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Chapter 961 Are you still going, not going

Xiang Que sat in the courtyard of Liangshan Taoist Temple all night. Until the next day, when the master and the apprentice woke up from a night of hangover, he was still sitting cross-legged in the courtyard with red eyes and bloodshot eyes.

cloud.

Last night, Xiang Que was completely confused by the vision under a wisp of yellow air.

The three lazy masters and apprentices were really lazy to the extreme. After they got up, they took a few bites of the leftovers from last night and regarded them as breakfast. Then they burped and picked their teeth as they looked at Xiang Que who was slowly walking over.

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Sun Changting held his teeth and asked calmly: "Are you still leaving?"

"Huh?" Xiang Que frowned and looked at the old Taoist who was leaning on the ground with one arm. He was dumbly stunned. He was not drunk and neither was anyone. Yesterday, the old Taoist had seen that he wanted to leave, but he also saw that he was there.

A shocking scene under that wisp of yellow air.

This wisp of fairy energy is the same as Hongmeng purple energy, dragon vein energy, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Ordinary people cannot see it at all, and those who can see it are naturally not ordinary people.

Xiang Que looked deeply at the old Taoist, and after a long time he sighed and said, "It's such an opportunity, it's okay if you don't leave, then just stay."

Ning Haichen exposed her breasts and stroked Jingba's heart-protecting hair and asked, "Are you really not leaving?"

"Well, I'm not leaving," Xiang Fang nodded and said.

"Pulling" Bai Xiaosheng jumped up from the ground excitedly, grabbed Xiang Que's arm and said, "It's better if you don't leave, it's better if you don't leave."

Xiang Que asked in surprise: "If you don't leave, what's the point?"

At this time, Xiang Que fully understood what it would be like to be in a state of extreme excitement.

The bodies of the three masters and disciples were like the Wu Laoer next door in Zhao Benshan's words. They were trembling non-stop. If they had a bunch of bells hanging on their bodies, they would be able to ring loudly throughout the world. That kind of excitement, excitement and

The feeling of being on the verge of exploding made Xiang Que stunned.

"Guys, what's your state?" Xiang Que asked timidly.

"If you don't leave, we will be freed from the dire straits. From now on, Liangshan Taoist Temple will all depend on you," Sun Changting patted him and said with sincerity.

One day later, Xiang Que completely understood where the excited attitude of these three people came from.

When Xiang Que came to Liangshan Taoist Temple, he became a free coolie, a free cash machine, a cleaning uncle, and a free cook. He wore many hats.

At noon, Xiang Que had to run to the small shop in Dawa Village at the foot of the mountain to prepare lunch and evening meals for the three uncles. He had to serve the cigarettes and wine. In his spare time, he had to clean the dilapidated yard. Sun Changting went out to fight the landlords.

At that time, he had to give him thirty yuan, so his life was quite fulfilling.

At night, the three masters and apprentices leaned on the door railing of the hall and counted the stars. Xiang Que brought the food over and asked diligently: "Come on, three ancestors, it's time for dinner."

After finishing the meal, Xiang Que packed up and lit a cigarette for them before he had time to sit on the ground and rest for a while.

"Now I feel that the years I lived in Gujingguan were the days of immortality," Xiang Que said with emotion.

The old Taoists and Master Shishu of Gujingguan are quite lazy, but at least they don’t have to be babysitters!

After Sun Changting finished his meal, his eyes were melancholy and he frowned, and he was smoking a cigarette as if he was thinking about some unsolvable mystery.

Xiang Que had nothing to do, so he said something to him: "Master Sun, what are you thinking about?"

Sun Changting stretched out his dirty hand and waved it and said: "I lost more than twenty dollars today. I think it may not be because of my luck... You said those two old men are no longer cheating.

Otherwise, why do I keep losing lately?"

Xiang Que narrowed his eyes and was speechless. As for a thirty-cent landlord, why should I play Chow Yun-fat with you? This old man has the temperament of Fatty Wang when it comes to gambling. He doesn't care about his skills whether he wins or loses. It's all his fault.

Did anyone else make a fortune?

Sun Changting sighed, turned to Xiang Que and said, "Tomorrow, give me another twenty yuan, and I'll test the waters to see if those two old men are causing trouble. If they really cost me a thousand yuan together,

, then this is definitely not possible, take the time to steal their old hen and stew it, otherwise you will not be able to forgive your hatred."

Xiang Que held it in for a long time before asking: "A landlord with thirty cents, do you think a thousand dollars is enough for the technical expenses?"

"Hey, fellow Taoist, if you have money, can you stop asking for help from him? My master has so many losers, and the bottomless pit can't be filled." Ning Haichen pulled Xiang Que and said, "Summer is coming soon. In the mountains,

There are a lot of mosquitoes, please buy us some mosquito nets, otherwise I can’t control my weight.”

Xiang Que asked blankly: "I can understand why mosquitoes buy more mosquito nets, but does it have anything to do with weight?"

Ning Haichen patted his chest and said: "Look, I only weigh about ninety kilograms now, but in the summer when there are more mosquitoes, my weight can rise to about one hundred and fifty, and my body is covered with bags..."

·He bit me, a skinny man of about 90 kilograms, into a fat man."

“It’s a bit exaggerated.”

"Adjective, it means there are more mosquitoes"

"Fellow Taoist, why don't you get me some money tomorrow?" Ning Haichen stretched out two fingers, licked his lips and said with his eyes shining a little.

"I'll buy the mosquito net and take care of the food and drink, so why do you need money?"

Just as Ning Haichen was about to speak, Bai Xiaosheng glared at him, pulled Xiang Que in a serious tone and said, "Don't pay attention to them. Both of them are not of good character. One has gambled a little money, and the other has taken advantage of others.

How much money you have is not enough to cause harm to them."

Xiang Que's head was buzzing and painful, and he quickly stood up, waved his hand and said, "It's too grandiose to chat with you, I'll go over there and be quiet for a while."

Bai sighed quietly, pointed at Ning Haichen and said, "Can you please be more angry? Is what's in your crotch so important?"

Ning Haichen gritted his teeth and said: "Chunmeng just finished the next episode last night and woke up again. You said that if I don't finish the show, you can't give me a prostate surgery. I have to get fifty yuan for these two days."

Qian went to talk about life with Widow Li.”

"Slow water flows, slow water flows, understand?" Bai Xiaosheng said sadly: "If you search for him like this, he will be gone in a few days. If we take our time, we can squeeze him for a while longer. Won't this account be settled?

"

Ning Haichen thought for a moment, nodded cautiously, and said: "Then don't ask for fifty, just downgrade it and give me twenty... Widow Li's hand, I can make do with it."

The night is deep and confusing.

This time, Xiang Que came to the courtyard of Liangshan Taoist Temple in advance and waited for the flash of yellow air.

In the main hall, master Wang Changting and his apprentice were dozing off, seemingly not paying attention to Xiang Que in the courtyard.

Around midnight, Xiang Que, who was smoking and waiting silently, suddenly felt a tremor coming from under his feet.

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