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"Oh, what do I want to do with my face? I can't eat anything from the face. And..." Song Shuhang pointed to his mouth, and at the angle that the foreign monk could not see, he used the mouth to silently talk to the altar: "I Not a predecessor, I am an ordinary college student. There is nothing wrong with what you have found."

Song Shuhang has always believed that lying and deceiving is wrong.

But when people live in the world, it is inevitable that they sometimes tell lies, such as good lies, which cannot be avoided.

However, Book Air believes that even if it is a good faith lie, when it is time to poke, it is best to explain it to others. To be a man is to be honest, this is the basic trust between people!

"Hey!" The upper body of the altar trembled, and the breath spit out a blood.

"I cursed you... I cursed you! I will be turned into a ghost, and eternal life will find you to pay for it!" The altar returned to the light and shouted!

When he finished, his anger was broken.

The altar - fluttering the street!

"This time I am always dead." Song Shuhang stood in the same place for a while, feeling that there was no danger, and then holding the 'A Fu' to the side of the altar.

This time, the altar has completely died, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

But for insurance, Song Shuhang still mentioned the black flying sword, and the sword went to the head of the altar.

Jiang Ziyan once reminded him that the monk's life-saving techniques are too many, so it is best to confirm the death of the other party. If the other party is a second-class monk, it will be almost the same.

There is no trace of the sword, and the blood does not stick.

Song Shuhang sighed secretly. In just two days, he has cut the heads of two people. This time, he did not use the ‘true me meditation,’ but relied on his own will to keep himself calm.

He can't always rely on the ‘real meditation,’ the monk's road is still very long, and he has to adapt himself to some things. Too much dependence on foreign objects will make him weak.

The weak, unskilled generations are not far from the monks along the way.

The altar is the second monk who died in the book voyage. Like the first long-armed man, although he died, his spirit will be 'live' in the memory of Song Shuhang for a long time. Although it can’t last forever...

The events of the ghosts and the altars have come to an end.

In a short time, no one will hit the idea of ​​his ghost.

When the altar is dead, some of his subordinates are in a state of no leader. This is enough for them to be confused for a long time, and there are many waves that have been despised in a short time.

In addition, knowing that the altar owner came to Jiangcheng University City is related to Song Shuhang's ghosts, only the altar, the long-armed man and the assassin who entered the book room. All three have already rushed to the streets, so no one in the subordinates of the altar knows the connection between the singer's ‘Song Shuhang’.

Even if they want to take revenge for the master, it is not a good start in a short time.

And as long as there is more time... these subordinates are not a threat to Song Shuhang. At that time, even if these subordinates did not come to find Song Shuhang, Book Air will find it!

He lacks actual combat objects. This group of people with animal head claw marks will be a good target for book aviation in the future. Moreover, you can fight the enemy and fight the enemy. Maybe you can still have a little spoil, and you can do it in one fell swoop!

"The good and the bad are reported at the end of the day." Song Shuhang whispered, and he took out the ‘the corpse water’ and poured it on the body of the altar.

The pungent smell came... The clothes on the altar were melted cleanly - but his body was not melted by the corpse.

"This stuff can only melt the body of a monk? I thought it was a big baby."

It will be very troublesome, with such a body that is separated. Even if the monitoring has been destroyed, the body will attract the attention of the police uncles.

Song Shuhang is somewhat distressed.

At this time, the foreign monk suddenly said: "Is the seniors worried about the body of this guy?"

“Can you handle it?” Song Shuhang turned his head and smiled softly, continuing to maintain his high style.

The foreign monk said with a thumbs up: "Predecessors should give me the peace of mind to solve this problem, I can fix it!"

"Since you say this, you will bother me, I will remember you." Song Shuhangle's ease.

"Predecessors don't say this, my life is saved by the predecessors. This little thing is not enough!" The foreign monk looked confident, as if solving the problems of the body and the subway was a trivial matter.

His self-confidence looks so that the book can't help but think of the cool things like "Hua Xia Long Group", "Hua Xia Power Team" and "Hua Xia Comprehension Alliance" that often appear in online novels.

Perhaps this foreign monk is a member of a similar organization? There may be a mysterious red book on his body. Even if there are police uncles coming, the foreign monk will be able to settle all the troubles as long as he has a red book!

Song Shuhang thought so in the heart, and then stepped forward, mentioning the small black box of the altar.

Intuition tells him that there will be good things in the small box of the altar.

After lifting the box, he returned to the side of the little Loli family and sat down on the spot.

Calculating the time, the passengers are almost waking up from the fainting?

