Chapter 447： It turns out that you are such a living Buddha.

After the taxi arrived at the place, Su Bai handed the mobile phone to the monk. After the monk finished reading, he silently said that he handed the mobile phone to Gyatso. After Gyatso looked, he took a deep breath.

At this time, the two sorghums finally put the Buddha's Condor aside, because it is obvious that the three of them are in trouble, and then they just say that they happen to meet, and then they say nothing to get into trouble, it’s okay, it’s too Self-deception.

A dirty thing, a dirty thing that can block the feelings of the three people, a dirty thing that talks to you and touches you with you, but has no strange feelings;

This is really terrible.

"Big white, if you don't help her to write a book, is there no such thing?" Gyatso asked to ask Su Bai.

“Is it a mistake to help others?” Su Bai shrugged and asked, this pot, Su Bai can not be back.

"I don't look at people's backs, you will help? There is an old man's rice bag falling, why don't you help me?" Gyatso's mouth twitched with a smile.

The monk is on the side and is deeply convinced.

The matter is very serious, but the three people have not been scared to the point where they dare not speak. Mao Weiren also said that he should attach importance to the enemy in tactics and despise the enemy strategically.

The weird things are much more experienced. The three are not good at all. They know better. When encountering things, it is better to be calm and face than to panic.

"Then her ticket, but just sitting next to me." Su Bai reminded, "It seems that she should have been eyeing us for a long time."

"This is strange. We haven't done anything to hurt the world recently." Gyatso indulged for a while and continued. "She shouldn't be a blue kid. The reason why telling you this name is actually a warning."

“Warning?” Su Bai said. “It’s similar to killing you before giving you an all-nighter, then slowly playing with us? So confident.”

This is the most incomprehensible place for Su Bai. If the other party really follows Gyatso’s, it is to play a cat-and-mouse game, so it’s okay to make contact with yourself and others to create psychological pressure in advance. But here is the real world, whether she is really blue or not, she has to face, but three senior listeners, in the real world, dare to regard the senior audience as a rat play, not much.

"The other party should not be an audience, otherwise she does not need to do so much arrangement and thinking, just to see us?" The monk analyzed, "But in the real world, there will be such strange and inconspicuous existence, indeed let Poorness is very unexpected. It is not unusual in the real world. However, this kind of existence is generally asleep in the ocean or in an inaccessible place. If you dare to sneak out, the broadcast is not bad."

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth. After the advanced house, after entering the house, I really don't believe she dared to attack the old house." Su Bai said, reaching out and pushing the iron door.

The little guy and the auspicious should be at home at this time, with auspicious companionship, Su Bai really does not worry about the safety of the little guy, and the old family’s formation is only modified by the fat man and the monk, and most of them are still preserved. Even if the senior audience came in person, it would not be a simple matter to break the turtle shell.

However, when Su Bai pushed the iron gate away, his whole person subconsciously retreated and retreated to the monk and Gyatso.

"The driver!"

Su Bai looked back and just stopped at the back and found the money to smoke a driver in the pumping driver along with the taxi, and disappeared.

In front, it was not the door of the old house. Around it, it suddenly became a cemetery garden. The cold wind of the deep winter whizzed past, blowing a piece of dead leaves, and blowing it in the heart of the three men. It suddenly looks cool.

At the same time, Su Bai’s left hand clenched his fist and his breath suddenly became heavy;

Opposite, the monk is similar to Gyatso, and the breath of the two suddenly becomes very unstable.

"This is a bit of a big thing." Su Bai forced the trembling of his heart, took out a cigarette, and clicked, "I will declare it again, it is absolutely impossible for me to see someone beautifully help her to marry the book." Only when this thing is caused, I don’t believe that this level of ghosts will actually play indiscriminate random attacks."

"But the biggest suspicion is still on you." The monk sighed and took out the beads. "That girl, did you know before? Or, according to your young people, how have you been to her before?" ”

Su Bai smiled and looked at the monk, some accidentally said, "Monk, if you really can't stop, I will give you two small stars in Shanghai, and then in front of the floor of the hotel room on the 50th floor, let They hold the glass window with both hands and face you behind you. You enter from behind them. Below is the bustling Shanghai, which can give you a thrill of being strong and traitorous, so that you can afford more than 20 of them. The body of the year."

