Chapter 139 Helping the Knife to Make a Shape 【For Collection】
Zhu Lin immediately typed back: "Roll, roll, roll..."
Seeing that Fangzheng hadn't been tricked, Zhu Lin couldn't even make Fangzheng a little strange, revealing his true nature, and immediately felt a sense of frustration. Unwilling to give up, he bumped into Fangzheng again, Fangzheng was a little upset, you female benefactor, why are you always groping around when you have nothing to do? Indecent?
But he didn't say that, he just looked at Zhu Lin helplessly.
Zhu Lin said, "Master, I would like to ask you a question."
Fangzheng said: "Female benefactor, please tell me, if the poor monk knows, I will definitely answer. However, the poor monk's practice is still shallow, and he doesn't know many things."
Zhu Lin didn't care what Fangzheng said behind her, and said with a smile: "Look, if Tang Priest wants to become a Buddha, he has to go through ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties; but if the Bull Demon King wants to become a Buddha, he just needs to put down his butcher knife. Why is it so difficult for a good person to become a Buddha? Bad people Why is it so easy to become a Buddha? Do you mean equality?"
Fangzheng didn't expect Zhu Lin to ask such a question, and thought she would continue to talk nonsense.
Before Fangzheng could reply, a person behind suddenly said: "Everyone has come with a knife, how dare you talk to him? Put down the knife and let's talk..."
Fangzheng: "#￥%#￥..."
Immediately another human said: "The Bull Demon King found the Tathagata Buddha and said, "Can I become a Buddha? " Tathagata Buddha said: "Let's put down the knife first, and speak slowly..."
As soon as the two of them interrupted, the topic changed immediately, and the people in the car started to think about it.
"If you don't want to be raped, let him put down the knife."
"With a knife in hand, who dares not let you become a Buddha?"
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Fangzheng and Zhu Lin glanced at each other, they were all in a daze, the emotional jokes were all in the car!
With such an interruption, the two of them couldn't talk anymore, and the car passed through the tunnel, so there was no signal. Zhu Lin saw how to tease Fangzheng again, Fangzheng always smiled, gentle and humble, keeping a distance at all times, lost the enthusiasm to continue teasing Fangzheng, and fell asleep there.
After the car left the urban area, people began to come one after another, more and more people.
Fangzheng was leaning against the car window, thinking about the scene after going to Baiyun Temple, but unfortunately, he had never been there, so he could only play all kinds of flirtatious things.
At this moment, a hand quietly reached out, touching the small bag next to Zhu Lin.
Fangzheng frowned slightly, and when he looked up, he saw a tall and thick man also looking at him, his eyes were staring like a bull's eye, and the corners of his mouth were raised, as if I was very fierce, and said in a low voice: "Look! The scenery outside!"
Fangzheng immediately understood that he had encountered a thief! Still a fierce thief! Look around again, some people are asleep, and some people are blocking the side of the strong man, so that others can't see the situation here. Obviously, this is a crime committed by a gang!
"Look at the scenery outside!" the strong man said again.
Fangzheng looked at Zhu Lin who was still asleep, sighed, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, benefactor, please keep your voice down, don't disturb her dream."
"You fucking don't understand human speech, do you? Turn your head away, be careful I'll cut you!" The strong man's expression became more ferocious, and at the same time he took out a sharp knife and gestured in front of Fang Zheng.
From the point of view of the strong man, when the general story has developed to the present, no matter whether the other party is a macho or not, he should honestly turn his head away and obey. Especially for such a young and tender monk, he should be even more afraid to prick him and make trouble.
As a result, a white hand stretched out, and then, in his astonished eyes, grabbed the sharp knife's blade!
"What are you doing?!" the strong man asked subconsciously.
"Amitabha, it's okay, this knife doesn't look good, let me change the look for you." Fangzheng pinched it slightly...
"Let's go! If you don't let go, I'll stab you to death!" The strong man threatened in a low voice, blowing his beard and staring.
Fangzheng smiled slightly and said, "Amitabha."
Fangzheng opened his hand lightly, and the strong man was dumbfounded. The sharp knife he bought from the Internet, made of twenty-five traditional crafts, traditional quenching and smelting, worth ninety-nine eighty ones, has already turned into twisted flowers!
"This... this..." The strong man looked at the monk who was still smiling before him, he was speechless, his lips trembling.
"What are you doing, beard? Hurry up." The tall, thin man beside him said in a low voice without turning his head.
Huzi said bitterly: "Give me your knife for a try."
"What the hell? Didn't you bring it with you? Also, we are thieves, we just need to scare people, but you really stabbed people..." The tall and thin man whispered in Huzi's ear.
"I have it, but I suspect that I bought a fake knife, you damn profiteer. Give me your watermelon knife..." After Huzi finished speaking, he stuffed his twist knife into the tall and thin man.
The tall, thin man took it over and looked at it, almost jumping up in fright, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, and when the words came to his lips, he yelled in his heart: "Oh, fuck, what J8 stuff!"
The tall and thin man handed the watermelon knife to Hu Zi, who pointed at Fangzheng again, and said fiercely: "If you have the ability, twist it into a twist!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a blur in front of his eyes, and the knife had already fallen into the hands of the young monk in front of him. Then the little monk smiled slightly, squeezed his hands, and twisted!
Creaking, the sound of metal twisting sounded, and then a watermelon knife turned into a twist, and then the little monk put the knife back into the bearded hand, smiled slightly and said, "Donor, do you have any other requests? How about calling you?" Bow tie?"
"Driver! Stop! I want to get out of the car!"
"What is it called? What kind of car do you get in this wilderness?"
"Stop, stop! I want to get out of the car! If you don't stop, I'll whip you to death!"
"squeak……"
The long-distance bus stopped on the side of the road, and then the three men got out of the car and ran wildly all the way, running wantonly in the wheat field in the heavy snow, just like their lost youth.
Only then did the driver come to his senses, how did Twist stab someone to death? Are these guys funny?
Seeing this, Fangzheng smiled slightly, leaned against the window, squinted his eyes, and dozed off. As for the degrees of these thieves? Fangzheng also thought about it, but in the current situation, it is obviously not possible. Pulling them into the dreamland, the car swayed, and there was no guarantee that nothing would happen... that was the only way to go.
Unexpectedly, the girl next to her opened her eyes slightly, and then let out a long sigh of relief... It turned out that Zhu Lin hadn't fallen asleep, but was frightened and didn't dare to move. , or the principle of dissipating wealth and eliminating disasters, pretending to sleep.
In the end, she never expected that she would see a scene that almost made her jaw drop, breaking the knife with bare hands? This is... amazing, is it possible?
At this moment, the driver's voice sounded: "Everyone, check if there is any missing property. If so, please call the police. They haven't gone far."
"Fuck, driver, you know they are thieves, why didn't you tell me earlier?" someone shouted in the car immediately, and then everyone started rummaging through things.
"Did I say it earlier? I run this line every day, and these guys were caught and released, released and caught, and slipped back and forth on this line. If I said so, would I still be able to drive? Besides, they When I came, didn’t I play the anti-thief voice?” The driver was not happy.
But someone is cool.
"Brother Wuming, it's done! Everything is done, as long as Fangzheng goes to the ferry of Baiyun Temple, hehe, I promise to let him understand what it means to look at the ocean and sigh!" Hongxiang said on the phone.
Wu Ming nodded in satisfaction and said, "Well done, hum, let him look good this time."