Chapter 133: The Old Way Buys a Clock

Although the fat man's blood is indeed not very delicious, I have to admit it.

After drinking his blood, Lu Kang's injuries that had been suppressed by the bell before had almost recovered.

The only thing that made Lu unhappy was that the two black footprints on his face couldn't be erased.

Yan'er helped him up from the ground and asked worriedly, "Master, how are you feeling?" ”

"Can't die!" Lu Kang glanced at him with a dark face. He moved his lower limbs again.

Yan'er, you can, waste my delicious food and drink for you, and you step on my face at a critical time.

Yan'er smiled and stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, obviously Fan was also aware of her behavior just now.

Lu Kang looked at the fat man who fainted on the ground: "Is he okay?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that I've lost too much blood." Chen Xiao helped him up.

Yan'er snorted coldly: "You want to save this dead fat man? ”

Chen Xiao shook his head helplessly: "How to remedy it?" He is also a bad guy, and it's taboo to kill a bad guy. ”

"Let's go."

Lu Kang tugged at Yan'er's sleeve and wiped it vigorously on his face, and then walked out of the hall.

"That's right. How did you end up like this? Chen Xiao asked curiously.

Since she came in, she only saw the fat man and Lu Kang lying on the ground, very miserable, as if they had been injured.

But there was no one but him.

Hearing this, Lu Kang paused, and his face twitched fiercely: "Didn't you hear the bell just now?" ”

Speaking of this, he also glanced at Chen Xiao and Yan'er carefully.

It was found that the two were safe and sound, and nothing happened at all.

I couldn't help but be suspicious.

How did they not be affected by the bells?

"The bells?" Chen Xiao frowned.

Yan'er was slightly stunned, and then said: "We also heard it, it was knocked by the third master, and he sang the little apple while knocking, which was unpleasant to hear." ”

Lu Kang nodded, he didn't react for a while, and after taking two steps, his body stiffened suddenly, and he looked at Yan'er with wide eyes: "What you just said...... Say what? Who's ringing the bell? ”

"Third master, what's wrong?" Yan'er was taken aback by him and was a little dazed.

Lu Kang couldn't help but look at Chen Xiao, and after seeing that she also nodded.

For a while, his face turned blue and white, and it was difficult to see the extreme.

Yan'er asked puzzledly, "Master, what are you asking the bell for?" ”

"Nothing."

Lu Kang squeezed a stiff smile out of his face, raised his feet and walked outside.

At the same time, a murderous aura emerged from him.

Okay, you're an old man, it turns out that the bell was struck.

and even sang Little Apple.

Good. Very good, very good.

……

As soon as a few people walked outside, they saw Lao Dao and the yellow-robed monk chatting outside.

Lao Dao's face was full of obscene smiles, and he seemed to be chatting energetically.

And the yellow-robed monk was envious.

Vaguely, Lu Kang seemed to hear the word woman.

"Boss, you're out of the picture."

"How? Did you catch that guy? ”

As soon as I saw Lu Kang. Lao Dao hurriedly closed his mouth and walked over, with a flattering smile on his face.

But when he found that Lu someone's face was a little unsightly.

Lao Dao hurriedly stopped his feet and didn't dare to approach.

Lu Kang snorted coldly, and beckoned to him with an incomparably kind face: "Third master, come here." ”

"Boss, if you have anything to say, just say it. Listen up. ”

Lao Dao shook his head into a rattle, and he didn't go over.

He has seen a lot of ups and downs over the years, and he knows that the villain in the TV series will laugh a few times before killing someone.

"Come over first, I really have something to tell you, or don't regret it."

Lu Kang continued to laugh.

Don't regret it?

Lao Dao's eyes suddenly lit up, and after hesitating, he walked over, licked his face and said, "Boss, what good things do you have." ”

"I'm a little injured and can't stand on the rope, you carry me, I'll tell you again!"

Lu Kang smiled, looking mysterious.

Lao Dao was curious by his words. In addition, when he heard that he was injured again, he finally turned his back to Lu Kang and paused, pouted his big ass and grinned: "Boss." Come on. ”

"Well, I'll be right up."

Lu Kang sneered.

Then lift your feet!

Against the old big ass!

Kicked out!

It's a lot of power!

"Bang!"

