Fighting in the air

"Hide it, hide it, don't see it."

"Zhang Yutang is here. Everyone is careful of their daughters and never be seen by him."

"Yes, that boy sleeps in the willows, sings every night, and loves to seduce good families, and is a walking cannon...

If I had such a son, I would have been drowned in the dung pile early in the morning. I wonder why the Zhang family’s master was so kind, so why did he discipline such a scum?”

"Mr. Zhang has spoiled a little when he is old, but this guy is too outrageous."

"Donting one's son means killing one's son. Look, a few days ago, the wealthy families in the city sent their outstanding children to Green Willow Villa to learn skills, and Mr. Zhang also sent them.

As a result, everyone else was fine, so Zhang Yutang was driven out by the owner of the hall, saying that he was not upright and had a bad life…”

"It should be. If such a person can learn skills, wouldn't it be a disaster for more women? In my opinion, if Erlang Zhenjun castrated him directly and then took him to his subordinates, it would be possible."

OK, this is a more constructive opinion.

Hearing this, Yang Lin took a special look at the man who said he had castrated Zhang Yutang. After all, he saw a thick green light on his head and immediately understood.

Amid the crowd's discussion, a young man with red lips and white teeth walked over from afar, and the crowd immediately became riots.

It actually dispelled the fanaticism in my heart a little bit.

Although the Zen master is amazing, he doesn't eat or drink when watching opera. If his baby daughter is deceived, he will definitely cry to death.

Although Zhang Yutang looks gentle and handsome, his reputation is already unheard of. Even ordinary people look down on him. From this we can see how unpopular his work is.

"Monk, there is someone living in my heart, but I don't know who it is. However, when I dream, I always think of you, how should I find her?"

At least at this moment, Zhang Yutang was sincere.

He had heard from his servants that the monk was magical, and on weekdays he also heard merchants talk about the spiritual response of Jinshan Temple, and had some thoughts in his mind.

According to legend, Buddhism is very good at reincarnation in the past and present lives. Zhang Yutang suspected that he had a good marriage in his previous life, so he never forgets it in this life.

It was to find this person that he walked all over the flowers.

Unfortunately, over the years, no matter how unrestrained he was, he would not hesitate to smear the big girl and his wife, regardless of occasion, and still couldn't find the person in his heart.

I often feel very distressed.

"Even, you and I have agreed to have a hundred years. Whoever dies at the age of 97 will wait for three years at Naiheqiao..."

Obviously, Zhang Yutang has automatically substituted himself into a love story of a love story in his past and present lives.

I also found a sufficiently serious reason for my behavior of seeking flowers and willows.

Fahai turned his head and looked at Zhang Yutang with golden light. He looked at him calmly, and for the first time he squeezed out a smile: "It turns out it was you, fate is together, fate is separated, fate is like water, and it has been three hundred years in heaven and earth. This love has lasted for seven lifetimes. You have remembered it for three hundred years. Until now, you are still infatuated and have not changed. I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing."

"Zen Master, do you know what I'm thinking, right?"

Zhang Yutang's face changed drastically, and he grabbed Fahai's cassock and looked ecstatic.

"If the Zen master can help me find that person, let alone spreading the Dharma in Hangzhou, my Zhang family has businesses all over Jiuzhou, and I will definitely spread your reputation for you and run for you."

Yang Lin frowned slightly.

Of course he knew who Zhang Yutang was, but he guessed it based on some legends of foresight.

But Fahai could tell at a glance.

It is rumored that Buddhism has a wise eye to see people’s past and present lives, ten years of reincarnation, can observe all kinds of artifacts, and understand all kinds of uses. Compared with the heavenly eye, let’s not talk about who is stronger and who is weaker in power for the time being, but it also has the same effect.

This monk is really extraordinary.

No wonder, those demons and monsters could never hide under Fahai's eyes. Even Bai Snake, who had been cultivating for 1,700 years, could see through his origins at a glance.

It should not be underestimated.

‘Then, I won’t make a small fight with you, just throw my ultimate move.’

Yang Lin pondered slightly in his heart, his thoughts merged into the faintness and sank into the Erlang Temple in Sanjia, Hangzhou.

"Erlang Zhenjun, show his holy."

The mind is attached to it, and the three statues of gods are exerting their strength, and the divine power is like a tide.

On an invisible level, thin lines of divine power formed a vast net of sky, directly covering the entire Hangzhou city.

Anyone who has been talking about and worshipped by Erlang Zhenjun, at this moment, all of them planted a thought in their hearts: "The demon is messing with the law and attracts the public. You should not watch it or spread it. You should not be surprised. The strange thing will be defeated."

It is not forcibly changing everyone's thoughts and emotions.

If you want to do this, even though Yang Lin gathers a lot of incense and fire power, it will not work.

It is subtly touching and burying a little doubt in everyone's heart, but it is OK.

As long as you follow the line of faith when the people worship, you can transmit your thoughts against the trend. As for all kinds of mixed or absurd demands, all of them are intercepted with the Martial Arts Order.

Only enjoy the benefits and not suffer the harm.

The silk thread of faith is spread all over the city, and even the prefect Zhao Mingxing did not miss it. You must know that this official had secretly worshipped Erlang Zhenjun on his back with his subordinates and wives and concubines.

What he asked for was simple. What he asked for was to rise up and get promoted and get rich and die.

Even the prefect would rather believe that he had it than not believe that he had it. In Hangzhou City, wherever people who want to ask for peace of mind and who have heard of the miraculous situations might not worship him?

Even if you follow the crowd, you have to burn a few sticks of incense and burn two pieces of paper, which is not a lot of money anyway.

In this way, the divine power network will be dense and spread all over the place.

Yang Lin was very skillful when he used it.

His move was very cruel.

What about the effect.

It will be immediate.

Following the monk, more and more people gathered, and soon someone patted his forehead and shouted, "Ah, I forgot to collect my clothes at home."

Turn around and leave.

Someone held his own child and looked around, "Where is my child, where is my child? I haven't come back yet, I have to go to cook now. Don't let him hungry later."

"It's broken, suddenly I remember that I'm still boiling medicine at home? It's time to get stuck."

Another person rushed home.

There are all kinds of strange reasons being found.

It is more of an idle person who turns around and leaves without saying a word.

Soon, the front and back of Monk Fahai became deserted, no one followed him or talked about him.

Of course, except for Zhang Yutang.

This playboy is just a person who doesn't believe in God.

Perhaps, it was because I was not admitted to Green Willow Villa and I felt resentful.

Everyone worships Erlang Zhenjun, but he just holds up and doesn't worship him, so he is not affected.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Yutang was still confused and wanted to ask Fahai the truth. He was caught by two followers who rushed from behind, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Young master, the master is angry. I wonder who provoked him?

I heard that I would catch you and be confined to the ground for half a month. Don’t talk back, otherwise, even if the old lady comes forward to plead with her in person this time, she will not be able to protect you.”

Kong Wu's powerful follower said in a hurry and soft voice, and did not forget to cover Zhang Yutang's mouth with his thick palms, so that he could not speak a word, so he got on the carriage and left.

The wind blows a few fallen leaves.

Floating and fluttering.

The Fahai was extremely messy. He had thousands of magic and thousands of methods, but at this time he had no choice but to do anything.

Whether a sect is prosperous and whether it can gain faith and make people respect and worship it. The key is to gain people.

If there is no one, you can call Buddha and be the ancestor behind closed doors, and no one will pay attention to it.

No matter how capable you have, you can only make a blow to the air.

You can't forcefully detain the people, go and listen to him preach the Dharma.

Even if you are not a demon, you will be beaten into a demon.
Chapter completed!