There is indeed something wrong!

I didn't say anything, and after paying the bill, I left. When I left the store, I obviously felt a ray of wishing power following me.

I drove around Yanjing City to the suburbs until twelve o'clock in the evening, I parked the car on the side of the road, got out and said, "Follow me all the way, come out."

"I can't tell that my little brother is going to be a little bit too bad."

The air twisted, and the owner of the Beijing restaurant appeared opposite me.

"Boss, you are amazing, but a Buddhist disciple is very good at cooking."

After I revealed my identity, the smile on the Beijing restaurant owner's face was curled, "You'd better not meddle in other people's business!"

Did he misunderstand something? I didn't know anything, but he said so, so I might as well continue to cheat him, "What if I must interfere?"

"Then I can only make you the same as them!" The owner of the Beijing restaurant slapped the ground with a palm, and three zombies crawled out from the ground. When they were completely out, I realized that to be precise, they should be living zombies - corpses that are no different from ordinary people.

At first I thought he was a monk who cultivated his mind but did not practice his mouth. Now I think he may not even cultivate his mind. People in Buddhism actually had such vicious means, but fortunately I discovered it.

The zombie rushed towards me roaring. Now, there is no need to use a lightning-striking wooden sword to deal with this level of evil objects. I clamped the talisman and solved it in three shots.

I was proud of my progress, and a chill fist whistled behind me.

I am still not good at this kind of head-on melee battle. One of them rolled forward and then stood up. The one who attacked me was a monk wearing a green monk's robe. His face was covered with black patterns, his eyes were only white, and another living zombie was also attacked.

The owner of the Beijing restaurant issued an order, "Kill this kid!"

"roar!"

The monk pulled up a big tree that had been decades from the side of the road and waved it towards me.

Oh my god, this is a realistic version of Lu Zhishen pulling out the weeping willows. I am just a young man. I stood in the air with the wind, and the monk actually walked up step by step.

This is the first time I have seen a living zombie with such a high cultivation level. I was struck by lightning in my hand, and the Yang Lei Talisman attached to the sword body and stabbed it.

"Roar~~"

The monk was struck by the Yang Lei Talisman and took a few steps back, waved the tree without blinking.

I'll go, this is the first time I've seen such an arrogant zombie. I'm not afraid of Yang Lei Talisman, and I don't believe in spiritual power and can't hurt you!

Put away the lightning-striking wooden sword, and five flying swords formed by spiritual power stabbed at the monk.

The monk used a big tree to beat three times, and two were stabbed into the heart and the throat.

Without a drop of blood, the monk pulled out the flying sword, squeezed it away with force, and looked at the two holes on his body, and there was obviously anger in his roar.

This is the first time I have seen such a strange situation. What is going on with this invulnerable sense of déjà vu? I am thinking about whether it is better to go through the thirty-six strategies.

"A bad beast!"

A figure flashed from a distance, holding an iron rod in his hand and hit the monk with a bang. The monk, who could not even hurt his spiritual power, fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

The owner of the Beijing restaurant who had been watching the show was also frightened, and he turned around and was about to run away without caring about the monk who had not gotten up.

"Amitabha."

But the man on the ground saluted me, "Brother, long time no see."

This tone - it was that flower monk!

"Brother, let's get rid of this guy first and then let's talk about the past."

Monk Hua held the iron rod in his hand and chased after him.

About half an hour later, Monk Hua was holding the owner of a Beijing restaurant in his hand. A strong man in his hand looked like a little chicken. Monk Hua also made a lot of progress during this period.

Monk Hua threw the owner of the Beijing restaurant to the ground, and the owner of the Beijing restaurant kowtowed repeatedly, "Senior brother, I'm wrong!"

Monk Hua clasped his hands together, turned a blind eye to begging for mercy, and said calmly, "You can't live your own sins. The day you betrayed you, you should have thought that I can ask the abbot to punish you less."

Afterwards, we followed the owner of the Beijing restaurant to his store and found that there were many glass jars in the kitchen filled with various villains. I also saw Ruoqing's.

Monk Hua broke all the jars and watched the villain fly away in all directions before explaining to me, "These are all a trace of souls that exchange vows. Although they seem harmless, over time, these people will die even if they don't live for a long time. My junior brother lacks the talent for cultivation and develops such a way of being aside, trying to absorb the souls of others and quickly improve his cultivation."

I knew that Buddhism did not kill people, so I asked curiously, "How will Buddhism deal with such immoral matters if it is unwilling to kill animals?"

"It's not true, and the Buddhist sect also said that it was just that it would not kill people easily. If he was abolished his cultivation and expelled him from the master."

The owner of the Beijing restaurant suddenly rose up, "What's the difference between abolishing cultivation and letting me die? Since that's the case, it's better to fight!" A bone-clearing knife on the cooking table slashed at us.

With a slam, the monk Hua knocked the bone-clearing knife away, and the iron rod hit the boss of the Beijing restaurant without reducing the pressure.

"You haven't come to save me yet!"

Various pots and bowls in the kitchen were swept up by unknown demonic winds to form a wall to block the owner of the Beijing restaurant.

"What a waste!"

I heard a shout and was very familiar. After thinking for a few seconds, I felt that it looked very much like Mr. Zheng's voice. I wanted to find the source of the sound, but unfortunately there were pots and bowls flying everywhere.

"upbraid!"

Monk Hua shouted loudly, and the pots and bowls fell down in one go, and the people disappeared, only to see the back door of the restaurant open.

We hurriedly chased out, and there was nothing in the empty back alley.

I took Monk Hua back to the agency. His purpose of going down the mountain this time was to catch the defected junior brother. As a result, he became like this. He planned to stay here for one night and continue to investigate tomorrow.

Mr. Zheng actually has something to do with this demon monk. I guess this very effective weight loss pill must be not simple.

The next morning, Monk Hua said goodbye, and before leaving, he said, "According to my master, the world is getting worse and worse, brother, you have to be careful."

This monk Hua is also interesting. He said everything after we met twice, and my heart was warm.

It was the fifteenth day of the month again. Since I came here, except for the first time Qi Tianchuan appeared, this agency rarely saw him. Even Wang Zheng joked that the agency simply changed its name to Jiefei Agency.

As usual, when I open the ghost path and other unjust ghosts, I am thinking about weight loss pills in my heart, and I look at my phone from time to time.

With a bang, the door of the agency was knocked open, and a man fell to the door covered in blood.

There are so many strange things every year that year. I turned the man over with my feet, squatted down and looked at him. Isn’t this the demon monk?

I patted his face, "Hey! Wake up."

The demon monk grabbed my arm, "Save me... Please save me... He is not a human..."
Chapter completed!