Liu Xiangzi's chaotic emotions finally calmed down, and he was a little dazed and at a loss. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She felt that from the fingertips on her forehead from Zhang Xiaomo, there were bursts of cool breath, which cooled her mood.

The refreshing and natural smell constantly gushed out of the other party's body, which reminded her of the scene in the hospital.

At that time, she was so ghostly that she hugged the other party's arm and fell asleep, and slept peacefully, as if she had not slept so comfortably for a long time.

There was also the hazy shy dream, like the corner of the wall full of wisteria rowans in spring, and from the other side of the wall came a timid and intoxicating whisper.

"I suspect that last night's spring dream was good, but it was won by fighting grass today, and the smile was born from both faces." The fresh artistic conception of the conception.

These thoughts made her feel even more embarrassed at this time, and the red cloud climbed up to the still somewhat pale cheeks, and her eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"Bastard... Whining... Why do you want to hurt me so much? Isn't it enough to insult me in the hospital? Now he's coming to my grandfather's shop to bully me. Woooooooo

"You know what? Grandpa suddenly fainted yesterday and still hasn't woken up, I'm a doctor, but I can't even save my grandfather. ”

"It's all your fault.... Whining.... Why are you breaking into my life... It's all your fault...."

Liu Xiangzi beat Zhang Xiaomo's chest while crying sadly, as if he wanted to vent all the depression in the past few days.

Looking at the other party's pear blossom's crying and pitiful appearance, Zhang Xiaomo sighed slowly, and he finally understood why Liu Xiangzi had such a deep grudge against him.

However, even if the hospital incident, as a boy, I have to pay some responsibility. But your grandfather's business has something to do with me?

Of course, Zhang Xiaomo didn't dare to say these words, and now he was really a little afraid of the woman opposite. And this woman has some mental problems now, and she must not stimulate the other party anymore.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know so much was going on with you. "It doesn't have anything to do with me, though.

"I really didn't have any ill intentions in coming today, and besides, I didn't know I would meet you here."

"I just wanted to redeem what belonged to me, that green-haired guy was really a thief. Alas.... Those three ancient coins are weird, and honestly, putting them on you might get you into trouble. ”

"Yes... I don't have any evidence right now, and I'm so confused about it that I can't explain much to you. ”

Zhang Xiaomo put the stack of strong coins in his hand beside Liu Xiangzi, "10,000 yuan is the ransom of my three ancient coins, and the rest will be used as compensation!" ”

Then he turned around and walked out of the house, it was really not a good day to talk about it anymore.

"By the way, if your grandfather is unconscious for no reason, I'm afraid it has something to do with those three ancient coins." Leaving his contact information, Zhang Xiaomo left.

Leaving the antique street Liuzhai, it was already dusk, and Zhang Xiaomo walked slowly and alone on the road.

Who knew there would be so much trouble today? And in the end, the matter was not resolved, looking at the three strange ancient coins in his hand, there was a slight chill in the palm of his hand, and he sighed silently and continued to walk into the distance.

When I came to an overpass outside the antique street, the evening sun was no longer so hot, and the overpass was full of various stalls, and the noisy shouting was very lively.

A strange figure appeared in Zhang Xiaomo's line of sight, with a shaved head and a ring spot on his head, there was no doubt that he was a monk, but the monk was actually wearing a wide Taoist robe.

The face is large and round, the cheeks are round, and the earlobes are plump, which is quite blessed. However, some of the short bodies, wrapped in a wide and tattered robe, looked very funny no matter how you looked at it.

Could it be a bald donkey with a story?

Zhang Xiaomo Shi Shiran walked to the monk who was sitting cross-legged and looked up and down, which was really funny.

"Hey... Are you a bald donkey or... Profound... Is it a monk or a Taoist? ”

The monk opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and also looked Zhang Xiaomo up and down, and frowned inadvertently. "Poor monks, monks..."

"Why do you wear a Taoist robe as a monk?"

"As long as the Buddha is in the heart, what does it matter what you wear?"

Zhang Xiaomo pursed his lips, he hated this kind of person who could say a flower about anything. Isn't it just a matter of money? Why are you going so far? Who are you fooling?

Zhang Xiaomo took out some change from his body and put it in front of the monk, and the monk opposite finally showed a satisfied expression and nodded slightly.

"Donor, you have a bad omen on your head."

"What?" Zhang Xiaomo, who was about to leave, stumbled, he felt as if he was hallucinating, "What are you talking about?" ”

The monk glanced at Zhang Xiaomo, "Donor, your Yin Hall is black, the head is full of evil signs, and the demonic aura is pervasive all over your body, or is there a bloody disaster?" ”

Zhang Xiaomo was not good in an instant, Nima... Master, I am kind enough to give you charity, you actually curse Master like this, do you want to blackmail me? Monk, you are too greedy. Zhang Xiaomo squatted down again and carefully observed the monk.

"Monk, I don't know what you call it?"

"The Seven Precepts of the Poor Monk's Law."

"Why isn't it Bajie?"

The seven-ring monk looked at Zhang Xiaomo and shook his head, "Young man, don't make fun of the monk." ”

"That seven-precept monk, I won't say if I have a bad omen, but I'm sure you're going to break the bank."

Zhang Xiaomo reached out and picked up the change he had just given, and was about to take it back. The seven-ring monk didn't expect Zhang Xiaomo to be so shameless, his two short eyebrows jumped, and he quickly grabbed Zhang Xiaomo's hands.

"Young man, how can you take back the money you gave to the monk? If you are so insincere, the Buddha will blame you. The voice immediately became a little higher, attracting the surrounding pedestrians to stop and watch.

