Bishop's Retirement

Chapter 290 The Biggest Winner
After a brief moment of stupefaction, the old monk came to his senses.

The matter has come to this point, and I absolutely cannot compromise on this.

Otherwise, this Miss Qiu really belongs to her!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look towards Miss Qiu.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, he froze in place.

There was no other reason, but because he found that the other party was looking at him affectionately at this moment.

At the time when the old monk's heart trembled, he only felt a slight cramp in his calf.

Such a hulking woman with a strong figure, the tiger would be scared when he saw it.

If you are with her.

I'm afraid that the night of the bridal chamber will be the time when I die!

The more he thought of this, the more flustered he became.

If you don't push this fierce girl out at this time, there will be no chance in the future!

Thinking of this, he saw him take a deep breath, hold back his panic, and force himself to be calm.

He stood with one palm in front of his chest, reciting the Buddha's name softly: "Amitabha, Qiu Yuanwai..."

"The poor monk has already said it before, this martial arts competition is only just now seeing Zhao Catcher's extraordinary skills, and he is impatient with his skills at the moment, and has no intention of competing for the master..."

"Furthermore, the poor monk is a monk. The four elements are empty and the six senses are pure. How can he marry a wife?"

"In this way, wouldn't it break the Buddhist rules and regulations?"

Between the words, the benevolence, righteousness and morality of the old monk sounded like there was nothing wrong with it.

"What the master said is very true!"

Hearing the old monk's words, Qiu Yuanwai smiled and nodded: "Buddhism is a pure place, how can you break the rules and regulations at will?"

"Qiu is also a person who believes in gods and Buddhas, so naturally he would not do such things!"

!!!

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Catcher's heart sank suddenly.

He never thought that Yuanwai Qiu would say such words.

Could it be that he is doomed this time?
Hearing Qiu Yuanwai's words, the old monk's face instantly turned into a flower.

Immediately, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Yuan Qiu understands righteousness deeply, and this poor monk admires him very much..."

"So, hereby I wish Miss Qiu and Zhao Butou a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

While speaking, the old monk let out a slow breath.

Damn, I finally got rid of this fierce girl...

"Hey, Master misunderstood me!"

Before the old monk could breathe out his anger, Qiu Yuanwai's words came again: "Master is mature and stable, with high morals, and the most important thing is not to covet Qiu's family wealth, which Qiu and my daughter are very satisfied with..."

"How can Qiu let go of such a beloved person so easily?"

"So, my daughter's wishful husband must be the master!"

???

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was stunned.

After such a commotion, at this moment, everyone didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Qiu Yuanwai's gourd.

"No ..."

Hearing Qiu Yuanwai's words, the old monk said, "Didn't you say, Qiu Yuanwai, that you would not break the Buddhist rules?"

"That's right!"

Hearing this, Qiu Yuanwai said: "So, after the master and I go back this time, I will write a book, and then send people to Shaolin Temple with gold and silver to help the master return to vulgarity!"

"If this is not the case, it is not considered a breach of the precepts, and it is also a great way to protect the reputation of Buddhism!"

Between the words, Qiu Yuanwai's face was full of smiles.

"Good guy!"

Hearing these words, Wang Ye on the roof said: "Yiu Yuanwai still knows how to play. Such words completely cut off the old monk's retreat..."

In words, Wang Ye sincerely admired Yuanwai Qiu.

Didn't your old monk say that Buddhism can't get married according to the clear rules and precepts?
This time you're helping you get rid of the vulgarity, what else can you say, old boy?

call!
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Butou, who was under the ring, couldn't help but let out a foul breath.

Damn it, I was so scared to death!
Judging from the current situation, this old monk should not be able to escape...

"Mr. Qiu, I appreciate your kindness..."

Hearing Qiu Yuanwai's words, the old monk hurriedly said: "But the poor monk is devoted to the Buddha, this..."

snort!
Before the old monk could finish speaking, Yuanwai Qiu snorted and interrupted him directly.

"One Heart to Buddha, what stage are you on?"

"I, Qiu, set up the rules for this martial arts competition. Whoever becomes the ringleader will be my daughter's future husband-in-law."

"You won the ring, but you didn't marry my daughter. Does this mean that my Qiu family can't afford it?"

While speaking, Yuanwai Qiu showed a trace of displeasure on his face.

"Amitabha…"

Seeing the displeasure on Qiu Yuanwai's face, the old monk's expression changed, and he said, "The poor monk has no such intentions..."

"No such intention!?"

Looking at the expression on the old monk's face, Qiu Yuanwai said in a deep voice, "That's to deceive me that the Qiu family has no one left!?"

Whoa!

As soon as the words came out, the guard beside him stepped forward instantly.

Among them was Lian Hu, the stele thrower just now.

For a moment, the old monk's expression turned extremely ugly.

At this moment, he has no room to retreat!
Seeing this scene, Catcher Zhao on the side smiled cunningly, and an extremely sinister thought came to his mind.

But he saw him take a step forward and said, "Mr. Qiu, since Master refuses, look at me..."

"Captor Zhao!"

Before Zhao Catcher could finish speaking, Qiu Yuanwai shook his head and said, "I know you also love my little girl..."

"But it is difficult for one daughter to marry two husbands. Qiu has already decided that the master is my son-in-law, so it is difficult to choose someone else."

"Of course, Catcher Zhao has put in a lot of effort to marry the little girl this time, and Qiu has also noticed it. This time, Catcher Zhao will never let his efforts be in vain!"

As he said that, Qiu Yuanwai took out a one hundred tael silver note from his bosom, and said, "This is a one hundred tael silver note, catch Zhao just take it, it's a little consolation from Qiu Mou!"

As he said that, Yuanwai Qiu asked a servant to deliver the banknote to Catcher Zhao.

???

There is such an operation! ?

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye's and the others couldn't help being taken aback.

Pretending not to be reconciled to making a fuss, he also made money by taking advantage of the trend.

None of them thought that Zhao Butou could perform such a showy operation!
"Ugh!"

After receiving the bank note from the servant, Zhao Catcher sighed lightly, shook his head, and said, "Although this money is not enough to make up for my heartache..."

"But the master is obviously stronger than me..."

"In that case, I can only wish Master and Miss Qiu a happy marriage for a hundred years!"

As he spoke, Zhao Butou put the banknote into his arms with a painful expression on his face.

Seeing this scene, the old monk was completely dumbfounded.

After arguing for a long time, Zhao Butou is the biggest winner!

Seeing Catcher Zhao put away the money, Yuanwai Qiu nodded.

He looked at the old monk who was stunned aside, and said to Miss Qiu beside him, "My dear girl, what are you doing stunned?"

"Why don't you take your future husband back home soon!?"

"Got it~ Dad~"

Hearing this, Miss Qiu responded coyly.

She came to the old monk's door in two steps in three steps, and picked up the old monk with her thick arms like a chicken.

Immediately, he took a step forward and walked towards the sedan chair beside him.

The moment Miss Qiu carried her away, a tear of regret slipped down from the corner of the old monk's eyes.

"Ugh…"

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye on the roof shook his head and sighed softly: "Old Zhang from the coffin shop will be doing business again in two days!"

(End of this chapter)