The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

It was Founder that shot!

"Fuck, you dare to do it!" Hengzi man kicked his leg!

As a result, Fang Zheng's feet were faster than him, with a bang, the concrete floor cracked! Everyone felt the shocking feeling. The raised leg of the horizontal meat man didn't dare to walk past it. He broke his foot on the concrete floor. If this foot was on him? Just thinking about it is a cold sweat in my head ...

The horse-faced man picked up the bench and smashed it into Founder, and then found in horror that the huge table was raised by Founder with one hand above his head! Founder laughed: "Amitabha, the donor, you hit the poor monk, the poor monk hit you, and the cause and effect are rounded out, how?"

The horse-faced man was so frightened that he immediately lowered the stool. Jokes, he hit the small stool, but the other side didn't have to do anything. The table made of pure iron smashed it, but it was dead!

At the same time, as a poor monk from Founder came out, everyone just felt a flower in front of them, and the subconscious ignorance of the other's original identity instantly disappeared, and they all recognized the identity of Founder.

"It's Founder!"

"Fuck, he said he's called Founder, and I didn't even remember."

"Damn, why are all monks here to gamble?"

"The point is, this monk is playing too hard!"

"Bad luck, Buddha bless you. It seems I should go to worship the Buddha in the future."

"I worship every day, and it doesn't work that way. Sure enough, I'm still not sincere ..."

...

At the same time these onlookers sighed, Wang Qingzhi, Wang Laosi and others suddenly woke up and looked at the Founder in front of them, let alone beat them. Even if they had hit them, they would not dare to hit them! The famous monks and deities in Shiliba Village, if they are hit, it is estimated that the village riots will tear them apart! At the very least, don't try to mess this up easily and attract the police, but something will happen.

Wang Laosi was puzzled. The monk was in a monk's clothes, and his head was like a light bulb. Why didn't he recognize it? Why did Wang Qingzhi and others blind the dog's eyes and brought him! They are too late to hide!

But now it ’s too late to say anything, Wang Sichen said in a deep voice: “Mr. Founder, you ’re boring. You walk on your Yangguan Road. I cross my single wooden bridge. Our well water does n’t violate river water. You ’re going to kill people. Is it forcing? "

Founder smiled, lowered the table, and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the poor monk will not force the death, but the donor is difficult to say. This time the poor monk came, there is nothing else, just to see that everyone likes playing cards, poor monk I also want to play a few, is this wrong? "

"What the **** are you doing?" Cried Wang Qingzhi.

The Founder pointed to the table and said, "Nothing, I want to play cards."

"Play a fart! We're all out of the game, how can we play?" Exclaimed the man.

Fang Zheng put a sack of money on the table and laughed: "It doesn't matter if you don't have money, the poor monk can lend it to you! How much can you borrow? Just write an IOU. The poor monk is very generous, as long as he plays with the poor monk, The poor monk did not cap it, kept borrowing it, and did not urge it back. "

"You ..." Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Wang Laoshi's eyes turned white. Isn't this his routine? It's just that he digs a pit, cooks the frog in warm water, and eats it a little bit, while the founder buys it and sells it. He grabs it and presses it into the pot. You stew and cry, and then eat your meat!

"I don't play!" The horse-faced man turned and ran, and the result.

Huh!

There was a loud noise, and a table smashed into the door. The big iron door slammed and was opened!

Founder laughed: "Today's fun without the poor monk, no one wants to leave!"

"What? You dare to kill?" The horse-faced man asked, shaking.

Founder smiled: "The poor monk dare not kill, but ... the poor monk promises to make you feel better."

"I don't believe it anymore, I'm leaving, I'll see you embarrassingly!" The horse-faced man's mind was pondering, thinking that Fang was a monk, why couldn't he commit a killing ring? It ’s okay to just stand there, as long as you leave here, it ’s better than losing a **** debt? The horse-faced man was about to leave, but felt the back of his neck tightened, and then the whole person flew up and drove up in the mist, and threw a bang on the cymbal, then struggling like a little chicken, and threw his clothes and pants three or two times, then He was **** by his clothes and pants.

"What are you doing?" Cried the horse-faced man.

Founder said: "Jiaxing, the poor monk has a feather duster, so come with feathers."

When Zheng Jiaxing saw this, he was already very happy! I was miserable by these people before, and my family almost died! Now I have the opportunity to go back with revenge, and my heart is so happy, without a word, I fetched my feathers and asked, "Founder, how about it?"

"Scratch your feet, don't you need a poor monk to teach?" Founder said.

Zheng Jiaxing immediately laughed, and said, "No, haha ​​..."

Zheng Jiaxing ran over, tore off the other's shoes in the cry of a horse-faced man crying, and a stench came out, and Fang Zheng hid subconsciously. Zheng Jiaxing pinched his nose, followed by his feathers ... Just yelling, the screaming horse-faced man immediately started laughing ...

"Ah ha ha ha ..., ha ha ... don't bother, ha ha ... don't ... ha ha ... Zheng Jiaxing, I'm you Cao ha ha ... ha ha ... ha ha ..."

"Mr. Founder, are you doing too much? Are you forcing us to gamble with you?" Wang Laosi said angrily.

Founder spread his hand and said, "Don't say that, the poor monk is a good man. Look how happy he is." After finishing, Founder looked innocently at the man with a face.

Wang's fourth face was grim and dripping water. Look at the kitchen knife outside. He really wanted to stab the thief with a knife! In the end, he didn't move yet, Wang Qingzhi ran over suddenly, ran in with a kitchen knife in one hand, and shouted, "Fangzheng, don't you give your face shame, martial arts no matter how high you are, you are also afraid of the kitchen knife! Believe me or not! "

"Amitabha, what the donor said was weird." Fang Zhengdao.

Wang Qingzhi thought that Founder was afraid, and waved a chopper, "To this day, put down the money, you get me off!"

Founder shook his head.

Wang Qingzhi threatened: "Do you want to try my knife sharp or your head hard?"

As a result, Founder walked over and smiled: "The poor monk really wants to try it, come on, the poor monk is waiting." After finishing, Founder directly turned his bald head to Wang Qingzhi, his face relaxed and casual.

Wang Qingzhi was dumbfounded. He had never been afraid of death. He had never seen such death. He dares to kill and abolish a person, but he dare not kill! This knife goes down, but it will kill people! What's more, Founder is not an ordinary person. If he is hit and injured, the trouble will be great.

Wang Qingzhi subconsciously looked at Wang Sisi, Wang Sisi also had a wrinkle, and his eyebrows had already become Sichuan characters.

Wang Laosi gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Founder, if you really rush someone, I dare to kill!"