Lou Jiang let out a long sigh, feeling that his head started to hurt.

That's right, this cultivator who stayed in the miasma fog for ten days, this tone... is only the one from the Buddhist sect.

Qiu Bodeng stood far away from the gobbling monk, covered his nose and asked Zuo Yuesheng, "What kind of mortal vulgarity did Zen Master Wuchen get fascinated by, and shaved off such a wonderful thing?"

Following Zuo Yuesheng and Lou Jiang, Qiu Bodeng also recognized who the bald donkey was squatting in the fog without waiting for the Baosha Buddhist Temple:

Buddhist son, Purdue monk.

Or, he should be called "Monk Budu."

If have to say it, the experience of not crossing the bald donkey is somewhat similar to that of Qiu Bodeng.

At that time, Zen Master Wuchen, the first eminent monk of the Buddhist sect, traveled around the world and picked up a baby with exquisite seven orifices and born with wisdom roots on the way. This Zen Master Wuchen is profound in the way of Zen. He used to think that Buddhism was born for the transcendence of the world. Those who are willing to convert to Buddhism, regardless of their origin, as long as their nature is good, he is willing to teach and transform. disciple. It is said that the Zen Master Wuchen had such a disaster in his life. He picked up such a baby who had a "destiny" with the Buddha. The high spirituality of his talent made the Zen master also have a vision, and made an exception to accept the baby as an apprentice. Named "Purdue".

From the name "Purdu", it is enough to see what great expectations Zen Master Wuchen has placed on his precious apprentices.

The little monk Purdue did not live up to the expectations of Zen Master Wuchen from the beginning. He never forgets many Buddhist scriptures, whether it is martial arts or Zen, and he even learned one of the most profound secrets of Buddhism: "Seeing life", you can see people's past. Buddha Zong was also overwhelmed by his talent, and before he had time to study carefully, he named him as a contemporary Buddhist son.

This has become a Buddhist son, and as a rule, he has to go out to the red dust to travel around the world to save people, and accumulate merits to shape the golden body.

When things go bad, it's on this "Buddha's Wandering Tour".

Zen Master Wuchen and the Buddhist monks looked at the young generation of the great immortals, and they thought that Pudu Buddha would soon be among the best—let’s say there is a top ten. Sure enough, within three months, this Buddhist son was on the list, and his position was quite high.

——If that list is not written as the list of the world's scumbags, it is read as the list of immortal scumbags.

"It turned out to be him." Lu Jing suddenly realized, "I don't remember that he is also very famous... What's going on and what isn't?"

"Three crossings and three crossings." Zuo Yuesheng said while thinking about something, "Gold crossings do not cross copper, silver crossings do not cross irons, and jade crossings do not cross stones."

There are six main currencies in circulation in Twelve Continents, jade coins, gold ingots, silver snow, copper plates, iron knives, and stone cents. Gold, silver and jade are expensive, copper, iron, and stone are cheap. In other words, this Buddhist son only goes to rich people, and those who don’t have money “have no luck” with him. As soon as the famous saying "Three crossings and three crossings" was born, the Buddha was instantly famous in twelve continents, and people called him "Monk Fudu" regardless of whether he was called the monk Pudu.

"This is the so-called 'I Buddha will not cross the poor'."

Qiu thin lamp summary.

"It's a good one, I don't get through the poor," he swept away the food on the table like a wind and a cloud, and the monk Budu came over with enthusiasm, "This is the top of the list of haters and benefactors. I have long admired my name, I have long admired my name!"

Qiu Bo Dengpi smiled and said, "It's not too long, I just topped the list last year, and I praised it a lot."

"Where."

The monk Budu put his palms together and smiled. After the earth-shattering cry of "Help me", he knew that his real plan of pretending to be "invisible" was a failure. Emotions can only be changed in one way.

First, to reverse the previous negative impression.

"The donor knows that you will have a bloody disaster in the near future." Monk Budu tried his best to keep his words in shock. I open my eyes to look at the next three days, but I see that two...three people died in Licheng!"

Second, to pretend to be profound.

Throw out persuasive Buddhist mysteries and reveal your "predictable" side.

The tone should be low, and there should be ups and downs.

Monk Budu waited confidently for the reaction of Qiu Bodeng and the three of them. Whether they questioned the authenticity of the "Blood Light Disaster", or were curious about how he knew they would pass here, he had a way to elicit the following text.

"Drop him?"

Qiu Bodeng rummaged through the medicinal pills he had obtained from Lu Jing in the past few days, to see if there was anything that could be used as an air freshener... Lu Jing loves to gamble, but not only does the bad smell count, but also the medicinal pills he is carrying these days. They were almost won by Qiu Bodeng and Zuo Yuesheng.

"Forty taels for a jar of wine, two taels for two plates of Yunlai dishes, three plates of water shuttle flowers..." Zuo Yuesheng found an abacus out of nowhere, and was calculating how much the monk Budu had eaten just now. "Total... 52 taels of snow silver. Do you want to pay the money or get the beads?"

"..." Monk Budu couldn't believe it, "Hey hey hey! You will meet the disaster of blood in three days! The poor monk has worked so hard to squat in the miasma for more than ten days, even if you don't understand the poor monk's sincerity, Do you care about your own life and death anyway?"

"Bloodlight disaster?" Lu Jing hesitated a bit, turned his head to look at Qiu Bodeng, "Do you think what he said is true or false?"

Qiu Bo did not lift the lamp head.

"There is a kind of swindle in the rivers and lakes. First pretend to be a strange person, then find a rich man and say to him: You have a bloody disaster on a certain day in a certain month. If you give me a lot of money, I can help you resolve it. If that person If you don't believe it, this liar will send a little devil to scare him on a certain day in a certain month. If a rich man meets a ghost on schedule, he thinks that this liar really has a way of predicting... Ye Cang! Come and throw this liar to this master!"