Chapter 135: The Self-cultivation of a High Monk
Friends, please stay! Sima Ji and the 100,000 army immediately became anxious: "Brother Bird, Master Yuantong is looking for you!" β
Wouldn't it be too unrighteous for us to do that? Sima Ji and the 100,000 army looked at each other shamelessly:
No! One person is called unrighteous when he does this, and everyone is called ...... Where the people want, everyone wants!
This is the cry of the masses!
Instead, Murong Kunpeng will inevitably lock the toilet door: the call of the masses to go to him, Lao Tzu has withdrawn from the group!
But the Cold Snow Fairy still couldn't be as desperate as Brother Bird after all, Jiang Hanxue pushed open the door and walked out expressionlessly: "Master, are you looking for me?" β
"Heh......" Master Yuantong looked at her and sneered: What do you say?
Although his big bald head is covered with saliva and minced meat, although he has clear eyebrows and no intimidation, although his eyes are wide and more like a cute goldfish...... But looking for Murong Kunpeng to settle accounts, he is serious!
Take care, brother! Sima Ji looked at Jiang Hanxue in turn with the same sad eyes as the 100,000 army mourning martyrs, and passed by her: The truth that the dead friend does not die and the poor does not die, and we earthlings also understand!
After going out, Sima Ji was even empathetic to bring the door from the outside for Master Yuantong.
If it is usual, whether Sima Ji watches "Flower Rooster" or 100,000 people eat meat, and the army uses mobile phones to make a date, it will be dead. But now Master Yuantong is not in the mood, and all his thoughts are on Murong Kunpeng.
Master Yuantong glared at "Murong Kunpeng" viciously, trying to overwhelm "him" with his vajra angry eyes, but it was useless, it was not him here, but her......
Jiang Hanxue is naturally not afraid of Master Yuantong, but she is just a little weak-hearted.
Master Yuantong had seen through her origins before, and had also pointed her out the maze, and she had promised Master Yuantong to do everything she could to help him recover his appearance.
But she couldn't.
She has tried her best to find the antidote to the beauty pill, but the beauty pill is not a poison, how can there be an antidote?
Who in this world would dislike being too good-looking?
Besides, the beauty pill refined by Murong Kunpeng can't be called a beauty pill, as the name suggests, the beauty pill can only change a person's appearance, but Master Yuantong has even changed his figure and temperament together, just like the effect of Murong Kunpeng's small leather whip at Zheng Haoyu's place, the beauty pill has changed......
Although Jiang Hanxue is a woman, she is a promise and never breaks her word. Since she couldn't find the antidote to the beauty pill, she decided to try to make the antidote herself, in fact, she already had an immature idea, but she couldn't make up her mind, after all, there was still a certain risk for this idea to be realized.
Now Master Yuantong has come to the door, forcing Jiang Hanxue to finally make a difficult decision.
"Master, there really isn't an antidote, but I have an immature idea." Jiang Hanxue didn't hide anything, but told the facts and let Master Yuantong choose for himself: "This idea is to fight poison with poison, it may restore you to your original appearance, or it may make you ugly......"
"Good, good!" Master Yuantong decisively accepted: "Nuwa's refining of stones has become absurd, and she has acted in the absurd." Losing the true realm of ghosts, the phantom relatives will stink - ugly and ugly, and the old man agrees to fight poison with poison! β
"Admire, admire!" Jiang Hanxue couldn't help but be in awe: "Since this is the case, please ask the master to go with me!" β
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"Heyβdid you say Brother Bird is still alive now?" Sima Ji lay on the bed and lazily asked two fox friends and dogs, losing the newly bought "Flower Rooster", everything became boring.
"He'd better be dead!" 100,000 bitter and hateful melon seeds: "A meat sausage is more than 20!" β
"Don't you know the temper of the courier brother? Brother Bird has to shed his skin if he doesn't die this time......"
The army was casually perfunctory, he was lying on his side with his face facing the wall, the quilt wrapped his body tightly like a big cocoon, quietly stuffed the mobile phone into the crotch of his pants, and carefully turned on the vibration: "Buzz ......"
"What sound?" Sima Ji and 100,000 pricked up their ears in unison, and the army hurriedly turned off the vibration of the mobile phone, and pretended to be stupid and said, "What sound?" What do you hear? β
Sima Ji and 100,000 fox looked at each other suspiciously, but in fact, they didn't react, they just felt that the movement was quite familiar......
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Jiang Hanxue walked in, followed by Master Yuantong who was carrying a large bag and a small bag.
"Brother Bird?" Sima Ji and 100,000 stood up at once, and even the army subconsciously sat up.
The six eyes stared at Jiang Hanxue in unison, but immediately after that, they were all attracted by Master Yuantong who was carrying a large bag and a small bag.
In order to restore his appearance, Master Yuantong also worked hard, not only took out all the private money he had saved over the years to buy medicine for Jiang Hanxue, but even carried thirty or forty bags of Chinese medicinal materials by himself.
Master Yuantong survived strongly with the face of Xiao Xianrou, what is it to carry a Chinese medicine bag to swagger through the market?
However, Master Yuantong's current appearance is even more exaggerated than that day Sima Ji, not only carrying it on his shoulders, carrying it in his hands, still holding his armpits, carrying it on his back, and still carrying it on his head, so that he can't stand upright.
In addition, in order to hide people's eyes, Master Yuantong wore casual clothes and a peaked cap, and he really couldn't recognize it if he didn't look up.
"The big-breasted emperor has worked hard!" Sima Ji gloated and patted Master Yuantong on the shoulder: "I'll just ask, so many bags, do you let the empty iron go?" β
"Don't let it!" Master Yuantong suddenly raised Tie Qing's little white face: "Why don't you help Lao Wei pick it up?" β
"Hey, Mom-" Sima Ji gasped, 100,000 people were so frightened that all the melon seeds fell, and the army jumped directly from the top bunk.
Master Yuantong took Murong Kunpeng away, and it took most of the day to leave, they had imagined countless possibilities, but they really didn't expect Master Yuantong and Murong Kunpeng to go to buy medicine! I didn't expect Master Yuantong to be like Sima Ji last time, and he worked hard to carry the Chinese medicine back!
Could this be "The Self-cultivation of High Monks"?
There was silence in the 305 dormitory, but at this moment, I don't know who called the army, so the familiar "buzz" came from the crotch of the army's bulging pants......
Jiang Hanxue and her friends were stunned - the army, you should grow a little heart!
"Zhang! Big! Army! "Master Yuantong's little white face is green: I didn't clean you up just now, you are still energetic, right?
"No, it's not like that, Master, you listen to me......" The army hurriedly tried to clear his name: "I was texting someone just now......"
It turned out to be you? Sima Ji and 100,000 reacted suddenly: I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! We really misread you!