Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Fake Daoji Master?.

Early the next morning, Hong Xuhu had just woken up and realized that his cultivation had broken through to King Kong. What’s going on, sleep and get to the King Kong realm?

“Master, I…”

“Mo asked Mo asked, hehe, apprentice, this is your chance!”

Although Hong Xuhu is the reincarnation of Lu Zu, he is only ten years old now, so young, he can step into the realm of King Kong, and he is the only person in the rivers and lakes. The other person is born in the King Kong Realm.

After the master and apprentice left from the broken temple, they went all the way again.

The autumn breeze was bleak, and the places they walked left a string of footprints. On this day, the two came to a small city.

As soon as I arrived at the city gate tower, I heard someone shouting: “Master Daoji is here!” ”

“Huh? Master Daoji is here! Go and pay homage to Master Daoji! ”

“Master Daoji!”

However, everyone did not run towards Li Xiuyuan, but ran to another monk dressed in scruffy clothes.

I saw that the monk was dressed in rags, holding a fan, and hanging a gourd from his waist, which was almost the same as the appearance of the legendary Li Xiuyuan. At this time, a bunch of people gathered around him, rushing forward.

Huh! Li Xiuyuan was happy.

In recent years, there are still people who dare to deceive in their own name? Looking at this “other self” Li Xiuyuan was really crying and laughing.

In the crowd, the fake Daoji smiled at the many people and said: “Don’t worry, don’t worry, don’t worry, if you have any pleading, the poor monks will be satisfied one by one, who calls the poor monks called living Buddhas!” ”

As soon as this monk spoke, Hong Xuhu’s face became gloomy.

“Master, this person actually dares to impersonate you!”

“Hehe, Master, this is famous.”

Li Xiuyuan laughed maniacally, and then immediately opened the Heavenly Eye. I saw that there was a black light on the chest of the fake Daoji, and it seemed to be a swaggering guy! Li Xiuyuan’s face sank slightly.

If this false Daoji really benefited the people, he didn’t bother to care.

But since this guy used his reputation to cheat and drink, then he had to take care of it.

“Go, apprentice, follow Master to fight the fake.!”

Li Xiuyuan pulled Hong Xuhu and walked over. In the crowd, there was an extraordinary commotion, and everyone gathered around the “Daoji Master” to pay homage.

“Oh, the master is really an immortal Linfan!”

“Master, I will tell my students your story now!”

“Today’s Daoji Master coming to this city is really a blessing that we have cultivated for thousands of years.”

“Daoji” chuckled and chanted the Buddha’s trumpet: “All the benefactors have passed the prize, I don’t know what you don’t want from the benefactors, the poor monks will definitely satisfy all the benefactors.” ”

“Master Daoji!”

An old man knelt on the ground and said, “I heard that your fan can turn stones into gold, old man, I have been poor all my life, can the master give me a little gold.” ”

“Yes, Master, we are all poor!”

“Ask the master for grace! Grant the Master! ”

Everyone knelt on the ground and prayed.

A smug smile flashed on the fake Daoji’s face, and then he said seriously: “Amitabha, your benefactors are poor people, and poor monks should help themselves…”

“It’s just that Buddha has a fortune, poor monks never help people for no reason, you need to prepare some gifts.”

“Of course, this gift is not for the poor monks, but for the Buddha.”

Everyone was slightly stunned, if they really had good things, they didn’t need to ask for “Daoji Master” here! But immediately they thought that maybe this was the “Daoji Master” testing them.

The old man who was the first to plead said, “Master Daoji, I… I still have some antique vases left by my ancestors in my house that I would like to offer to the Buddha! ”

With the old man at the head, everyone also spoke.

“Master Daoji, I have it at home…”

Just when everyone was giving generously, a crazy voice suddenly came from afar.

“Oops! The human heart is not enough to swallow the elephant! You have these things and you can’t live well, but you want to give you a fake monk? ”

“The greedy deceive the greedy person, this world is really interesting!”

“Hahaha…”

Li Xiuyuan nibbled on a chicken leg while stepping over. His figure blocked part of the sunlight and shrouded everyone.

“You, monk, what are you?”

Fake Daoji was a little panicked. Seeing that the sale was about to be completed, at this time there was a spoiler.

Suddenly, the fake Daoji was stunned.

Li Xiuyuan’s dress is similar to his own, and even more broken, could it be that this person is a job grabber? He is also impersonating the Daoji master?

The people looked left and right, looking confused. It is simply not known what happened.

“Amitabha…”

Fake Daoji rolled his eyes and looked at Li Xiuyuan, and the wicked man first complained: “I don’t know which temple monk you are, why are you dressed like a poor monk?” ”

Many people looked at Li Xiuyuan together.

Li Xiuyuan laughed maniacally, “Gee… Apprentice, see no, this is people do not hit dogs, dogs bite people, hahaha”

“You!”

The fake Daoji’s face turned slightly red, and he called: “Where is the wild monk from here, and then delay the poor monk Pudu sentient beings?” ”

“Leave quickly, leave quickly! Look at your outfit, don’t you want to impersonate a poor monk? ”

Li Xiuyuan couldn’t help but laugh again.

This guy’s ability to rake backwards is really okay. The so-called people do not have faces, the world is invincible.

In this regard, Li Xiuyuan is really ashamed of himself.

He fanned his fan and said, “Non also, non also, Bodhi Ben has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform…” Monk, I have been dressed since I became a monk. ”

For some reason, the fake Daoji looked at Li Xiuyuan’s crazy face, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

He chased out, “Go, go! Mad monks, poor monks and universal beings, there is no time to fight with you here. ”

Li Xiuyuan smiled: “I heard that the treasure fan in the hand of Master Daoji can turn stones into gold, why not let me and the monk open my eyes?” ”

Fake Daoji’s face changed, and he prevaricated: “It takes twelve hours to take effect, you monk is afraid that he is not talking about laughing lungs, he has already thought about it, use this excuse to prevaricate the people, and immediately run away after getting good things.” ”

“Oh? Twelve o’clock? ”

Li Xiuyuan laughed maniacally and gently fanned with a fan. Suddenly, a stone under his feet turned to gold.

The people were all dumbfounded. This is a real stone!

Their eyes widened greedily, and they wanted to go up to pick up the fast gold, but when Hong Xuhu glared, they didn’t dare to move.

“You…”

The fake Daoji was shocked, and pointed at Li Xiuyuan with a fan: “Monk, you, who are you?” ”

Li Xiuyuan smiled: “Poor monk number, Daoji!” ”

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