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Ye Si controlled the flying magic book, with Song Shuhang, the little monk, the poem, and the candle, all the way to the direction of Wenzhou City. The flight navigation effect is very good, and Ye Si Shijie is not lost.

On the huge gold book, the little monk sits cross-legged and meditation on the scriptures with both hands.

Don't look at his calm face, but now he is silently praying.

——[White predecessor, white predecessor, please let Song Shuhang’s brother not to hit me, at most, just a few words to me... If you really want to fight me, please let Song Shuhang’s brother play lighter, don’t take me. All played out. 】

When the little monk was in the ‘Year of the World, he decided to vote for the white predecessors and abandon the Buddha. Therefore, the object of his prayers was replaced by a white predecessor.

Now, on the surface, he is reading the scriptures. In fact, he is urgently praying to the white predecessors over and over again.

The two girls, poetry and candle, are looking at Song Shuhang with curiosity.

Especially the young candlestick Lolly, from time to time will expose the sharp tiger teeth to Song Shuhang. If you translate her behavior into words, this is about the meaning - [Gao Sheng brother must die! 】

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At this time, Song Shuhang is calling the three-day brother.

On the 3rd, the brothers were busy and worried. He quickly connected the phone: "Hey, it’s a book. You call me, is there any good news?"

"Well, it's good news, I found the fruit." Song Shudao said: "Before, after finishing with the brothers... I met him. He was on the train I took. So I brought him over."

"Ha ha ha ha, this is heaven there is no way to go, **** has no way to break in!" Three-day brother haha ​​laughed, then he asked: "Right, book sailor brother. Take fruit out Are the two little girls, are you following?"

"Poetry and candle are also here." Song Shuhang replied.

"Great!" The three-day brother suddenly relieved and asked: "Book Airlines, where are you now?"

"I am now on the way back to Wenzhou City." Song Shudao: "When is the brother of the three days, when will you pick up the fruit? If you come here today, come to Wenzhou City to come to me... If you come tomorrow, I I will go to Jiangnan University City. When you arrive, come directly to the Jiangnan area and come to me."

"Okay, no problem!" The three-day brother replied: "I will return the matter to the abbot first, and the elders of poetry and candle. Time... tomorrow! I will go directly to the Jiangnan area tomorrow to find you. Before that. I’m in trouble with the book’s friends to look after the fruit and the other two little girls.”

——The three-day brothers can’t wait to go to the Wenzhou area immediately and go to Song Shuhang.

However, he still has to wait for someone to meet with her and go to Song Shuhang. It was a sister of ‘Poetry’ and ‘Candle’, and came out with the three days to find three bear children.

"No problem." Song Shuhang replied.

"In addition, Book Air. Trouble you to help me to teach the little fruit, let him know the cruelty of the real world!" The three-day brother gnashed his teeth.

"Haha, this kind of thing, or the three-day brother, come on your own." Song Shuhang laughed.

On the third day, the brothers sighed and said: "Tell the fruit, I will go to him right away. If you dare to escape, he will die! Set!"

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After the end of the call with the three-day brother, Song Shuhang looked at the three bear children.

"Well, I just heard the conversation with my brother on the 3rd," you should have heard. Songs Fairway: "So, I will take care of you before the three-day brothers come over to take you back."

When the fruit was heard, the heart suddenly sighed with relief - praying that the white predecessors really used it!

The book steward brother does not marry him, nor beat him, praise!

Next, he is ready to pray for the white predecessor, so that the three-day brothers should not marry him and beat him, let him easily survive this robbery!

At this time, the girl named ‘Poetry’ suddenly asked curiously: “Is it really cruel to be a master of the book, is it really cruel?”

"Ha? Why do you ask this question?" Song Shuhang asked with doubt.

"I didn't say that the brothers on the 3rd did not ask, please ask the brothers and brothers to let the fruit know, the cruelty of the monk world?" Candle Lolly squinted and replied: "So I am thinking, the cruelty of the monk world, is not with the "Falun In the movie, the high-rise brother in the movie, let Ling night taste the cruelty of the monk world?"

The poem Lori continued: "So, the book sergeant should force the fruit to be beaten like in the movie? Will he be beaten to the ground?"

Song Shuhang: "..." The role of Gao Sheng, brother, is destined to become a stain that he can't wipe out in his life!

"Don't tie the film to reality. The movie is just a movie. The War of the Last Law is just a story, a fictional plot." Song Shuhang couldn't help but laugh: "In addition, the cruelty of the monk world is completely different from the movie. ”

Candle Lolly curiously said: "So, what is the cruelty of the monk in reality?"

The poem Lori added: "Is there no real brother who abuses the younger brother in reality?"

"In reality, there are no brothers who abuse the younger brothers, I don't know! Because, I am a mess." Song Shuhang shrugged his shoulders and replied: "However, the cruelty of the monk world... should refer to the terrible days. Robbery. And unpredictable people robbing?"

Poetry Loli said: "I don't think it is right. I feel that you are not right." The robbery is fair. It is the same for every monk. It is not cruel."

Candle Loli said: "No, Sister. The robbery is indeed cruel! Once it fails, the body is dead. The millennium and the 10,000-year road are all turned into fly ash. Even the hope of reincarnation is not, the most cruel to the monk. But it’s just a day of robbery."

The little monk found that he could not insert this topic.

Song Shuhang feels that...the two little girls said that it makes sense.

"Well, the robbery is indeed cruel. So what is the robbery of the book, brother," is the poet Lolly curiously asked.

After thinking about it, Song Shuhang replied: "If people robbed... For example, because of conflicts of interest, other monks who slap you a knife; or, inexplicably, you are unhappy, want to cut off your monk; then there is also because of ancestors All kinds of grievances, the two sects are like a fire, seeing each other will be destroyed first and then fast, and so on, similar to the killing caused by other monks."

After Song Shuhang entered the comprehension, most of the monks he met were the predecessors of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'.

Therefore, he is not exposed to the 'cruelness of the monk world'.

The original owner of the altar, to the later Promise of the Promise, and to the killer of the 33rd Beastmaster, and the stream of sea urchins... Although they are all robbery, they always feel that they are not 'cruel'. .

What can really be said to be cruel is that after the contact with the Bishui Pavilion, the ‘see’ to the Bishui Pavilion was destroyed, and the battle between the Confucian and the Nine Worlds.

Therefore, it is really lucky that this life can meet the predecessors of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'.

At this time, the older girl 'poetry' asked: "Inexplicably seeing people unhappy, is it murder? Is there such a monk in the world?"

"Well, some evil repairs are distorted because of the practice. It is true that this will happen." Song Shuhang explained: "However, I have not encountered such a monk since the beginning of cultivation."

The older girl ‘poet’ nodded: “Oh, it’s the same.”

While talking, Ye Si, who is driving the 'Golden Book', suddenly turned his head and said: "Book Air... There is something in front of it."

Song Shuhang turned his head and looked at it, but did not see anything - also, Ye Si is the realm of five products, she is farther than Song Shuhang.

"Is it a plane or a monk? If it is an airplane, we will avoid it." Song Shudao.

"It's not an airplane, it's a monk... The other person perceives us, but deliberately blocks us. The other person is full of malice and ready to fight." Ye Sidao - she just tried to transfer the angle of the 'Golden Book' flight, but the other party is still Lock her firmly.

Song Shuhang immediately took out the knives and broken.

Hey! Do you want to be so smart? Just talked to the three little guys about the 'cruel of the monk world', and some people immediately stopped.

Who is the other party? Is the Promise of the Promise? Or those sea urchin warriors? Or is it a nine evil spirit?

Thinking about it, Ye Si and the guy who blocked the road were getting closer.

Song Shuhang also saw the other side's figure.

It was a middle-aged man who looked ordinary. He was about thirty years old and looked awkward.

At this time, there is a substantial black energy entanglement in this middle-aged man.

The black power is full of filthy breath, the power of the nine worlds.

The substantial nine-secret world power, walking around the middle-aged man, seems to be transforming his body.

It is also because of the strength of the nine secluded, middle-aged men can fly in the void and fly.

"The guy in the nine worlds? Or is it evil?" Song Shuhang frowned, and the other side looked a bit odd.

"Oh ~ ~ Hehe ~ ~" At this time, the middle-aged man looked up and stared at Song Shuhang.

His eyes are red, and the pupil is not the human eye, but the erect like the pupil of the snake. It is with this strange pair of eyes that he locked the position of Song Shuhang and his party.

"Found, people ~ class ~ repair ~ Shi ~" far distance, the middle-aged man issued a magic sound like a low voice: "As long as it is a human monk, ~ ~ ~ die!!"

Song Shuhang: "..."

The older girl 'poetry' nodded hard: "It turns out that this is the type that the book shanghai brother said just now [See you are upset, you must kill you]!"

The young girl 'candles' also nodded hard: "There was really such a robbery! Bookman brother, great!"

At this time, Ye Si said: "This guy, it's weird. His body seems to be weak. Only the strength of the newly built monk."