Why should I sigh and look at the feasting little monk in front of me?

After getting off the train today, he was targeted by a thief and almost touched his wallet. Finally, the little monk reminded him, so he was spared from the bad luck of being stolen. So in order to thank the little monk, he invited the little monk to dinner.

As a result, this young monk was so unconventional, eating meat and drinking wine in big mouthfuls, completely ignoring the Buddhist rules and precepts.

I'm afraid this is a fake monk.

"Donor, you eat too." Hongzhi said vaguely, his voice was crisp and tender.

The little monk was about twelve years old, with a beautiful face and a beautiful face, and a very aura. However, at this moment, he grabbed a big chicken leg with one small hand, and his mouth was full of oil. The other hand was holding a cup full of beer. Drinking was astonishing as drinking water.

Why laughed, but couldn't help asking, "Master Hongzhi, isn't it really a violation of the precepts for eating meat and drinking?"

"Amitabha, Master said that children need to combine vegetarian food with meat to be healthier. I am growing up now. If I don't eat meat, I will be malnourished." Hongzhi shook his little head and said seriously.

Why did you hear this and you were speechless?

"As for why monks cannot drink, to be honest, I have never figured it out." Hongzhi took a sip of beer and said in a slight voice, "I heard from my master that wine is fermented from grain crops, so it is ultimately vegetarian dishes. Why can't monks drink alcohol?"

Why bother twitching slightly?

Damn, he couldn't refute this at all.

Because it makes sense too fucking.

Wang Yifan felt a little happy when he heard Hongzhi's remarks.

This little monk is interesting.

Why did you see Wang Yifan's arrival at this time? You hurriedly stood up and waved at him, "Boss, here!"

Wang Yifan smiled and then walked over.

"Boss, let me introduce you. This is the little master Hongzhi I met before. "Why do you introduce with a smile, and then point at Wang Yifan and look at Hongzhi and speak, "This is my eldest brother, Wang Yifan."

"Hello, donor," Hongzhi nodded politely.

"The little master is polite." Wang Yifan also smiled and said hello, "The little master should not be a member of the two Su."

"Well, my master and I come from Jiangsu and Zhejiang." Hongzhi nodded, "It's just that I accidentally got lost when I caught someone with my master."

"Do you still help the police catch bad people?" Why ask with a smile.

Hongzhi wiped the oil on his hands and mouth with a napkin, and said seriously, "That's not an ordinary bad guy. My master said that that person comes from the Netherworld, has weird and tricky methods, is cunning, and is difficult to catch."

Hearing such words, why bother to say something special, but Wang Yifan's face changed drastically.

"What? Have you met people from the Netherworld?" Wang Yifan asked in a low voice.

"Yes." Hongzhi nodded.

Wang Yifan thought to himself, was the person from the underworld that Master and disciple Hongzhi met was the uncle Yuan Zhen mentioned before his death?

In this case, this pair of masters and apprentices is probably of a big background.

"You master and disciple come from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Among the famous ancient temples in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province, the most famous is Puji Temple. Did you come from Puji Temple?" Wang Yifan asked tentatively.

"The donor is indeed as wise as a torch. We are indeed coming from Puji Temple." Hongzhi said in surprise.

Wang Yifan looked at Hongzhi carefully at this time and was surprised to find that this little monk was now at a young age and now he had the early stage of internal strength!

This little girl is less than thirteen years old no matter how she looks at her.

This is too scary.

"Puji Temple is the first temple in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Since ancient times, countless monks have been enlightened, which is fascinating." Wang Yifan sighed, "I dare to ask your master's name is--"

"Master's Dharma name is Jiekong." Hongzhi clasped his hands together.

"Zen Master Jiekong?" Wang Yifan was slightly moved.

Puji Temple now has three peak masters, and Jiekong is one of them. However, logically speaking, the disciples of these three great monks should be middle-aged in their forties or fifties, right? It is a miracle that this young man was accepted as a disciple by Zen Master Jiekong at the age of thirteen!

However, judging from this young age, his talent and potential are indeed amazing. No wonder he was attracted by Jie Kong and became a disciple.

Suddenly, Hongzhi seemed to notice something, and his little face suddenly became serious, "I sensed the breath of my master!"

"Where is he now?" Wang Yifan asked hurriedly.

The guy from the Netherworld is likely to be with Jie Kong. This time, he must catch him, so as not to suffer endless disasters in the future.

"Come with me." Hongzhi blinked his eyes, then stood up and walked outside.

Wang Yifan also quickly followed.

Why bother to take out three hundred-dollar bills from your wallet and throw them on the table, and then leave with Wang Yifan and the others?

After Hongzhi walked out, he disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye and came ten meters away.

Wang Yifan was not willing to be outdone. He grabbed Hebi's shoulder and quickly dodged.

Seeing that Wang Yifan was faster than him, Hongzhi was secretly shocked. It seemed that this donor was not an ordinary person either.

The two of them were very fast and arrived in a forest in less than half an hour.

