Chapter 42 Stay

"Twelve deed seals, hey, twelve deed seals, about the ghosts and gods, I have been poor for 60 years, and I have two eyes, and I only have one deed, but I'm still far from understanding these two words!"

The fortune teller slowly took off his glasses, but saw that there were only two black holes left in his eyes, round and deep. It seemed to go straight to the depths of his brain, and he could not see the bottom.

Everyone was shocked and shocked, and they couldn't figure out how he could repair his eyes.

The fortune-teller did not explain. He put on his sunglasses again and said in a low voice, "In those years, he was awarded the title of the Four King Kong before the Six Ancestors. Except for the fact that the fact that the King Kong had not arrived, today I have to make it clear that the Six Ancestors chose my four veins as the protectors, that is, they asked me to help each other and help the golden fetus reincarnate. If anyone has bad intentions, I want to What should I do about the reincarnation of the golden tire? I, Puyanghai, is the first one who doesn't agree!"

Although he is the only blind man left in Puyanghai, after all, he leads the name of the Big Ri King Kong. It is the only tantric school that insists on inheritance in Middle-earth since the time of the law was difficult in the past. It has an unmatched status of other branches that have gone to a foreign country. Although the Da Le King Kong lineage and the Zhenyan Sect are holding their own is the real righteousness. Zong's belief, but after all, he still can't shake the status of Big Ri King Kong at the time.

Eight leaves and dead wood said silently for a moment, "In fact, I can't be sure that Yong Bowen is the reincarnated golden fetus. Although he can break the demon eight swords, it doesn't mean anything. It may also be the hypocrisy before the reincarnation of the sixth ancestor to confuse the foreign demons, so I brought him back just to confirm it, with the strength of my sect. It is really impossible to enlighten the wisdom of the golden fetus. As soon as it is confirmed, we will invite you to come and hold a legal meeting.

Da Le King Kong said strangely, "I'm afraid that some people may not really think so in their hearts. It's okay to say this. Of course, it's easy to say. The ten-year golden fetus is comparable to the Tang monk's flesh. I can't guarantee that some people will eat the golden fetus and get the ten-year-old merits!"

Ba Ye Ku Mu said, "If you can't believe in my true words, then according to everyone's opinions, first make an appointment with the Daluo King Kong to meet, and then choose an auspicious day to confirm the identity of the golden fetus first, and then pick out the wisdom girl to hold the initiation ceremony of the Dharma meeting. However, if Yong Bowen is not the golden fetus, then you are going to run this time. Mingye, Mingsi, send Qingzi and Yong Bowen back to rest!"

A Shingon Sect monk got up to salute, took off his monk's robe, and put it on Sakurai Haruko. Then Sakurai Haruko stopped shrugging. He stood up from Yong Bowen, moved two steps, and suddenly fell softly. Mingye was ready. He reached out to catch her, picked her up horizontally, and turned away.

Another Zhenyan monk took off the monk's robe and covered Yong Bowen's body. Yong Bowen got up with his hands and feet, ashamed and angry. He really had no face to see people. He pointed to the eight-leaf dead wood and said, "The eight-leaf dead wood, I have recorded today's humiliation!"

The eight-leaf dead wood saluted the Yong Bowen meeting and said, "Don't be annoyed. If you are a golden fetus, then after the enlightenment is enlightened and restores your spirituality, you will naturally know the painstaking efforts of the poor monk. If you are not a golden fetus, you will also take advantage of the great advantage. Qingzi is a wise woman carefully selected and trained by our sect, not only pure yin. The body, and it is still a virgin!" The implication is that your boy has just become a virgin. In this era without a virgin under the age of 14, if you can become a virgin, you can secretly have fun.

Yong Bowen was anxious and angry, and said, "I don't care. Let me go back quickly, or I won't be polite."

Puyang waved his hand and said, "Don't talk too much. If you are not a golden fetus, no one will keep you. Go and rest and be ready to confirm." The two evil spirits behind him suddenly jumped out, raised Yong Bowen and left.

Yong Bowen has the intention to resist, but now he is still weak. He has no strength, so he has to take a breath for the time being and silently keep accounts for these dead monks.

"Come with me!" Zhenyan Zong Mingsi monk led the way first. The two evil spirits carried Yong Bowen and left. Da Le King Kong winked. The muscle man and the glasses man immediately followed, but the three factions were not worried about each other. Representatives of each faction followed and monitored to ensure that Yong Bowen would not fall into the hands of one party again.

The evil spirit carried Yong Bowen out of the rags and changed his name to Yuying Pavilion with Mingsi. He crossed the winding path and finally came to an independent courtyard and carried Yong Bowen into the house. Everyone started to lay the quilt and waited on Yong Bowen comfortably. Only then did the man with glasses recite the curse in Yong. Tap on the forehead of the blog.

Yong Bowen felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep is a good sleep. There is no strange dreamland. I don't know how long it will take. Yong Bowen suddenly woke up from his sleep, but he saw that the sky was already bright. A beam of sunlight shot down from the crack of the door, forming a sword-like blade in the room, dividing the whole room into two, and there was a faint ash in the light and shadow. Swing.

