyes were almost out of my eyes, and the mist was not someone else, but the villagers who were disposed of by us.

Ten villagers, one not.

It's not just the old village leader who's there, but even the old baldness that we've made up under the mountain, what's the situation?!

It is difficult to make these bodies die... the three souls and seven spirits can return to their homes?!

The villagers saw me, did not squeak, brushed the smile, and raised their feet to my side.

In fact, they are already soul-like grievances, and the body is false, not a substantial existence.

But every step they take, they can make a clear sound of footsteps, which makes me a little confused.

The body is iniquity, the soul is also iniquity, but what is this kind of iniquity?

Monsters like theirs, I haven’t seen them at all in a book, and my grandfather hasn’t said it.

I do not have a device on my body, all the equipment is left in the mountains, coupled with my physical state is worrying, the Miao Wu people blocked back of the breath has begun to eat up... Now don't say that they, that is, the most ordinary kind of wrong to clean up me, I may not be able to fight back!

“Dog Day’s Miao Wu...if it weren’t for you... I couldn’t have come to this situation either...” I gritted my teeth and tried to get up from the ground and struggled twice, but I couldn’t make it.

Seeing that the villagers were getting closer and closer to me, I struggled more and more, like a fish on the chopping board, crazy throbed, but there was no use.

Just as I was beginning to despair and prepare to give up the struggle, I just listened to a snoring, as if something had broken through the air.

When I looked at the sound, the thing that flew from a distance was firmly inserted on the ground.

It is a flag... nor can it be said to be a flag, a simple dead branch, wearing a small piece of triangular cloth.

The cloth looks a little familiar, not only the material is familiar, the color is also...Isn't this a sweatshirt worn by a bodhisattva?!

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

With this evil bang, the villagers stopped very suddenly and did not continue to approach me.

And the missing piece of cloth slowly dispersed an unglaring golden light.

The brightness of the golden light is not high, but it is enough to see, it is a kind of soft to the extreme light, as if there is no temperature, can make people feel a little warmth.

Look closely, the cloth is painted with characters, not ink, as if with gold powder mixed with water to write on.

It's not a Taoist spell, it's not like a Buddha's spell... or, it's not a spell at all!

The content on the cloth does not look like a pattern, it should be a word, but after watching it for a while, I did not recognize what kind of words, that font is not like China at all!

“Are you still bothering other people now?”

The mad laughter of Miao Wu suddenly came from the forest, and the position of the sound was not close to me, and there should be a distance of about two hundred meters.

“Bombing!”

A loud noise like an explosion followed, and Miao Wu's laughter disappeared, and the forest was once again dead.

"This fat old man can really be trusted... if he doesn't help... these villagers in Hat Village can't tear me up..."

I spit and looked at the "flag" carefully, and I was only very happy.

The villagers did not move their steps, but they did not seem to have the intention of leaving, standing on the original looking at me, brushing their mouths wide and screaming silently...

“If you want to protect him, I’ll kill him first!”

The voice of Miao Wu suddenly came from behind me, and I found that the sound was getting closer and closer, and the hair on my back stood up.

Before I could turn back, Miao Wu people had clamped my neck, and the thin palms were like iron pliers, feeling the irresistible force, but for a moment, I lost my rebellious heart...

"If you kill him, you will die."