As Yue Dong's voice fell, two sturdy men came out in front of me.
"I don't want to cause trouble, but I'm not afraid..."
Before I could finish speaking, one of the big guys raised his fist and banged at my head.
As the opponent's fist quickly enlarged in my eyes, I turned my head slightly and easily avoided the opponent's attack.
Seeing another sturdy man also waved his fist and smashed towards me, I raised my brows, turned sideways, and kicked the opponent's chest.
After a month of polishing my body, the strength on my feet has become stronger. This kick kicked the sturdy man and directly kicked the opponent out more than ten meters.
Kicked one of the big guys, and the other big guy was frightened and stood on the spot.
After a while, Yue Dong was the first to react, and shouted at me: "Beggar, no wonder you are so arrogant. It turns out that you have some ability. Next, if you have a seed, just stand here and wait for me. Now, I'll call some brothers over again."
"Yuedong donor, he has some means, might as well give him to the poor monk to deal with."
Hearing the words of Monk Pure Land, Yue Dong raised his brows and asked, "Master, this guy is a bit hard. Are you sure you can get him?"
"The monks don't slander."
"Okay, then you can help me abolish him now, and abolish him, I will give you more money for the incense from the Buddhatai Temple."
Nodding at Yue Dong, Monk Pure Land walked to my front. He folded his hands to me and said, "I think you are also a Taoist priest, that is, a Taoist priest. Why don't you go into the house to surrender the evil spirits, and instead fight with ordinary people here?"
"Hmph, the reason why the grieving ghost is formed is because the bad guys are still at large."
"Who is the bad guy and who is the evil spirit, you can't just listen to the words of the evil spirit."
"Then call the police and let the police tell right from wrong."
"You can call the police, but you have to get rid of the grieving ghost first, and then bury the grieving ghost's body."
Hearing the words of the monk of the Pure Land, I whispered: "To get rid of the grieving ghosts and to bury the widow grandson's body is tantamount to destroying the corpse.
Without evidence, even if the police came, it would be difficult to convict Yue Dong, and the inability to convict Yue Dong is just to let the bad guys go unpunished. "
"Amitabha, do you really want to be with ghosts?"
"Master Pure Land, are you really going to be a tiger?"
Seeing me and Jingtu tit-for-tat, and didn't do anything for a long time, Yue Dong stepped forward two steps to the side of the monk, and asked the Jingtu: "Master, when will you do it?"
Nodded softly to Yue Dong, Pure Land was silent for a moment, and then said to me: "If you are obsessed, the poor monk can only teach you an unforgettable lesson today."
"Master, do you want to fight with me and spells in front of these ordinary people?"
"Why not in front of ordinary people?"
When I heard the words of Pure Land, I frowned, knowing that the strength of Taoist priests is far beyond ordinary people's understanding. In order not to cause panic, Taoist priests generally do not show their skills in crowded places. The pure land monk in front of me wants to compete with me in front of ordinary people. There may be only one reason, that is, deliberately revealing his strength and trying to increase the popularity of Buddhatai Temple.
Seeing that I didn’t speak, the monk of the Pure Land smiled and said, “God has the virtue of being a good man. If you are afraid, you can leave here immediately. As long as you don’t get in the way of complaining about ghosts, the poor monk can let you go. ."
"Master, keep saying that the one on the left wants to teach me, and the one on the right wants to let me go. Is it possible that the master thinks that your strength is really above me?"
"The sea of learning is boundless, the poor monk dare not say that he is the best in the world, but it should be more than enough to deal with you."
"It's also considered fate for everyone to meet together. Fighting at the first meeting is a bit hurt. I don't like this. How about you and me fighting in front of everyone?"
"Fighting? How to fight."
"The TV series "Journey to the West", master, have you watched it?"
Seeing Jing Tu nodded gently, I smiled and said: "In "Journey to the West", the four monks and apprentices of Tang Seng and his apprentice once fought with three monsters when passing by Che Chi Guo. In this section, the master can still remember."
"Do you want to compete with me to beg for rain, sit on the altar, behead your head, dig your heart, and get into the pan?"
"Master, your hostility is a bit heavier. You and I are fighting in front of the villagers, without beheading and digging. It's so bloody. I think we might as well make a pile of fire. You and I are playing with fire. How about the game?"
"The poor monk has never been afraid of the sword. The poor monk is also good at taking chestnuts out of the fire. Do everything as you say, but the poor monk needs to speak first. If the poor monk wins this fight, Please leave Yuejiaping directly."
"Then if I win, what about the master?"
"If you win by luck, the poor monk will leave Yuejiaping directly, and the poor monk promises not to bother about the grieving ghosts."
Seeing Monk Jingtu finished speaking, I nodded solemnly. I smiled slightly and turned to Yue Nannan and said, "Village chief, please arrange for a bonfire in this yard. Then I will go with Jingtu. Master fights well."
Hearing what I said, Yue Dongnan nodded and ran away with the two villagers. After a while, Yue Dongnan brought two villagers with firewood and came to me.
"This is the first time I have seen this fighting method. Let me do it myself. I want to burn the fire a little." After Yue Dong finished speaking, he also asked someone to bring a bottle of gasoline. Pour gasoline on the firewood, Yuedong lit the gasoline, and the firewood pile soon ignited a raging flame.
When the raging fire became more and more prosperous, the Pure Land stepped forward to the fire. After looking at everyone, he slowly raised his left hand.
Muttered a few spells in a low voice, and a golden light appeared on Pure Land's left hand. From a distance, Pure Land's left hand looked like a golden hand.
Everyone was surprised when they saw this scene. However, without waiting for everyone to slow down, Pure Land plunged his left hand into the fire. After roasting for more than ten seconds, Pure Land grabbed a piece of hot coal and slowly retracted his arm.
"Master, it's amazing. Except for the scorched hairs on your hands, everything is fine. This skill, some people definitely have nothing to do with it."
Hearing what Yue Dong said, Jing Tu smiled slowly and turned his head to vibrate to me: "The poor monk uses the Buddhist vajra hands. The vajra hands do not invade water or fire. What do you use to fight against the poor monks? "
(End of this chapter)