The sister next door is a fairy

Chapter 320 Hypocrisy
After Ma Rulong and his group came, they naturally saw Xiao Ran and his group, but their eyes didn't stay on Xiao Ran for long, they looked at Zhang Cuicui who was sitting on a black imperial chair on the stone bridge.

With just one glance, Ma Rulong recognized Zhang Cuicui, his complexion changed, and his fat body trembled, pointing at Zhang Cuicui and screaming: "It's you, it's you, aren't you already dead?"

At this moment, a sense of fear rose in his heart. He clearly remembered that Zhang Cuicui had been sacrificed to the statue. At that time, several of them attacked him. He also clearly remembered Zhang Cuicui's vicious curse and expression before his death.

But when he thought that he had two masters and several subordinates beside him, he immediately gained confidence.

"That's right, I was killed by you, but the gods couldn't see me and refused to accept me, and I came back to life."

For the four envoys she met back then, Zhang Cuicui was full of intense hatred. The black air was like giant dragons, surrounding her, circling around her, looking mysterious, even though she was still some distance away. Ma Rulong and the others all felt a coldness penetrating into their bones.

Ma Rulong, who was extremely confident, sneered, turned his head and said respectfully to the two monks beside him, "Thank you two masters."

"Slaying demons and demons is our duty. The ghost in front of us has already become a phenomenon. Fortunately, we came in time. If we let her grow up, only those senior experts can take action to suppress it."

One of the monks said with a dignified and sacred look.

After finishing the words, he put his hands together and walked towards the stone bridge step by step, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging between his hands.

His footsteps were extremely steady, and his body exuded an aura of a master who was not in the world, and the monk's clothes rattled violently in the cold wind.

Zhang Cuicui, who was sitting in the black master chair, seemed disdainful, as if she didn't pay attention to Ma Rulong at all, but it was obvious that the deep aura of these two monks had an obvious restraint effect on her. It is also pure and pure, and with the same power, the ghost energy is no match for the power of these monks.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, the past is over, why should you be persistent? If you are willing to follow the little monk to the Little Western Paradise, cut off the past from now on, and practice meditation, the little monk is willing to lead the way for you."

The monk stopped five meters away from Zhang Cuicui, his left hand dropped naturally, and his right hand didn't change much, but the Buddhist beads hanging in his right hand spun, emitting a faint golden light.

"Smelly monk, don't you want to stand up for Ma Rulong after talking so much? Don't you know what Ma Rulong has done, or are you stupid to say that you eat fast and chant Buddha all day long?"

Zhang Cuicui didn't talk nonsense with the other party at all, and after a loud drink, black energy billowed from her body and turned into a spear, as if she had become a female war god.

"Duh."

The monk's right palm shook slightly, and the string of Buddhist beads exploded completely, turning into pieces and spinning in front of him, and the faint golden light enveloped the spinning beads, as if forming a shield.

Suddenly, the black spear collapsed, and the circle formed by the Buddhist beads in front of the monk was also disrupted.

"That monk's strength is so powerful that he has reached the late innate stage. Judging by his appearance, he is not an ordinary monk. His status is definitely not low, but among the practitioners in the world, only these monks are hypocritical. Don't look at what he just said Let Zhang Cuicui practice meticulously with him, in fact, as long as Zhang Cuicui goes, life will definitely be worse than death."

Standing beside Xiao Ran, Yan Qingli complained a little when he saw the fight between the two.

"These monks are monks from Shaolin Temple?"

Xiao Ran asked suspiciously.

"Shaolin Temple? That's just a place full of worldly copper stink where these monks amassed money outside. They come from Leiyin Temple, but in the past hundred years, it is rare to see real disciples of Leiyin Temple walking out. I didn't expect to see them today, and they don't distinguish right from wrong, it's completely embarrassing to Leiyin Temple."

Yan Qingli said with a cold snort.

"This female benefactor is serious. Although Ma benefactor has indeed done some bad things, but the Buddha said, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the end is right. Ma benefactor has already repented in front of the Buddha and expressed his guilt. The Buddha is magnanimous and has forgiven me. killed him."

After hearing Yan Qingli's words, another monk not far away shook his head and said calmly.

After hearing the other party's words, Xiao Ran was dumbfounded for a while.

To be honest, he didn't have much dislike for the monks, they were all practitioners in his opinion, but now the other party's words finally let Li Ran know why Yan Qingli hated these monks so much, they were indeed too hypocritical, obviously they were taking For the benefit of others, and stand up for others, but now he has turned black and white, and said that the dead are alive.

"Buddha forgave him? Will the people he killed forgive him?"

Xiao Ran said in a cold voice, feeling somewhat disgusted with these monks.

"The benefactor's obsession is too deep. If you don't cultivate yourself, you will fall into the evil way sooner or later. I think the benefactor should go to Xiaoxitian with me. We can help the benefactor resolve the obsession in his heart."

The monk shook his head and said solemnly.

These words made Xiao Ran feel bad.

"Hey, monk, you are a monk, you don't hide in the mountains and old forests to chant scriptures, but now you come out to interfere with the affairs here, your six senses are not clean! It is an insult to the word monk."

Xiao Ran also directly put on a show and said with a deep sigh.

Yan Qingli was very satisfied with Xiao Ran's rebuttal, he smiled and then chimed in.

What the two said made the monk's face twitch.

"Master, why waste so much time talking with them, just kill them! I believe that the Buddha will not blame us if he knows it. We are killing demons and demons."

Ma Rulong, who was standing beside the monk, stared at the two of them coldly and said something.

He waved his hand, signaling the masters around him to attack Xiao Ran and Yan Qingli.

At this time, Zhang Cuicui had already gained the upper hand. Although the opponent's prayer beads restrained her, she already had a ghostly aura for nearly a hundred years, and she had already surpassed the opponent in terms of numbers.

boom--

Zhang Cuicui hit the monk with a palm, and immediately a black air filled his face, and the clear and dusty breath in his eyes disappeared, replaced by strong resentment, and Zhang Cuicui seemed to be stained with Zhang Cuicui The monstrous resentment that had condensed on him for more than twenty years.

(End of this chapter)