I glared at Linghu Gaoya coldly, and said in a secret voice: "In your eyes, all weak people are worthy of ridicule, right?" No sympathy, no sense of justice? If it's like this again, don't blame me for being even more unkind to you! ”

With that, I turned and walked down the stone steps.

And behind me, Linghu Gaoya suddenly hugged his head. With a painful face, I couldn't even walk. She crouched there, moaning in pain.

I ignored her, and quickly left the Potala Palace and walked towards the Tibetan woman who sold eggs.

When she came to the Tibetan woman, a stronger smell wafted out of her. I can't even imagine how the tourists who bought eggs before could stand the smell.

The Tibetan woman was still spinning the prayer wheel, begging to look at me. A smile spread across her face, ugly. From the bottom of my heart, it's really ugly.

My spiritual wave was emitted, and while the people around me didn't pay much attention to this, a ball of wooden dragon ball light rose up in my right hand and covered the Tibetan woman's body.

Then, I turned away. Lingbo manipulates the vitality of the Wooden Dragon Ball, shapes the body of the Tibetan woman, and focuses on cultivating her three souls and her brain.

When I returned to the entrance outside the Potala Palace again, inside the Lingbo, the Tibetan woman's body was plump, her face was full of light, and her face was much less wrinkled, and she looked young and full of vitality.

Although it is still dirty and smelly clothing. But this woman has already been reborn. She looked down at herself in surprise, as if she understood something, and looked at me.

I was silent, nodded to her, and whispered, "Someone has come to buy eggs." ”

The Tibetan woman didn't pay attention to me, but turned her head to look at the tourists walking next to her. In fluent Chinese, he said, "Sir, buy an egg." One piece at a time, very fresh, you can taste it before buying. ”

A male tourist looked at the remaining ten eggs in the basket, picked one up, peeled one and tasted it, smiled, took out ten yuan, and bought them all.

The Tibetan woman took the money, said "thank you," lifted the empty basket, and when she looked at me, I was no longer there. She couldn't see me. But he left with a smile on his face, and the prayer wheel in his hand was still spinning, but it was obviously spinning much faster.

I have entered the Potala Palace, but I am sure that the life of a Tibetan woman will be better in the future. I'm not her living Buddha or anything, but I just tried to help her. It's a pity that she thinks it is the blessing of the Buddha, this is a belief rooted in my bones, and I can't change it, which is my regret.

Of course, when I was sculpting the Tibetan woman, I did see the figure of the Buddha, right in her mind. It was a phantom, I couldn't see the face clearly, I could see the shape clearly. I wanted to destroy it, but it was just a shadow, how to destroy it, I didn't have a trick.

This is not only the case for Tibetan women, but also for other Tibetans. This is faith, a kind of faith that makes people helpless.

On the contrary, I also swept a lot of monks and lamas passing by just now, and their phantoms are also available, but many of them are very faint, and some even have no phantoms at all. That's going to mean something, you know.

I didn't go back to the steps where I had just watched the Wind Shadow with Linghu Gaoya, but walked towards the center floor of the Potala Palace. There, it is the area where tourists stop. According to the information provided by Linghu Gaoya earlier, it was the residence of Vajra, the protector of the East Buddha Potala Temple.

When I got there, two strong disciples of the Eastern Buddha stood out from the gate. They looked bronzed, full of muscles, powerful, well-clothed, and their faces were not majestic, but indifferent, and they did not even blink their eyes.

It's just that when I approached and wanted to go inside, two Eastern Buddha disciples stretched out their hands to block me. They didn't speak, and the disciple on the left pointed to a sign next to him, which read "Tourists Stop" in Chinese, English, Japanese, Korean, and Russian.

I glanced at the two of them, and the level of Hinayana Buddha was equivalent to the separation period of yin and yang, and said, "I'll go in and find a woman, my companion." ”

The disciple on the left said coldly, "What woman? Where does the Buddhist King Kong live, where do women come from? ”

The one on the right also followed: "If you insult the reputation of the Buddhist family again, I will send you to the bureau." ”

I smiled faintly, this is the fake monk also. Although I taught Linghu Gaoya a lesson just now, Lingbo quickly locked her up, of course I know what happened to her. Even now, I know what's going on with her.

