The geniuses present all looked at the little monk, this is not a fight, what if the cultivation is not as high as the little monk, this is a euphemistic robbery.

The word "not robbing" doesn't seem to be too euphemistic, Hong Xiaobao thought of a sentence to describe his current behavior - euphemistically borrowing.

But this borrowed thing, because there is no IOU, there is no agreement, so well, the date of this return is tentatively set for the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

Two little living treasures, plus the little monks, are three.

If the little monk really compromised like this, it would be so cute and lovely.

Anyway, if you don't have a fight in the future, you can go to the little monk to borrow something, and if you don't spend a penny, you may be able to get back on the field.

Hong Xiaobao had already sketched a beautiful blueprint in his heart, and waited for the little monk to speak.

Unexpectedly, the little monk still smiled again, and said with a smile with a slow and kind expression: "The monk's master is also a wine and meat monk, and my skills, especially the ability to drink, are all taught by his old man, so if you can give me some monkey wine, I guess his old man will be very happy." ”

It's over, who said that this little monk is easy to deceive? This is simply a real living treasure, right?

Also, what the hell is his master? Could it be that the monks in the monk temple all drink wine and eat meat, my God, this can't be a monk who has traveled over in the 21st century, drinking wine and eating meat, is he even very good at playing with women?

But when he looked at Qingqing's eyes just now, it seemed that there was really something like that.

"Did your master tell you what precepts you have for being a monk? Hong Xiaobao smacked his lips and said in surprise.

"Precepts?" The little monk actually thought for a while, it is estimated that he really hadn't considered the precepts, and sure enough, after a pause, he put on that kind smile again: "My master said." He didn't do what he didn't want to do, and he didn't say what he couldn't do. ”

As if thinking of something again, he scratched his bald head and smiled: "It seems that he once said that if you peek at a woman taking a bath, you must not be discovered by her." ”

He finally nodded affirmatively. I felt that I had finished explaining all the things I should explain, so I put on a cute smile again: "Well, Master should have used the word 'can't' for this matter." ”

My God, is this a little monk with an oily tone?

It's just that this is really not deeply involved in the world? Obviously, the life experienced is very rich.

Hong Xiaobao was so surprised that he was almost speechless, and Qingqing next to him subconsciously pulled his neckline and said in disgust: "What kind of messy things did your master teach you, shouldn't your robe be robbed?"

The benefactor laughed. The little monk seemed to realize that there was something wrong with what he said before, and still smiled: "This robe was originally owned by Uncle Huiji. I was teaching the Fa to my uncle, and he lost to me. ”

I'm rubbing, it's not robbed.

You are a monk, you are really the first wonderful flower in the temple of monks in the world, and no one can stand out from it.

Hey, if there is a master, there must be an apprentice, I am afraid that his master is the first wonderful, and he can only be regarded as the second.

Dick. When Hong Xiaobao thought of this word, he suddenly felt that the whole person was not good.

Qingqing no longer looks at the strange monk in front of him with the mentality of looking at ordinary people. She opened her mouth, unable to speak.

"Can you be more weird?" Hong Xiaobao said angrily.

"What is it?" the little monk was puzzled and surprised.

Oh, I forgot, the word "weird" hasn't been invented yet.

Hong Xiaobao was speechless for a moment.

But Qingqing was even more speechless, her scalp was numb by the little monk's seemingly gentle eyes, but they actually seemed to be a little lustful. Unconsciously hid behind Hong Xiaobao.

Although both of them are lustful, at least Hong Xiaobao is a layman, and the little monk is a monk.

Being targeted by a monk, I always feel a little weird in my heart.

Qingqing tugged at the collar again, and an unnatural smile appeared on her face. This little expression entered Hong Xiaobao's eyes, the two of them were so familiar, he didn't need to ask to guess what little Jiujiu was in this little girl's stomach.

Sure enough, Hong Xiaobao was not ready yet, and another sentence popped out of Qingqing's mouth: "Since your master and his old man also like to drink, then this matter will be easy to do, a jar of monkey wine for a feather." ”

Rub, rich people are capricious, Hong Xiaobao also wants monkey wine, but he has rummaged through all the treasures in his palace, but if he wants to exchange for a jar of monkey wine, I am afraid that most of the treasury is empty, and no one may be willing to change it, besides, it is difficult for him to be rich and someone is willing to sell wine.

A jar of monkey wine for a feather is really luxurious, and Qingqing, a little local tyrant, can say it casually, if you want to put Hong Xiaobao aside, it is better to grab it.

Didn't Dream Immortal Ji say, the rampant, kill, ridicule, kill! those who go against my will, kill! sympathizers, kill! the strong, eat! the treasures of heaven and earth, eat! those who are well equipped, rob!

Those who are well equipped, grab ......

However, Hong Xiaobao muttered in his heart, if he wants to come like this, will there be any people here who will not die? Besides, if he really wants to come like this, he will not be chased and killed for 108,000 miles!

