"You bastard!" The monk who suddenly appeared angrily took a few steps forward, "Cassock! My cassock!"
However, several people had already fled far away, and no one responded to him.
Seeing that there was no hope of recovery, he had no choice but to stamp his feet and turned around to go back to the Buddha Hall to escape the cold wind.
As soon as he turned around, he saw the most eye-catching pink dumpling in the group staring at him with bright eyes, that look...
It made him feel like he was a piece of fat being targeted.
Liaochen shivered for no reason.
As he walked back, he asked, "... How many donors are here?"
We can't blame him for having such doubts. Ever since the deceitful host was replaced by Poverty God Statue, the popularity of the temple has plummeted. When the old host passed away, no one came here anymore.
He was too lazy to replace the stone statue again--
It's definitely not because of lack of money!
But as soon as he said these words, the bright eyes on the other side changed from two to eight, and they became more and more earnest.
Liaochen:"???"
He knew that all the pilgrims who could come to his temple had something wrong with them!
Time goes back a few breaths ago.
Jiang Yingcheng looked at Master Liaochen who had his back turned to them, his eyes lit up: [Really? Is he really that powerful?]
She was so excited that she gasped: [Wow, Martial Arts Grandmaster eh, wow--]
"!!!"
Martial Arts Grandmaster is even more powerful than Xu Jiu?!
There are less than ten Martial Arts Grandmaster in the entire Great Rui, how can they actually meet one here?!
Jiang Tinghuai's eyes were brighter than Jiang Yingcheng's for a moment.
But--
The dignified Martial Arts Grandmaster, how could he be stripped off by that Wu Leyong so easily?
[Martial Arts Grandmaster who hasn't eaten enough for half a month and is almost fainting from hunger--]
[Martial Arts Grandmaster who has no money at all and is easy to bribe--]
Jiang Yingcheng clenched his little fists: [Chengcheng wants to take Uncle back and let him protect Imperial Father!]
Her hands seemed to be equipped with small motors, waving constantly. "Uncle Come in quickly!"
Jiang Tinghuai:"..."
This is really a sad reason that makes those who hear it sad and sheds tears.
His eyes were instantly filled with sympathy.
Liaochen:"..."
Liaochen brought the group of people into the side hall further inside, and gathered around Xu Jiu's revitalizing fire. They were almost moved to tears.
"Why didn't you come earlier!" He reconciled with the "sick" pilgrim over a small bag of cakes. After eating and drinking, he began to miss his lost cassock and thumped his leg. "That's the only cassock I have!"
"Since the cassocks are all lost, this is Buddha's revelation to Uncle!" Jiang Yingcheng also patted her Crown Prince brother's leg.
When she patted herself on the road before, it hurt too much, and she didn't want to pat her legs anymore.
Jiang Tinghuai The corners of his mouth twitched.
"Uncle, just go with Chengcheng," Jiang Yingcheng, who thought he was already familiar with Master Liaochen, had stars in his eyes, "Chengcheng will support you!"
She has already thought about it, Uncle can always have a casual job and hang out with her all the time. As long as she waits for her beauty Imperial Father to help her, Uncle can help!
Listening to these sarcastic words, several people looked a bit speechless.
A gangster? You?!
"Feed me? Someone once offered me a thousand taels of silver a year, but I was unmoved." Liaochen glanced at the little guy playfully and snorted, "You'd better stop thinking about it, I won't go with you."
If this kind of thing is raised by a small group, if word gets out, how can he Liaochen hang out on the Martial World?
Impossible!
Even if the little guy is cute and cute, it is absolutely impossible!
Jiang Yingcheng didn't say anything after hearing this, and took off the lotus-pink Purse from his waist. He untied it casually and reached in to take it out, and a clattering sound was heard.
Then, she took out her hand and spread it out in front of Liaochen with her palm facing up, revealing a few round Gold Beans on it. "There are so many of these Chengcheng, Uncle you can play with it if you like~"
Liaochen:"..."
Liaochen:"..."
Although a few beads were not enough to buy him off, they came after he had lived such a long and miserable life of hunger and cold, and no one would be able to resist it!
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. After a while, Liaochen swallowed and said with difficulty, "But then again..."
The movement of his hand was very fast, and he collected all the Gold Beans in the blink of an eye. "I mainly fall in love with this little guy like you."
Several sneers sounded in the hall, but Liaochen pretended not to hear them at all.
"Okay!!"
Jiang Yingcheng was so excited that he walked around the hall several times.
[Oh oh oh, Uncle agrees!!]
[Chengcheng will definitely be very kind to Uncle in the future!!]
A few people rested in the temple for a while before setting off towards the mountainside.
Before leaving, Jiang Yingcheng rummaged around in the Buddha Hall mysteriously for a long time. When he came out, Purse, which had been quite deflated, had bulged again.
When asked, she remained mysterious and refused to say anything.
[Hehehe, this is the "oracle" for Lu Uncle!]
Jiang Tinghuai:"..."
Okay, he got it.
The way down the mountain was much easier than the way up the mountain. In addition, Liaochen, who had taken money from others, consciously shouldered the burden of carrying the little guy down the mountain. It didn't take long for them to cover most of the distance.
As they approached the mountainside, several people heard a faint cry for help not far behind them.
"Oh, is there any kind person who can help me, old man..."
The group of people turned around cautiously, and the next breath--
Wu Leyong, who had put on the new model Human-Skin Mask, and Liaochen, who had put on new clothes, looked at each other. There were varying degrees of astonishment in their eyes.
Jiang Tinghuai is not sure why. "You know him?"
The atmosphere is a little different.
[It's Wu Leyong again?] Jiang Yingcheng's voice was full of surprise, [Good guy, where is he visiting the thatched cottage?!]
Jiang Tinghuai people. "..."
It's you again!
Liaochen narrowed his eyes slightly.
At Grandmaster, who has reached his level, the identification of a person's identity no longer relies solely on the other person's appearance. The direction of the bones and the movement of the breath are all very important ways of identification.
He only observed for a moment longer before he recognized the identity of the person coming, and said angrily, "You are a clothes thief!!"
You dare to come back, right?!
Wu Leyong jumped up from the ground with a pop, turned around and ran towards the depths of the dense forest.
He just wanted to find out where Jinrou is, why did he meet this person?!
He had discovered during the previous fight that he could not defeat the monk. However, in the middle of the fight, the monk lost his strength for some reason, and he was lucky enough to succeed.
Judging from his current state of sounding like a bell, it is obvious that he has strength!
Jiang Tinghuai quickly stopped Liaochen and said, "You are carrying Chengcheng behind you!"
Liaochen paused for a moment with a troubled expression, then stamped his foot remorsefully. "Hi!"
Her brother should have carried it!
The hand around his neck suddenly caressed his chest twice. "Don't be angry, Chengcheng will buy Uncle new clothes!"
Buy lots and lots of new clothes!
Liaochen was silent for a moment.
For a moment, he felt the joy of being a pretty boy.
When he was nearly forty and his appearance had aged.