I'm too lazy to talk, the Holy Realm is empty! Suddenly disappeared in front of the two Hinayana Buddha disciples, and the two guys were stupid, staring at me, but there was no trace of me.

At that time, I had gone deep into the courtyard of King Kong's living room. Specifically, in that luxurious courtyard, there lived twenty temple guards, nineteen of whom were all practicing, cross-legged, with their left hand on their chest and their right hand raised above their foreheads, like Young Pioneers sitting and saluting.

I came to a luxurious chamber, the only place where I had not practiced Vajra. Yaya estimates.

In front of me, there was a thick layer of yarn. Inside the tent, a strong, naked Vajra was doing that wicked thing, unaware of my coming.

Under my investigation, this King Kong is only the late stage of Buddhism's transformation of virtue, and it is also equivalent to the high-level true immortal stage of yin and yang. It seems that his strength is the strongest here, and he should be called Donkey Kong.

It's a pity that in Linghu's elegant information, Donkey Kong is just used by the Eastern Buddha Temple to decorate the façade. The real East Buddha Temple is still in the back mountain of the Potala Palace, where the elite of the East Buddha Gate is located. Even the underground palace is led through there.

At this time, the Donkey Kong had already peeled off the bamboo shoots of Linghu Gaoya, and placed them on the Buddha couch, which was like a swimming dragon with a tongue, like a delicious delicacy in the world. In the eyes of this pervert, Linghu Gaoya is indeed a delicacy on the tip of the tongue. Just this woman's posture and skin type, I can't help but feel stupid.

Linghu was elegant, his eyes were closed, he couldn't even struggle, and tears flowed from his eyes. Hehe, this is also my mantra that worked, so that she turned into a weakling, and suffered this insult, a long lesson.

I didn't say much, it was just a full-fledged light that struck and stunned Donkey Kong. This guy groaned, fell down, and slipped under the Buddha couch, naked, looking very embarrassed.

Holy realm mana, I won't use it, lest this Donkey Kong can't afford to hurt.

Then, with a move in my sleeves, I put away Linghu Gaoya, and the holy realm was empty, leaving the Potala Palace.

After the square, I found a good hotel, and I opened a suite to live in.

After entering the room, I threw Linghu Gaoya on her bed. This girl just opened her eyes this time, looking at me with tears in her eyes, and she couldn't make a sound anymore.

I smiled nonchalantly and withdrew the spell that controlled her. Suddenly, she burst into tears and threw herself at me, still naked!

I flashed, dodged, and said coldly: "Don't be so rude, get dressed." ”

"Oh......" Linghu Gaoya let out a depressed sigh, and then the energy clothes unhappily appeared, and said, "Lord, I know it's wrong. But those fucking fake lamas are too hateful. He actually thought I had a headache, so he helped me in to take medicine and eat his sister! The old lady really can't spare them! Let's go ......."

As he spoke, Linghu Gaoya was about to go outside.

I said coldly: "Stop! Lao Tzu doesn't want to start a war with Dongfo now, so don't cause trouble for me and act according to the plan. ”

"Then I'm ......" Linghu Gaoya said with a red face, stomped his feet, and sat on the edge of the bed: "Did I just let that bald donkey lick it for nothing?" I'm! ”

I shook my head, I don't know how a woman like Ling Hulan can have such a brainless distraction? I said, "Can't you use your brain to think about how to retaliate?" What is your current status? Do you still need to do it yourself? Is it really born a slave? ”

"I ......" Ling Hu Gaoya was scolded by me, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled at me: "Lord, I understand." I don't use my brains, isn't it because you're there? Women who fall in love are all fools. ”

......

Lao Tzu heard a chill, this woman is still in love.

I nodded: "Stop talking nonsense. You understand, just ≡ yourself and rest, I'm out. ”

"Lord, don't go, talk to me for a while, people are actually so wronged."

Linghu Gaoya snorted, which made my scalp tingle, so I quickly escaped, went back to the room, and closed the door. But who knows......