On the way back to Liushemen, Chen Mu met a disgusting person.

A very annoying person.

That monk.

That... the disgusting monk who once said that his wife was a demon.

To be honest, Chen Mu didn’t hate many people, such as the Li Qianhu, Xuanwu, the eunuch who died in Xichang, etc.

But the one who hates the most is undoubtedly the monk in front of you.

The reason is very simple, the other party slandered his wife.

With this point, even if the monk is friendly in the future, saves everyone, and understands the righteousness deeply, there will be no change.

"Donald Chen..."

The monk named "Hongchen" still had his robes, burly and tucked in front of him, as if he was a wall, and he felt very oppressive.

He practices well at first glance.

Of course, Chen Mu had seen the other party fight with the snake demon before, and his cultivation was indeed very awesome, but it seemed that he only knew one big move.

The Great Powerful Tianlong.

Apart from that, the monk seemed to have no other tricks.

"What a coincidence, Master, we're meeting again." Chen Mu smiled brightly.

"It means I have a fate with the donor."

The monk smiled slightly.

Chen Mu stepped forward and hooked his shoulder and asked in confusion: "Master, you said my wife was a demon last time, but my wife has not transformed until now. Why? There was a problem in which link."

"Amitabha, I made a mistake by me. I came to apologize to the donor."

The monk actually admitted his mistake on his own initiative.

However, the next second he said: "But Mrs. Gui is indeed a problem. I believe the donor has seen it, and he is definitely not a liar in the world."

"Skills? I didn't see it."

Chen Mu opened his eyes and said lies, then curiously, "Master, what's wrong with my wife?"

"she--"

"Wait a moment."

Chen Mu suddenly looked around and lowered his voice, "Master, let's find a remote place to avoid being heard."

“Okay.”

The monk nodded with a smile.

Under Chen Mu's leadership, the two came to a rather remote and open place, surrounded by sparse trees.

The lush branches and leaves sway in the wind, making a sound.

"Come on, now you can say it."

Chen Mu's smile was still kind, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Looking at the shark-toothed sword behind Chen Mu's back, the monk Hongchen was plain and indifferent to his eyes, and said softly:

"Will the donor believe me?"

"It depends on whether what you say is convincing. I am not a fool. You have also seen my skills, right?"

Chen Mu looked at the other party with a provocative look.

Of course, the monk knew that Chen Mu was not a fool, and was very smart. He was like a hunter when handling cases or facing women.

But hunters have one of the biggest weaknesses...that is suspicion.

Monk Hongchen thought for a while and asked, "When I said that the noble lady was a demon before, why did the donor not believe it... What I mean was that the donor's heart was not shaken at all."

At that time, he secretly used the trick of bewitching, but failed.

This made him feel very puzzled.

Chen Mu grinned and showed his white teeth: "Do you know what the biggest difference between humans and demons is?"

"I hope the donor will solve his doubts."

The monks in the world are like students, listening devoutly.

So Chen Mu said nonsense: "Because humans are humans, monsters are monsters, even if they are humans, they are monsters."

This is indeed a nonsense.

But the monk Hongchen frowned and fell into deep thought, as if he had really become a student who was solved by his master.

Chen Mu looked at him and didn't say anything.

The morning light at this time was quite dazzling, and the whole sky looked like a wet light blue canvas.

Everything is full of vitality, everything is so peaceful.

The full light shines on the monk's clean cassock, as if a layer of gold edges were blocked, as if the Buddha was reincarnated.

For a moment, Chen Mu was lost in his mind.

At this moment, the monk suddenly spoke, and the aftershocks of the sound wave seemed to roll in his throat: "Madam Gui has killed someone!"

Chen Mu was stunned and turned to laugh and said, "I have killed him too."

"She has killed many people."

The monk's eyes are like a sharp edge.

"I have also killed a lot." Chen Mu said seriously. "And they are my descendants, and they will die almost one billion every time."

Monk Hongchen was silent for a moment and said, "Donor, I am not kidding."

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Chen Mu took the knife down with a hint of disdain in his smile and held it in his hand. "If you say you have the ability, then let me try to see if you have great ability."

The air became quiet.

Only among the grass roots that were close to the ground, there were bursts of crickets chirping.

The wind suddenly rises.

The monk's robe slowly blew, like ripples of water, with a dynamic beauty in tranquility.

"The donor believed it."

Feeling the volatility of Chen Mu's body, the monk suddenly laughed.

The smile slowly cracked from the corners of the lips to the ears, and there was a smile of conspiracy, a proud smile from the bottom of the heart.

Chen Mu's face turned gloomy.

He understood that he had invisibly touched the monk's way, and his hand holding the hilt slowly tensed, and the tip of the knife whirled slightly, suggesting a messy state of mind.

This scene made the monk feel more and more proud.

He was convinced of one thing-

Chen Mu is pretending to be confused, and he has been pretending to be confused all the time.

But thinking about it, how could such a smart person appear in front of his wife as a pure dog licking and fool?

Chen Mu is a hunter.

The hunter will never let himself become a prey unless his knowledge is too low. Obviously, Chen Mu is not such a person.

The monk who decided to take advantage of the victory and oppression spoke again: "Your wife is a hell."

However, this time, he made a fatal mistake.

I saw a bright smile appearing on the corner of Chen Mu's mouth, and his tone is gentle and determined: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

One pun.

The smile on the face of the monk Hongchen suddenly stopped.

Looks shocked.

The moist and bright eyes were gradually occupied by a layer of haze, and the vigorous muscle lines appeared on the cassock, which further highlighted his tall and strongness.

He stared at Chen Mu tightly, as if he was looking up at a Buddha statue, and as if he was looking at an enemy from another world.

Jealousy, confusion, anger, puzzled...

All kinds of emotions were intertwined in the monk's heart, and slowly planted a seed of the inner demon.

The monk Hongchen, who noticed this, was shocked and sweating coldly on his back. He quickly closed his hands and recited the Heart Sutra silently.

After a long time, the haze on his body faded away and his eyes returned to cleanliness.

"I shouldn't be proud of it."
To be continued...