Just when Li Yao and Aung San Suyi were fighting.

Inside the amulet shop.

The old man found someone to repair the gate.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he felt.

The blood bell was so important that it was snatched away.

But he couldn't beat him, and the old man could only drink alone.

When he was dazed with drunkenness, he heard a noise at the door.

The old man thought that a thief had entered the store to steal something.

Li Yao can't beat him, can't he deal with a few thieves?

The old man was about to open the door with a bottle.

I saw Muay Thai king Zelang Tashi walking in with a few monks.

The old man chuckled in his heart.

"Zeron, who are they?" The old man questioned.

Zelang Tashi did not speak.

A young monk with a sallow face chuckled, "Old ghost, you stole the treasures of my master's sect and finally found you."

The old man shook with fright at this sentence.

"You... Are you a monk from the Refuge Temple?"

"Even if you still have a little memory, since you know our identity, why don't you hand over the relics obediently!"

The old man waved his hand and threw out a cloud of lime, and turned around to slip away.

The monks seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and directly blocked their eyes with wide robes.

Rushed over and subdued the old man in a few strokes.

"Old ghost, the Buddha advises you not to play tricks, otherwise I will send you to hell now." A middle-aged monk threatened.

The old man's eyes were full of fear, he knew all too well the means of taking refuge in the temple.

If it falls into the hands of the other party, it is definitely better to live than to die.

"I told you, can you give me a good time?" The old man asked.

The middle-aged monk clasped his hands together, "Don't worry, my Buddha is merciful, as long as you hand over the relics, the Buddha will give you a good time."

"The relics have been trained by me to become blood bells, but they are not with me." The old man said.

The middle-aged monk's face originally softened slightly, but when he heard the old man's words, his eyes suddenly widened with anger, "You actually dare to deceive the Buddha?"

There was an angry shout, and the old man's body trembled with fright.

Hurriedly explained, "What I said is true, just today, someone ran to my store to fight with me, I lost, and the other party snatched the blood bell."

The middle-aged monk turned his head to look at Zelang Tashi.

Zelang Tashi spoke, "I also heard that Suyi's *** broke into the Buddhist card shop, could it be that *** who snatched the blood bell?"

"It's not Aung San Suyi, it's the man next to her, he's a master of head-lowering techniques." The old man said.

Well?

Zelang Tashi's eyes froze slightly.

Li Yao!

It's that guy again.

I didn't expect him to be a head lowering master, so it seems that his purpose of approaching Aung San Suyi is not so simple, Zelang Tashi muttered in his heart.

......

The other side.

Li Yao and Aung San Suyi quarreled for a while, and they were kicked out of the room by their sister.

After all, the girl's favorability is not high, and Li Yao can understand it.

After returning to the room, Li Yao took out the blood bell from the system space and studied it.

To Li Yao's surprise, the blood bell, which was originally blood-red in color, actually became much lighter.

It's as if the inferior fuel has faded.

No way!

This thing is of such poor quality?

Li Yao complained, wanting to lose the blood bell directly.

But when I think about it, it works very well when I use the blood bell to deal with the old man of the Buddha brand shop today.

Maybe this thing needs some special way to maintain it.

Looks like we'll have to ask the old man tomorrow.

Li Yao received the blood bell into the system space, and planned to take a bath and sleep.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of wooden fish.

Li Yao felt strange in his heart.

There's no going around here

There is a temple!

He didn't take it seriously.

But soon, the sound of the wooden fish became louder and louder.

It was as if someone was holding a wooden fish and knocking on Li Yao's ear.

Li Yao felt that something was wrong.

He got dressed and looked down from the second floor.

You can vaguely see people in the plantain forest behind you.

Damn, could it be that he robbed the old man's blood bell, he found a helper, right? Li Yao said in his heart.

Jumping down from the second floor, Li Yao quickly ran into the banana forest.

Soon, more than a dozen monks in robes surrounded Li Yao.

Li Yao looked around and didn't find the old man in the Buddhist card shop.

Surprisingly, Zelang Tashi was also present.

"Zelang Tashi, are you worried that you won't be able to beat me, so bring a helper?" Li Yao said in Thai.

Zelang Tashi smiled contemptuously, "I advise you to hand over the relics obediently, otherwise, a few eminent monks will start to do it, and you won't know how to die."

Relics?

Isn't that something that only happens when a monk dies in legend?

Did Zelang Tashi get into the water in his brain, and he actually found himself in the search for relics, or did he say that the guy deliberately framed me?

"What bullshit relics, I don't know what you say." Li Yao said.

"I still want to quibble, but the old ghost said that you stole the relics." Zelang Tashi Road.

At this time, a middle-aged monk folded his hands in front of Li Yao.

"Donor, the relics are treasures of my refuge temple, please return them."

Li Yao felt that this guy seemed to be quite polite, but he didn't take any relics at all, let alone know the old ghost.

"I said that I have no relics, and if I have nothing else to do, the master is going to sleep." Li Yao said lightly.

The middle-aged monk's eyes instantly widened with anger, and he completely lost the harmony he had at the beginning, "Donor, the Buddha has given you a chance, if you still refuse to hand over the relics, the Buddha can only overtake you."

Yo he!

Li Yao laughed angrily.

He felt that the bridge in front of him was a little familiar.

It's basically not much different from those domestic money cheats.

Since the other party couldn't listen to it, Li Yao simply admitted, "You said relics, I remembered it, and I lost that thing."

Lost?

The eyes of a group of monks widened.

The relics they were looking for were actually lost by you?

"Where's the loss?" The middle-aged monk questioned.

Li Yao couldn't help but want to laugh.

These guys are so stupid and cute, can you see that I'm playing tricks on you?.

"Lost in... It's in this plantain forest." Li Yao said casually.

Anyway, this plantain forest is big enough, and if these guys are willing to find it, they will have to play with it.

"How dare you fool us?" Zelang Tashi reacted and said angrily.

"It seems that you are not very stupid, and now you know that I am playing with you?" Li Yao said defiantly.

Zelang Tashi originally hated Li Yao to the core, and now he was provoked by Li Yao like this.

The muscles in his face twitched with anger.

Teeth clenched.

"I'll kill you!"

Finally, Zelang Tashi's anger reached the extreme, and a flying kick hit Li Yao.

The movements are crisp and neat, with a faint sound of breaking the air.

The Muay Thai king still has some strength.

Li Yao put one hand behind his back, completely ignoring this so-called Muay Thai champion.

When the opponent attacked, Li Yao punched out casually and collided with the opponent's leg.

Click.

What seemed to be a casual punch actually broke Zelang Tashi's leg.

"You—" Zelang Tashi snorted, his face full of disbelief.

Know that Muay Thai fighters' legs are the hardest part of the body.

It's all about beating sandbags and plantain trees for countless years

Exercise out.

Even kicking a steel plate is not a problem.

Will you be broken by the other party's punch?