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Chapter 484

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    The Xuankong Temple has an extraordinary meaning to Xiang Que. How big is this significance? It can be said that Xiang Que would never have been safe and sound if the old monk of the Xuankong Temple hadn't tattooed the image of the Ten Temples of Yama on his body.  Live till now.

    The old Taoists of Gujing Temple may have other methods to suppress the old tombs in Xiang Que's body, but they are certainly not as handy as Yan Luo Tu of the Ten Temples, so Xiang Que has always been full of admiration for Buddhism because of the old monk of Xuankong Temple.

    In fact, Xiang Que wanted to come to the Xuankong Temple to pay homage after he left Zhongnan Mountain, but because Fujian was too far away, he was entangled in a bunch of shit and had no time to do so, so he kept procrastinating and never had the chance to come.  Putian Xuankong Temple happened to be passing through Fujian this time, and happened to meet with Maruo Village, so Xiang Que felt that he might as well make a trip to Xuankong Temple.

    However, Xiang Que only knew that the Xuankong Temple was located on Meizhou Island in Putian, but he didn't know the specific location. Fortunately, this place is not too big and it shouldn't be too much trouble to find it.

    Dispelling evil spirits and saving the reincarnation of dead souls, only Buddhist supernatural powers can do it with ease. Back then, Master Mingjing of Xuankong Temple went out twice to save dead souls.  He walked the world for nearly ten years with his own strength, and saved countless souls who died after the two catastrophes.

    Wang Xuanzhen drove in the morning and arrived in Putian in the afternoon, entering the urban area.

    "You are the wind, I am the sand lingering to the end of the world" Wang Xuanzhen sang while driving the car while shaking his head and tail.

    Xu Hang rolled down the car window, and suddenly a heat wave hit his face in the high temperature of 378 degrees outside, but Xu Hang still looked very comfortable and took a breath, as if he was extremely comfortable.

    Xiang Que glanced at him, wiped his sweat and said, "You can't stand it, can you?"

    "Fellow Daoist, I feel that listening to the sound of the car horn outside while enjoying the hot wind is even more beautiful than the song sung by the fat man in front. I'm not lying. I can sit on the merry-go-round for a whole day.  People with head pains actually get motion sickness in this car, what kind of thing did you say he sang, it makes people sick to their stomachs," Xu Hang said with a dazed expression.

    "Hey, that's not bad. Let me tell you, if he drank some alcohol and howled twice, he could make you doubt your singing, believe it or not?" Xiang Que squinted his eyes and was very emotional.

    "Is it so mysterious?" Xu Hang asked in a daze.

    "It's necessary, people need money to sing, and we are fat to sing," Xiang Que said melancholy.

    Xu Hang tilted his head and sighed, "He's in his twenties, how can he live like a fairy tale by Andersen every day?"

    "Crunch"

    "Boom" the car suddenly stopped, Wang Xuanzhen immediately braked suddenly, but the people in the car still heard a loud noise, and suddenly leaned forward.

    "Crash, hit a car?" Xu Hang looked at Xiang Que with cold sweat on his head and said, "This fat man's singing is quite penetrating, and it actually affected everyone on the driveway. His singing is really terrible."

    "Drip, drop, drop" Fatty Wang honked his horn frantically, and said cursingly: "The solid line is merged and the steering is not turned, so there is no such hurry to rush to reincarnate."

    In front, a Bentley was parked diagonally in the driveway, and the rear bumper clearly had a dent and was deflated.

    "Bang, bang" Bentley got on the driver and the co-pilot got off at the same time, both of them were not very old, and then went to open the trunk, took out a baseball bat from inside, turned around and walked to the back car, without saying a word  He said that he took a stick and slammed it on the front windshield and the car body.

    "Clatter"

    "Bang, bang, bang" after a series of loud noises, the car was smashed into a bad shape.

    Fatty Wang in the car was stunned: "Why why?"

    Yes, Fatty Wang didn't understand this problem. It was obvious that the other party violated the rules first and did not turn to cause the car to rear-end.

    A few minutes later, their car was smashed and deformed. The front hood was full of big holes, and the side windows on both sides of the windshield were all broken.  Yang Fei'er, who was on the co-pilot, was terrified and screamed repeatedly, because her pretty little face was cut by a piece of flying glass, and blood flowed all over her face.

    After the "snap" smashed, the young man outside pointed with a baseball bat and said, "Come on, get out of the car, I'm talking to you about compensation"

    "Has the folk customs in this place always been so tough?" Xiang Que turned his head in a daze and asked Xu Hang next to him.

    Xu Hang swallowed, and said: "Don't talk nonsense, Fujianese?It¡¯s still very friendly, but the folk customs in Putian are indeed a little bit fluttering.¡±

    "What's the matter, isn't Putian under the management of Fujian? Bandits are in power?" Xiang Que asked with squinted eyes.

    "People in this place are rich, and they all run hospitals. Their backs are tough, and they run one-third of the private hospitals in the country." Xu Hang wiped his sweat and said.

    "Big darling, how are you doing? Your face your face is blurred?" Fatty Wang in front was startled. It's a trivial matter that the car was smashed because they don't lack cars at all, but if Yang Fei'er's face  Disfigured, this is directly related to Wang Xuanzhen's aesthetics for the rest of his life.

    Yang Fei'er was so frightened that she stretched out her hand to wipe her face, her hand was stained with blood for a while, and tears fell down in a snap.

    "Wow!" Yang Fei'er covered her face and cried.

    "Old, husband, disfigured? My face is bleeding, disfigured" Yang Fei'er stuttered and asked.

    "It's not that serious, it's a little skinny, just a small problem." Wang Xuanzhen's bones were a little crisp when Yang Fei'er called her very gentle husband, and immediately became a little angry.

    The car is bought with money, and you can buy it again if it is scrapped, but the daughter-in-law is your own!

    "I have to let these two idiots know about one problem. Lord Yan's schedule is relatively empty all the time, and he is ready to meet them at any time." Wang Xuanzhen pushed the door open and got out of the car while it was on fire.

    Xiang Que licked his lips and said, "I've known this fat man for so long, and I'm not lying at all. It's the first time I've seen him get so angry. I feel like the world is about to collapse."

    That's right, Wang Xuanzhen usually looks like a harmless fat man most of the time, blinking the little triangle every day and laughing at everyone, it is very rare for him to lose his temper, even if he was almost bitten by the corpse king  At the time of his death, he wasn't too angry, but today Wang Xuan really got a little fuzzy.

    "When I get angry, blood splatters for five steps?" Xu Hang swallowed his saliva, and said quite apprehensively.

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