e-booksonline Chapter 324 Take A Shot Of Me
Chapter 324 Take A Shot Of Me
Li Tie and Xu Changshou were taken aback for a moment, and they looked at each other inexplicably.
Instinctively thought that he had heard wrong.
Let Qin He slap him for no reason?
How?
Masochist?
Even Qin He didn't react immediately.
Looking up and down the great monk, I thought that you really dare to find a new way.
At the beginning of the city, it was the Lian army attacking the city, and it was extremely urgent, so I don't want to be too ostentatious.
The most important thing is that you are not a believer, otherwise, with a "biu", you can directly solve the problem with a preaching technique, and there is no need to "immortal touch my top" and pat it with your hands.
Not believers, that's the key.
It's cheap enough for you, what more do you want?
The great monk had a cheeky face, and leaned over with his expectant head, "Come on, come on, give me a quick shot~"
This time it wasn't just Li Tie and Xu Changshou.
Even Wei Wu, Wei Yuanji and the Taoist priest had their eyes wide open, with question marks all over their heads.
Monk, is it itchy?
See you soon!
"This...but you said it."
Qin He emphasized it emphatically, then with a "huh" he swung up the next bench, and with a "boom", he slammed hard at the great monk's bald head.
With a loud "bang", the bench suddenly became two pieces.
The great monk opened his eyes wide, retracted his head, turned his eyes up again, shook a few times and fell to the ground with a "boom".
Limbs twitching, foaming at the mouth...
Seeing this, Qin He looked around, pointed at the monk with an innocent face, and said, "You all heard, he asked me to take the photo, it's none of my business."
"That's right." Xu Changshou hurriedly raised his hand to testify, "I've never seen such a request in my life."
"It's too cheap." Li Tie also shook his head.
After speaking, the three of them went directly to the table, and the great monk occupied two seats. As for the Taoist priest, he stood up and rushed to the great monk with an exclamation: "monk, what's the matter with you, what's the matter with you?"
There just happened to be another spot vacant.
One is not more, one is not less.
Good.
On the table, Wei Yuanji is on the right of Qin He, and Wei Wu is on the opposite.
"You two officials, how about drinking?"
Qin He showed his superb conversational skills and grinned.
Wei Yuanji looked at the great monk on the ground, then at Qin He, and responded with a twitching face: "Ah, yes, drink and drink."
Wei Wu rolled his eyes and continued to be too lazy to talk to Qin He.
Qin He was not angry either, he changed the wine glasses, filled Xu Changshou, Li Tie and himself, and said with a smile: "All the officials and brothers have been safe and sound, and have gained a lot, how about we Let's pay respects to the Great Immortal Qingniu together?"
Everyone at the wine table looked at each other, nodded, and then raised their glasses one after another, but Wei Wu remained indifferent, as if he hadn't heard.
"Brother Wu~" Wei Yuanji lightly touched Wei Wu and gestured frantically.
"You guys drink, I feel unwell today and I can't drink enough." Wei Wu crossed his hands with a look of indifference.
Qin He saw it, good guy, this is angry.
Just like you, only sincerity is a ghost.
It's no wonder that in the past few days, I haven't seen his name written down in a prayer.
"Then what, Brother Wu is not feeling well recently." Wei Yuanji hastily smoothed things over, and then said to Wei Wu in a low voice: "Brother Wu, after all, the Great Immortal Qingniu has kindness to us, so you just take a sip of meaning, come here. "
As he spoke, he picked up Wei Wu's wine glass and handed it over.
Only then did Wei Wu reluctantly take it, and without signaling to the crowd, he drank it down in one gulp.
Everyone's faces were a little stiff, and they could only leave him to gesture to each other, and said a few more polite words before drinking the wine in their glasses.
After drinking a glass of wine, the atmosphere became better. Everyone was chatting, and the topic naturally shifted to the recently acquired Dharma transmission and what kind of posture to use to worship the Great Immortal. The results were pretty good.
In more than ten days, at least one reward was obtained.
Cultivation methods, techniques, pills, cultivation insights, experience, etc., there are all kinds of things.
The atmosphere gradually became lively.
Only Wei Wu remained silent, his face darkened as he listened, and his back molars creaked.
But at this time, the Taoist priest who pinched people and slapped the face finally woke up the great monk.
The great monk shook his head, quickly got up from the ground, touched his head, and couldn't help but let out a "hiss".
On the smooth and smooth forehead, a lump swelled up.
"Monk, your head was caught by the door, why do you have nothing to ask someone to shoot you?" The Taoist asked in shock, good guy, a bench was almost killed by someone else.
"I'm fine, I'm fine."
However, the great monk has no awareness of the preciousness of life, only the mortal persistence of hearing the truth, looking left and right, locking on to Qin He who was throwing salt beans into his mouth, and walked over.
"Hey, you monk, don't play tricks, you let me shoot just now." Seeing this, Xu Changshou hurriedly got up to stop the monk.
The great monk touched the bag on the top of his head again, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and said: "I'm not cheating, I don't blame you, it's just..."
At the end of the conversation, he looked at Qin He: "Can you not copy the guy, just pat it with your hand?"
"Are... sure?" Qin He's face twitched.
"Sure, sure." The great monk walked past Xu Changshou, came to Qin He, and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
When the Taoist priest heard this, he instinctively stepped forward to stop it.
Again?
As a result, Qin He didn't even give him time to react, he raised his hand like lightning and patted the top of the monk's head.
Fifty years of strength!
"Boom!"
The great monk shrank his head, shook his body, and began to roll his eyes upwards again.
"Monk!" The Taoist was shocked and hurried to help him.
The monk's mouth was twisted, and he pointed at Qin He tremblingly: "Ami, your family is a Buddha, why are your hands so heavy?"
"This one?"
Qin He raised his hand and said seriously, "I am an iron sand palm."
When the monk heard this, his fat body straightened up and he fainted, and then his limbs began to twitch again, foaming at the mouth.
The huge weight also knocked the Taoist priest to the ground with an "ouch".
Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
Xu Changshou looked in disbelief, and said, "I've seen cheap requests, but I haven't seen such cheap requests. Can you still be addicted to being beaten?"