Flower Master in the City

Ajahn, which means teacher, master, is used to honor monks and practitioners, and above is Long Po, which refers to the famous monks who have achieved Taoism throughout the country.

At the same time, Azan can also refer to the sorcerer and the head descender.

Among them, Azan in white is a sorcerer who practices regular methods; Azan in black refers to an evil sect descending head, who will do anything to achieve their goals.

The white-robed monk in front of him, although he was dressed in white, was still dressed as a monk, but from the very beginning of the summer, he smelled the stench of countless murderers on his body.

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

"You, what did you say?"

When Jin Xiangyue heard Xia Xia's words, she jumped up in shock: "Mr. Xia, did you just say that he killed my son?"

A trace of consternation flashed in the eyes of the white-robed monk, but he quickly shouted angrily: "Mrs. Zhong, you are also a fool, do you believe this kind of words, what kind of person is the poor monk?

After decades of hard work behind closed doors, I have only been out of the mountains for two years, and I don't know how many people have been saved! "

"Let's not say whether you have ever saved anyone."

Xia Tian curled his lips: "Even if you really saved a lot of people, is there any conflict with you killing his son?"

Xia Xia's questioning did not arouse the anger of the monk in white robe, but angered the servants who were watching.

"Shut up, you dare to slander Azamp!"

"He is a disciple of the contemporary holy monk Luang Po Yinluo, a virtuous monk who has practiced asceticism for decades!"

"Insult Azan, you are a devil!"

"Kill them!"

"..." The white-robed monk looked at Xia Xia with a smug expression on his face, and said lightly: "You scumbag, full of slander, dare to slander the virtues of poor monks, I am a born monk, You have never committed murder, you are slandering and slandering the Buddha, it is a sin that deserves death."

Su Beibei laughed at this time, and sarcastically said, "A born monk never commits murder. Opening and shutting up is a sin that deserves death?"

"You are not human at all, but the reincarnation of evil spirits."

The monk Baipao folded his hands together, and said with a righteous face: "My generation of Buddhists should eliminate you, and the world will be clear!"

Su Beibei felt more and more that something was wrong with the monk: "It's your right and wrong."

"Mrs. Zhong, if you believe these two people, you will really fall into the trap of evil spirits!"

With a serious expression on his face, the white-robed monk said to Jin Xiangyue, "Your son, originally a son of Buddha, was born to help all beings.

Therefore, if you provoke the hatred of evil spirits, you will be riddled with evil karma.

Originally, the poor monk had already exorcised most of them, but unfortunately the two people you brought in were possessed by evil spirits, and that was the reason why your son was harmed. "

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

"But Mr. Xia, he is a doctor, and he is a very famous doctor in China."

Although Jin Xiangyue was a little panicked, she was still sensible, and said slowly: "He can't be some kind of evil ghost, and I also met them by chance on the plane. They can't be here to harm my son."

"You are insane, and you can't even see this clearly."

When the monk Baipao heard this, he immediately corrected his remarks, "The poor monk did not say that these two were evil ghosts from the beginning, but that they were too virtuous and weak in mind. After coming to this mansion, they immediately It was taken advantage of by the evil spirits to enter and take away the soul."

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

Jin Xiangyue couldn't help being stunned when she heard this, looked at the son in her arms, it seemed that she was still silent, and she couldn't help but shudder.

At this moment, Jin Xiangyue's son suddenly cried out with a "wow".

"Wow wow..." Moreover, the more I cried, the louder it became, not only alive, but also full of energy, not like a child who had been sick for many years.

"Ahe, Ahe, you are alive, are you all right?"

Jin Xiangyue was overjoyed immediately, holding her son like a mad kiss.

Su Beibei clapped his hands and said with a smile, "I see who now says that Xia Xia is not a genius doctor, this is not to save people."

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

Jin Xiangyue came back to her senses and showed a very grateful expression: "I didn't expect my son to really live. This medical skill is amazing. You are no longer a genius doctor, you are simply a god alive."

Xia Tian was not surprised, and said lightly: "It's just a small matter."

"No, it might be a small thing for Mr. Xia, but for me, it's a big thing."

Jin Xiangyue was so excited that she didn't know how to express her gratitude for a moment, "I must thank you well, if you don't mind, I want to give you half of my property, no, all of it. "

"Wait!"

