"Beating people?" Su Lin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "What kind of ability is it to beat people? I can also beat people, and I beat people even more ferociously! This is my special skill!"

"You'd better wash up and go home and sleep early!" Su Lin waved his hand, then looked at the Divine Daoist, and said, "Master, you can accept me! I know that our disciples must be handsome for men and beautiful for women." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info You see Si Yin is so beautiful, in fact, I am not bad at all, people say that I have competed with Takeshi Kaneshiro, comparable to Wu Yanzu. I won't be ashamed of you!"

"Hmm-!" the Divine Daoist suddenly said, "Well, let Lao Dao think about it!"

"Huh?" Hearing the words of the Divine Daoist, Su Lin suddenly showed a happy face. Happiness came so suddenly that Su Lin didn't know what to do?

And hearing the words of the Divine Daoist, the mad monk Juechen didn't do it. Su Lin is the person he has a crush on, how can he let others snatch it away?

"Stinky Daoist, what do you mean by that?" asked the mad monk Juechen.

"It's not interesting!" The corners of the Divine Daoist's mouth turned up slightly, looking very proud. Every time I was half killed by this fat monk, this time, it was finally my turn to raise my eyebrows.

"You want to fight?" asked the mad monk Juechen.

"Immeasurable Tianzun, don't be angry, anger hurts your liver, we are all civilized people, don't fight at every turn, as for who to choose as the master, it depends on this little friend's own choice!"

"Amitabha, that's what you said!" the mad monk Juechen suddenly stopped being angry, and said with a Buddha name. And when he did this, it made the Divine Daoist incomprehensible.

The mad monk Juechen ignored the Divine Daoist, but looked at Su Lin, and said fiercely: "If you dare to choose him, the poor monk will beat you once when he sees you! You know, the poor monk is with this stinky Taoist, so every time you see him, the poor monk will whip you on the side." ”

Hearing the fat monk's words, Su Lin's heart was beating in shock. Although Su Lin didn't feel the slightest threat from the two of them, Su Lin knew that it was because of his lack of strength.

Since the fat monk and the thin Taoist priest are both cultivators, the strength of the two must far surpass him, and if the fat monk wants to beat him, it is definitely a simple matter.

Su Lin couldn't help but look at the Divine Daoist, and asked pitifully, "Master, if the apprentice is bullied, should you, Master?"

Before Surin could finish his sentence, he was interrupted.

The mad monk Juechen said directly: "Amitabha, stinky Taoist priests are often beaten by poor monks, he can't beat poor monks!"

The fat monk's words directly choked Su Lin's words. However, Su Lin still didn't give up and asked, "Master, is what the fat monk said true?"

"Ahem-ahem-!" The Divine Daoist rarely blushed, coughed dryly, and said: "This, everyone has their own strengths, compared to fighting, I am better at other aspects!"

"For example, pretending to be a coercion, pretending to be a god stick, and fooling people!" said the mad monk Juechen, "These poor monks are indeed inferior to you!"

The words of the Divine Daoist are a disguised admission that his strength is not as good as that of the fat monk, and Su Lin's eyes also lit up at this time.

"Division—!"

He was just about to switch to his sect, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by the mad monk Juechen.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. Since the donor is unwilling to worship the poor monk as a teacher, the poor monk is not reluctant, so he will leave, and we will never see each other again!"

After saying this, Su Lin only felt a figure flash, and then, and then the fat monk disappeared from his eyes.

Su Lin looked around, then turned to Shen Siyin and asked, "What about the fat monk? Did you see him?

"No!" Shen Siyin shook her head, to be honest, she didn't see the fat monk's movements clearly, and then he disappeared.

Su Lin looked at the Divine Daoist again and asked, "Real person, have you seen the fat monk? Have you seen her? You must have seen him, I know, you tell me, where is he?"

"If you want to find him, you have to work on your own. The old way can't help you!" said the Divine Daoist.

If Su Lin hadn't known that he couldn't beat this bull-nosed veteran, he would definitely torture him to tell the whereabouts of the fat monk.

However, he still rummaged through the small snack shop in Shaxian County, inside and out, up and down, but unfortunately, let alone a monk, except for the bald head lying on the ground, there is no bald head anymore.

Su Lin was unwilling, ran to the door of Shaxian snacks, and then began to scold: "You old bald donkey, do you have any patience? Isn't it just that you want to accept me as an apprentice? How easy is it to accept an apprentice? In other novels, which of those protagonists' masters is not crying and shouting and hugging the apprentice's thigh, asking to come a hundred times and a thousand times if it doesn't work once, and a hundred days a year or two if it doesn't work. When I don't agree, don't you know how to slap me twice and kick me twice?"

Su Lin felt that he was very aggrieved, and he was about to cry, his eyes were red, and then he shouted loudly: "Godfather, where are you?"

Su Lin finished scolding and venting, but unfortunately, the fat monk just didn't come out, and he couldn't find it.

Suddenly, Su Lin's eyes lit up, and he decided to go back and beg the Divine Daoist again, maybe he would be soft-hearted and tell himself.

If it doesn't work, Su Lin will decide to stalk and stalk, and he doesn't believe that the old way can bear it.

"Hey, what about the old Taoist?" Su Lin walked into the Shaxian snack shop, but found that the old Taoist was no longer there, and only Shen Siyin was alone with an antique book in his hand.

"Let's go!" replied Shen Siyin.

"Gone?" Su Lin looked angry, "How can he go? He hasn't told me how to find the fat monk, how can he just leave?"

"He doesn't have the spirit of helping others at all, so how can he be a Taoist priest? I just said that monks and Taoists are all liars, big liars, and there is not a single good thing!

Surin was distressed, and he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

He really wants to catch the fat monk and let him take him as an apprentice, as long as the fat monk agrees to accept him as an apprentice, let alone call him master, or call him godfather - others can recognize godfather for some money, and in order to become a cultivator and improve his strength, what's the harm in calling him godfather?

Surin didn't mind, really, he didn't mind at all.

(ps: Su Lin said: "It's Monday, godfathers, give a reward for the monthly pass recommendation ticket!")