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At this time, after the foreign monk came to the side of the altar, he put his hands together: "The sentient beings are exhausted, the evidence is Bodhi, the **** is not empty, and the oath is not a Buddha."

This is a pledge of the Buddha's possession, and the foreign monk seems to like this vow.

Later, he sat on the side of the main body of the altar, and began to recite the "Tianzhaodu Soul" in his mouth. With his chanting, the rich light of merit re-wrapped him again.

On the side of the car in front of the subway and on the corpse of the altar, there are several souls that have been swayed by foreign monks.

As the soul was turned over, there was a mysterious force between the heavens and the earth, which was divided into three and landed on the foreign monk.

In the next moment, the buddhist light of the foreign monk became stronger; his enormous spiritual strength was expanded; his body was strengthened!

Song Shuhang slightly eyes wide open - the soul of the people, even this effect? At the same time strengthen the body, mental strength, merit!

Although it is not comparable to taking quenching body fluids, practicing basic boxing.

But it is a hundred times stronger than ordinary running and fitness!

"Remember, go back and ask the pharmacist's predecessors, Do you have a way to cross the soul of the Taoist monk, can you increase your mental strength and physical body." Song Shuhang secretly.

At the same time, he also vaguely understands why there is always a sorghum in Germany. They practice the soul of the people, do not accept a penny, but instead take the initiative to go to the local to find the soul to cross. You don't let him cross the soul, he is still anxious with you. It is estimated that those high-ranking monks like the foreign monk are true Buddhist disciples.

When thinking about it, the passengers in the carriage are awake one by one.

Everyone remembers that they have made a terrible nightmare, but the latter half of the nightmare has become more peaceful.

"What happened?"

"I seem to remember that Gao Hao ran back to the carriage, and in the end the carriage was black, I didn't know anything."

"What about stilts?"

As the hackers screamed, they soon discovered the foreign monk... and the body of the altar who was cut into five pieces by the foreign monk.

Staying... silence.

Then there was a scream of horror.

"Dead, dead!"

“Ah!” The passengers approaching the carriage rushed to the front of the compartment door and manually opened the door. No matter what the situation outside the compartment, all the passengers screamed and ran out.

Some people vomited on the spot, some people simply looked at the white, directly fell to the ground and continued to faint.

If it is an ordinary dead person, everyone is also deeply influenced by the news, not too frightened. But this time, the five horses have different bodies? The dead are cut into five pieces!

At the same time... there was also a scream in the front of the car. There are two bodies of the subordinates of the altar, and they are not in the shape of a ghost. The passengers in the car also fled.

Beside the book, the white shirt father and the young mother and the little girl are all awake.

The white shirt father did not rush to get off the bus, but first looked at Song Shuhang sitting next to them. The respected whisper asked: "Little brother, can we get off now?"

He felt that this little brother was also an expert. At that time, the other party said that it was 'late' and let them stay with him and not run around. Then they fainted...

"Get off the bus, the next thing has nothing to do with us." Song Shuhang smiled and nodded, taking a black suitcase and leaving the car, carefully avoiding surveillance.

He had to disguise the black suitcase before re-entering the surveillance area.

Can not underestimate the current side of the technology side, maybe because this box was found by the police uncle!

The white shirt father picked up his daughter and left with the same. Mix into the panicked crowd and head to the platform in the distance.

At the end, he carefully looked at the black suitcase in the eye of the book.

Vaguely remember that when Book Air came over with them, there was no such box in his hands... Of course, he was a real smart person. I will never mention anything about a black suitcase with someone else.

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Chaos in the subway station.

The staff of the subway began to desperately appease the emotional passengers, so as not to cause even bigger accidents.

Soon after, the police uncles arrived.

Then the news media arrived on the scene soon.

The live news on the TV in the subway station began to broadcast the news of the subway accident.

In the live broadcast, the police uncles seized a Western bald foreign monk.

"Yes, everything is done by me. Three people are killing me. I confess. Well, I don't have any accomplices. Don't worry, I am alone! I won't resist, you catch me! But The accident of the train has nothing to do with me, really!" The foreign monk is a standard and fluent Mandarin, and he is handcuffed and has a generous face!

Yes, he was arrested.

There is no red book, no Huaxialong group, no special forces.

Losing his face with a confident face, what he called the solution to the incident is to sin the scapegoat for everything?

Finally, in the live footage, the foreign monk was pushed into the police car and pressed hard against the camera. Showing a white tooth.

Ding! The teeth reflect the glare of the sun in the rays of the sun!

- Seniors, I will not give you out anyway, and everything will be borne by me!

At this time, the foreign monk, like the Madonna, exudes a light that people can't directly look at!