The monk was not angry, but he asked very seriously. "Even if you are poor and yearning, but Su Bai, do you still have so much money? Although the mineral water on the high-speed rail is very expensive, there is not much money. You can't afford a bottle of mineral water. I also want to find a woman for the poor. I am very touched by the poor."

Su Bai and the monk are ridiculous and sarcasm, the dialogue between the two people, the smell of gunpowder has become more and more obvious, it is clear that there is some kind of existence, is provoking the anger between the two, so that two people lost the past Elegant and indifferent;

In addition to the onset of illness, Su Bai’s control over his own emotions is very strong, and the monks naturally need not say much. Now the two men are squinting at each other in a tit-for-tat manner, while gazing at what they are, they all see clearly from the other’s eyes. The mood swings, I also feel my own mood swings, as if I have a hand, are madly licking my own demons, mobilizing their negative emotions, and even this kind of mobilization, so that they can not control, can only try Keep your own lucidity, but the behavior, movements, and speech are somewhat different.

Become more impulsive,

Become more brutal,

Also become more direct;

When Su Bai and the monk were talking, Gyatso had been bowing his head. Then, he raised his head violently, and in the eyes, a dark flame immediately rose, and Gyatso’s body was suddenly contaminated. The magic flame, he is a Buddha, but he has long been enchanted by Buddha.

The obscure spell was sent from Gyatso's mouth, and then the hatchet fell into his hand and immediately went down!

"Hey!"

The knife went down, the light around it changed like color, and a group of gloomy ghosts vented out. The stone monuments in the cemetery all turned black at this time;

Although the three lost their past elegance and demeanor, but the coping instinct at the critical juncture is still there, the conversation between the monk and Su Bai has actually shifted more attention because they know that the other party seems to want one point. Pointly watching them continue to go crazy, this is a kind of bad taste similar to broadcasting, but definitely not from the hands of the broadcast, because the broadcast in the real world has basically not directly interfered with the situation, but this does not affect Su Bai and the monk delayed the time according to her script, in order to give Gyatso the opportunity to switch the magic body out of the first knife!

After Gyatso’s slashing, Su Bai and the monk retreated at the same time. The monk’s law was solemn, the Buddha’s silk thread was broken, and he flew away. Su Bai was a pair of Hellfire shotguns, shooting continuously around him.

"boom!"

Everything around it seems to have collapsed at this time. Around, the shadows of the dead souls are constantly swaying, screaming, in pain, in venting, in struggle,

The number of dead souls, you can’t see the side at a glance,

but,

Their hatred is all concentrated on the three men of Su Bai.

Su Bai’s eyes glimpsed, “Monk, see clearly, even if I am a stallion, starting from the 10-year-old Ding Ding’s long hair, I’m going to start messing up every day, and I’m not able to make so many for me. A woman who loves to die and revenge, not to mention, there are still many male ghosts here."

"There are so many dead souls that focus on us, what is going on here."

The monk is also a faceless solution. In his eyes, he has already revealed a touch of blood. This is also a no-brainer. Deep in the whirlpool of ghosts, even if it is a saint, it will be defiled, and emotions will be driven. It is also normal. The thing, this is the quantitative change that produces a qualitative change.

"I remember, she told me to pass the micro-signals of both of you." Su Bai suddenly said at this time, "maybe, her original goal is to be one of the two of you, Laozi is just a soy sauce!"

Su Bai’s face showed a sinister smile. At this moment, his blood temperament was perfectly revealed. Even the monk was infected with emotions, let alone Su Bai. Now his emotions are constantly going to I am tempering to develop, but I am still trying to restrain myself.

The monk took out the mobile phone and quickly opened the WeChat and glanced at it. "No friends apply for information."

Immediately, the monk and Su Bai’s gaze fell on Gyatso. Gyatso’s chest kept undulating, his muscles kept bursting and bursting. Soon, he retired himself from the state of magic. Come out, in that state, even if you are a self-cultivator, you can't control yourself.

Gasping heavily, Gyatso also took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and then he stopped.

In his WeChat, there is a friend who applied,

The other person’s head is a beautiful girl.

The additional message is written: Master, do you remember me?

Gyatso had some inexplicable time. He didn’t know the **** this avatar.

Looking up, Gyatso found that Su Bai and the monk were looking at him with a "liked" look.

This look is like saying:

"Oh, you are such a living Buddha."