Chapter 117: Bad Luck Red Envelope

Tang Sanzang: Which eye did you see that the poor monk was bald?

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Tang Seng on TV is bald, I really don't know if this Tang Seng is also bald.

Thinking that the Buddha still had a lazy sheep hairstyle, maybe after Tang Seng became a Buddha, he kept his hair, and then got the same haircut.

Sun Wukong: Mowgli, don't listen to my master's nonsense, he is a big bald head.

Tang Sanzang: Wukong, is there an apprentice like you? (tearful emoji)

Wei Wuji: Brother Monkey, take a bald head and take a look.

Sun Wukong: This monk loves to chatter, I am too lazy to go, when I have the opportunity, I will take you to touch, that bald head, it feels really good to touch.

Wei Wuji: How did I smell a peach?

Sun Wukong: The peaches in Huaguo Mountain are not ripe yet!

Tang Sanzang: Why did the Buddha remove the hoop back then (countless tearful expressions)

After attaining the right results of his career, although Sun Wukong was able to control his murderous intentions, his naughty mischievous heart became more and more serious.

Immortals and Buddhas from all walks of life, who have been spoofed by Sun Wukong, are countless, and at first many went to Lingshan to complain in front of the Buddha's seat.

Go with Wukong, the Buddha replied lightly.

All the immortals and Buddhas vomit blood.

Wei Wuji: Master, these two fetal spirits are really pitiful, there is no way to reincarnate, please have mercy on the master! “

Sun Wukong: Wuji, you sent me the fetal spirits privately, and I personally sent them to reincarnate.

Wei Wuji: Brother Monkey is still reliable.

Tang Sanzang: Poor Lord Yama (snickering expression)

Wei Wuji quit the red envelope group, clicked on the private chat window with Sun Wukong, and then clicked on the red envelope, and sent the two fetal spirits directly over.

With Sun Wukong personally sending them to reincarnate, they will definitely be able to cast into good people.

Wei Wuji didn't care about the afterlife of the fetal spirit, and looked intently at the pool, in which countless golden wires swam.

This pool of water can whiten, heal wounds, and remove scars, all thanks to the mysterious golden silk substance.

Wei Wuji waved his hand to extract a trace of it, and wiped it into the palm of his hand, and that piece was as white as winter snow when it landed.

This whitening effect is too scary, and it is many times stronger than the top international whitening products.

But I don't know if drinking it into the stomach is still effective.

Thinking that Liu Zhijing is a little dark, it is better to get some back and try it first.

Scooped up a full bottle of water, and used cultivation to extract the gold wire material inside, leaving only a little bit, which is about the same proportion as the gold wire material in the future drink.

When I returned to the dormitory, it was already evening.

In the dormitory, only Zhao Cheng was there.

After asking, I found out that Liu Zhijing and Jing Hao went out to buy wine, because Liu Zhijing had just fallen out of love and needed to borrow wine to drown his sorrows.

Before he spoke, Liu Zhijing and Jing Hao came back, Liu Zhijing carried two bottles of liquor, and Jing Hao carried two strings of beer.

"Lao Liu, isn't it?"

Seeing Liu Zhijing's eyes red and swollen, Wei Wuji was really taken aback.

But I haven't seen you for a long time, so I cried like this?

Jing Hao covered his mouth and whispered: "Aunt Dormitory Manager saw that Lao Liu was out of love and pitiful, and she didn't stop us from bringing wine in. ”

"Damn, there's still this benefit from falling out of love?"

Zhao Cheng slammed the table with his fist and said, "Then I will also fall out of love." ”

"Lao Zhao, if you want to fall out of love, you have to have a girlfriend first, right?"

Wei Wuji only felt amused.

In the 417 dormitory, this is the first time that the four of them have drunk together, but the reason is that Liu Zhijing fell out of love.

Liu Zhijing didn't say a word, unscrewed a bottle of white, poured a sip, and exhaled a mouth full of wine.

Lovelorn people are terrible!

Zhao Cheng and Jing Hao sighed at the same time, opened a bottle of beer each, and didn't drink it, just looked at Liu Zhijing.

