Xu Qing touched his nose and said: "Don't worry, that old man is staying at my house now, he is not an ancient martial artist, even if he is practicing for him, it is useless, he just thought about having a close contact with the Bodhidharma Patriarch or something." ”

Qi Kaiwu endured his eagerness and said: "Okay, I will live here today, and I must send the kapok robe early tomorrow morning, and I don't have to be afraid to learn the palm of the Dharma Patriarch." ”

Xu Qing smiled: "Okay, you just wait, you must send the robe tomorrow morning, then I won't disturb your rest, see you tomorrow." After saying that, he quickly slipped out of the door with oil on the soles of his feet, and Zhu Xiaoling was waiting outside the box, of course, He Shang and six bodyguards.

Taking advantage of the opposite moment, Zhu Xiaoling whispered, "I'll go home tonight." The two looked at each other and smiled, and everything was silent.

Leaving the hotel and returning home, Xu Qing went upstairs and walked to the door of the guest room where Wu Lao was temporarily staying, and promised Uncle Shi to take the robe over tomorrow morning, and he had to take a closer look at the pattern on it today, otherwise he might have to put it on for a few days in the hands of Uncle Shi.

Standing at the door and sweeping the door with a see-through eye, I saw Wu Lao sitting cross-legged on the ground, with the kapok robe on his knees.

Xu Qing saw that the scissors' heart beat sharply a few times, and quickly focused his eyes on the kapok robe and swept it carefully, fortunately, the robe was not damaged, and his heart said, what kind of moth does this old man want to play? Could it be that he cut off a piece of his brother's things and took them back as a souvenir, and kept saying that he believed in Buddhism, he couldn't see through a greedy word, and despised you......

Taking a breath to suppress the idea of rushing in to snatch back the robe, Xu Qing simply stood at the door to see what old man Wu had in mind, as long as he dared to move the scissors on the robe, he would immediately rush in and smoke him.

Wu Lao said to the robe: "Kapok! Kapok, if you really come to cross, please give me a Buddha show, and Wu will immediately shave his ordination and take refuge in my Buddha......"

It's strange to say, just after the old man Wu finished reading, a warm wind suddenly blew, and the kapok robe on his knees shook, in fact, this old man forgot to close the window!

"Amitabha...... The Buddha is coming, the kapok crosses me, cuts off the three thousand troubled silks, and throws away the red dust and ten thousand taels of gold......" Old man Wu had a look of excitement on his face, and he proclaimed a Buddha name in his mouth, which was nothing more than a piece of dried shrimp and tofu. He grabbed the scissors and put them directly on the top of his Mediterranean head, grabbed the sparse hair with one hand, and cut it off with the scissors.

Xu Qing outside the door looked at this scene dumbfounded, the speed at which Old Man Wu cut his hair was called a fast, and he cut off all the few tufts of hair left on his skull in three strokes and five by two.

After cutting his hair, he stood up with a smile on his robe, and said the Buddha name in his mouth, so he didn't owe a smile.

What happened next made Xu Qing a little stunned, Wu Lao walked straight to the door with his robe, opened the door with one hand, and happened to face Xu Qing, he smiled and handed over the robe in his hand: "Master Xu, the robe is returned, and the poor monk is gone!" After speaking, he turned sideways and let Xu Qing drift downstairs, and he really looked like a monk!