Catching monsters Most demons in the world now are a minority.
Likewise, Taoist priests also exist.
Since there is a demon, the Taoist priest naturally has a reason to pursue it and try to conquer or kill it.
The people around me didn't seem to care so much about the shouting.
It felt like it was a common occurrence, and indeed I heard it every day.
What he saw was a man in his twenties wearing plain clothes and disheveled hair, pointing around with a chopstick and shouting.
"Amitabha, this is also a poor person."
Visitors to Jing'an Temple are no longer surprised by this disheveled man.
There are always a few days a month when he runs around Jing'an Temple holding something in his hand.
I heard that he was probably taken in by people from Jing'an Temple a few years ago, and sometimes went crazy and sometimes sober.
When he was awake, the man did a lot of heavy work in Jing'an Temple and was a completely quiet person.
But when he is crazy, he will point an object at people and call out where the monsters are escaping, saying that he is a Taoist priest who subdues monsters.
Taoist priest No one believed it.
Because when he is awake, he is a "mute" who cannot speak, as if he has lost his memory.
And when he's crazy, he's just like a parrot who can only repeat one or two sentences.
He doesn't get sick every day, there are always a few days every month, just like a woman's period.
It's safe and sound, and it's fixed that those days will be crazy.
No one knew the man, and Jing'an Temple would not ignore him, so he was admitted to the temple to train.
If it weren't for the fact that he was always sick for a few days, the man's handsome appearance would have attracted the attention of many women.
But it's a pity that he is just a sick lunatic The people around him looked at him with pity in their eyes.
They all shook their heads in regret.
How could a good person become like this?
"Monster, I'm going to take you in" The man yelled, and without waiting for the other monks behind him to come forward and pull him, he ran up to Shen Ziyu and pointed at her with the brown chopsticks.
There are always mentally retarded people who appear in front of our ancestors looking for a sense of presence.
Arguing with a psychopath Not quite yet.
Shen Ziyu didn't finish, he hugged the fox and continued to knead Qilin's head.
On the contrary, Yan Qingyang, who was guarding the adults from behind, couldn't bear it: No matter if you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid, you just can't point at the adults with chopsticks.
Especially since this was a mistake.
What's wrong with you being a monster?
A mentally ill person wants to take you in.
Bah.
Yan Qingyang stood in front of the adults and knocked the chopsticks that the man pointed at him with his hands, his expression cold.
"Who are you to dare to fight against me?"
The man stumbled forward, his eyes wandering from Shen Ziyu to Yan Qingyang.
Regardless of whether he was a real Taoist priest or a fake Taoist priest, just because of his attitude, Yan Qingyang wanted to beat him up.
"I am your uncle" Yan Qingyang's temper was not bad, so he went back to see Shen Jingbing's reaction.
Who would have thought that the man would fall for this trick and look at her with wide eyes: "You are actually my uncle and I actually have an uncle."
The man seemed to believe what Yan Qingyang said, and Yan Qingyang actually hit him as soon as the words came out.
"I won't be your uncle" What a fool and mentally retarded.
Yan Qingyang didn't even want to complain.
"Why don't you be my uncle?
Aren't you my uncle?"
The man blinked innocently and completely forgot about what he just said about Shen Ziyu being a monster. aa2705221: