In a carriage, there were more than twenty monks from Nanshan Temple. One of the old monks with a gray beard was wearing a cassock and holding a nine-ring tin staff. He suddenly yelled the Buddha's name and stood up.

The disciple hurriedly asked, "Where is the master?"

"Destroy the demon!"

The old monk responded concisely, then took a magic gold bowl the size of a sea bowl from a disciple and walked towards another carriage. The old monk was about 1.8 meters tall. Although he was old, he was born with big big and three thick. His big face was white and red inside, which made him look great.

The old monk's Dharma name is Wubian, and he is a monk from Nanshan Temple in Zhonghai City. This time he was invited by a local rich man to do a ritual with his disciples. Unexpectedly, he caught a bus with Shui Miao when he went back. As soon as he entered the meditation, he sensed a demonic aura and immediately got up to catch the demon.

Suddenly a group of monks came into the carriage, and many passengers became curious.

A young train conductor came over and asked, "Master, are you going to find a bathroom?"

"Destroy the demon."

Wubian responded and was about to leave, but was stopped by the conductor, "Master, stop kidding, where did the monsters come from in our car? You look so old, hurry up and go back and rest, stop making trouble."

"It's outrageous. It's the old monk's duty to subdue demons and eliminate demons as a monk. How could he let the monster do whatever he wants just a few gossips?" Monk Wubian pushed the young train conductor away with a strange force, followed by a group of young monks and held the train conductor down.

Monk Wubian came to the duty room, opened the door, stared at the conductor possessed by the Black Snake Demon, and immediately shouted: "Bold monster, dare to do evil here, see that I have taken you!" Monk Wubian took the monster-collecting golden bowl with a move, and the black snake demon couldn't control it immediately, so the old monk took it into the monster-collecting golden bowl.

The conductor was shocked and came back to his senses.

"It's so scary. It's a snake demon, a snake demon!" The conductor trembled all over and shivered with coldness.

Monk Wubian came to the conductor, muttered something, then took out a talisman and posted it on the conductor's forehead. The conductor felt much more comfortable.

Seeing this, the girl in the miniskirt shouted: "Master, there is an evil man outside. He seemed to be talking to the dirty thing just now. I said he was crazy, so he started arguing with me, and then I was taken here by them, the stupid pigs."

Monk Wubian turned around and saw the girl's fair thighs, and quickly closed his eyes and turned around, "Amitabha, the female donor can lead the way and help the old monk eliminate demons."

"good!"

The conductor who was possessed just now testified, and the other conductors were not good at saying anything else.

So the little girl in the miniskirt brought Wubian to Shui Miao, "It's him, he's the evil man, the evil man who talks to the dirty things."

When Shui Miao looked up, he saw a large group of monks and smiled, "Oh, I memorized the dialogue in the play several times and even called the master?" Shui Miao knew that only this kind of explanation could make everyone feel doubtful.

When he heard this, the people around him who were just suspected that Shui Miao was an evil person were relieved.

Monk Wubian looked at Shui Miao and could not see any problems. He shook his head and said to the girl in the miniskirt: "Female donor, please respect yourself. It is better to play less tricks like this."

"ah!?"

The girl with a miniskirt dared not be sure that Shui Miao was an evil person, so she didn't know how to respond at once.

Everyone burst into laughter, and the female conductor came over to warn the girl with a short skirt, and then she would arrest her if she made a fuss.

Monk Wubian turned around and went back, and a group of young monks surrounded him.

In Shui Miao's eyes, the strength of this Wubian monk was so average that even Bai Feng could not see him standing beside him.

Generally speaking, monk Wubian can see ghosts.

But this time, Bai Feng used the concealment technique to conceal his breath.

Shui Miao shook his head and smiled. Just as he was about to lie down, Bai Feng said, "He has taken the black snake demon into the demon-collecting golden bowl. Are you really not going to save it and let it die?"

"What! There's still this?"

Shui Miao was shocked and hurried down to the sleeper, "Master, wait, I have something to say."

Monk Wubian stopped and turned to look at Shui Miao, "Little donor, what's the matter?"

Shui Miao smiled slightly and took out two hundred yuan, "Master, I want to donate some donations."

"Amitabha, good, good, donor be kind, thank you, the old monk." Monk Wubian glanced at the monk beside him, and the young monk immediately stretched out his hand.

"No, no..." Shui Miao shook his head, "Master, isn't the golden bowl in your hand used for begging for alms? I can only feel at ease if I put this money in the golden bowl for collecting demons!"

Today's monks, as long as they have some real skills, are extremely wealthy, and there is very little talk of begging for alms.

What's more, Master Wubian is the abbot of Nanshan Temple, so it is even more impossible for him to beg for alms.

But today, in front of so many people, Master Wubian was not too arrogant, so he smiled and stretched out the demon-collecting golden bowl. Shui Miao raised his eyebrows and put down the two hundred yuan with a smile on his face. Then he even gave a gift to Monk Wubian, and then turned around and went back.

Master Wubian and a group of young monks were both puzzled and puzzled. They originally thought that this young man wanted to take the demon golden bowl, but they didn't expect nothing to happen.

Bai Feng was also puzzled, didn’t Shui Miao go to save the Black Snake Demon? Why did he even donate the donation?

Shui Miao came to the sleeper and was about to climb up the bed, the girl in the miniskirt put her hands on her feet, so that Shui Miao could not get up.

She was deliberately trying to cause trouble for herself!

Bai Feng was a little disliked, and blew his vagina and the girl in the short skirt suddenly felt her stomach hurt.

She took her hand and Shui Miao climbed onto the upper bunk.

As soon as Shui Miao fell asleep, Bai Feng floated up and asked, "What are you planning to do? As far as I know, there is a very powerful golden evil formation hidden in the demon-collection golden bowl. It will be transformed into pus in one hour, at most one hour."

"Haha, isn't it always against you? Isn't it a good thing for you when it dies?" Shui Miao lowered his voice and asked back.

Bai Feng shook his head and sighed, "As you said, its nature is actually not that bad, it's just a little naughty. Although there is time for people to hate it, it's not like watching it and silence."

Shui Miao suddenly smiled slightly and changed the topic: "By the way, Sister Bai, do you think this old monk looks like the Fahai in the legend of the White Snake? Xiao Hei is like a white snake. In the story, Fahai pressed Bai Suzhen under the Leifeng Tower and broke up a very beautiful couple in this world. If this matter is put in modern times, what would you do?"

The story of the Legend of the White Snake is well-known, and Shui Miao believes Bai Feng has heard of it.

Bai Feng paused, did not answer, but asked back: "I want to know, how would you do this on you?"

"hehe……"

Shui Miao smiled relaxedly, moved his fingers, and squinted his eyes and said, "If it were me, I would have ruined Fahai's Demon-Catching Golden Bowl and revealed his hypocritical true face."

"It's black gas..."
Chapter completed!