fox lure

Chapter 182 What the hell am I having folliculitis?

What does he mean?Not only want Guanyin, but also keep Zhang Yun?

I shook my head and stopped eating the bowl of porridge, "I can keep the Avalokitesvara, sister Zhang Yun, I can't leave it to you."

Zhang Yun has been with me for so long, I am a little used to it, and we get along very well.

Another one, I promised her that I would always take her with me.

Also, if I can't send Zhang Yun away, can the old abbot do it?I was afraid that the old abbot would kill her.

"Look at you!" Jin Manshan became angry, as if disturbing the muddy water, he stood up and broke up with Master Yuantong, "You are old, and a little Taoist nun comes to you. If you don't stay, don't stay. Do you want something from him? Muka is dazzling, don't be ashamed, you still rob?"

What do you want?What robbery?I'm going all the way against Jin Manshan, don't talk nonsense.

Although the old abbot wants to keep Zhang Yun, I disagree.

But it can't be said that they were robbed, right?

From a certain point of view, the old abbot meant to be nice to me.

Didn't he say it?Zhang Yun sucked my blood and energy.

Jin Manshan whispered in my ear: "You don't understand, don't say whether ghosts are ghosts, mix the water first, or you really keep the ghosts you raised? It's hard to raise them."

muddy the water?

He is so smart, no wonder it is said that a smart head doesn't grow hair, and noble people don't have heavy hair.

It is estimated that the old abbot and Jin Manshan had a good relationship before, so he gave him a white look, "If you are full, shut up."

Jin Manshan was furious, "What do people do with long mouths? They talk when they eat, what's wrong with me talking while eating?"

"You can eat, but don't talk about it." The old abbot glared at him, "Your muddy water is of no use to me, the statue of the great Guanyin must be kept, and the benefactor of the little female ghost must be kept. It is a disaster to keep this ghost. "

"What's your brain?" Jin Manshan stared, "The more you talk about it, the more energetic you are. Bullying other people's children is small? Believe it or not, they are impatient and beat your teeth out."

"I don't believe it." The old abbot shook his head.

"You still have an old waist, have you fallen in love with the little ghost girl?" Jin Manshan twitched.

The monks next to him, and the two disciples of Jin Manshan, buried their heads in their meals, watching their noses, noses, mouths, and mouths bowls.

Nobody interrupted.

The old abbot shook his head again, not being irritated by Jin Manshan at all, "There is no match, the poor monk has his own way to deal with the little ghost's benefactor."

"You old bald donkey!" Jin Manshan was furious and sprayed wildly.

With this scolding, more than 20 people in the dining hall put down their chopsticks.

But the old abbot didn't get angry, and asked indifferently: "Aren't you also a bald donkey?"

Yes, why kill each other.

"I'm not!" Jin Manshan said angrily, "I have folliculitis!"

The old abbot took a mouthful of steamed buns leisurely, "Then you can't deny that you are bald."

After his words fell, I burst out laughing, and almost spit out a mouthful of porridge.

Jin Manshan also breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled peacefully, "Master Yuantong, each of our practitioners has his own way, what's wrong with raising ghosts? In the Northeast, there are offerings to the Five Great Immortals, and there are also offerings to ghosts. The male ghost Qingfeng, the female ghost Yanling, it's not a crooked way for Northeast shamans to raise ghosts."

He persuaded: "Old abbot, don't worry about the little Taoist nun's affairs. I know the character of the little Taoist nun. She has no choice but to raise ghosts. She values ​​feelings and raises ghosts as friends. You want to kill the smoke spirit she raised. , which makes no sense.”

"You are taking away people's love and making things difficult for others."

"Man Shan, you don't need to persuade me," the old abbot shook his head, "I see this little Taoist priest is cute and smart, I really can't bear her to do evil things, the future will be long, you can understand my good intentions."

It means, I'm 'good', he's the one who makes things difficult for me.

I'm dizzy, I knew I was not polite to him.

Jin Manshan got angry again, got up and took my arm, "Let's go! This old Yuantong, hurry up and change his name to Yuanbutong! Go to him, and something happened, let's go to the hotel."

Jin Manshan usually looks unreliable, but sometimes I feel that he is actually very reliable.

The two of us got up and left. The old abbot held chopsticks in his hand and threw a chopstick towards my heart.

The Avalokitesvara was hot in my heart, I protected the Avalokitesvara, and said silently: "Sitting and lying in the bright hall, benevolent and contemplating the soul, the sun canopy, hiding and hiding, the earth guards the gate of heaven."

Zhang Yun came out of Guanyin's image in an instant and entered my body.

"Fit?" The old abbot's eyes became sharp.

"Little Taoist priest, you really don't listen to advice. If you go out like this today, there will be no turning back." The old abbot said.

"Thank you Master Yuantong for your kindness, I..." I want to say that I have my own measure.

Before the words could be uttered, a few people ran in outside the temple.

To be exact, it was three men, two middle-aged men, and a teenage boy.

The three of them looked rich in their clothes.

The boy was lying on the back of one of the middle-aged men. He was very fat, but he was dying, his face was green and white, and his breathing was extremely bad.

"Second uncle... I'm thirsty!" The fat boy's lips were dry and white.

"Er Wei, bear with it," 'Second Uncle' was sweating tiredly, and said to the man carrying the boy: "Second brother-in-law, this is the Datuoshan Temple I was talking about. The old abbot has great supernatural powers."

The second brother-in-law was panting like a cow and sweating profusely: "Master, I beg you to see a doctor for my son."

Datuoshan Temple has a high reputation in Haicheng.

It is estimated that it is as famous as Fengyu Temple in the surrounding areas of Changning.

I am used to seeing this kind of thing. Basically, 7 days a week, 6 days, people go to Fengyu Temple to see a doctor.

Speaking of which, some of them really encountered Kanzhongxie, but most of them were real diseases.

At this moment, the old abbot's attention was diverted, and Jin Manshan and I were about to leave.

The female apprentice hummed: "Master, I haven't finished eating yet."

"What the hell?" Jin Manshan spouted, "After a while, I'm going to ask for a kidney."

He muttered, "What's wrong with old Yuantong today? I have to leave something behind."

Male apprentice: "Master, what should we eat when we go down the mountain? Chunwang Restaurant's elbow is delicious."

A few of us are planning to leave the gate of the temple.

My ears are good, so I heard the 'second uncle' and Abbot Yuantong say: "Master, I don't know why my second nephew got this disease. His whole body stinks, and the skin on his body is still festered and swollen. He cries for thirst every day and drinks it every day." Water, if you don’t urinate after drinking it, your body will swell.”

When I heard it, I looked back curiously, and it turned out that the boy was not fat, but swollen.

But the 'second uncle' said that his whole body was stinking and festering, which immediately reminded me of Dai Yuemian.

I lost my yang soul before, my five internal organs had no yang, and my whole body festered.

I looked back, and the old abbot was also squinting at me.

Is this a joke?People come to him for medical treatment, but he doesn't look at the victim, why is he staring at me?
The 'second uncle' lifted up the boy's clothes, it was still a bit cold in spring, so he showed it to the old abbot Yuantong on the spot.

The skin on the boy's body was swollen and pale, and his edema was indeed severe. When the sun shone on his body, the surface of the skin shone brightly.

There were several pits in the skin on his waist, and yellow water was bubbling from the wound.

What disease is this?

The little monk who was with Abbot Yuantong couldn't help covering his nose: "It stinks."

"What are you looking at?" Jin Manshan tugged at me, "Waiting for the old baldy to catch us? Why don't you leave now?"

(End of this chapter)