Chapter 1153: The self-cultivation of a scumbag (2)
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I-am I not compatible with love Gu in this life ⊠Li lingsuâs face was pale.
âSecond question, have you ever loved any other woman?
Wu Lake! The saintâs d * Ck is gone ⊠Xu Qi âan could not hide the smile on her cat face.
As long as the saintâs life wasnât in danger, everything else wasnât a big problem. To a scumbag, a loss of both eggs and a chicken was the best punishment.
Li lingsu did not answer her.
Chai Xing âer squinted her eyes and knelt down beside him.âWhy didnât you answer me, Li Lang?â
Li lingsu sighed.
âI just feel sad. When we first met, the moment I saw you, I swore in my heart that youâll be the woman Iâll protect and love in the future. I followed my heartâs will, but I didnât pursue the reason.
âNow I know that what you lack is a sense of security. Itâs because of this that I wanted to protect you at all costs. It must have been a huge blow to you that day when I left without saying goodbye. Sigh, itâs all my fault. Other than you, Iâve seen other women, such as my mother.
âXing âer, Iâm glad I came back at this time to face the chai familyâs storm with you.â
Other than mother, speak clearly. Good fellow, a bunch of sweet words mixed with a half-truth answer, do you think you can hide it from others? The orange cat, Ann, was furious.
Clang!
The pair of scissors fell to the ground, followed by Chai Xing âerâs joyful cry.âLi Lang, Li Lang âŠâ
The orange cat an waited outside the door for 15 minutes. When he heard the womanâs breathing and the sound of the rocking bed, he knew that the Saint was forced to open for business. He then left.
You canât have. sickly woman, or else Big Brother Chengâs Day today will be your day tomorrow ⊠Indeed. Chai Xing. er was. major suspect. Judging from her motive, she was the biggest beneficiary âŠ
As he searched for the residence of the Buddhist monks, he thought about it. Not long after, he found the courtyard where the monks were.
The monk had a regular schedule. In the yard, except for the room on the west side, the rest of the rooms were dark.
The orange cat Ann entered the yard silently and smelled a strong meaty aroma.
The door of the west room was slightly ajar. A few burly monks were sitting by the stove. There was a big pot on the stove, and steam was rising from the pot. The smell of meat was coming from inside.
Martial monks were different from Zen masters. Martial monks didnât need to follow the rules. Wine and meat passed through their intestines, but they staved in the Buddhaâs heart.
In addition, monks and Warriors were the same. They walked the path of refining essence into Qi and had huge appetites.
Xu Qi âan peeked through the crack of the door. He did not see the fourth-grade monk Jing Yuan or the Zen master in the room, so he felt a little relieved.
âDo you know why martial ancestor du Nan left halfway through?â
A monk, whose mouth was full of oil, glanced at his fellow disciples.
âI donât know!â
The other monks shook their heads.
The Vajra of endurance isnât here? The orange cat an was overjoyed and immediately thought, âWhat could be more important than getting back the stupa? One must know that Shen Shuts broken arm was locked inside.
âActually, I feel that martial uncle Jingxin likes to meddle in other peopleâs business too much. The earlier we get to Yongzhou, the earlier we can gather information and ambush that person. If you go right on time, youâll lose the initiative.â
The monk who spoke just now shook his head.
itâs fine, itâs fine. That person doesnât know that we already Imow his true identity. Moreover, this time, in addition to Grandmaster du Nan, thereâs also the help of the emotionless Arhat and the Vajra du fan with a group of fellow disciples. Even if that person has wings, he can forget about escaping.
A monk drank some meat soup and chuckled.
Who was âthat personâ? Arhat du Qing and Vajra du fan led the monks out together ⊠Xu Qi âanâs heart sank. After thinking for a while, he had a guess-the Buddhist sect is coming for me.
When he thought of the clues that he had revealed in Leizhou, it was surprising that the Buddhist League had guessed his identity, but it was also reasonable.
âAn Arhat and two vajras were dispatched. Hiss, the Buddhist sect really values me. Fortunately, the old man had defeated the glazed Bodhisattva. Otherwise, I wouldnât even be able to escape.
âThis female Bodhisattva who controls the Walkerâs Dharma form can be said to be the fastest person in the world.â The orange cat, an, felt lucky and heavy.
