"Long miles, long ......"

"Ahh......h

Ye Xiuwen hummed a little song, he was smug, he didn't want to beat the Daxiong Treasure Palace, he walked out of one of them, and he talked to people directly, and he also said that it was not good. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Xiuwen took a closer look, isn't this Li Xiuyuan? Although he shaved his head and put on a monk's robe, his little appearance has not changed much, but when he speaks, his mouth is crooked and his eyes are slanted.

"Shoes, shoes are torn,...... The hat is broken ,......"

Good guy, this guy can do anything, and he sang it with crooked eyes, and then he smirked at Ye Xiuwen, and the person left.

"Kid, do you want to eat tofu?"

Ye Xiuwen looked pitiful, on his bald head, he was beaten on the head and bled out, and he left stupidly, he even thought that he had cheated this child.

"I don't eat tofu, I want meat, I want to eat dog legs,,......" Li Xiuyuan shouted and left.

"What's going on?"

Ye Xiuwen felt very worried, but just a little monk came out of it, looking a little flustered, Ye Xiuwen grabbed it and asked, "What's the matter? Why is Li Xiuyuan crazy?"

"Amitabha, the little monk doesn't know ,...... anymore"

"Don't you know? You came out of it?"

The little monk may have been frightened and wanted to leave, but he was grabbed by Ye Xiuwen, and he couldn't leave, so he could only say in a very low voice: "Abbot, I took our scriptures just now, and I got Li Xiuyuan,......

"What's the matter, he didn't answer correctly?" Ye Xiuwen asked rhetorically.

"That's right, it's all right, I don't want the abbot to be angry, and a wooden fish hit it, and his head was bleeding,...... Alas, little monk, I have never seen the abbot make such a big fire,......"

The little monk said and walked away tremblingly.

"By the way, it's too obvious, isn't it?"

Ye Xiuwen seemed to understand what was going on, Fa Miao Zen Master, he must have used this method to enlighten Li Xiuyuan, he had seen this plot on TV, and he couldn't hide it from him at all.

"Hehe! Master,......"

Ye Xiuwen entered the Daxiong Treasure Hall, but seeing that the disciples had withdrawn one by one, there were only two people left, Ye Xiuwen and Fa Miao Abbot.

"Amitabha!"

Fa Miao clasped his hands together, his eyebrows and kind eyes, where does he look like a person who will lose his temper?

Ye Xiuwen looked at it, it was 100 percent, and the Fa Miao monk was just opening up to Li Xiuyuan!

"Master? I guess you beat Li Xiuyuan, you must be enlightening him? Isn't it? I understand this routine, I already know it,...... Hahaha,...... Come on, eat tofu ?......."

Ye Xiuwen pretended to understand and handed over a plate of shallots mixed with tofu.

"Nam no Amitabha!"

The old monk closed his eyes and recited 'Nan Wu Amitabha', and then said lightly: "Maybe this time, I will disappoint ,......the donor!" It's because ,......"

The old monk's tone was very slow, and Ye Xiuwen asked impatiently, "Because of what? Master?"

"Hehe! because ,...... He knows so much,......"

"Poof!"

Ye Xiuwen died, and died directly by vomiting blood, he guessed the beginning, but he didn't guess the ending, it turned out that this old monk was also jealous?

"Forget it, don't care what you hit him for, I have a plate of tofu here, you eat it, Guan Bao makes you full of energy, that 'Eighteen Bronze Man' eats my tofu, and they all jump up, what about dancing the 'little apple' there? at least a hundred years younger,......"

Ye Xiuwen held the tofu, sat and waited for the magic to force the qualification, and said in his heart: This old monk has such a high status, even if there are not tens of thousands of forced qualifications, there must be thousands.

But I didn't want to, the tofu was delivered to his mouth, but the monk Fa Miao shook his head frequently.

"Hehe! This kind of smell is indeed extraordinary! But it is not suitable for the old man!" The old monk may have smelled the smell of meat, so he held back his mouth.

"Master, how can you say this?" Ye Xiuwen pretended not to know.

"Amitabha, donor, please listen to the last words of the old man, you may have been fooled,......"

"Am I fooled? What did I fall for?" Ye Xiuwen felt that he was becoming less and less aware of the old monk.

"Well, donor, you are indeed fooled, you think that the old monk will not lie, but you don't know that the old monk also has a cunning side, hahaha...... Nam no Amitabha ......"

Fa Miao Abbot, put his hands together, no longer speak, even if his eyes are closed!

"Master?"

Ye Xiuwen called twice, Fa Miao didn't respond, but he didn't want to be at this moment, and the bell rang in the middle of the night!

The bell rang for a long time, which made Ye Xiuwen feel incomprehensible, but what made him even more puzzling was that at this time, someone came.

Outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall, more than 30 old monks walked in, some holding ritual vessels, white candles and other things in their hands, while others held white silk!

"The abbot has died!"

"Nam no Amitabha ......"

All the monks worshipped at the same time, Ye Xiuwen understood what was going on, stretched out his hand to probe Fa Miao's snort, and lost the tofu in his hand.

"Fog grass, the old monk is dead?"

At this moment, Ye Xiuwen finally understood the Fa Miao, the meaning of the last sentence, he said that he deceived Ye Xiuwen.

"Alas!"

Ye Xiuwen sighed, bowed to Zen Master Fa Miao, and then walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

At this moment, he had mixed feelings, and he had found all three of his father's friends.

One forgot his righteousness and repented of his marriage in public, the other was disabled and his ambition had been lost, and one old monk was left and passed away.

Who will protect the little emperor, and who will be able to compete with that Wei Zhongxian? It seems that he is the only one left.

"System, expand the character attribute interface for Lao Tzu!"

When Ye Xiuwen left Shaolin, he opened the system, he wanted to see how many forced qualities he still had, and how many martial arts he still hadn't cultivated to the Great Perfection realm.

Host: Ye Xiuwen

Title: King ** of the Ming Dynasty (Movement Speed +1, Defense +1, Attack +1, Dodge +1,...... ), Tier 1 Gourmets (+25% Activity).

Titles: Guard, Ouchi Agent, Thug, Killer, Dog Minion, Zero Zero Dog,......

Experience: 4540000/3000000 (Pulse Training: 72/72)

Forced grid: 32560 points

Martial Arts: Xingyi Fist (Great Perfection), Beast Soul *12, Eight Poles Close Rest (Great Perfection), Beast Soul *13, Dharma Thirteen Swords (Great Perfection), Sword Soul *13, Wood-burning Knife Method (Great Perfection), Sword Soul *10, Great Compassion and Great Compassion Thousand Leaves Hand (Great Perfection), Beast Soul *16, Shaolin King Kong Incorruptible Body Divine Skill (Great Perfection), Instrument Soul *15, Shaolin Pulp Washing Sutra (Great Perfection), Instrument Soul *8,......

Fighting Spirit: 881

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