Chapter 27 The Greatly Compassionate and Greatly Compassionate Human Buddha

"Monks don't lie!"

The monk Budu kicked his legs in the air, and was dragged by Ye Cang expressionlessly towards the side of the ship. He struggled to reach out to the three of Qiu Bodeng who were returning to the gaming table.

"The poor monk really didn't lie to you!"

"Come, come, who bet big and who bet small?" Qiu Bodeng shook the black cup, "Buy to leave, buy to leave!"

"Donor Chou! Shuangkuilong! Donor Zuo Sanshenghua! Donor Lu is the Nine Dragon Cauldron!" The monk Budu grabbed the side of the boat with both hands, and hung it outside the snow boat like a kite.

Snapped.

Qiu Bodeng put the black cup upside down on the table, and turned around with the chair and the person, leaning his elbows lazily back on the table, his dark eyes were deep and unkind, and Zuo Yuesheng was full of flesh when he moved. Lu Jing sighed, and the note attached to his nose flew with a "pop"...

Ye Cang looked at it, and only felt that the three men were aggressive, just like the bullies in the storybook. And unfortunately, he is the "hawk and dog's minions".

He is really asking the immortals, isn't he acting for the tiger...?

The "eyeless" monk Budu hung on the side of the boat and was blown away by the wind. He showed the three of them a smile of "my Buddha's mercy": "Donor, we are really destined."

Fortunately, this "eye-opening" is not good, let's be a dog bites a dog.

Ye Cang consoled himself.

"Take it up."

Qiu Bodeng waved his hand and sighed faintly. This bald donkey really vividly interprets what is a candy that can't be shaken off when you step on it.

"Goodness is goodness."

The monk Budu was pulled up again, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he showed a bright smile.

Qiu Bodeng gave Zuo Yuesheng and Lu Jing a wink. With the tacit understanding cultivated by gambling, drinking and playing rascals these days, Zuo Yuesheng and Lu Jing didn't give the bald donkey a chance to say a second word. .

"Donor! Donor, what are you doing!"

The monk Budu panicked and turned his head to look at Qiu Bodeng. His cultivation base was much higher than Zuo Yuesheng and Lu Jing, and it was not difficult to break free of them. It's a pity that he squatted in the miasma fog for more than ten days.

"Don't worry."

Qiu Bodeng put the four dice in his hand and followed behind with a smile.

"Chat and chat to deepen and deepen the 'fate'."

The voice of the monk Budu disappeared as soon as he entered the room in the cabin.

Ye Cang and Lou Jiang, who were left on the deck of Tianxuezhou, looked at each other, and for a while they couldn't understand how things turned around. But if he had to say it, Lou Jiang had a feeling of "Ah, forget it, it's like this again"... Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ye Cang standing beside him with a serious face, and he raised a little bit subtly. The sense of achievement and pride of those who come.

"Don't worry." Lou Jiang felt that it was necessary for him to point out Ye Cang, who was also a fallen person from Tianya, "Monk Budu is a Buddhist son of the Buddhist sect, they will not really kill people... Although the young pavilion master is foolish, but This can still be guaranteed. You don't have to worry too much..."

Ye Cang gave Lou Jiang a strange look: "I'm not worried about that."

"...Aren't you worried about this, why are you staring in the direction of the cabin?"

"I was wondering if I should help," Ye Cang said naturally. "Didn't you say that the monk Du is a Buddhist disciple of the Buddhist sect? The cultivation base must be higher than that of Shizu and the others. If there is a fight, what if Shizu can't beat him? If the master is beaten, I stand by and watch, and I will definitely deduct points when I go back to Taiyi for the 'character' test?"

"..."

Lou Jiang turned his back silently, letting the icy long wind hit his face.

Why does he feel that Er Que is the same as himself? He is a fart! He clearly couldn't wait to join the Erque team!

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Zuo Yuesheng took out the jade card from before.

When he injected spiritual power, the monk Budu, who was crouching on the ground, saw his eyes straight, and repeatedly praised: "Zuo Shizhu has good financial resources. Things, it is said that a piece of snow silver is sold for 3,000 taels... Zuo donor, poor monk Guan, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

"Go away!" Zuo Yuesheng replied to him loudly and forcefully.

"Monk, you took alms to the wrong person." Qiu Bodeng whispered softly. He sat obliquely on the Taishi chair, crushed a Baisun Sanqingdan, wrapped it in a handkerchief, put it in front of his nose and shook it back and forth to fight the sour and stinky smell of monk Budu, "Don't Seeing that this donor Zuo is wide-hearted and fat, he is actually a Pixiu, and he can't get in. If you want to extort things from him, you might as well go to the sky."

Hearing Qiu Bodeng's good voice and anger, Zuo Yuesheng and Lu Jing on the side looked at each other, and they both felt that this bald donkey couldn't survive today... The more suffocated Mr. Qiu was in his heart, the more expressionless his face was. The smiles are full of smiles, the spring breeze turns into rain, and the shade is ruthless.

I don't know which of the monk's words touched the real fire of Master Qiu.

"Bald donkey."

Lu Jing cleared his throat, put on a fierce look, and stared at Monk Budu.

"What do you mean by 'Nine Dragon Cauldron' just now. What do you know? Say it!"

"Hey, hey, this is it." Monk Budu sat cross-legged, twisting the Buddha beads in one hand and putting the other on his chest, how upright he must be, "The poor monk never knew that the Nine Dragons Cauldron of the Master of Medicine Valley was knocked down. A faucet."