Don’t think that the boss called me to help me temporarily. I heard that I was going to deal with a ghost and was so excited.
Wearing a cassock that symbolizes one's identity, carrying a string of long Buddhist beads, under the eagerly anticipated little eyes of many disciples of the temple, he waved his hand without taking away a cloud.
Wumian touched his pocket, which was really cleaner than his face. When I thought of going down the mountain, I saw delicious fried chicken legs and braised beef, and I was so hungry that I drooled. When I saw my boss later, I must ask her to buy a lot of delicious food for myself.
When I saw the fifth thought, Wumian was like a child, running towards her, "Boss, boss, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you miss me?"
Wu Nian twitched his lips, "We just met yesterday."
"Is that right? I haven't seen each other for a day, as if it's been three years since then. Boss, I miss you so much. When will I go to your house for dinner? At noon, we'll eat something simple, two pounds of braised beef, garlic-flavored pork ribs, fried chicken legs, and one pound of dried white rice."
Yuan Qi, who was standing behind him, didn't hold back for a moment and laughed, "Boss, where did you find such a cute old monk?"
Wu Nian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Yuan Qi behind Di Wu Nian, walked around him for a while, and said lightly, "This person has been suffering from blood recently!"
Speaking of the "Bloodlight Disaster", Yuan Qi was so angry that his teeth were itchy. His bloody Disaster was completely caused by the boss.
"Since you have seen it, I will tell you the truth. I will call you down the mountain to help you protect his safety." The fifth thought said very easily.
Don’t miss me but I was dissatisfied, and even turned against me immediately. “My abbot of Bodhi Temple, boss, you are so useless. Isn’t it a bit too unreasonable?”
Wu Nian raised his eyebrows, "Don't want to eat beef, ribs, and fried chicken legs? Recently someone gave me a bottle of Lafite. Oh, it seems that I'm so energetic to let you taste foreign wine?"
Wumian swallowed, hugged Yuan Qi's neck, and his fat body trembled because of laughter. "Boss, what are you talking about? Just this little busy, you opened your mouth with me. Can I still reject you?"
Wu Nian shrugged unceremoniously, "Thank you!"
Wumian looked at Di Wunian with a pitiful little look and added a few meat dishes that he liked, "You can't lie to me, my old monk is just pointing at this little bit of happiness to live this year?"
In order to eat more of what she likes, she can do everything she can. She was afraid that she regretted it.
"As long as you protect him and arrest the evil spirits, you can come to me at any time, and I will take care of the food at any time."
Wumian blinked excitedly, "What you said is true?"
"It was true then!"
Yuan Qi asked, "Boss, isn't Bodhi Temple the most incense-prone temple in Beijing? How could this old monk get so pitiful? He can't even afford to eat meat."
Wu Nian bluntly gave him a blank look, "You always have different focus than others?" In his eyes, monks cannot afford to eat meat, not monks eat meat.
"Why is it different?"
The fifth thought was too lazy to pay attention to him, "Don't worry, you'll have to worry about this little brat. I'll set up a formation elsewhere. Today I have to find Zhang Feng."
Wumian probably knew the whole story of the case, but he didn't expect that this kid would be cheated by his boss so easily, so he felt very sorry for him. He patted the young man next to him on the shoulder, "With me here, the old monk will definitely save your life, but now your savior is a little hungry. Should you prepare something delicious?"
"Yes, I'll do it for you, you must protect me."
"I have to eat meat, it's boring not to eat meat."
Yuan Qi's eyebrows jumped, and he wanted to ask him, if he had eaten meat and broke the precepts, would the magic still work?
After finally finishing his work, it was getting dark. Don’t worry about eating happily. One sip of wine and one sip of meat made Yuan Qi frightened, "Don’t worry about Master, drink less, what if you get drunk?" His life was explained here.
Don't miss you waved your hand, "It's okay, I'll punch you when I'm drunk. I'll guarantee you will still be alive tomorrow."
"It's still early, I'll go take a shower, don't drink it anymore."
"Call me if you have something to do."
Yuan Qi entered the bathroom and started taking a shower. At first, he was washed by the hot water flow. He felt quite comfortable. I don’t know what happened, but the whole bathroom was a little cold. He couldn’t help but shivered and opened his eyes. Although he had nothing, he felt like he was being targeted.
