SWDnovel Chapter 225 See What Happened
Chapter 225 See What Happened
"Flying Fish Guard, come out for Master Dao!"
"come out!"
Taoist priests and great monks began to call out.
The collision on the river surface made the face and plate that had already been braked all the way more injured and miserable.
So even if this is Feiyuwei's camp today, he still has to challenge him.
Especially the monk, who can't hold his breath.
twice!
The same cow!
Can this be tolerated?
He almost forgot the last time, but with today's collision, the feeling of humiliation from the previous time suddenly became clear again.
Running after hitting someone twice is too much!
It's so unethical!
Even if he tries his best to enter Feiyu Weizhao Prison again today, the great monk will have to find out this person, and settle the old and new grudges together.
The yelling and cursing of the two naturally quickly attracted Feiyuwei to be on duty.
Normal temperature and hundreds of households rushed out of the camp gate with people, and greeted before they arrived: "Who dares to yell and scold in front of Feiyuwei's gate, is it impatient to live?"
But when the room temperature came out and saw the person, his expression changed immediately.
He didn't recognize the black-faced Taoist priest, but he recognized the fat monk turned into ashes.
Caught three or four times, ran three or four times, and had a very deep and indissoluble bond with cow dung.
One of them was caught by him himself, and he carried it back to hand it in. As a result, his immediate boss Ji Chengliang's face turned black at that time, and he didn't give him a commendation, instead he gave him a few words of inexplicable reprimand.
Chang Wen couldn't figure it out, so he hurried to find out why the "seven captures of Meng Huo" were coming in and out.
Just inquire, good guy.
This big fat man is the direct disciple of Master Fachan, the abbot of Jinguang Temple!
Besides, the wife of the chief Tu Baishou of the crematorium is also his teacher's wife.
The relationship is a bit messy, but that's not the point. The point is that this identity is also ironclad to Feiyuwei.
Wei Wupan is a family matter, so others have to be careful if they dare to touch it.
"Isn't this Master Fahai? What brought you here?" Chang Wen hurriedly cleared his expression and asked with a smile.
In the end, it was fine if he didn't say this, but once he said this, it was purely a matter of which pot should not be opened and which pot should be lifted.
Monk Yao immediately stamped his feet, "Ami, your family is a Buddha, what kind of wind is it? It's the north wind. The north wind brought me here, and it still flew from the sky!"
"what?"
Chang Wen suddenly had question marks all over his head, not knowing what he said wrong.
Still flying from the sky?
Why don't you skate over the ice?
"Ah what, we just flew over from the sky." The Taoist added stubbornly.
"Who is this Taoist?" Chang Wen looked at the Taoist priest.
The Taoist raised his head and said: "Lingyun Temple, Wu De!"
Chang Wen's face changed again. He had never heard of the name Wu De, but Ling Yun was like a thunderbolt, and he was known as the leader of the Taoist sect. If this person can travel with Fa Hai, his status must not be bad.
Chang Wen suddenly felt bad, the two of them asked the teacher to blame, and if one didn't handle it well, he would definitely have to suffer again.
Lingyun Temple and Jinguang Temple are one of Feiyuwei's two supporters, and they have a long friendship.
Chang Wen cupped his hands, and asked bravely, "I don't know why you two came to my Flying Fish Camp?"
"Someone in your camp ran into us riding a bull, find him, and I will ask him for advice!" said the great monk.
"Riding... a cow bumped into you?" Chang Wen's face was inexplicable, and he said: "You two, I will wait for the flying fish warriors to either walk or ride a horse. No one rides a cow."
"Impossible, it's the one who rides the bull, that's it!" The great monk resolutely said, "My Buddha's tongue has tasted the art of tracking, and I will definitely not go wrong."
Chang Wen was stunned, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered a person.
The No. 7 cremator of Dongcheng crematorium, Qin He.
Feiyu Ruishi has a horse, so he doesn't need to ride a bull. The rider can only be the cremator, so it's easy to check.
It's no secret that Qin He rides a bull to swagger through the market in Flying Fish Guard.
After all, he was the only one who could become a cremator from a cremator in the past ten years.
"Who is making noise?"
At this moment, Gong Tianxing, the six-dollar cremator, led a group of people to the gate of the camp, and Wei Wu followed.
When a group of people walked out of the camp gate and saw the monks and Taoist priests, their faces changed, especially Wei Wu, so it was so exciting.
"Master Gong."
Chang Wen breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what the result is, it has nothing to do with him if this big guy comes forward.
So Chang Wen hurried over and explained the matter briefly.
"Riding a bull into a man?"
When Wei Wu heard this, he couldn't hide the smile on his face, and hurriedly whispered something in Gong Tianxing's ear.
Gong Tianxing nodded, and said to the monk and Taoist priest: "You two, if the cremator led by my Feiyuwei really bumped into you, I, Feiyuwei, will naturally give each of you justice."
After finishing speaking, he looked at Chang Wen: "Call that Qin He over, and his cow."
Chang Wen took the order and hurriedly led people into the camp.
After a while, Qin He and his cattle were brought out.
"It's you?"
When the monk saw Qin He, the image of Fang County suddenly flashed in his mind.
I recognized it right away.
At that time, he caught the little scalper, and it was this man who made a fuss and coaxed him away.
"Who are you?" Qin He tilted his head and pretended to be stupid.
"You also asked me who I am, and whether you hit me with a bull, twice!" The great monk gestured a 'two' excitedly.
"You said I hit you, where?" Qin He asked suspiciously, his face didn't blush, his heart didn't beat, his hands didn't shake, and his acting skills were top-notch.
"Where, look at this Buddha..." The great monk lowered his head, revealing the two red dots in the depression, which were indeed bumped by something like a bull's horn.
"And me!" The Taoist also let go of his hand covering his face, and pointed at his own face with a hurt face, "Look, what happened to you when you were hit by your cow."
Qin He took a look, good guy, what a bastard seal!
It didn't fall at all, and it was all printed on the face.
"Just say, what are you going to do if you hit us like this?" the great monk shouted.
"Wait." Qin He hurriedly stopped and asked, "Why do you say that I hit you while riding a bull? Do you have evidence?"
"The poor monk has the skill of tasting the tongue, which is the ability to track and trace supernatural powers. How can you be wronged?" said the monk.
"Taste the magical powers of your tongue...then try it again, maybe you'll admit it wrong." The corners of Qin He's mouth rose slightly.
"Okay, the poor monk will let you be convinced." The great monk said, and made a formula with his hands and muttered something in his mouth: "The wind and smoke from all directions enter my mouth. Mani Padme Hum, the taste of the tongue is found!"
After finishing the words, he licked the calf's ass with his big tongue "ziliu", as fast as lightning.
Everyone was suddenly surprised.
Only the Taoist priest and Wei Wu looked at the great monk expectantly.
At this time, I saw the great monk slapping his lips, his face froze.
"This cow, why is it tasteless?"