What a shameless bald donkey, he actually has such a vicious heart. Do you think that if you attract these people to watch, I will let you go for the sake of face?

Don't hide it, I've already heard your head full of abacus, and today I'm going to tear off your hypocritical mask.

"Stinky bald donkey, since you don't know life and death like this, I won't save face for you anymore. Everyone is judging and judging to see how shameless this monk is! ”

"I just saw this monk dressed in rags, so I kindly gave him some money. I'm still a recent high school graduate, where is the income? Is this money still pocket money given by parents? I gave him all that was kind. ”

Zhang Xiaomo said it with emotion, and then immediately changed to an angry expression.

"But this monk actually said that I had a bad omen on my head, and there was a disaster of blood and light, and he cursed me so viciously, you said that you should not be angry?"

"It is often exposed on the Internet news that some people shave their heads, pretend to be monks to deceive goodness, and even worse, speak evil words, intimidate believers, and blackmail money, and there are countless others. Its cumbersome methods are really outrageous. ”

"I didn't believe it before, but today, seeing the shamelessness of this monk, I really have to believe it!"

"Now that the world is declining, people's hearts are not ancient, but I am still young and have a lot of blood, and I will never give in to the dark forces, and I will definitely expose the filthy heart of this monk."

Zhang Xiaomo improvised a performance, even he admired himself a little, and took out his mobile phone and searched for a few news about the monk's fraud on the Internet for onlookers to watch.

The passers-by around saw Zhang Xiaomo's delicate appearance, which was completely like a high school student, coupled with his demagogic speech, and there was indeed a lot of such news on the Internet, so they subconsciously believed his words.

"Alas... This fake monk is really hateful, how many dollars did I give him last time? ”

"Who's to say it isn't? Aunt... You should be careful not to be fooled again. ”

"I also heard that these monks beg in tattered clothes during the day, and at night, they dress brighter than anyone else, and live more moisturized than anyone else, and some even buy houses and cars!"

"Hey... Fake bald donkey, do you still have a fake nun wife? In the future, there will be a little fake monk, a little fake nun, and then a family of four will clock in and go to work? ”

"Young man, you should leave quickly, these fake monks are organized, don't be blocked by them."

In the midst of everyone's accusations, the seven-ring monk slowly let go of Zhang Xiaomo's arm, and shook his head with a flushed face. "Young man, if you don't want to give alms, why do you smear the monk like this?"

Zhang Xiaomo took back his alms, and also scavenged the money of the monk of the seven rings, looking at the corners of the other party's eyes that were constantly twitching, he was very relieved, and left proudly.

Walking on the way to Qingqing Zijin Bar, Zhang Xiaomo swept away the decadence just now, and his mood became much better, but the seven-ring monk actually followed him all the time, separated by a distance of more than 100 meters.

Zhang Xiaomo stopped, and the Qijie behind him also stopped, Zhang Xiaomo turned around and walked towards Qijie, and the Qijie monk also immediately retreated, just keeping a distance not far from him.

Back and forth several times, Zhang Xiaomo didn't bother to pay attention to the seven-ring monk, anyway, he is now a master of the arts, and he is not afraid of what the other party will do.

This state lasted until Zhang Xiaomo walked in front of the Qingqing Zijin Bar, and the seven-ring monk took a few steps forward and stood beside Zhang Xiaomo.

"I said Master of the Seven Rings, what do you mean by following me?"

"Young man, I see that you and I are destined, so I will send you a creation. You have a bad omen on your head, a blood disaster lingers, and the poor monk is willing to help you overcome the disaster. The monk said solemnly.

"And I have to thank you?"

"My Buddha is compassionate...."

"Get out... Don't force me to beat you! ”

"Don't be anxious, young man." The monk of the Seven Rings was not angry at all, "Listen to me ask you about it, can you know if there is a bad omen?" ”

"Say." Zhang Xiaomo really had nothing to do with this dog-skin plaster-like monk, he just wanted to get rid of the other party quickly.

"Young man works at this bar?" The monk pointed to the Qingqing Zijin bar.

"So what?"

Zhang Xiaomo waited for a while, and when he saw that the monk of Qijie had no follow-up, he asked a little incredulously: "This.... That's gone? Finished with questions? ”

The seven-ring monk shook his head, "It's gone..."

Zhang Xiaomo suddenly felt like he was being played, your mother-forced-, are you fooling me? Am I working here, and I have something to do with the Bloodlight Disaster?

clenched his fists tightly, his face gloomy and terrifying. "I'm going to beat you up, O'......"

"Young man, don't be anxious, you work here, don't you notice the evil in this bar?"

"To tell you the truth, the poor monk has been paying attention to this bar for a long time, and there is a strong demonic aura here, which is the most vicious place in Jinling City! Don't fool yourself. ”

"Shut up...."

Zhang Xiaomo roared out heartbreakingly, this bar is Jiu Niang's property, the monk said that this is a place of demons and evils, isn't it an insult to Jiu Niang is a demon or an evil?

No one knows the sacred status of Jiu Niang in Zhang Xiaomo's heart.

Zhang Xiaomo would rather bear the greatest insult himself, than others say a word about Jiu Niang's not!

With his head down, the hair on his forehead covered his eyes, his chest rose and fell, his exposed arms, the green tendons were as hideous as pythons, and the muscles of his whole body seemed to beat with his breathing.

The blood-colored sunset sprinkled on his body, making him look majestic and awe-inspiring.

There has always been such a truth in the two-dimensional world, once the protagonist's eyes are covered by shadows, it means that he is going to hang......