I think martial uncle Jingxin has his own considerations, â another monk said. donât forget that if he hadnât intervened in the mountain bandits wreaking havoc in the town a few days ago, we wouldnât have met the mountain bandit leader who had obtained the Dragon Qi. heh, now that he has put down his butcherâs knife, turned over. new leaf, and converted to Buddhism ⊠Whoâs there?â
The warrior monk suddenly shouted.
At the same time, the door that was slightly ajar was completely opened, and an orange glow illuminated the orange cat by the threshold.
The orange cat meowed softly, its amber eyes staring at the iron pot.
It turned out that the cat was attracted by the fragrance!
The face of the monk who found it turned soft. He picked up a piece of fat meat and threw it at the threshold.
Holy shit, can I have a piece of lean meat ⊠The orange cat an unwillingly picked up the fat meat with its mouth and fled under the urging of the warrior monks.
After leaving the yard, it had only taken a few steps when it suddenly saw a figure walking out of the darkness. It was an expressionless brawny man.
The orange cat an Yuan thought that it was someone from the chai Manor and didnât pay much attention to it. As he walked closer, his body suddenly stiffened. This personâs expression was no different from a normal personâs, but there was no heartbeat and no breathing. He was like a walking corpse âŠ
It was a corpse!
Although the chai family was famous for controlling corpses, no one would have the habit of controlling corpses at night .
As the thought flashed through its mind, it saw the corpse brush past it, bypassing the monks âcourtyard and walking towards the inner courtyard.
Letâs follow ⊠The orange cat, Ann, followed behind him lightly. After about 15 minutes, the body stopped in a secluded courtyard in the inner courtyard.
he â stopped outside the courtyard for a moment, then bounced up straight, jumped over the courtyard wall that was more than two meters high, and fell into the inner courtyard.
whoâs there?!
A scolding came from the courtyard.
The next moment, a series of thuds followed by muffled groans and the sound of people falling to the ground were heard. Everything was calm.
The orange cat, an, waited outside for a few minutes before jumping out. He climbed the wall as if it were flat ground and easily flipped over it, entering the yard.
This was entirely the orange catâs own ability. The Voodoo could only control creatures with low intelligence and could not grant abilities.
âFortunately. Iâm controlling a cat. If it was a dog, it might have already entered the monksâ stomachs âŠâ He cursed in his heart, his amber eyes sweeping across the courtyard.
Two bodies were lying unconscious in the yard.
The door of the main house was wide open. It was pitch-black and eerie.
The orange cat, an, quickly passed by the two unconscious people and scuttled into a dark room. The furnishings in the room were simple. There was a black hole by the window that extended deep into the ground.
The stone cover was raised high, and the cave entrance had just been opened.
Without any hesitation, the orange cat crawled into the hole.
There was a flight of stairs at the entrance of the cave that extended underground. A faint light rose from the ground, which was the Halo of an oil lamp.
Under the faint glow, the orange cat walked silently on the steps. A few minutes later, he reached the end of the steps.
A musty smell hit him in the face, accompanied by a piercing smell. The orange cat, Ann, almost fainted. A catâs sense of smell was tens of times better than a humanâs.
The smell was too strong ⊠The orange cat, an, stood unsteadily and only recovered after a while.
It was the stench of corpses!
The cellar was filled with the stench of corpses.
He found that the cellar was very large, extending in all directions, more like a miniature underground maze.
After walking for a while, a tunnel appeared in front of him.
On both sides of the tunnel, corpses stood silently. There were men and women, old and young, some were wearing burial clothes, long dresses, and scholarly robes âŠ
Their eyes were closed and their faces were pale, but they seemed to wake up at any moment.
In addition, the ground was covered with head covers. It could be imagined that these head covers were originally worn on the heads of the corpses, but now they had been pulled off.
In the inn, mu nanzhi finished reading her book and stretched her waist, planning to get into bed.
But suddenly, she heard rapid breathing. On the small couch next door, Xu Qi âan was lying sideways with his eyes closed and breathing heavily.
âWhatâs wrong?â
Mu nanzhi was shocked, but she was still very concerned about him.
Xu Qi âan didnât open her eyes.âHuman, heaven on earth
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