See Buddha There were two tears in the little monk's eyes.
Don't let me touch you.
Hold on.
Do you hold on like those people who were saved by Master before?
Look, she is lying on the bed motionless.
I am so heartbroken, so sad, so sad.
Seeing the young monk's heartbroken look, Rong Nan could guess what the boy was thinking in a minute.
The right corner of his mouth was slightly raised, but the left half of his face with beautiful lines that everyone could see was cold and hard, facing the little monk.
"Little monk, you go first and find your master."
The cold tone sounded very bad.
The little monk nodded sadly and slowly dragged the snack bag behind him to Rong Nang.
He scratched his bald head and choked and said, "My master asked me to give the snacks to Hang Zhu, and said that since it happened, I couldn't ignore it.
I thought I could eat it with Hang Zhu, but who knew, Hold on, you Don't worry, I only want that bag of candy, and I'll leave the rest to you."
There was a flash of plastic in his pocket.
"Hand over whatever you have to eat."
After the little monk finished talking about snacks and candies, a woman who had slept to death suddenly jumped up, her eyes brighter than the little monk's.
"Hold on, you are back from the Buddha.
This is what my master has told you to give to you."
Accompanied by the little monk's exclamation of surprise, various snacks were flying in the sky.
"Crackling" snacks collided with the aperture.
Because they could not withstand the extreme pressure brought by the aperture, a series of snack bags floating in the air exploded one after another.
Potato chips, onion rings, nuts, and drinks all depended on the thin A layer of transparent aperture supports it.
Jian Fan swallowed, her eyelids trembling violently, she secretly rolled her eyes, the black coke above her head that screamed like hot oil was a terrible burden.
Well, there seems to be something wrong.
Damn it, this snack also exudes a demonic aura, which is simply 10,000 points of damage to Master Jian Fan.
At this time, Jian Xiaozhu's brain completely shut down, and he subconsciously and pitifully turned to disaster.
Rong Rong's icy face has not yet been covered up, and his contemptuous eyes are simply the perfect sobering agent.
Jian Fan trembled three times, and the halo above his head suddenly disappeared.
"Oh" the little monk Yuansheng's little mouth opened wide, his big eyes turned twice between simple and complex and difficult, and his bare head shook.
As expected, the master and his friends are all very human beings.
He swayed out peacefully.
Didn't the donor say he wanted to invite the master?
Jian Fan, who also had his mouth wide open, kept thinking in his heart that this young lady would be in danger of losing her life.
"What are you doing with your mouth wide open?
Prepare to catch the pie falling from the sky, Xiao Fanfan.
Do you want a sip of Coke?"
Rong Nan's voice floated over his head, and Jian Fan felt his body light up in the next second.
There was a loud "Fall" sound.
Jian Fan felt that she had been hurt ten thousand times.
Who could understand the pain of her butt falling to the ground?
She took a deep breath and said, "Ananda, you want to die."
In an instant, the whole hotel shook.
For a moment.
The ability to perform the simple and traditional lion's roar is definitely something that Rong can help practice all year round.
Rong Nan swung half of his wide sleeves coolly, hooked his beautiful fingers, and a yellowed book flew from the side of Jian Fan's bed.
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As soon as he stood up, the height gap doubled the pressure on Jianfan.
Seeing Jian Fan pouting, the corners of his mouth turned up quietly, "Here he comes." who is coming Jian Fan consciously rubbed his poor butt while looking toward the door with grinning teeth.
A bare little head poked towards them again.
Suddenly, the little head suddenly jumped in and rolled several times on the ground before stopping.
It looked so naive that it looked like the famous national treasure of Shu Province in the Dragon Kingdom.
Alas, I'm just missing a pair of dark circles.
Jian Fan felt a pang of regret in his heart.
"Amitabha."
Liao Chen followed Yuansheng and walked in calmly, stepping on the floor where his disciple had rolled in a circle.
He heard the Buddha's name on the way, and he walked to a distance of five steps in front of Jian Fan and stopped.
The old monk's eyes were calm, his raised gestures remained motionless, and the legs and feet under his right cassock moved slightly.
"Little friends, how can you be so intense?"
He sighed and closed his eyes.
Jian Fan's little face suddenly turned red from holding back.
"Master, why did you kick me?"
The little monk got up on his own.
He didn't seem to be hurt at all.
He shot over like a cannonball and hugged the old monk's thigh tightly.
His round eyes were full of confusion and grievance.
Instead, Jian Fan's embarrassment was relieved by accident.
Liao Chen touched his disciple's head and said, "Destiny arises, sows the cause, reaps the fruit, everything is created by the mind.
This can be regarded as a kind of experience, just go and understand it yourself.
I can't help you as a teacher."
Such serious nonsense!
Jian Fan was so shocked that he stopped moving his hands and watched the young monk happily thank the old monk and then ran away without any hesitation.
After being sold and counting the money for the trafficker, she finally met the real person.
"Old monk, what are you going to do about those monsters?"
Rong Nan, who had been watching, looked at the two of them with a silly smile.
The strangest one had been fooled away, and everyone was basically in a state of silence.
He had no choice but to speak, but his tone didn't even have the slightest doubt.
Jian Fan, the coolie, had made up his mind.
Liao Chen smiled knowingly, first bent down and said "Amitabha" and said, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
Little friend Jian, it is fate that we meet each other.
I am afraid that this matter has something to do with us.
Please ask me, my friend."
Intervene."
Isn't it too exaggerated?
I didn't receive a report, I didn't receive a notice, why did trouble come from the sky?
Her trip was at public expense.
Everyone, Jian Fan was stunned for a long time, and stopped talking.
Rong Yan was not willing at all.
Talking in front of others, the scene suddenly became deserted.
"Lochen, this is inhumane, you."
Speaking of which, Miss Jian didn't know that the Tianzi Lake area was also the decision-making center of the Yin and Yang Envoys in the country, and even the supernatural center of the entire Eastern world.
The drunkard is the supreme court and law enforcement department of Yin and Yang matters.
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This demon sneaks into the world, and the Yin and Yang angel at the feet of her "Emperor" can also be used as a sideline.
However, Monk Liaochen had blocked Jian Fan from catching monsters in his local area last time, but now he was earnestly asking her to take care of the monsters in other areas, which seemed wrong no matter how he looked at it.
Seeing Jian Fan's hesitation, Liao Chen remembered an interesting incident when he met Jian Fan before.
He smiled slightly, and his accustomed compassion poured out.
His "I am a good person" look made Jian Fan not want to look at this old fox again.
"Little friend Jian, I won't stop you this time.
Everything will be decided by the Buddha."
Your Buddha is busy.
Jian Fan roared in his heart
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