After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Flying Fish Guard, come out for me!"

"come out!"

The Taoist priest and the big monk began to shout.

The collision with the river surface made the face, which had already been used as a brake pad all the way, even more injured and miserable.

So even if this is the Feiyuwei camp today, we have to challenge them.

Especially the monks, they can't hold their breath.

twice!

Same cow!

Can this be tolerated?

He had almost forgotten what happened last time, but today's collision made the humiliation from the previous time suddenly become clear to him again.

Hitting people twice and running away is too much!

It's so unethical!

Even if he has to go to Feiyuwei Prison again today, the monk must find this man and settle all the new and old grudges together.

The two men's shouting and cursing naturally quickly attracted the Feiyu Guards on duty.

Captain Chang Wen hurriedly led his men out of the camp gate. Before they arrived, he greeted them, "Who are you? How dare you yell and curse in front of Feiyuwei? Are you tired of living?"

But when Chang Wen came out and saw people, his expression changed immediately.

He didn't recognize the black-faced Taoist priest, but he would recognize the fat monk even if he turned into ashes.

It was caught three or four times, and ran away three or four times, and it has a very deep and inextricable relationship with cow dung.

On one occasion, he caught it with his own hands and carried it back to hand it in. As a result, his immediate superior Ji Chengliang's face turned black. Instead of a word of praise, he scolded him for no reason.

Chang Wen couldn't figure it out, so he hurried to find out the reason for the "Seven Captures of Meng Huo" incident.

Upon inquiry, I found out what a guy is.

This fat guy is the direct disciple of Master Fachan, the abbot of Jinguang Temple!

Besides, the wife of Tu Baishou, the chief of the Corpse Cremation Hall, is also his master's wife.

The relationship is a bit complicated, but that is not the point. The point is that this identity is a solid foundation for Feiyuwei.

What happened to Wei Wupan was his family affair, so others had to be careful if they dared to touch it.

"Isn't this Master Fahai? What brings you here?" Chang Wen quickly adjusted his expression and asked with a smile.

It would have been better if he hadn't said this, because once he said it, it was completely irrelevant.

The monk Yao immediately stamped his feet and said, "Ami, you whole family, what kind of wind is that? It's the north wind. The north wind blew this Buddha here, and it even flew here from the sky!"

"what?"

Chang Wen was suddenly filled with question marks, not knowing what he had said wrong.

And flew from the sky?

Why don't you just skate over here on the ice?

"What? We just flew here from the sky." The Taoist priest added stubbornly.

"Who is this Taoist priest?" Chang Wen looked at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist raised his head and said, "Lingyun Temple, Wu De!"

Chang Wen's expression changed again. He had never heard of Wu De, but Lingyun Temple was well-known and known as the leader of the Taoist sect. This person could communicate with Fahai, so his status must be high.

Chang Wen immediately felt something was wrong. These two people were coming to blame, and if one of them didn't handle it well, he would definitely be in trouble.

Lingyun Temple and Jinguang Temple are the two major auxiliary forces of Feiyuwei, and they have a close relationship.

Chang Wen bowed and asked, "I wonder what brings you two to my Feiyu Camp?"

"Someone in your camp rode a bull and hit us. Find him out. We want to learn from him!" said the big monk.

"Did a... bull hit you?" Chang Wen said with a puzzled expression, "You two, we Flying Fish Warriors either walk or ride horses. We don't ride bulls."

"Impossible! It's the one riding the bull! That's it!" The great monk said firmly, "My tongue-tasting technique to find the trace is definitely correct."

Chang Wen was stunned, and a light bulb went off in his head as he thought of someone.

Qin He, the seventh crematorium worker at the Dongcheng Crematorium.

Each Flying Fish Warrior has a horse, so there is no need for them to ride a cow. Anyone riding a cow can only be a cremator, and they are easy to check.

It was no longer a secret in Feiyuwei that Qin He rode a cow through the streets.

After all, he was the only one in the past ten years who was able to go from being a cremator to a cremator.

"Who's making the noise?"

At this moment, Gong Tianxing, the six-coin cremator, also arrived at the camp gate with a group of people, and Wei Wu followed behind.

When the group walked out of the camp and saw the monks and Taoists, their faces changed, especially Wei Wu, whose expression was extremely interesting.

"Lord Gong."

Chang Wen breathed a sigh of relief. With this big boss taking over, no matter what the outcome was, it had nothing to do with him.

So Chang Wen hurried over and briefly explained the situation.

"Riding a bull and hitting someone?"

When Wei Wu heard this, he couldn't hide the smile on his face anymore and hurriedly whispered a few words in Gong Tianxing's ear.

Gong Tianxing nodded and said to the monk and Taoist priest, "If it was really the cremator led by my Feiyu Guard who hit you, my Feiyu Guard will naturally give you justice."

After saying that, he looked at Chang Wen and said, "Call Qin He over here, along with his cow."

Chang Wen took the order and quickly led his men into the camp.

After a while, Qin He and his cow were brought out.

"It's you?"

When the monk saw Qin He, the scene of Fang County suddenly flashed through his mind.

I recognized it immediately.

At that time, he caught the calf, and it was this man who instigated the commotion and lured him away.

"Who are you?" Qin He tilted his head and pretended to be stupid.

"You asked me who I was and whether you were the one who hit me while riding a bull, twice!" The big monk excitedly gestured with the number 'two'.

"You said I bumped into you, where?" Qin He asked doubtfully, his face not blushing, his heart not beating fast, his hands not shaking, his acting was first-rate.

"No, look at this..." The big monk lowered his head, revealing two red dents on it, which were indeed caused by something like a cow's horn.

"And here's mine!" The Taoist priest also loosened his hands covering his face and pointed at his own face with a hurt look on his face. "Look at what it's been smashed into by your cow."

Qin He took a look and was surprised to see a huge turtle shell mark!

Not a single drop was left, it was all over his face.

"Just tell me, what are you going to do after you hit us like this?" the big monk shouted.

"Wait a minute." Qin He hurriedly stopped and asked, "Why do you say that I hit you while riding a bull? Do you have any evidence?"

"I have the skill of tasting with my tongue, which is the supernatural power of tracing tracks. How could I wrongly accuse you?" said the monk.

"The power of tongue tasting... Then try it again, maybe you will find that you are wrong." Qin He raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Very well, I will convince you wholeheartedly." The great monk said this, clasping his hands together and chanting, "The wind and smoke from all directions enter my mouth. Mani Padme Hum, my tongue will find the trace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he licked the calf's butt with his big tongue at lightning speed.

Everyone's faces were suddenly filled with surprise.

Only the Taoist priest and Wei Wu looked at the monk with hope.

At this time, the big monk smacked his lips and his face froze.

"Why is this cow tasteless?"