Master of Evil Mercy 2

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"Master Fang, I'm missing!"

As soon as the words fell, the people had already arrived outside the door.

Master Abbot looked at it and was dumbfounded!

This is the first time he has seen a compassionate junior disciple in front of people in Wanzhong Temple for so many years.

Even in normal times, the compassionate disciples are all gentle and elegant monks, when have there ever been such a trouble.

Speaking of the Master of Compassion, the Master of Compassion feels that he is really unlucky today.

I don't know if it was because he went to the kitchen to eat a roast chicken halfway, or because of something else, but he actually started to have a stomach in front of the distinguished guests.

Hey, you must know that this Fang Gongzi is a well-known wealthy merchant in the Northern Qi Kingdom.

If you hug this Fang Gongzi's thigh, you still have to worry that you won't have a free life in the future?

Holding his stomach and running all the way to the outside of the thatched toilet again, just when the Master of Mercy unbuttoned his belt and was about to rush in directly, he suddenly saw two more words on the door outside the thatched house.

"Refurbishment"

The Master of Mercy's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, his hand covering the waistband of his trousers, and the green tendons on the back of his hand appeared.

Gritting his teeth, he turned his head and ran in the other direction.

When he arrived outside another latrine and saw the same word "renovation" on it, the Master of Compassion directly burst into foul language.

"Damn, wasn't it good before?"

And there are only these two toilets here, if you go back late later, it will be rare to see Fang Gongzi again.

This time, while the abbot was there, he just had a good relationship.

Thinking of this, the Master of Compassion didn't care about anything, didn't care if he was repaired or not, twisted his trouser belt, and rushed directly into the toilet.

Saying......

The conscience of heaven and earth, when he first knew that the toilet was renovated, there was nothing in it except for a huge dung pit!

If it weren't for his good martial arts foundation, this rush into it would really fall into the dung pit!

Taking a deep breath in mid-air, he kicked the wall on the side, but I don't know if it was because of too much force, or because the wall was really in disrepair and needed to be repaired.

In short, there was a bang, and the walls collapsed!

One wall collapsed, and the other fell.

The Master of Mercy looked at it, his face changed in fright, and he hurriedly turned around, originally thinking that even if he was directly propped up on the wall, he would solve one of the three emergencies first, but at this time, there was no such method at all.

If he hadn't run fast, he would probably have been splashed with.

Think about it, Master of Mercy, that disgusting.

Ouch hey, my stomach growled again, and I felt like I was going to pull in my crotch in the next second.

But there is a little novice passing by outside, and he can't solve it directly on the spot, right?

So, by the time the Master of Compassion rushed back to the first latrine, his face had turned purple.

This time, he didn't dare to rush in directly, but covered his stomach, quickly ran to the door, and then stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the thatched house.

Seeing the only two planks left on top of the dung pit, the Master of Mercy breathed a sigh of relief.

God won't kill him!

It's just that when the Master of Compassion saw the small board standing on the side of the wooden plank, the look on his face broke again.

"If you have oil, don't step on it, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

The Master of Mercy looked at it, the corners of his lips curled, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

With this little bit of oil, he is a martial arts practitioner, can he still plant this little bit of oil?

Inner urgency, it's really internal urgency, I can't help it anymore, the master of compassion took a deep breath, urged the internal force, and his body was as light as a swallow, and he landed on the wooden board.

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