Chapter 1625

"Back to Buddha, I don't know!" As Xu Fan removed his authority, the man had already raised his head. Xu Fan squinted at him.

Suddenly, the man's heart was tight, and before he could think of anything, he was stabbed by the Chunyang sword in Xu Fan's hand. After a few whines, there was no sound. As for the soul of this man, Xu Fan didn't let it go, so he gave it directly to the sword spirit.

This is the Buddha light stolen by this man these days. The Buddha light envelops Xu Fan. At this moment, Xu Fan looks like an unborn baby in his mother's amniotic fluid.

Xu Fan was also surprised at first, and then he was bathed in the Buddha's light with an indescribable sense of happiness. After the golden light disappeared, Xu Fan only felt that his brain was clear and his eyes were clear, and his whole body was extremely comfortable, with an indescribable pleasure.

Xu Fan didn't stay in the cave for long. He jumped up towards the cave entrance and then flew to the ground. As soon as he landed, Xu Fan heard a sound.

"Amitabha, benefactor, good fortune." It was a young monk who was seventeen or eighteen years old. Xu Fan looked at the monk. Although he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, there was a sense of twilight in his eyes, which was very strange.

Xu Fan didn't know what the little monk wanted to do, so he said, "little master, what do you mean by that?"

"Amitabha, benefactor, how can I not know anything now that I have gained hundreds of years of incense merit and Buddha's light in Sidan temple?" The little monk's eyes, which had been in the twilight, were very clear now, staring at Xu Fan.

"Little master, I know. You must know that this is just a misunderstanding. I can't blame you." Xu Fan shrugged and said.

"If not, I'm afraid I won't talk with the benefactor here. Since it's such a coincidence that the benefactor gets it, that's where the benefactor's blessing lies. Just ask the benefactor to agree to my request." Although what the little monk said was extremely beautiful, his tone and attitude made people feel that they could not refuse.

"Go ahead, please!" Xu fan is not polite. They all say politeness is mutual. Xu Fan also has a temper. If the young monk is still in this attitude, Xu Fan will feel like he has left.

"I also hope that the benefactor will come here to enlighten the statues of the Buddha when the temple is rebuilt next month. Don't be in a hurry to refuse. It's absolutely good for the benefactor." The little monk seemed to see what Xu Fan thought.

Xu Fan didn't say or leave at this time. He just looked at the little monk. He didn't seem embarrassed. He said, "except for the ten merits of building a temple, I promise to help the benefactor once."

Xu Fan could not help wondering who the little monk was and why he knew so many things. In the face of Xu Fan's puzzled eyes, the little monk grinned, his hands sealed, and a golden Buddha appeared behind him. Then he looked at Xu Fan and said, "I don't hide from you, this is the place where we practice, It's a coincidence that you have absorbed all the Buddha's light for hundreds of years, but if the benefactor has this cause and effect, it's impossible for him to stay away from it, just like the poor monk. "

"Good! What time next month. " Xu Fan thought and agreed. After all, he absorbed the Buddhist light of others for hundreds of years.

"Next month, on the 15th day of the lunar calendar, I will wait here for the benefactor." Then the little monk left.

"What a strange little monk!" Xu Fan sighed, thinking that it's time to go back now and go to Jinling with LAN LAN.

As soon as Xu Fan walked out of the collapsed Xitan temple, he saw that the female guide was still around. She was also stunned and went forward with a sigh, saying, "Hey, why don't you go?"

"Ah! You scared me. When did you come out? I just went in. I didn't see you. I thought you were killed. Bah bah! It's OK. " The female tour guide saw that Xu Fan was in a good mood and said, "my name is Fang ling'er. Thank you very much just now."

"And Fang?" When Xu Fan heard that the female guide said her name, she sighed that all the things she met in the past two days had something to do with Fang's surname. It's no wonder that Xu Fan sighed so much.

Xu Fan's exclamation doesn't matter. Fang Linlin, the female tour guide, is blown up. She stares at Xu Fan and asks, "what's the surname Fang? Is Fang a disgrace? Has Fang eaten your rice? "

"Dade, you're my sister. I'm wrong, OK?" Xu Fan feels that his head is a little big. He simply follows Fang Linlin, but he wants to send the ancestor away as soon as possible.

Before Fang Linlin entangled them all the way, they came to the foot of Jizu mountain and said goodbye to each other.

Looking for a remote place, Xu Fan jumped up and came into the air. After looking at it, he fell down. It was a bit far away, and he was honest enough to take a taxi. Xu Fan wanted to stop a free ride on the road. After waiting for a few minutes, a jujube red Volkswagen Mini stopped beside Xu Fan. After the window rolled down, Xu fan saw that the man was not someone else, It's Fang ling'er.

Fang ling'er said with a smile: "Hey, handsome man, I just drove me away impatiently. Now I'll give you another chance."

If it's this world newspaper, Xu Fan felt depressed and said with a smile, "beauty Fang, you have a large amount of beauty. What do you care about with me? Take me by the way."

"Good!" With Fang ling'er's words, the mini car roared and drove past Xu Fan, leaving Xu Fan in the cold wind.

"Only women and villains are hard to support." Xu Fan sighed deeply, then walked towards the city and waited for the bus. Xu Fan was not sure whether there was a bus back to Dali.

After walking for more than half an hour, Xu Fan met a car going back to the city. However, Xu Fan paid the fare. Although the driver's uncle insisted not to, Xu Fan still paid. I don't know if the smiling monk of Xitan Temple told him. Now Xu fan is afraid of something.

Back in the rental house, there were already many police officers upstairs and set up a cordon. Xu Fan didn't care. He had called the police, but why the police haven't dealt with it well up to now? Maybe there's something fishy about it.

Thinking of this, Xu Fan pretended to be a melon eater. He leaned his head upstairs and asked the old man beside him: "what's the matter, uncle? What's the matter?"

"Who do you call uncle? Big brother! I'm only thirty-five years old. " Next to the old man look quite dissatisfied said.

"Big brother is a little worried." Xu Fan some embarrassed said.