"What are you looking at, take it off quickly?" Huang San looked at the eyes of the two subordinates who looked at him and didn't seem to be right, and he didn't think about anything else, and urged directly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Woo woo woo ......"

This time, the old monk Yuankun was really afraid, he struggled frantically, kicking indiscriminately under him, trying to break free from the suppression of the soldiers.

"Be honest with me!" Huang San would not be polite to this old monk, and directly slapped Yuan Kun's bare head.

How strong Huang San's hand is, although he controlled the strength, he still stunned Yuan Kun this time.

"Take it off, don't let Lao Tzu say it a third time!" Huang San was reluctant to take this job, but seeing that several of his soldiers were so inadequate, Huang San's temper became a little irritable.

"Oh, yes, third brother!"

Although the two soldiers were still a little scared in their hearts, they were still very faithful to Huang San's orders, but the expressions on their faces were more tangled, and they looked very uncomfortable as if they were willing or unwilling.

Tearing off the two-layer monk robes worn by the old monk Yuankun, he revealed the white body behind him.

Hey, this old man is really good at maintenance, although he doesn't have abdominal muscles, but there is not much fat on his belly, maybe he is old, and the blood vessels on his body are almost clearly visible.

I found a few futons and threw them on a large table, and then a few soldiers put Yuan Kun on the futon and pressed it.

"Woo ......"

Yuan Kun lay straight on the futon, whining in his mouth, and at the same time struggling with his limbs, looking a little sad like that.

A few small novices were tied together and thrown in the corner.

Looking at the misery and desolation of their abbot at this time, the expressions on their faces were not very good, for fear that they would be the next to suffer this kind of treatment.

……

A few soldiers imagined 'Yi. The situation did not appear, Huang San reached into his arms, and when he stretched it out again, there was a small cloth bag in his hand.

When I opened it, it was all slender silver needles.

Holding a small cloth bag full of silver needles in his hand, Huang San walked up and smiled at Yuan Kun and said: "Yuan Kun old thief bald, this time you are unlucky, if you want to blame it, you have to be in Fufeng County!" ”

The faces of the people in the room changed again, and they said in their hearts: Could it be that the third brother has to use a silver needle to make love before he achieves the good of Longyang. Interesting?

that's terrifying, isn't it?

"Uh......h Woo woo woo ...... "Yuan Kun looked at Huang San standing beside him, his eyes full of fear.

"Master Yuankun, although you don't have any real talent, but to be honest, your ability to tell fortunes is not very accurate, but it is still somewhat useful!" Huang San slowly pulled out a silver needle and said.

"Woo woo woo ......" This is about to do it, and Yuan Kun is about to be scared to pee.

"Third brother, you better hurry up! Hurry up and finish, and our brothers will be relaxed. A soldier on the side couldn't help it and began to urge.

He really didn't want to see the next scene, men torturing men!

Huang San glared at the soldier fiercely, and then aimed at Yuan Kun's Zhimuro acupoint and stabbed the silver needle down.

At first, Yuan Kun didn't feel anything, but after the time of tea, the expression on Yuan Kun's face suddenly became cheerful, and an irrepressible sound came out of his throat.

"Huh...... Hehehe......"

Yuan Kun's voice was very low, but he could clearly hear that the old monk was laughing, and he was still laughing happily.

"Isn't it a good laugh?" Huang San looked at Yuan Kun's expression, stretched out his finger and gently flicked the end of Na Yin Zhen.

So, the silver needle began to shake violently.

"Hehehe......"

Yuan Kun laughed even more happily, laughing out of breath, old tears flying, and the sound of hehe was endless.

Huang San sneered: "Ben General visited the people you used to tell fortunes, but I didn't expect that your reputation as an old thief in the hearts of the people is quite high!" At least six or seven out of ten people are very accurate. Although your fortune-telling is also a handicraft, it is a ninth-rate job after all. ”

Syllable!

When he said this, Huang San flicked the silver needle again and said, "Tell you, this time my prince can afford you, and he wants to use you to do a big thing!" This time, this official is to give you a wake-up call, so that you are obedient and know what to say and what not to say! ”

Call!

Hearing Huang San's words, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that the third brother was not suffering from the habit of breaking sleeves, but was carrying out the orders given by His Royal Highness King Han.

It's scaring them to death!

"Later, my prince will come in, you old thief, don't fix those vain, you will do whatever the prince asks you to do? Got it? Huang San's hand kept moving and continued.

"Huh...... Hehe...... "Where can Huang San speak, there is still a footcloth stuffed in his mouth."

only heard the sound of hehe, Huang San thought he was not honest, and said angrily: "You damn it, it's too inauthentic to be so hehe, it seems that you still have to suffer less!" ”

Burst......

Huang San pulled out the silver needle that was pierced on the acupoint of Yuan Kun Zhi's room, and replaced it with another acupoint, this time the expression on Yuan Kun's face was very strange, saying that it was joy, and it was a little painful, anyway, it was very strange.

This time, Huang San was very merciful, he didn't torture him for so long, he pulled out the silver needle after the tea time, and took out the footcloth with his hand.

"Whew!"

Finally asked for torture, looking at the five burly strong men in front of him, the old monk Yuankun gasped heavily, and his body was oily and slippery.

No way, it was tortured, and it was tortured to the point that it was incomplete!

What's all this called?

When he became a monk, he just looked at being a monk, and the temple would eat and eat, and there was a monthly amount of money.

Three years ago, it was easy to boil his senior brother to death and inherited this treasure temple temple.

Just relied on the things in the Book of Changes and physiognomy to make a name, and before he had lived a few years of comfortable life, he this thing, who did he provoke?

Thinking about Fang Cai's experience of crying and laughing, numb and itchy, Yuan Kun wiped his forehead with palpitations and looked at Huang San with a look of fear.

"Old thief, do you understand?"

Huang San pulled out a chair and walked over, and said, "You can do whatever the prince asks you to do, don't think about tricks!" Otherwise...... I forgot to tell you, the official's silver needle puncture point is a halfway monk, next time, maybe your hand will be stabbed into the divine court and Baihui acupoint, and when you die, it will be considered a vain death! ”

After saying this, Huang San didn't look at Yuan Kun's expression, and said directly to a soldier: "Go to the teahouse opposite and invite the prince over, I'm here to watch this old thief bald!" ”

"Yes, Third Brother!" The soldier was quick with his hands and feet, turned around and ran to the outside of the treasure temple. (To be continued.) )