However, he gave Hong Xiaobao the most real understanding of this world, that is, in the face of strength, everything is a floating cloud.

He didn't dare to do this to the little monk, not because he didn't want to, but because he really didn't seem to be able to beat the little monk, besides, the little monk looked very good, and he should be able to be a good friend in the future.

It's good to be friends.

"Okay, deal!" A loud voice pulled Hong Xiaobao out of the crookedness. Hong Xiaobao came back to his senses and found that the little monk suddenly smiled meaningfully: "Female donor, I have a handful of feathers here, I don't know how many altars of monkey wine I can exchange?"

God, is this a robbery? It's fine to change one or two feathers, but it's useless to change that big bunch.

However, no one knew that the little monk would carry so many "magic weapons" with him, of course, if the feathers were also algorithmic.

Who said that the little monk was stupid, who said that he had not yet entered the WTO? Who said that he was honest and cute?

This Nima, the robbery has robbed the head of the Xiaobao Alliance!

Qingqing was also dumbfounded, originally wanted to take advantage of it, but he didn't expect to put himself on the hook, so many feathers, if one feather is exchanged for a jar of monkey wine, even if there are so many monkey wines in the treasury of the Emperor's Palace, the treasury must not be emptied.

Besides, this feather seems to be only useful when dealing with weak water......

This business has done its part, and she is also drunk.

Xu felt a little embarrassed, and the little monk scratched his bald head and explained: "I just learned a little bit of the fur talisman seal carving method, so I took a bunch of feathers to practice my hands, but the female Shi mainly thinks that it is not cost-effective to exchange it like this, so how about a discount?"

No matter how Qingqing answered, the little monk actually counted the feathers with his head stuffy, one by one, two and two, four kings, the wide-eyed king, the Tota king, the supreme one......

I'm sorry, but I got the difference.

The little monk scratched his head and smiled, and said: "I have already calculated it earlier, a total of one hundred orders and six pieces of Hongyu, if you discount it, it will be equivalent to a total of fifty-three jars of monkey wine, thank you." ”

He's really not welcome, this stall is fifty-three jars of monkey wine.

Everyone present was dumbfounded, originally thought that the person who was slaughtered must be a little monk, but they did not expect that the little monk was more refined than a monkey, no!

After being surprised, they all looked at Qingqing with expressions of schadenfreude.

It's okay now, it's okay to play with the monk, let's put myself on the bolt this time.

Qingqing smashed his mouth, fifty-three jars of monkey wine, this is not counting the time of monkey wine brewing, just from the raw materials of winemaking, no, just from the cheapest ambergris fruit among the hundreds of raw materials, a ambergris fruit is about a hundred taels of gold, how much is fifty-three ambergris fruits?

Are you a robbery?

Also, the monkeys who raised and brewed monkey wine in the Emperor's Palace didn't know how many geniuses it spent, so after that, the little monk opened his mouth, and the entire Emperor's Palace had to tremble.

Xu knew that Qingqing was embarrassed, and the little monk smiled: "Teasing you." ”

"The little monk was idle and bored to make these feathers, and he didn't point to it to make money, the old monk said, it's not good to take advantage of people, and you can't ruin the reputation of Buddhism, besides, so many people are watching, if it spreads, no one will do business with the little monk. ”

After that, the little monk took out a piece from a large handful of feathers and handed it to Qingqing, but said seriously: "Give you a piece, because we have a fate." ”

Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that this little monk still had a little conscience, and he didn't let him, the palace master of the Emperor Palace, bleed heavily.

But in the next moment, the little monk said kindly: "The rest are recorded in the account first, don't be in a hurry." ”

I@%#%@......

Qingqing was just about to thank the little monk for coming, and it would be good if he didn't thank his whole family and add his ancestors for eighteen generations.

What is hateful is that the little monk actually copied out a booklet in the shape of an account book from his sleeve, as if he had recorded the account of the one hundred and five feathers.

Hong Xiaobao only felt sweat on his forehead, he was not much stronger than Qingqing at this moment, and he had already prayed sympathetically for Qingqing more than once in his heart.

"In the future, it's better to have a farther relationship with the little monk, the treasury of the palace is not as solid as the emperor's palace. Hong Xiaobao grinned, and his originally collapsed body seemed to be frightened back a little by this really big "fright".

"Ahem, this moon is really round, when will we wait until we can go in?" Hong Xiaobao hurriedly opened the topic, if he continued to make such a fuss, I am afraid that he would have to get in.

No matter how you say it, the little monk just now, he seems to be the "mastermind".

Yun Cai on the side covered his mouth and smiled, walked over and whispered in his ear to Qingqing, who was in a daze, for a while, Qingqing's pale face regained a little vitality, and looked at the little monk with red eyes, as if he was going to chew him to pieces. (To be continued.) )