C819 Adamantine Finger!
C819 Adamantine Finger!
In the next moment, he froze.
He actually touched his head. Damn! Where's my hair?
Stabbing Soul panicked as he quickly took out the mirror he carried with him. This scene scared him out of his wits.
Not a single strand of hair was left on the top of his head!
He was an unparalleled beautiful man, and now that his hair had been taken away, he had turned into an extremely ugly and bald donkey!
"Come out, big monk!" I want to fight it out with you! "
Stabbing Soul clenched his fists as he looked around for the figure of an old monk.
It was also at this moment that a buddhist master came back from outside and called out to the Amitabha. He then said with a gentle smile, "Benefactor, you have finally woken up, from today onwards you will officially be my disciple. I will bestow you with an endless number of names, and in the future, you will stay by my side to serve the Buddha."
"Endless your head!" Your father's name is Stabbing Soul! "
Stabbing Soul roared at a Zen master: "I am the king of assassins, and I have countless lives at my disposal. Even if I die, I won't be a lousy monk!"
What a joke!
What was his identity? He was an invincible existence in the world of assassins. Every day, he ate and drank. He was accompanied by beautiful women. Who would want to live the life of a monk!?
"It is precisely because you have killed too many people that this old monk saw that you still had room to teach you, so I made an exception and took you in as a disciple. This old monk will allow you to escape into the void, to free yourself from the Sea of Bitterness as soon as possible."
"Big monk, don't talk so much. I, Stabbing Soul, will only be a killer in this life. If you don't want to kill me, then get out of my way."
Stabbing Soul's face darkened. He did not listen to the monk's brainwashing at all and advised him to be nice. This was equivalent to advising the butcher to put down his pig slaughtering knife, so how could the butcher agree?
One of the Grandmasters quietly looked at the Stabbing Soul, and finally said in a soft voice, "Almsgiver, why don't you make a gentleman's agreement with us?"
"What kind of a deal? Great Monk, don't think of trying to trick me!" A feeling of unease arose in the Soul Stinger's heart. This monk didn't seem to be anything good at all.
Pointing at the gate of the temple, he drew a circle with a diameter of one meter, attentively looking at the Spirit Stinger, he said, "Sir, the old monk is standing in the circle, you can attack the old monk. As long as the old monk leaves this circle, the old monk will lose.
At that time, Benefactor can leave on your own accord. This old monk promises that I will no longer obstruct you. If Benefactor is unable to let this old monk leave the circle, then Benefactor will have to follow this old monk to practice Buddhist magic in the future. "
"Is that true?" Stabbing Soul narrowed his eyes and sized up the monk. His eyes lit up, and although he was not a match for the monk, his full strength was not enough to touch the corner of his clothes.
"Amitabha, don't use words to attack your family!" Grandmaster Zen slightly bowed to show his sincerity.
Stabbing Soul laughed sinisterly, a fierce look flashed past his eyes as he shouted in anger: "Good! "Monk, you said it yourself!"
Just as he finished speaking, Stabbing Soul's figure rushed towards First Buddhist Master!
"..."
Li Mo rested at home for three days. During these three days, he was tortured by Zuo Zuo to the point of collapse. This woman was probably crazy.
Every day, he learned the combination of food online and cooked it for Li Mo to eat, completely treating him as a little white mouse.
Cooking pot porridge does not need any technical content, but hot pot soup needs to master the temperature of the fire and the weight of the hand.
The first time was when the old chicken soup was used as cooking wine. She poured the vinegar into the pot and when the water was turned on, the sour taste began to drift out, filling the entire hall on the first floor.
This woman would make the mistake of bringing the sour chicken soup directly into Li Mo's room. The latter took a sip and almost vomited.
The second time, she cooked a fish head soup, which was very simple. She boiled water and then put the fried fish head into the boiling water.
But she finally forgot to put the ginger slices!
That fishy smell was still fresh in Li Mo's memory even now; it was simply too disgusting!
"..."
Fortunately, Li Mo's recovery ability was astounding. In three days time, he had already untied the thread and even the wound had scabbed over.
Finally, he no longer needed to be a mouse for this woman!
"From today onwards, it's my turn to cook!"
Li Mo saw that Zuo Zuo still wanted to enter the kitchen to study the menu so he quickly stopped her. He couldn't let her enter the kitchen again, otherwise he would still be the one injured.
Zuo Zuo blinked and asked seriously, "Are the dishes I made tasty?"
"No, what I mean is, how can I let you and a beautiful fairy like you walk into the kitchen? The oil smoke in the kitchen is too big, so washing dishes and vegetables can easily cause your hands to rot.
You are beautiful fairies, as long as you are responsible for the beauty, then that is fine. As for the menial work of cooking, leave it to me! "
Li Mo tried his best to dissuade Zuo Zuo, but Zuo Wuji was completely dumbfounded by his words. He was stunned for a moment before asking with some doubt: "There's a smoke extractor in the kitchen, and there's even gloves for washing dishes. Why would the things that this guy spoke of happen?"
However, this guy said that they were Little Fairy and that they were only responsible for being beautiful, that was enough. His words were correct, and could be considered to have reached her heart.
It was the first time since he had met Li Mo that he had heard her praise. Zuo Xin was overjoyed.
At least you have a good eye!
Zuo Zuo Ao raised his chin and went out of the living room to chat with Lu Lian.
However, what the woman didn't know was that Li Mo said this just to get rid of him.
Heaven and Earth!
Li Mo really did not want to eat anything made by this woman! If he continued to eat it, he would really die!
Either he was poisoned or he was disgusted to death!
"..."
A ruined temple.
The First Pilot stood there majestically, just like a mountain.
The figure of Stabbing Soul retreated to a corner before suddenly accelerating. Like a wild beast, he brazenly slammed into the monk that was drawing the ground!
The Stabbing Soul roared like a wild beast and charged forward!
The face of First Buddhist Master did not change as he silently recited the Buddhist scripture. When the Stabbing Soul hit him, he lightly reached out and brought his hands together. At the same time, he shouted, "Great Strength Vajra Finger!"
His two hands seemed to lightly tap on the body of the Spirit Stinger, but the latter's body suddenly stopped. His originally bulging body was now like a deflated ball.
Following which, the Spirit Stinger seemed to have received a heavy blow, his entire body was sent flying!
Pfft!
Stabbing Soul fell to the ground once more, the blood in his body tumbled over as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He already couldn't remember just how many times he had vomited this kind of blood.
Every time he got close, he would be struck by the monk's strange finger techniques. Then, an incomparable power would burst forth from his fingertips, sending the Spirit Stabbing into the air!
Stabbing Soul laid limply on the ground. He didn't have the strength to get up again. He had tried various methods during these three days, but the result was that he was still unable to shake the monk.
The Spirit Stinger was in despair.
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