"Damn, you're not enough brothers."

Wei Wuji took another bottle of liquor, took a big sip, and said, "Old Liu, brother will drink with you!" ”

"Good brother, be righteous, do it!"

Liu Zhijing was moved to tears, raised the wine bottle, and drank wildly with Wei Wuji.

In the blink of an eye, half a bottle was wiped out each.

Liu Zhijing's face was as red as a monkey's buttocks.

Looking at Wei Wuji again, his face was as usual.

Xiaoli said...... I don't love her, but ...... But I've always loved her! ”

Liu Zhijing cried and drank two more sips, the wine came up, and his delirium was a little confused.

"I think what she means by this is that you don't love her when you're not straight."

Wei Wuji pretended to be serious with a straight face

"Not straight...... Time? ”

As soon as Liu Zhijing asked, the whole person fell headlong and was drunk unconscious.

Wei Wuji laughed obscenely a few times, Lao Liu, you just think about the meaning of this in your dream!

"Lao Zhao, help Lao Liu, I'll sober him up."

Wei Wuji turned around and fiddled with his phone a few times, took out the flask, and with the help of Zhao Cheng, poured all the flask into Liu Zhijing's stomach.

Liu Zhijing wanted to vomit several times, but was stopped by Wei Wuji with a wave of his hand.

"It's not pear juice!"

Jing Hao took the flask and sniffed it, and asked, "Old Wei, what did you drink for Lao Liu?" ”

"Sweet bath water, it's a great way to sober up."

Wei Wuji was not wrong when he said this, after all, Gu Tiantian had taken a bath in that pool.

Zhao Cheng and Jing Hao looked confused, although they liked Gu Tiantian very much, but if they really let them drink Gu Tiantian's bath water, it was estimated that they would not be able to drink it.

"Let's fight the bar?"

Wei Wuji was in a very good mood and asked as he looked at the two strings of beer.

The two peaches, who were still awake, immediately shook their heads like rattles.

The feeling of a hangover is not wonderful.

Zhao Cheng asked Jing Hao to take a hand and work together to get Liu Zhijing to bed, Liu Zhijing lost so much weight that he didn't have a few pounds of meat, but he still made the two of them tired and panting, sweating profusely.

Wei Wuji lay on his bed, looked at them speechlessly, and said, "For the sake of your wife's happiness in the future, I think you two have to start exercising hard." ”

"It's really lying down and talking without back pain!"

"That's right, you got Lao Liu drunk, and you don't know how to help."

Zhao Cheng and Jing Hao relieved themselves and scolded one by one.

Liu Zhijing's lovelorn drinking party has already ended before it starts.

Wei Wuji played with his phone for a while, ready for a good night's sleep.

Ding!

But there was a WeChat message prompt sounding.

Grim Reaper: Next, I will send a red envelope, please cooperate, don't rob @ all members

Tang Sanzang: It's strange if you don't rob it!

Wolverine: It's strange if you don't rob it!

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Elf: It's strange if you don't rob it!

All the friends followed the tune of Tang Seng and brushed the same rhythm, and there was harmony in the red envelope group.

The Grim Reaper no longer explained, and sent out the red envelope that could not be grabbed.

To grab or not to grab?

In this Grim Reaper red envelope group, if a red envelope appears, it can't be delayed for a microsecond, otherwise the hair won't be able to grab it.

Wei Wuji hesitated a little, and went to order it again, the red envelope had been snatched up, so he could only check everyone's luck bitterly.

There are only ten copies of this red envelope, and each one is a day of bad luck.

I rub!

Wei Wuji secretly said that he was lucky, fortunately he hesitated, otherwise the ghost knows how bad luck the Grim Reaper would be.

Tang Sanzang: I said Grim Reaper, why don't we play like this?

Iron Man: That said, that's too bad.

Cat Demon: Lord Death, how bad luck is this bad luck, Meow is so scared (pitiful expression)

Hulk: Ten of us joining forces, we should be able to kill the Grim Reaper, right?

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