Chapter 23 (1/2)

Zeng Dequan was worried and wanted to talk, but he couldn't say it. Deacon Zhang is not as powerful as him, but he is a formal deacon after all. If he wants to break in, Zeng Dequan can't shut up.

Deacon Zhang shouted twice. Seeing that there was no movement inside, he broke the bolt with his palm and broke in.

As soon as the door opened, the smell of shit became stronger. By the light outside, Deacon Zhang saw the scene inside.

At this time, Zeng Dequan sat in a piece of shit, eyes wide open and motionless.

Deacon Zhang jumped over quickly and stretched out his hand to explore his breath. He was relieved to see that he was still alive.

Then he couldn't help laughing at the house.

To be honest, Zeng Dequan is really ridiculous.

Zeng Dequan fainted with anger when he heard him laugh like this.

Deacon Zhang didn't dare to do it himself for fear of taking responsibility. He hurriedly sent someone to report and asked someone to treat Zeng Dequan. Lu Ziqing and other deacons arrived one after another, laughing at the scene.

That night, Zeng Dequan became obsessed with practicing martial arts. The matter of sitting in bed and shit spread all over Feiyun temple.

The next day, Zeng Dequan was rescued and woke up. He was trembling with anger, but there was nothing he could do. Too many people knew that he could not stop the news from spreading.

The house of Commons quickly made a decision that Zeng Dequan was no longer fit to continue to serve as the deacon of his disciples and dismissed him. As for what he will do in the future, he has to communicate with elder Zeng.

Zeng Dequan can walk, but he has no face to go out.

Many disciples rejoiced when they knew that Zeng Dequan had been dismissed.

When it was time to practice at night, Yu Qingyao began to wait with a bad smile.

Zeng Dequan was used to sitting on the bed and began to practice Kung Fu.

While practicing, his nose suddenly itched. Before he could react, he sneezed greatly.

It's harmless to sneeze at ordinary times. It's fatal to sneeze during practice.

The aura went wrong. Zeng Dequan was possessed again and couldn't move.

He hurried to close his mind and control his aura. Then he felt in fear that there was another warm current under his ass, followed by another one, one after another, and he shit three times in a row.

Once again, sitting in a pool of excrement and urine, Zeng Dequan simply had no love for life and just wanted to die.

Yu Qingyao looked at the system screen with satisfaction and cursed Zeng Dequan. It's really good. Four curses can get 20 curse points, which is much better than cursing mortals.

The disciple guarding outside Zeng Dequan's quiet room smelled the smell outside. He was very experienced and asked someone to treat him.

Zeng Dequan became famous again.

On the third night, Zeng Dequan dared not practice Kung Fu. He lay in bed in a daze and then looked up and sneezed. The spitting saliva and snot fell back on his face under the action of gravity.

After sneezing, Zeng Dequan suddenly had a very bad feeling.

Then the body gets hot, hot and hot.

Zeng Dequan thought: what's the matter with me? Is habit natural? Three times a day at this time?

He turned over and got up. He didn't care much. He hurried to clean up himself for fear that people would know that he was in bed again.

However, it was late, and the disciple went to invite someone skillfully.

When the Deacon who came to the treatment broke the bolt and rushed in, Zeng Dequan was wearing his newly changed underwear and carrying a bag of smelly quilts, trying to cross the window.

They looked at each other for a while, and the Deacon walked away with a violent smile.

Zeng Dequan trembled with anger and wanted to hit the wall and die.

He threw away the quilt, rushed out angrily and beat the gatekeeper severely.