Chapter 452: The Living Bodhisattva
Lian Feng didn't look at it, and directly pushed away the pitiful face that Lian Chen came over with his hand.
"What the hell is going on?" Lian Xing had already guessed something from the words of the two.
"It's a long story."
"Then don't say it."
Lianchen shook his head in a crepe, and the impassioned tirade behind him was robbed by Lianfeng.
"Lianfeng, this is your mistake, you should let Lianxing know about our hard years, otherwise how will he know what a carefree life he is living."
"No, I have to tell him what I have suffered, and at least he should have some conscience to show mercy to me." Lianchen began to play the scoundrel.
Seeing this, Lian Xing stepped out without hesitation.
"You stop me, you can't go, since you asked yourself, I won't let you go if you don't listen." Lianchen smiled slyly at Lianxing, with a look of ill will.
Lian Xing looked at Lian Chen fixedly, "Could it be that if he tells his experience, he will still suffer?" Lianxing also began to look at Lianchen with the eyes of an idiot.
"Is your brain broken?" Lianxing finally couldn't help but ask.
Lianchen's face was full of black lines, and Lianfeng couldn't help but laugh directly on the side.
"He's got a bad brain, but he's never been better." Lianfeng added a comment at the end.
"If you don't bury me once, I'll die?" Lianchen roared, "Why am I always being run on among the four, shouldn't it be a man in the Iron Mask like Lianxing who should be buried collectively?" Lianchen was very unwilling.
"That's because you have the cheapest mouth of the four." The lotus wind was shocking.
"Lianfeng, Lianfeng, you ......" Lianchen pointed at Lianfeng for a long time, but he didn't know what to say next, "We digressed, let's go back to the topic." In the end, Lianchen gave himself such a step.
"This is what I'm waiting for, and you've gone around by yourself." Lianxing didn't leave any affection at all.
"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that it's very barren, and the people are poorer and more miserable, but it's that kind of land that actually feeds a bunch of deceitful bandits and robbers." Lianchen was the first to fall into his own emotions, explaining in a subdued voice.
Lianfeng hurriedly picked up the teacup and pretended not to hear, but rolled her eyes.
"How did they lie to you?" Lianxing is very cooperative with Lianchen's acting skills this time.
"They arranged for someone to meet us at the junction, then they talked to us, and they took the purpose of our trip to the Himalayas, and then this person separated from us halfway through."
"When we walked along the road to a thatched hut, we went in to beg for water to drink, and found that there was a crane-haired and childish face inside, and the ethereal Taoist chief looked like a crane."
"Then the Taoist told us fortunes, and hit us from the Central Plains and the purpose of coming here, as if he had followed us all the way."
"Lianfeng and I were both surprised, and we intuitively met the Living Bodhisattva, so we asked him where the two medicinal materials were distributed."
"It's you who think you've met, I've been letting you go, but you didn't." When Lianchen was excited, Lian Feng spoke coldly, making Lianchen's rich expression stiffen and collapse on his face.
"Can't you just let me finish it properly? It's rude for you to interrupt like that. Lianchen looked defeated.
"Ahem, then you continue." Lian Feng coughed dryly.