"Hey!"
This fierce tiger-like, demon-like roar just showed its fierce face and disappeared instantly.
Combined with Lingyou Jackson, he couldn’t help but stop and look at that show with a look of consternation, which is to protect Li Yanran’s ferocity.
"Shan Jun?"
Instantly aware of the source of this evil spirit, Zen master Lingyou didn’t know what to do at the moment.
However, this situation, Zen master Jing Lingyou, also answered a question in his heart.
That’s why Li Yanran is so ferocious and possessed by something congenial, but he is pale and worried about his life
"So you’ve been protecting her?"
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"This sound?"
On the other side, Pei Wende’s front foot had just stepped out of the temple gate when he heard the roar in the hall of Ursa Major.
"Is it the roar of the tiger?"
Pei Wende, who experienced the "Mulian Temple Incident", immediately realized who the owner of this sound was.
His face suddenly changed, and he gave up his original plan to buy medicine in the mountains without hesitation, and turned around and ran in the direction of Zen master Lingyou.
Zen master Lingyou is a great Buddhist. Yes, when he was young, he did have the power to save the dragon and the tiger.
Zen master Nellingyou is now old and frail. In addition, he has spent all his efforts and energy on Pei Wende over the years, and he has long since lost his glory.
At the very least, Pei Wende’s eyes, this guy who has been hiding his injuries, is a stubborn old man.
"Master! ！”
So when Pei Wende ran to the entrance of the hall in three steps and two steps, he was worried. It was rare that he didn’t directly call Master Lingyou the old monk this time.
"You …"
Pei Wende imagined that the picture was different. At this moment, Master Lingyou twisted his beads with a calm face, as if he hadn’t heard the tiger roar just now.
The first step appeared in the hall, and the monk Hui Ji showed a rare embarrassment by holding Li Yanran’s face in a coma in a "princess hug" way.
"… are you all right?"
It was not until this time, in hindsight, that Pei Wende finished a whole sentence
"Well, it seems that you have no big deal."
Quietly glancing at Hui Ji monk Pei Wende next to him, he always felt that if he said one more inappropriate word, the Buddhist monk would definitely beat himself up.
"Am I coming at a bad time? Why don’t Master and I give you some privacy? "
Unconsciously rolling his eyes, Pei Wende has always been very courageous. Suddenly, he has a feeling of wanting to touch a tiger’s ass, and he also got a look from monk Hui Ji as he wished.
"Ahem, I’m kidding …"
Decisively, Pei Wende didn’t dare to continue poking fun at Hui Ji and turned his attention to the Zen master Lingyou who was watching all this with great interest.
"What the hell just happened?"
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Moments later, Pei Wende stood in silence with Hui. At that time, he shot his eyes from time to time and finally learned what had happened to Li Yanran from the mouth of Zen Master Lingyou.
"No wonder she looks so ugly."
Pei Wende suddenly nodded his head. At this moment, he remembered that his face was as white as paper when he first met Li Yanran.
"It turned out that she was infected and possessed by evil spirits."
Think about it. Three months ago, the whole village in Zhangjiacun was seriously ill just because it was infected by the evil spirits of mandrill.
If it weren’t for Pei Wende’s pure yang blood and Tibetan scriptures to exorcise evil spirits for them, I’m afraid they would be more than just a serious illness
Adult strong men may be able to carry it with their own blood gas, but the children and women in the village are definitely unable to carry it.
Rao is so, the evil spirits of mandrill still remain in Zhangjiacun, and there is definitely no way to disperse them in a short time.
You can imagine how much pressure Li Yanran was under when he was infected with more evil spirits.
"But what was that tiger roar just now?"
Speaking of this, Pei Wende suddenly remembered that it was just like the roar of a mountain king.
"Isn’t Shan Jun dead yet?"
Although Pei Wende didn’t witness the death of Shanjun personally, judging from all the existing signs in Mulian Temple, the giant tiger with white forehead is dead and can’t die any more.
At that time, the monk Hui Ji Yuan De of Tongmulian Temple was able to prove that he didn’t look at his mistakes.
"There is no doubt that Shan Jun is dead."
Talking is not a Zen master, but a wise silence without interrupting all the time.
"but this doesn’t mean that all the things that symbolize the mountain king have disappeared."
Listen, accompanied by an angry roar, another completely different ferocity immediately gushed out of Li Yanran’s body and then turned into a fierce tiger with a white forehead.
