Chen Laogua glanced at the melon baby next to him, the mouth of the goods was open, and he forgot to wipe it even when he stayed behind. [with _ dream]ā

No, no! There are only monks in the world who have ascended to heaven after a long period of cultivation, and how can there be immortals who cross people to save the world? Chen Laogua has lived in the county town for a long time, and he has seen a lot of all kinds of immortals, but which one of them does not look like a chicken and a dog thief in his bones?

Chen Laogua swallowed his saliva, poked his chin, and forced a smile: "You guy, you have good luck! Fortunately, you don't have many spirit stones, otherwise wouldn't you have touched all the color heads?"

Ba Wazi fell into a dream, and said dementedly: "How can I have any luck? ”

Chen Laogua only didn't believe it, and hugged Ba Wazi's shoulder and begged bitterly: "How about letting my brother tear up your color post? How many times has my brother been to the casino in his life, and he has never won." Okay, let me tear one up, maybe it's over. ”

Ba Wazi was entangled by Chen Laogua, turned his face to the little boy and said, "Do you want to tear one for him?"

The little boy's fat hand was about to tear off one, and when he heard Ba Wazi say this, he threw the color post to Chen Laogua, and said coldly: "You have a lot of things, and your heart is not good!"

Chen Laogua took the color post with both hands and said with a forced smile: "The little boy really wronged me, I just want to transfer my anger." ”

The little boy snorted and raised his chin.

Chen Laogua panicked for no reason, and tore open the color post in a trembling manner, and the three familiar words "unwon" were still on it. His face fell, and he scolded in his heart: What a fucking back, Ba Wazi bought so many colorful heads, but I didn't win one and I drew it.

Unexpectedly, the little boy saw that he was depressed, and he wanted to add fuel to the fire, and he sneered and said to Ba Wazi: "You are called unladylike, obviously Zhang Sancai, and he tore it up." ”

Chen Laogua's face was blue and red for a while, and after chattering for a long time, he suddenly blushed and said loudly: "The color posts are all bought by Ba Wazi, and no matter how many of them are Ba Wazi's luck, what does it have to do with you and me?

The more Chen Laogua spoke, the more he felt reasonable, and pointed to the tip of the little boy's nose and said: "Colorful and colorful are useless to Ba Wazi, if you are really capable, tear him out a two-colored small jade dew pill, and I, Chen Laogua, will kowtow to you in public to make amends."

Unexpectedly, before his words fell, the huge boy, who had always been very kind and smiling, suddenly raised a foot and kicked him to the ground, and said angrily: "If you point fingers at him like this, believe it or not, I took off your arm?"

Chen Laogua took a bite of soil, and then remembered that he was just a small role at the level of qi refining. Ba Wazi also knelt down in a panic, and repeatedly compensated the immortal master. It attracted the attention of all the people around him.

The little boy was targeted by everyone, and immediately frowned and said, "It's so boring!" casually tore a color post and threw it on the ground and said, "Isn't it just a second color, here you go!" After speaking, he turned his face to the huge boy and said, "Fatty, let's go, don't play with them." ”

The huge boy took the remaining untorn color post in the hand of the little boy, and threw them all to the baby child, and threw them to the baby child, without saying a word, he carried the little boy in the past, got on the white jade arch bridge, and disappeared at the end of the street in a blink of an eye.

Ba Wazi had all kinds of feelings in his heart, and in a panic he gathered up the color post on the ground, and picked up the last one that the little boy tore open, and took a closer look, only to feel that the sky was spinning for a while, and he almost fainted on the spot, and the color post was written on it with the words "two color jade"!

Chen Laogua got up from the ground, and when he saw that Ba Wazi's expression was different, he hurriedly came over to take a look. At a glance, as if struck by lightning, he was stunned for a while, and then kowtowed again and again in the direction of the white jade arch bridge, and cried loudly: "The little one is really blinded by lard, and he actually uses the pig heart of the villain to guess the merits of the immortals, really, really screaming."

They were surrounded by many idlers, and some of them had been standing nearby, and those who knew the ins and outs of it told the strangers what had just happened. Everyone was amazed when they heard it, and they all said that Bawazi was easy to create, and he was actually transformed by immortals.

Ba Wazi looked excited, looked at the two-colored color post for a while, and looked at the pile of colorful color posts for a while, and didn't know what to say when there were words in his mouth. He tore open the remaining untorn color stickers one by one, and sure enough, they were all "unwon" words.

Ba Wazi knelt on the ground, raised his head to the sky, tears rolled down, and suddenly only felt a huge and mighty breath falling from the sky, pouring straight into the body from the heavenly spirit cover, and in an instant, Ba Wazi was cool all over the body, his heart was open, and there was a crackling sound in his body that no one else could hear.

At the same time, everyone standing beside him felt a faint spiritual power overflowing from Bawazi's body, and the experienced monk couldn't help but exclaim: "Bawazi has actually opened his pulse!"

Ba Wazi is over middle age, and he is a barbarian with mixed blood, he has never taken the Kaimai Pill, nor has he learned any Taoism, so in this way, under the public, he was ignited by the immortals, and his heart was opened, so that the spiritual root sprouted, and the pulse was opened in an instant.

There is no Buddhist inheritance in this wasteland, and the Confucianism and Taoism for the cultivation of the mind are mostly gradual, dripping water through the stone of water grinding kung fu. So much so that the monks all over the world thought that only by starting from the qi veins could it be possible to open the pulse.

As everyone knows, the world's Taoism is mysterious and mysterious, and although it sounds ethereal to start from the heart, it is also a way. Ba Wazi accidentally hit and entered the Tao from here, which is also a unique opportunity.

On the Juxiang Zhai on the opposite side of the square street, Yin Gongzi and the huge nun huddled together, competing to look out from an inconspicuous small window upstairs. The two of them spared a big circle, and then sneaked back to Juxiangzhai upstairs, curious about what Bawazi would be happy to be after winning the second color.

Huge Nike threw a lot of spirit stones on this, and he was also worthy of him, so he specially tailored a set of "scripts" for her to appear in.

The cost of this special sponsorship is really expensive, just the screenwriter's fee, Director Yin charged her an intermediate spirit stone. This is still a friendship price, although Director Yin's cultivation is not good, but it is the halo of the green snake on his head, and the price of asking him to make up a script will naturally not be too low. In addition, the colorful color posts in the hands of the huge Ni are also exchanged for one to ten according to the value of the color head. This price is much higher than the winning rate in the diligent calculation, who makes the fat girl stupid and has more money, wouldn't it be angry if she didn't kill her?