Here Lies The Wicked

Chapter 561 the Secret Sect

Fang Zheng hurriedly asked Mr. Fu if the old Mo Buddha would not be able to kill the Old Mo Buddha if only one stone buddha was not demolished.

Fang Zheng quickly got the answer from Mr. Fu.

These stone buddhas looked more like Old Mo Buddha's remaining incarnations on earth.

So the old Mo Buddha must not be dead yet.

He must still be alive!

These avatars were secondary, and killing the Old Mo Buddha's real body would naturally end all of this.

After hearing Mr. Fu's words, Fang Zheng's first thought was the bizarre disappearance and death of the Xianluo buddhist temple.

That should be one of the Old Mo Buddha's hiding places, right?

In the battle between good and evil in ancient buddhism, it was obvious that the Old Mo Buddha was invincible and eventually escaped from the east and into the barbarian lands overseas.

And it could be a resurrection, rebuilding his mind.

And this place is southeast asia, where the buddha country is everywhere.

The more Fang Zheng thought about the differences between southeast asian buddhism and domestic buddhist culture, the more he paid attention to personal cultivation, and the popular techniques of raising ghosts such as buddha, yin, Gumantong, etc., the more he thought about it, the more shocked he became.

This is just like what Mr. Fu said. He was good at Human Skin, kid bones, and so on. His method of refining weapons was similar!

Did southeast asia really become his heart's nest?

With that in mind, Fang Zheng quietly looked up and looked at Mr. Fu's face, which was close to him, hoping to see some clues... Well, Fang Zheng admitted that he had made a cane.

Mr. Fu was born with a life-and-death face, so there was no expression.

Fang Zheng was so focused that he made a few mistakes in passing the paper. Facing Mr. Fu's gaze, Fang Zheng seemed to think of something. He smiled and said that he was fine. Then he continued to help Mr. Fu divide the paper that was used to fold the paper.

Some people died in a foreign land.

Especially the top stars.

It was impossible for Mr. Fu to be unaware of such a big thing. If all the buddhism in southeast asia had come from his heart, Mr. Fu would not have been so calm.

Not to mention Mr. Fu's calm performance, domestic buddhism was also shrouded in peace.

Fang Zheng was not arrogant enough to wake me up alone when everyone was drunk. I was the only one who saw through the truth.

So there was only one thing that could explain why everyone was so calm.

Southeast asian buddhism had nothing to do with his mind.

In other words, buddhism had indeed developed believers and established temples in southeast asia, but for various reasons, his heart also failed to develop in southeast asia.

After all, because of the infamous nature of buddhism, few madmen would go crazy with them.

And the ones who could go crazy with them, Fang Zheng reckoned, were either real lunatics, or murderers and wanted criminals who had no way to live, who would actually commit murder and robbery if they borrowed buddhism.

No one entered the temple.

There was no shortage of such murderous monks in ancient times.

Southeast asia!

Fang Zheng felt that he needed to go there and investigate the whole thing. Finally, he found a clue that the old Mo Buddha had resurfaced, and he didn't want to miss it just like that, no matter if he could get a result or not.

Similarly, regardless of what Local Tyrant said, whether or not he was recommended to be the leading actor, he would make a trip to southeast asia in the near future.

This time in the underworld shop, Fang Zheng's harvest was great. Fang Zheng stayed to help Mr. Fu for an hour or two before he got up and went to university city.

...

In summer, the weather is hot and stuffy. People are easily upset and unable to sleep.

When Fang Zheng arrived at the university city, it was already past nine in the evening, but the food stalls, barbecue stalls, snack streets, there were still many people in the cold, gathering.

Not every university's dormitory has air conditioning.

For those who couldn't sleep in the summer, it was still early, and the stuffy heat of the day in the room hadn't completely dissipated by the night wind. These students didn't want to go back to the small oven so early.

As soon as Fang Zheng arrived at the university city, he saw Old god stick, who was wearing an old taoist robe, sneaking around the door of the shop and sneaking around. He almost put on his stockings and told everyone that I was a guilty thief.

Fang Zheng approached quietly, then shouted Old god stick from behind, directly scaring the guilty Old god stick, almost jumping up like he was stepped on his tail.

"Old god stick, what are you doing?"

When the old godstick turned around, Fang Zheng realized that Old god stick was holding a Incense in his hand.

It's the Yunshixiang.

However, the Yunshixiang hasn't been lit yet, so it hasn't worked yet.

Seeing the Yunshixiang, Fang Zheng's eyes lit up and asked, "Old god stick, did the improvement of the Yunshixiang succeed?"

Old god stick turned around and saw that it was Fang Zheng. First, he complained that Fang Zheng almost scared him out of a heart attack. Then, when he heard Fang Zheng's question, he quickly winked and said in a lewd manner: "Little brother, after half a month of studying day and night by the old dao, you are right. The old dao, I finally succeeded in improving Yunshixiang, first referred to as' the Yunshixiang version 2.0'."

"According to my old estimate, this Yunshixiang 2.0 is about 1 to 1.5 times more powerful than the previous version."

When Fang Zheng heard this, he hurried to ask if he had tried the real effect. Old god stick rubbed his palms impatiently, saying that this was not the first time he wanted to test the effect, and Fang Zheng was scared from behind.

Fang Zheng asked the old godstick if he had found the test subject. He was just sneaking around.

Old god stick winked at Fang Zheng, pouted at the barbecue stand opposite the store, and then said in a low voice: "There's nothing more crowded on this street than the new barbecue stand across the street that opened today. As the old saying goes, I'm going to go head-to-head with the owner of the barbecue stand. I'm going to try this new version of the Yunshixiang on the owner of the barbecue stand."

"What? The lady boss just came here on the first day and had a conflict with you?" Fang Zheng said as he turned to look at the barbecue stand opposite the door.

At this moment, the proprietress turned her back to him and greeted the diner.

The shop staff were busy serving food from time to time and moving boxes of frozen beer.

"This cold beer is refreshing!! Madame, your cold beer is especially cold to drink. It feels a little cold when you drink it. It's cooler than other cold beers and it tastes even more refreshing when you drink it with barbecue in summer! It's all refrigerators and cold beer. Why is it that your refrigerator and cold beer are different from others'?" A diner took a box of cold beer from the waiter, opened the bottle cap and blew a bottle of cold beer with a friend. After that, he took a deep breath and asked with curiosity.

The proprietress did not say anything and turned around to continue cooking the kebab. On a barbecue stand filled with soot, it was rare for women to sell barbecues, so Fang Zheng couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and the other party noticed it and looked up.

When she saw Fang Zheng, the proprietress's eyes lit up. The next second, she gave Fang Zheng a meaningful smile. Her body was very hot and she was sweating. Her sexy lips opened and closed silently.

"Godbrother..."

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