Chapter 1131 Go to Hell, You Bald Man!

"Fangzheng host, let me tell you, this incident is not a joke. You are not allowed to play disappear!" Magistrate Qi knows Fangzheng very well. He has been here so many times, and Fangzheng plays disappear almost every time, so this time Tell Fangzheng first.

Fangzheng was dumbfounded... He suddenly realized that being understood by others didn't seem too good.

But Fangzheng smiled terribly, and didn't say he wouldn't disappear, nor did he say disappear.

At this time, County Magistrate Qi received a call. It seemed that something urgent had happened, so he hurriedly said goodbye and left.

As soon as the county magistrate left, Fangzheng hurriedly closed the gate of the monastery, then called his disciples together, and said, "Xianyu, if someone from the government comes, just cooperate with them. For the rest, no matter who comes to ask, Just say I'm not here! Well, the poor monk is really not here!"

Just as the disciples were about to say something, they heard someone knocking on the door!

Fangzheng was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Anyone who wants to see me, just say that the poor monk is not here!"

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng ran to the backyard, and then secretly leaned on the wall to watch the situation.

The monkey waited for the disciples to look helpless, but the monkey still went to open the gate of the monastery. There are so many people who are listening to the lectures and looking at the stele outside, now that there is no salted fish, they naturally turn their attention to One Finger Temple.

If the One Finger Temple keeps closing its doors, it would be a bit out of place.

As soon as the gate opened, sure enough, a group of pilgrims poured in with a whoosh, and the incense rose into the sky like a green dragon flying into the sky, which was extremely conspicuous.

The disciples also got busy, selling incense, maintaining order, maintaining order, showing cute, taking pictures... They were very busy.

Seeing this, Fangzheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart, "It's okay, there's nothing wrong."

However, just after saying this, Fangzheng saw a strange person walking into the temple.

This person has dark skin, frowning, carrying a big green canvas bag, with one hand pressing the canvas bag, as if it contained something very important!

Fangzheng raised his eyebrows, a little curious, thought for a while, jumped off the wall, cast a dream, and walked out.

"Bai Yi said that the more people die, the higher the reward. The closer the dead are to Fang Zheng, the higher the reward... What if Fang Zheng is killed?" Bai Yi's voice still rang in the man's ears, and his heart As he became more nervous after walking into One Finger Temple, he subconsciously squeezed the canvas bag tightly.

At this moment, a Buddha's name rang in his ears.

"Amitabha, benefactor, do you need help from the poor monk?"

The man's heart trembled, and he turned around suddenly, only to see a monk wearing a white monk's robe came behind him at some point. The man stared at Fangzheng nervously, and then his eyes suddenly lit up. Even a fool could see that fierce light!

But Fangzheng didn't seem to see it, and said with a smile: "Benefactor, do you need help from the poor monk?"

"Yes!" the man said.

"Please tell me, benefactor," Fang Zheng said.

The man's breathing was also somewhat rapid, obviously his spirit was extremely nervous, and he whispered: "It's hard to say here, let's go to a place where there are no people."

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Alright, let's go to the backyard. Xianyu and Jingxin, come over together, and I will arrange something for you if there is something for the teacher."

When the man heard it, his breathing became more rapid.

Fangzheng still didn't seem to know, then he greeted the man and walked towards the backyard.

Xianyu and Honghaier felt weird when they saw Fangzheng running out. So they put down what they were doing and followed them to the backyard.

In the backyard, Fangzheng asked, "Benefactor, do you have anything to say?"

The man raised his head slightly, looked at Fangzheng enthusiastically, and was about to speak when he heard Ouyang Fenghua's voice outside the courtyard: "Come here! I tell you, you must apologize to Fangzheng's host!"

"I don't know... just because you say it nicely, doesn't mean you really have supernatural powers..." Chang Yun's voice followed.

While talking, Ouyang Fenghua came with Chang Yun, and the two of them didn't rush into the backyard rashly, but stood at the gate of the courtyard wanting to shout something. As soon as he arrived, he saw Fangzheng standing at the door...

Ouyang Fenghua suddenly smiled, "Master..."

The man saw that two more people were sent to die, and the smile on his face became even more ferocious. He always remembered that the more people killed, the more rewards!

Almost at the same time, the man shouted: "For the glory of the Red Devils, you all go to death!"

While the man yelled, the hand that was holding the canvas bag firmly pulled out, and a silver iron ring was clasped on his middle finger! As soon as the iron ring is pulled, it wants to detonate something!

boom!

The flames in the canvas bag lit up instantly, and a terrifying force was about to explode!

At that moment, Chang Yun and Ouyang Fenghua didn't react at all, but the other party rang the bomb, and the moment the bomb exploded, the two of them instinctively felt the coming of death, their bodies were icy cold, as if falling into an ice cave, as if they were about to die the next moment ! The two of them didn't have time to think about anything, they couldn't even make any reaction, they could only widen their eyes, waiting to die...Desperation, incomparable despair!

Almost at the same time, Fangzheng patted Hong Haier on the head, Hong Haier grinned and opened his mouth wide!

The man originally thought that the task was about to be overfulfilled, and his face was covered with a fanatical and crazy smile!

However, his smile froze the next moment!

The horror of Chang Yun and Ouyang Fenghua also froze on their faces, and then turned into shock!

The red boy opened his mouth wide, the flames in the cloth bag under his arm just exploded the canvas bag, turned into a tongue of flame and flew into the air, then spun around, and all fell into the little monk's mouth!

As for the iron filings and steel balls blown out by the explosion, they fell to the ground with a clang, as if they had been drained of strength!

At that moment, the man was dumbfounded, and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. Bai Yi's words came to mind: "Although I don't know if Fang Zheng really has supernatural powers, you don't want to touch him. Go to One Finger Mountain and blow up those ordinary people, how many are killed. If you can kill a few of his disciples It's even better. Remember, don't try to blow up Fangzheng! Don't touch him until we have accurate information!"

The man's heart was extremely bitter, he was greedy, but Bai Yi's information was also wrong, in this monastery not only Fang Zheng has supernatural powers, but his disciples also have supernatural powers! This is not a monastery at all, this is a Buddhist country!

"Benefactor, it seems that the poor monk will not die. If so, why don't you go and sit?" Fangzheng pointed to the tables and chairs not far away.

The man looked at Fangzheng with a complicated face, then sighed, as if resigned to his fate, followed Fangzheng and walked over, sat on the chair mountain, and said, "You can't be killed by bombs, what can I do? Kill or cut, Come with you."

Fangzheng smiled at Ouyang Fenghua, and followed.