Why did Wang Yifan grab his arm all the way and dared not move, so he was so scared that he was so scared.

Soon, Wang Yifan saw two figures fighting in front of him.

Among them is a weird old man with a long hair with a scary pale face, while the other is an old monk with a white beard.

The old man was obviously injured and couldn't stand it anymore, but Jiekong was too entangled and he couldn't get out, so he could only bite the bullet and deal with it.

At this time, the appearance of Wang Yifan and others made him happy. He tried his best to get rid of Jie Kong's entanglement, and then quickly came towards Wang Yifan and others.

He wanted to use these people to threaten Jikong so that the other party would not dare to act rashly.

He looked at Wang Yifan and Hongzhi and wanted to choose one of them. He had already seen Hongzhi's strength. Although he was not as good as the old monk, he also had the realm of internal strength, so he decisively chose Wang Yifan, who was a soft persimmon in his eyes.

Hongzhi knew the old man's power well. Seeing that Wang Yifan was in danger, his little face changed slightly and quickly flashed to Wang Yifan, wanting to help him resist, "Donor quickly retreat, let me block him."

When Wang Yifan saw that Xiao Budian was willing to sacrifice his life to save him, he felt warm and smiled, "It's okay, it's just an old man, I can still deal with it. Why do you need to protect me?"

Then he threw Hebi to Hongzhi, and his speed increased further, and he rushed to Hongzhi and left him behind.

"Hmph, little brat, you will pay the price for your words soon!" Pan Duo smiled coldly, then stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Yifan's shoulder, obviously trying to capture him.

Hongzhi steadily caught it, so he let him stand on the ground, and saw Wang Yifan in danger, and his eyes were filled with worries.

Jie Kong also looked at Wang Yifan with concern. Even if he wanted to help, it would be too late.

Wang Yifan looked at the pale palm that was bloodless, like a thick white bone, and hummed with a calm look on his face.

This old guy's strength is similar to the Soul Refining Sect Master who was killed by him before, so he naturally won't take it seriously.

"Donor, this is the Netherworld ghost claw of the Netherworld. It is not only extremely powerful, but also contains highly poison. Get out of here!" Jie Kong saw that Wang Yifan was standing there and motionless, and was a little anxious, so he hurriedly reminded him loudly.

"Ghost Claws of the Netherworld?" Wang Yifan tilted his head and narrowed his eyes.

Seeing that Wang Yifan still didn't move, Jikong was anxious.

Why are young people so poor in their psychological quality nowadays? When they encounter such a thing, they are so scared that they dare not move.

Seeing that Hongzhi's little face was full of anxiety, why should he wave his hand calmly, "Don't worry, no one in the two Su realms can hurt my boss yet. This old guy from the Netherworld and Netherworld Society will not be an exception."

"But the Netherworld Ghost Claw is really powerful." Hongzhi was still a little anxious.

"Okay, no matter how powerful I am, I will stop eating when I meet my boss." Why do you chuckled? Wang Yifan was already a golden sign in his eyes. As long as Wang Yifan is there, there will be no problem.

Soon, five cold lights drew out from the palm of the hand in the air and grabbed Wang Yifan.

Wang Yifan also made a hand at this time, and his palm instantly turned jade white, and he grabbed the palm of his dry bone very lightly!

Jiekong was startled and hurried over to rescue him in time.

Hongzhi also rushed forward.

However, Pan Duo's heart was filled with terror and terror.

He didn't even have the power to resist in this kid's hand!

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free. His palm seemed to be tightly wrapped by the other party. Not only that, his hands were covered with poison, but this kid showed no sign of poisoning at all. It was very normal and incredible!

"You... are you okay?" Pan Duo gritted his teeth.

Jiekong and Hongzhi also widened their eyes.

Especially Jie Kong, his eyes were so surprised that he almost popped out.

What exactly did this little guy do? He could actually ignore the Netherworld Ghost Claws? The toxins contained on it even caused a headache for him.

And now it seems that the little guy actually has the strength of at least the mid-stage internal strength, which is simply unbelievable.

When did such a monster appear in the martial arts world of the two Su Su? His talent is comparable to that of Hongzhi, who has a Buddha heart, and his potential is even stronger than that of Hongzhi.

Jie Kong was full of marvel.

"What can I do?" Wang Yifan said slowly, "It seems that you seem very proud of this Netherworld Ghost Claw."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force. A strange sound came. The ghost claws that seemed unstoppable were crushed directly, turning into small pieces and falling to the ground. Then there was a shrill scream.

Seeing Pan Duo's miserable situation, Jiekong turned his head and looked at Hongzhi and asked in a deep voice, "Hongzhi, how did you know this donor?"

Hongzhi answered honestly, "I met him while eating, and I didn't expect this donor to be so strong."

Why bother to curl your lips and slowly walk to Pan Duo who was controlled by Wang Yifan, sneering, "If you pick up soft persimmons in the future, please keep your eyes open."
Chapter completed!