Chapter 464 (2/2)

Shi Beibei hurriedly scratched his head: ”is it good to sell the key? Say it quickly, or I'll beat you!”

This is a donkey. He always beats people. Fang Qi hurriedly said, ”don't worry, I have to make it clear. Well, Jiugong tomb was built by an expert. I always think that such a powerful expert must have an affair with monk Zicong. ”

Shibeibei didn't know what he was talking about, and his head was still confused. ”It's the same. Zicong, the bald man can rely on a luohanjing. Why can't he build a Jiugong grave.”

”Well, you should go with us to see if it was made by your enemy. Maybe you can find out the clue.”

”OK, I'll go with you now!” This guy is a jerk. He jumped out of bed and pulled Fang Qi to leave. Fang Qi hurriedly shouted, ”no, no, not now. You have to wait until I've sorted things out.”

”What kind of food?”

Fang Qi wants to read the tight hoop mantra again: ”you have to follow me and listen to me. You can't cause trouble. There are many people in the place where we go. There are also long and horizontal people who want to fight every minute. You have to...”

”I can hear the cocoon in my ears. I can't hear you.” If you can't talk to him, it's worse than reciting three or four sutras to him.

”Well, wait here for the letter. We're ready to call you. Oh, did they give you meat? ”

Shi Beibei said, ”it's OK. I'm hungry again without giving me less meat.”

Lying in the trough, the boy was not only a donkey's temper, but also a pig's stomach. He was hungry after breakfast. He came out and said to the little monk, ”add two kilograms of meat to improve his life.” Pacify Shi Beibei's children's shoes and return to the Zen hall. Several monks are chatting in full swing and hang some police officers aside.

When they saw Fang Qi come in and meet the Savior, they hurriedly asked him to sit down, ”listen to their Zen reasoning and suffocate. Can you take us out?”

Fang Qi said, ”well, I'll be your guide. Eh, where's Miao Miao?”

The little monk said she had gone home. The old monk of zhizen waved, ”let them go around the mountain. Don't go. We're talking about things.” Let a little monk take them to see each other.

Fang Qi had to sit down again and said angrily, ”old slick, you've been hiding from me. It turns out that you're still a layman disciple of Shaolin Temple.”

Zhizen said awkwardly, ”well, you haven't asked me, have you?”

Fang Qi nodded: ”you are cruel, but you can't fight. Oh, by the way, is the acupoint pointing technique you taught me called one finger zen? ”

The wise Zen monk smiled, ”it's not impossible for you to point. Anyway, it's a acupoint player.”

I'll go. There's a big difference. I don't know the monks in Shaolin Temple. I don't know it's called one finger zen. It turns out that one finger zen is a very powerful existence. Can I drag it next time I go to Shaolin Temple? Ha ha, I picked up a huge bargain. Old men and young men have to salute me.