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Chapter 811 Little Monk Wuchen

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    “Damn it, why is the internet disconnected!”

    On the other side of the screen, the fancy bald young man looked at the network that was no longer connected to the mobile phone, with a bitter look on his face.

    This is what happens if you are in arrears with your phone bills for a long time!

    “Brother, you don’t think I’m cheating, do you?”

    And soon, in the bustling streets of the city center of Xishan Province in China, a bald young man in fancy clothes appeared, begging for wireless internet

    “It’s bad luck for me, Mr. He!”

    He Fan was about to label this guy a fraudster and was about to delete and block him when a message popped up again.

    “Brother, I’m sorry, I don’t have any internet charges. I’ve already charged them up, so I’ll just buy the nearest air ticket and rush there!”

    After He Fan read the news, he was speechless for a while.

    ?????????????? What have these so-called authentic Buddhist heirs become? Can they be relied upon?

    But it’s better than meeting a liar.

    After confirming the other party’s itinerary, He Fan also went to check on Hou Minghao’s condition before the direct flight from the capital of Xishan Province to Yangcheng tonight.

    Since this guy lost his mind at the bottom of the sea, he still hasn’t recovered from his illness.

    Visible to the naked eye, some look depressed.

    Lin Guo and Li Laoba both thought that the new Lord Hou had cramps under the water and were frightened, so they didn't pay attention. However, He Fan could tell that Hou Minghao's depressed look was not just because of fright.  …

    But the black shadow on his body was extracting his soul more and more frequently!

    "I hope this guy here is not a parallel importer!"

    If that doesn't work, He Fan can only take Hou Minghao to find Chen Tiandao.

    He Fan knew that Chen Tiandao, the Southern War King, was from Wudang Zhenwu Temple, which was a pure Taoist inheritance.

    Although Chen Tiandao has only learned the ancient martial arts skills of Zhenwu Temple, there must be experts in Zhenwu Temple who can cure the evil things in Hou Minghao!

    Thinking about it, as Grandmaster He Fan, Zhenwu Guan will not deny him face for this small favor.

    But this owed him a big favor, and He Fan didn't want to get involved with this deep-rooted thousand-year-old sect for the time being.

    “But Monkey was his life-long friendship, so he had to save him. When that time came, He Fan could only ask for help.

    After a whole day of observation, He Fan was a little relieved about Hou Minghao's situation. The black shadow attached to him would not attack for the time being, and directly extracted Hou Minghao's "god" at once.  .

    Rather, Hou Minghao is regarded as a long-term meal ticket.

    After all, even for normal people, the soul is not something evil that can be swallowed up in one go.

    And the soul has a basic ability to recover. For example, if the soul is tired, some people will feel clear-headed and energetic once they wake up.

    This is when the soul is restored.

    But once this black shadow draws out Hou Minghao’s soul too much, it will cause irreversible damage to Hou Minghao. Therefore, this evil thing must be solved as soon as possible!

    That night, He Fan drove the Wuling Divine Car to Yangcheng Airport, intending to pick up the guy who claimed to be the successor of the Buddha Sect.

    Looking at the time, He Fan was also guarding the boarding gate. Looking at the information on the airport display screen, the guy's flight had already landed and he should be leaving soon.

    However, He Fan looked inside for a while, but couldn't find his target, so he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

    “You’re not lying to yourself, right? This guy took the money and didn’t come to Yangcheng at all.

    But just as He Fan was looking around, another message popped up on the phone he was holding:

    "Donor, the young monk has arrived, where are you?"

    He Fan read the news and looked around in confusion.

    Immediately, I saw a figure who was also looking around.

    It’s just that this man’s dress is completely different from what He Fan imagined as a descendant of the Buddhist sect. It’s simply very different.

    “Don’t say you want a cassock, Buddhist beads, etc., at least think of a layman who practices at home.

    "You're wearing all these flashy clothes, with a peaked cap on your head, and you're dressed like a street kid. What's the point of that?"

    And over there, the home with all the fancy clothesGuys, they also noticed He Fan looking around, and their eyes met immediately. Immediately, his eyes lit up, and he waved to He Fan:

    "Brother, donor, the little monk is here!"

    A black line suddenly appeared on He Fan's head.

    Is this really this guy? Is he a descendant of Buddhism?

    And in the airport pick-up hall, a young man dressed in fancy clothes shouted as if no one else was watching, and he also said words such as "donor" and "little monk", which also attracted the strange attention of many people around him.

    Even He Fan received a lot of crazy looks.

    How can someone who knows this kind of psychopath be a normal person?

    He Fan wished he could turn around and leave.

    But when he thought that the monkey was still waiting for him to save, He Fan stopped abruptly.

    And the guy in flashy clothes, while greeting He Fan, had already walked over to He Fan.

    When he arrived in front of He Fan, this guy also said with joy:

    "Donor, little monk Wuchen, I wonder what I call you?"

    This guy was dressed in strange clothes, and he talked about being a donor and a brother. He Fan replied helplessly:

    “Just call me He Fan!”

    "Ah, it turns out it's the donor congratulating you. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful. I don't know what the trouble the donor congratulations needs to solve is. I'll just wait for the monk to get rid of it!"

    This guy talks quite wildly.

    He Fan also asked doubtfully:

    "Are you really a descendant of Buddhism?"

    Listening to He Fan's question, the fancy young man in front of him who claimed to be Wuchen did not hesitate at all. He took off the peaked cap on his head, revealing a shiny bald head and a ring scar on one end.

    He smiled at He Fan and said:

    "Authentic Buddhist certification, donors can rest assured that the monk is doing an honest business, his qualifications are absolutely excellent, and his technology is first-rate!"

    Looking at the ring scar on this guy’s head, this guy looks like a monk. Otherwise, who would dare to believe this business vocabulary!

    " Moreover, when Wuchen showed his shiny bald head, he also deliberately showed a trace of spiritual power fluctuations in his body, which was immediately caught by He Fan keenly.

    It was only then that He Fan realized that he had not felt the spiritual power fluctuations in this guy just now. He only realized it after he deliberately revealed it.

    So, the look in Wuchen’s eyes became slightly more formal.

    With the ability to control spiritual energy fluctuations, Wuchen’s cultivation will not be low!

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