The shoulder was buckled, Yang Yi suddenly soared in strength, reflexively stuck the palm of Monk Shi Bo, and then smashed a straight fist at the face of the dead bald donkey.

'Smack......'

The dead bald donkey was extremely adaptable, his face was inconvenient, and his other hand had appeared in front of him at some point, but blocked Yang Yi's fist.

Both hands had been restrained, Yang Yi tilted his head back, and suddenly hit Monk Shi Bo's forehead, and secretly, he had already raised his legs, ready to make a move that was indiscriminate.

'Boom ......'

As if hitting metal, Yang Yi's eyes full of Venus were swirling brightly, as if mocking his indiscretion, and the top of his raised knees drooped weakly, and he couldn't use his feet.

"......" Yang Yi was dizzy, bursts of darkness hit, his head tilted, and he fell unconscious.

With a smile on his face, Monk Shi Bo put Yang Yi on the ground and touched his head with a smile.

"Hmph, the stinky boy still dares to hit his head with this master, don't you know that monks are all good at iron heads?"

This is probably the smart man who was confused for a while, Yang Yi didn't understand until the moment he was in a coma, he was really stupid enough, and he was competing with the monk to see whose head was hard, which was no less than playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

Monk Shi Bo leaned down, from head to toe, carefully looking at Yang Yi, not only that, but his fingers also rested on Yang Yi's pulse, and a warm air flow slowly crossed into Yang Yi's body.

I don't know how long it has been, but when Yang Yi woke up again, he found himself in a small room, with mottled walls, tattered furniture, and a TV playing a program, and a ragged bald head sitting in front of the TV.

What the hell is this place? Yang Yi's heart was suspicious, he quietly got up, looked around, and saw himself lying naked on a small bed.

Not only was there not a single piece of clothing, but there was also a pool of blood on the white sheets.

Airplanes......

There was a roar in Yang Yi's head, and he almost didn't pass out again, I, me...... Is it possible that labor and management were dragged to the hotel by this monk to be indecent?

Hastily, Yang Yi wanted to crash headlong into the wall, the master's innocent body was ruined like this, you dead bald donkey, you are really fucking perverted!

Yang Yi fumbled his way up from the bed, picked up a bench next to the bed, and cautiously walked towards Monk Shibo.

I'm going to kill you, paralyzed, you pervert!

But before he got close to the sofa, Monk Shi Bo seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and he didn't look back and said, "How are you awake, are you sleeping comfortably?" ”

Comfortable your uncle, can you sleep comfortably when a man explodes chrysanthemums?

Yang Yi's face kept changing, Tie Qing turned red for a while, held back for a long time, and suddenly threw the bench towards Monk Shibo.

"I'll stone you turtle son to death!"

'Whoa......'

The bench struck the back of Monk Shibo's head like lightning, almost giving him a chance to dodge, and if nothing else, he would definitely be hit this time.

Yang Yi thought proudly in his heart, but who knew that Monk Shibo's head was biased, and the bench smashed on the TV with a bang.

There was a 'crackling' sound, and the TV was scrapped.

"A thousand!" Monk Shi Bo stood up and smiled at Yang Yi.

"Huh?"

Yang Yi was puzzled, and in the next second, he heard a sound of footsteps outside the door getting closer and closer, and then the sound of knocking on the door sounded.

'Knock knock knock ......'

As soon as the knocking on the door fell, a fierce girl came from outside the door: "What are you doing, demolishing the house?" Open the door, open the door, I'm going to see if I ruin something! ”

Yang Yi's heart jumped, and he seemed to understand what the thousand yuan in Monk Shibo's mouth meant.

He and the monk looked at each other, stupidly at a loss, and at this time, the sound of the door opening was already heard outside the door.

"You don't open the door, do you? The old lady has a way to open the door......"

'Crunch'

The sound of opening the door sounded, and an aunt in her fifties rushed into the house, with anger on her face, her hands on her waist, and a bit of the fierceness of the Hedong lion.

"I said you ...... Ah......h

Before the aunt finished speaking, it turned into a scream, why, because the situation in the house at this time was too ...... It's unsightly.

A bald donkey, a young man, and two big men in one room are fine, and one of them is still bare.

Auntie felt that she was evil all of a sudden, and she had never seen such a person in her small hotel for so many years.

"You ...... You guys...... Do you want to be embarrassed......" The aunt covered her eyes and said very embarrassed.

Yang Yi then remembered that he was still showing his breasts, and the two big men were alone in the same room, which would inevitably make people think about it, he hurriedly pulled the sheets and explained: "Auntie, things are not as ...... as you think"

"Who's your name? Who's the aunt? The aunt crossed her hands on her hips and roared angrily, "The old lady is only thirty years old, and she is a little older than your kid, who do you call aunt?" ”

"Uh......" Yang Yi was embarrassed and speechless, and said after a while, "Okay, eldest sister......"

"Hmph, that's pretty much ......" Auntie nodded with satisfaction, then looked at the room, and continued to scream, "Oh, what are you doing here, what are you doing, what's the matter, if it's not your things, you won't cherish them, right?" What does it mean to smash my TV? ”

"Amitabha, don't get angry...... female benefactor" Monk Shabo gave a Buddha name and explained, "I was talking about things with this little benefactor just now, and we disagreed, so I accidentally smashed your things......"

"Huh...... It's still reasonable to smash something, isn't it? The aunt crossed her hands on her hips, pointed at the nose of Monk Shi Bo and scolded, "You are a dead bald donkey, what kind of monk are you pretending to be a monk?" Are you trying to deceive a young woman like me? I sue you, there is no door, the old lady will not want to roll the sheets with you, you hurry up and pay me money! ”

The corners of Monk Shibo's mouth twitched, don't look at his ragged clothes, the reincarnation of Jigong who is alive, but Monk Shibo really can't look down on the woman in front of him.

Even though he is in his fifties, he insists that he is only thirty years old, and he talks nonsense with his eyes open, and the Buddha hates this kind of person the most.

Or those young women on the street are more down-to-earth, sincere to people, and large areas of snow-white skin are visible.

"Female donor, this ...... I don't have any money......" Monk Shi Bo looked embarrassed, and said as he gestured to the aunt.

The aunt looked at Yang Yi suspiciously, and then said: "Lose money......"

"How much?" Yang Yi didn't bother to entangle, he was now full of questions and ideas to ask this dead bald donkey, this aunt was really hard to talk about standing here.

When the aunt saw that Yang Yi was so happy, she suddenly had a small calculation in her heart, and said, "One thousand!" ”

"Damn, your house is a black shop? Just that black-and-white TV still costs a thousand? Yang Yi almost didn't bite his tongue off, "Two hundred ......"

"Two hundred?! Why don't you grab it? Aunt was very angry, "Nine hundred! ”

"Two hundred and fifty ......"

"Eight Hundred ......"

"Three hundred, no more will be given to ......"

The aunt was angry and shouted, "At least five hundred ......."

"Deal!" Yang Yi immediately got up and rummaged through his wallet.

After the aunt left, Yang Yi stared at Monk Shi Bo with fire in his eyes, and said word by word: "Say!" What have you done to me? ”

"Uh...... It's nothing, the little monk just checked the donor's body......" Monk Shi Bo smiled.

Hiss...... Yang Yi almost died of anger, what does this dead bald donkey mean? How do you check your body? Your uncle!