Once he felt this way, he felt that his baby was being stared at, subconsciously clamped his legs, then leaned his body, and decided to go out first.
He took the bath towel beside him and surrounded his lower body. He tried to turn the bathroom door open, but found that he could not turn it open.
Yuan Qi suddenly panicked, my god, Lao Zhang is here.
He touched his naked body and didn't carry any talismans. Isn't this seeking death?
He patted the bathroom door vigorously, "Don't miss, old monk, I'll go." He pressed against the bathroom door, and could even hear the sound of snoring without thinking, and his heart suddenly felt desperate.
On the other side of my face, I felt a cold and thin air coming to my face.
Yuan Qi was so scared that his whole body froze and he didn't even dare to move. He could even imagine that he could see the most terrifying face in the world by looking sideways.
He swallowed secretly, and he slid down the door panel and squatted directly on the ground. He could see a pair of hanging feet. There seemed to be a string of bloody intestines on the ground, extending from the other end to his face. Yuan Qi was so scared that he widened his eyes and almost glared out of his eyes. After just looking at his lower body, he was so scared that he was about to stand up. If he looked at his upper body, he might go crazy first.
Pretending to be unable to see the other person, Yuan Qi squatted down and muttered to himself, "Where is the soap? Where is my soap?"
After that, I was really going to be killed by the boss, and I even found such an unreliable wine and meat monk to protect myself. Isn’t this obviously trying to train myself to be brave?
There was a piece of soap in front of me, and it was handed to him by an old pair of bloody hands. How could he not be frightened?
Until he saw clearly what the person in front of him looked like, wrinkles covered with old cheeks, blood began to flow slowly from above his head, and even flowed into his eyes, even the corners of his nose and mouth were bleeding. His eyes, which had lost focus, were dissipated, and he stared at Yuan Qi in a daze, as if the dead branches were broken, "Are you Yuan Qi?"
Yuan Qi swallowed in fear, then shook his head, "I, I'm not."
"Who are you?" His voice was rough, full of death. Even the eyes that hit Yuan Qi were sarcastic, "Who do you think you are?"
Yuan Qi tried to relax his expression as much as possible, thinking that he had the simplest and innocent smile, "I said my name is Niu Niu, do you believe it?"
Niu Niu?
This name evokes the deepest memory of Lao Zhang. The empty black pupils looked at Yuan Qi and asked with some uncertainty, "Are you Niu Niu?"
Yuan Qi laughed twice, "Yes, dad, I am Niu Niu."
Old Zhang was slightly stunned, and laughed loudly, and the laughter was terrifying, "Niu Niu never calls me dad, she calls me dad." After saying that, he immediately changed his face. His whole face seemed to be crushed and deformed, like a meat pie. The strangest thing was that there was a miserable smile on his face, which scared Yuan Qi to turn around and run away.
While running, he shouted loudly, "Don't worry, I'm going to die, someone's life is out. Your mother, have you sobered up?"
"Yuan Qi, how about you being a eunuch first? You beast, my Niu Niu is only three years old." He let out a shrill roar, almost breaking through the clouds, but he couldn't wake up the drunken do not think of the drunk. Yuan Qi had no protective body on his body, so he could only run wildly. His head quickly thought of a solution, but he couldn't think of anything. He changed his path after thinking about it, and always wanted to curse the old monk. He ate the delicious food and drank the wine. The most speechless thing was that the old monk was actually drunk.
Isn’t this a sure thing for him to die?
"Don't worry, I'll fuck you!"
Seeing Lao Zhang's head stretching out his long flattened arm, the harsh and cold touch buckled on his shoulders, and with a gentle force, he had already soared into the air and flew towards Lao Zhang's head.
The bath towel around the lower body was flirted with no idea why he immediately thought about Lao Zhang's hobbies and didn't dare to think too much about anything else. He protected his treasures in the brunt of the brunt. Even if he died, he would have to be a complete man and never be a eunuch!
I felt wailing and despair in my heart, and I cursed again, "Don't worry, your grandma's leg, you killed me!"
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Chapter completed!