Hanging Temple, Xiang Que has an extraordinary significance, how much significance can this be, it can be said that if there was no old monk of the Hanging Temple tattooing the Ten Hall Yama Diagram on his body, Xiang Que will definitely not live unharmed until now.
The old Taoist of Gujingguan may have other ways to suppress the things of the old tomb in Xiang Que's body, but it is certainly not as handy as the Ten Hall Yama Luo Tu, so because of the old monks of the Hanging Temple, Xiang Que has always been full of admiration for Buddhism.
In fact, Xiang Que had the intention to come to the Hanging Temple to visit after he went down to Nanshan, but because Fujian was too far away, he was entangled by a bunch of and had no time to clone himself, so he never had the opportunity to come to the Putian Hanging Temple Luo Village's matter, so Xiang Que felt that it was better to just go to the Hanging Temple.
But Xiang Que only knows that the Hanging Temple is on Meizhou Island in Putian, but he doesn't know where the specific location is, but fortunately, this place is not too big to find It shouldn't be too troublesome.
Chaos to resolve the evil spirit, the reincarnation of the soul of the superordinate, and only the magic power of Buddhism can do it with ease, the original master of the hanging temple of the Ming Jing has twice out of the mountain to surpass the soul of the dead, once is the war era, one is the earthquake of more than seven years, the master of Ming Jing only by himself to walk the world In the past ten years, countless unjust souls who died after two catastrophes have been resolved.
Wang Xuanzhen drove, set off in the morning and drove to Putian in the afternoon, entering the city.
"You are the wind, I am the sand······ Lingering to the ends of the earth······" Wang Xuanzhen shook his head and sang while driving the car.
Xu Hang rolled down the window, and there was a heat wave on the 378-degree high temperature outside, but Xu Hang still looked very comfortable and took a breath, as if he was extremely comfortable.
Xiang Que glanced at him, wiped his sweat and said, "You can't stand it, can you?"
"Fellow Daoist, I think while enjoying this hot air, listening to the movement of the car horn outside, it is also more beautiful than the song sung by the fat man in front, I really don't lie, I am a person who can sit on the merry-go-round and play for a day without a headache in this car, and he actually gets motion sickness in this car, you said that he sang."
What kind of stuff is it, it makes people sick to their stomachs," Xu Hang said with a confused expression.
"Hey, that's not bad, let me tell you, if he drinks a little wine and howls twice, he can make you sing a doubtful life, believe it or not?"
Xiang Que slanted his eyes and sighed with emotion.
"Is it so mysterious?"
asked Xu Hang in a daze.
"Yes, people need money to sing, and we are fat-fat to sing," Xiang Que said melancholy.
Xu Hang tilted his head and sighed and said: "People are in their twenties, how can they still live like Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale day by day?"
"Crunch ······" "Bang dang" The car suddenly slammed, and Wang Xuanzhen braked directly, but the people in the car still heard a loud noise, and their bodies suddenly leaned forward.
"Crash, crash?"
Xu Hang looked at Xiang Que in a cold sweat and said: "This fat man's singing voice is quite penetrating, he actually affected everyone in the lane, his singing is really terrible."
"Drip, drip, drip" Wang Fatman honked his horn wildly for a while, and said with a scolding in his mouth: "The solid line is not turned yet, and there is no such hurry to rush to reincarnate."
Ahead, a Bentley was parked diagonally in the driveway, and the rear bumper was visibly deflated with a pit.
"Bang, bang" Bentley got up and down at the same time as the driver and the co-pilot, both of whom were not very old, and then walked to the trunk and opened it, and took out a baseball bat from inside, turned around and walked to the back car, and without saying a word, he slammed the front windshield and the body with the stick.
"Boom la la ······" "Bang, bang, bang" After a loud bang, the car was smashed all of a sudden.
The fat man in the car was directly confused: "For ······ Why?"
Yes, Wang Fatzi didn't understand this problem, it was obvious that the other party violated the law first, and realized that the rear car was rear-ended due to not hitting the steering, but they seemed to be quite reasonable, and they smashed it directly when they came up.
A few minutes later, their car was smashed and deformed, the front hood was full of big potholes, the side windows on both sides of the windshield were all broken, and the glass ballast splashed everywhere and collapsed into the car On his face, he was cut by a splash of glass, and his face was bleeding.
After the "snap" was finished, the young man outside pointed with a baseball bat and said, "Come, get out of the car, I'm talking to you about compensation" "In this place, has the folk style always been so strong" Xiang Que turned his head in a daze and asked Xu Hang next to him.
Xu Hang swallowed his saliva and said: "Don't talk nonsense, the people of Fujian are still very friendly, but the folk customs in Putian are indeed a little fluttering."
"What's the matter, Putian doesn't belong to Fujian?
Bandits in power?
Xiang Que asked, squinting his eyes.
"The people in this place are rich, they all run hospitals, and their waists are old, and one-third of the private hospitals in the country are opened by them," Xu Hang wiped his sweat and said.
"Big baby, what's going on?
Face ······ Face spent?
The fat man in front of him was frightened, and it was a trivial matter that the car was smashed because they didn't lack a car at all, but if Yang Fei'er's face was broken, it would be directly related to Wang Xuanzhen's aesthetics in the rest of his life.
Yang Fei'er was frightened, stretched out her hand to wipe her face, her hand was stained with blood, and tears fell down with a snap.
"Wow!"
Yang Fei'er covered her face and cried.
"Old, husband, disfigured?
My face is bleeding and disfigured," Yang Fei'er asked stumbling.
"It's not that serious, it's a little broken, it's a small problem" Wang Xuanzhen's bones were a little crispy when Yang Fei'er's very gentle husband called her, and then she suddenly became a little angry.
The car was bought with money, and you can buy it again if it is scrapped, but the daughter-in-law is her own!
"I have to let these two fools know a problem, Lord Yama's schedule has been relatively empty, ready to pick them up at any time" Wang Xuanzhen pushed the car door and got out of the car with a fire.
Xiang Que licked his lips and said: "I've known this fat man for so long, don't lie at all, it's the first time I've seen him get so angry, I seem to have a feeling that the sky is falling apart" That's right, Wang Xuanzhen usually looks like a harmless fat man most of the time, blinking every day and seeing everyone laughing, it's very rare for him to lose his temper and get angry, even if he was almost bitten to death by the corpse king, he didn't get angry at that time, but today Wang Xuan It's a bit hairy.
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"When you are angry, is the blood splashed in five steps" Xu Hang swallowed his saliva and said quite jealously.