Yong Bowen crawled out of the quilt, but he still felt a little weak in his hands and feet, and his head was dizzy. No wonder, ** made it vigorously for the first time, and the time continued to be amazing. More importantly, there was no chance to vent it in the end! In this case, even the iron fairy will have soft hands and feet.

There was silence in the room, which was a little scary.

There was a rustling sound outside the door, like fallen leaves fluttering, and like drizzle.

Yong Bowen took a deep breath, cheered up, and opened the door.

The fragrant wind hits the face.

In the small courtyard, the cherry blossoms are flying like snow, and the ground is white.

In the center is a small pool. The water in the pool is clear to the bottom, and several goldfish are swimming happily.

A woman in a plain white dress sat on her side by the pool, as quiet as a statue.

The image in front of me is like a classic board painting, elegant and quiet, full of unspeakable symbols.

Yong Bowen thought in a trance.

The scenery in front of me was chaotic, and a similar courtyard in the depths of memory quickly appeared in the field of vision.

The same small courtyard, the same white flowers like snow, and the fragrant wind is all over the face.

The same woman in white sits in the courtyard.

"Mr. Yong, you are awake!"

A sudden greeting interrupted Yong Bowen's fantasy, and his sage returned to reality.

The woman in white on the edge of the pool has stood up and turned around, bowing and saying hello to him. It turned out to be Sakurai Kawako.

"Ah, it's Miss Kawako. What are you sitting here for?"

Yong Bowen laughed and was secretly wary of this woman. He still didn't forget the last time she woke up, the woman** lured her to commit a crime.

"This is my place." Haruko Sakurai paused and added, "My sister and I live."

Yong Bowen felt a little embarrassed, and the embarrassing scene yesterday appeared again.

Well, as a man, you really shouldn't care about this kind of thing that seems to be a big advantage.

But Yong Bowen is this kind of person. If he doesn't care, he is not Yong Bowen.

The more I think about it, the more angry it is.

Yong Bowen said, "I'm sorry about your sister. Excuse me, where is Master Biye? I want to see him!"

"You can't see him before the confirmation ceremony. Haruko's matter is her own choice, and she can't blame anyone.

Sakurai Kawako smiled bitterly, "However, I really hope that's me, not her!"

Yong Bowen absolutely believed in this, otherwise she would not have been so anxious last time. Since she thought so, there was a little disdain on her face.

Sakurai Kawako sighed softly, but did not explain much and said, "Mr. Yong, are you hungry? I'll let someone prepare it."

"No, I'm not hungry. I want to wander around."

Yong Bowen hurriedly stopped it. He said to himself, who knows if you will add some messy things to the meal. Safety first, or don't eat anything.

Sakurai Kawako did not force it, but said, "Mr. Yong, where do you want to go? I'll be with you."

"It's surveillance, right?" Yong Bowen curled his lips and said, "You can go anywhere you can. When I saw the Peacock King, I always wanted to come to Koya Mountain to see it. I didn't expect that there would be such an opportunity."

"Then I'll show you around. However, you may be disappointed. This is not as good as Gaoye. It is a tourist attraction. It has been carefully decorated everywhere. It is very simple here.

Sakurai Kawako said and led Yong Bowen out of the courtyard.

As soon as the two were discharged from the hospital, they suddenly saw a few dark shadows coming up from all around, including a muscular man, a man with glasses, two bald monks, and two unicorn demons. They surrounded them all at once.

Sakurai Kawako said, "Mr. Yong wants to wander around."

Several people silently got out of the way. As soon as Sakurai Kawako and Yong Bowen walked out, the four of them followed closely and did not fall.

Yong Bowen was upset, but there was nothing he could do. He had to treat them as air and ignore it.

A group of people walked along the path, with ancient trees, grass and branches, and a desolate and desolate primitive atmosphere. Occasionally, a few rows of simple wooden houses were scattered among them. In front of each wooden house, there were monks of Zhenyan Sect mediting and practicing.

Yong Bowen strolled with great interest and kept asking questions when he saw that everything was interesting.

Sakurai Chuanko patiently answers all the questions of Yongbo, which is simply more professional than a professional tour guide.

As he was walking, he suddenly saw a path slanting into the depths of the barren grass in front of him. Sakurai Kawako ignored the path and directly crossed forward.

Yong Bowen felt that the path was familiar, so he asked, "Where does that path lead to?"

"There is the road to the Zhenmo Temple. There is nothing to see there. It's just a valley. Come here with me. This is our major campus. Now there should be monks practicing there. Mr. Yong is a Taoist master, and he can also correct it.

Demon Temple? I can't imagine that the headquarters of Zhenyan Sect really has such a place. Is it Oda Nobunaga, the sixth demon king in the town? Is my guy also hidden in the town demon temple?

Yong Bowen raised his eyebrows and thought about it secretly in his heart. On the surface, he didn't say anything. He didn't even look at the path much and continued to move forward with Sakurai Kawako.