Lao Dao screamed, and the whole person was kicked by Lu Kang and flew out ten meters away. In the end, it smashed firmly into the grass on both sides of the temple gate.

Chen Xiao was stunned.

The yellow-robed monk was stunned.

The others looked at Lu Kang with fear in their eyes.

"Good shot!"

"Sir, what a ball!"

Yan'er was the first to react, and applauded vigorously, as if it was not a person who Lu Kang kicked out just now, but a football.

Lu Kang didn't care about the eyes of other people, and clapped his hands after retracting his feet.

He looked at the grass. There was a smile on his face.

It's a lot cooler.

Let you ring the bell.

Let you sing the little apple.

In the end, Lao Dao walked out of the grass in embarrassment, and said without tears: "Boss, why? Why are you doing this? ”

"Is the bell ringing? Does Little Apple sing well? Lu Kang smiled.

Lao Dao was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lu Kang's injury, his face changed greatly, as if he had thought of something, and hurriedly walked to the broken bell to take a closer look.

"What a bell!" Lao Dao's gaze was completely fixed on the bell, completely forgetting the pain in his buttocks.

Speaking of this, Lao Dao also turned back to the yellow-robed monk and said, "Then who, bald donkey, where did you get this bell?" ”

A bald donkey shouted that the yellow-robed monk looked embarrassed, and he didn't know whether to ignore him. In the end, he said: "This bell has naturally been handed down from generation to generation in our temple." ”

"You can blow it, the cowhide can blow you up!"

Lao Dao smiled and looked at him with disdain.

The yellow-robed monk smiled awkwardly. Nor explain.

In fact, this bell was actually picked up by him, to be precise, when he went down the mountain a few years ago. A rural family gave it to him, but he didn't touch it after he got it to the mountain, and the broken bell was full of patina, so he almost sold it as scrap.

While the two were talking.

Lu Kang also walked to Lao Dao's side and looked at the broken bell, his face kept changing.

Made, is it the culprit who almost suppressed it with the dead fat man just now?

Impossible, right?

Lu was very skeptical. couldn't help but look at Lao Dao: "Third Master, are you sure you rang this bell just now?" ”

"Yes, yes."

Lao Dao nodded with a weak face, rolled his eyes and said, "Boss." Is it okay to borrow some money? ”

"Huh."

Lu Kang looked at him with disdain, do you think I look like someone who is willing to lend you money?

You almost didn't kill me just now, and it's light to give you a kick, and now you still want to borrow money from me.

The old man looked at it with a smile, looked back at the yellow-robed monk and said, "Who is that, the bald donkey......"

"Ahem......"

The yellow-robed monk couldn't help coughing: "I'm not called Bald Donkey, my name is Huangshi, and my law name is Mingxin." ”

Sister, you're a bald donkey, and your whole family is a bald donkey.

"It's all the same thing anyway."

Lao Dao waved his hand angrily, and said straight to the point: "Do you sell this broken clock?" ”

"Not for sale!"

Monk Mingxin shook his head without thinking about it, and said, "This is the inheritance treasure of this temple, how can it be measured by money!" ”

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse!"

Lao Dao smiled and took out a thick bill from his body.

Monk Mingxin's eyes lit up, and he coughed and said, "I see that the donor has a relationship with my Buddha." If you can donate some sesame oil money so that the temple can re-cross a layer of gold for the Bodhisattva, this bell can be transferred to you. ”

As his words fell, countless disdainful glances were cast on him.

Even Lu Kang is no exception.

Lao Dao was shameless enough, but he didn't expect that there would be someone more shameless than him.

If you want money, just say it, what else is there to do with the Buddha.

"Done!"

Lao Dao walked over with a smile, looked at Monk Mingxin and said, "Give you the money, give me the clock!" ”

After saying that, he waved the wad of banknotes, and the monk Mingxin subconsciously reached out to take it.

Lao Dao hurriedly retracted again, took out a red sun from it and handed it to him: "Oh, a hundred yuan, don't look for it!" ”

……

No matter how good Rao is temper was, Monk Mingxin couldn't help but twitch his face fiercely, and he was dumbfounded in an instant.

Lao Dao didn't pay attention to his expression, and said to himself: "The scrap iron in the market is six cents to a piece, your bell is a hundred catties, and it is very fair for me to give you a hundred yuan!" ”

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