The monk Baipao was a little anxious, and immediately stopped Jin Xiangyue: "Mrs. Zhong, you are thanking the wrong person.

Your son's survival is entirely due to the poor monk's prayers and prayers these days and nights. Don't be deceived by these two demon-possessed people. "

Jin Xiangyue was stunned for a moment, and looked at the white-robed monk with a puzzled expression: "Azanpu, what are you talking about?

I just saw with my own eyes the needle that Mr. Xia gave my son. He is a genius doctor and can really bring the dead back to life. "

"He said he was a genius doctor, is he a genius doctor?"

With a serious tone, the monk Baipao persuaded and persuaded: "Mrs. Zhong, you are blinded by evil obstacles, the poor monk will consecrate you, remove this layer of fog, let you see the world clearly, and also There are these two demons."

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

"You are so brave, you dare to harm 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.

"Bang!"

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

"what?"

Su Beibei glanced at the person who came, and found that it was the old housekeeper. He didn't expect this person to be a hidden master.

The old housekeeper sullenly stared at Su Beibei coldly: "Azanpu is an eminent monk, and you will never be allowed to insult him! Die!"

Saying that, his hands turned into claws and grabbed towards Su Beibei's face and throat.

"go away!"

Su Beibei rolled his eyes and kicked the old housekeeper out! "Bang!"

The old housekeeper flew out like a cannonball, knocked down a wall, and fell into the courtyard.

"you!"

The white-robed monk stared with a surprised look, but he quickly regained his senses and shouted: "Dare to do something in front of the poor monk, it really is possessed by evil spirits, where is the Dharma protector!"

"exist!"

Several sturdy monks in white monk uniforms rushed in, holding sticks in their hands, glaring at Su Beibei and Xia Xia.

"Call me both of them out."

The white-robed monk pointed at Xia Xia and Su Beibei: "They are haunted by evil spirits, no matter if they are killed."

"Yes!"

Several sturdy monks took the lead, and swung the sticks in their hands to hit the top of Xia Xia and Su Beibei's heads.

Su Beibei snorted coldly: "Sure enough, they are a group of bad monks. If they open their mouths and shut up, they will beat people to death, and they say that they are Buddhist practitioners, which is ridiculous."

"Compassionate Bodhisattva, Angry-eyed King Kong, all are my Buddha's compassion!"

The white-robed monk snorted coldly, and his murderousness was even stronger: "Not to mention, subjugating demons and subduing demons is a matter of course! If you can't get rid of evil, you will be blamed instead."

Xia Tian curled his lips: "It really makes sense for both pros and cons, but unfortunately, in this world, it's not you who has the final say!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Su Beibei kicked away the two monks who besieged her, and said coldly, "I think you are the evil one. You were bowing your head to Mrs. Jin just now."

"A bunch of nonsense."

The white-robed monk said coldly.

Jin Xiangyue also shouted, "What nonsense."

"Change knives and form a demon formation!"

The white-robed monk's eyes were more murderous, but he sang the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, although it is for the purpose of subduing demons and subduing demons, it is not right to act rashly with murderous thoughts.

The poor monk punished himself for copying the scriptures three thousand times! "

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

"Just these little characters, it's not interesting."

Seeing this, Xia Xia said with some boredom: "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, dancing with sharp long knives, slashed at Su Beibei and Xia Xia.

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

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

Su Beibei thought his strength was light, so he put some strength on his feet and kicked them away again.

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

"These people, it seems that something is wrong."

Su Beibei was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that even if these monks were directly kicked to death, they might still stand up.

Xia Tian curled his lips and said casually: "I must have been hit with that or something."

"Then what?"

Su Beibei asked hesitantly.

"What else can be done, if they want to die, let them die."

Summer said casually.

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

Then I understood, "Did you kill that Azan, and the head down of them will be automatically lifted?"

"Girl Bei, you'll know if you try it."

Summer said casually.

When the monk Baipao heard this, his face changed, and he exclaimed loudly: "All protectors, come back to protect... poof!"

Before the words were finished, the man flew out.

"I thought you should have some skills, but that's what happened?"

Su Beibei succeeded with one blow, but her pretty face was full of doubts: "Head-lowering teacher or something, is he so weak?"

At this moment, the monk's upper body was suddenly cracked, and a thin arm flew out like a vine, and in the blink of an eye it held the top of her head.

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

Then, the power of the palm was like a landslide, making a deafening sound: "Die!"