Chapter 345 Again and again and again and again and again
Chapter 345 Again and again and again and again and again and again
Author: Er Dong Shui Shou
At this time, I didn't know it was me, but even Wu Jun pricked up his ears. When he heard Han Kui talking about Bu Liuxian asking him to keep a small coffin, Wu Shenxian's eyes flashed with light for a moment.
I happened to see this scene, and it looked like there was something interesting about this coffin.
But when I wanted to continue asking, Han Kui stood up unsteadily with his face flushed. He said drunkenly:
"You guys, don't look at Han Kui. I'm no longer popular. Back then, I almost joined Erlang Temple as a steward.
If it weren't for the last hurdle, I said the wrong thing.
I am now the big housekeeper here, and I am the missing Huangfu Pheasant.
Erlangye Yang Jian is inferior to thousands of people - vomit."
As he spoke, Han Kui opened his mouth and vomited out all the delicacies he had just eaten in his stomach.
He spit on all the dishes on the table impartially
It's obviously a dish that just went into your stomach. Why is it that after stirring it in your stomach, it smells sour and smelly when it comes out?
After Han Kui spit out this mouthful, he seemed to have opened a valve and kept spitting out mouthful after mouthful.
In just a moment, the sour smell already made the room unbearable.
I originally thought that it was just Bu Liuxian who couldn't stand the odor, but I didn't expect that Han Kui was now added to the mix.
At that moment, I held my breath and helped Han Kui out together with Mingyue.
The Taoist priests and pilgrims who were dining outside didn't know what had happened, so they all stretched their necks and looked towards us.
Worried that Han Kui's drunken and ugly appearance would be badly affected by others, the steward covered Han Kui's head with a tablecloth.
As he walked out, the steward kept explaining to the Taoist priests and pilgrims outside:
"The Taoist priest outside who is hanging orders is seriously ill.
Now send him to the alchemy room, take some medicine and he will be fine."
While the steward was talking, I suddenly realized that someone seemed to be missing around me.
Wu Jun!
I don't know when this kid disappeared. Thinking of the flash in his eyes when he heard about the small coffin just now, he must have known what was inside the coffin.
At that moment, I handed over the shaky Han Kui to the steward and Mingyue.
Then he asked the steward about Han Kui's address, turned around and ran to the elevator, opened the elevator door and rushed in.
Before I could press the elevator button, the elevator door opened again, and Pang Zuo, frowning, stepped onto the elevator from the outside.
Although he was a little unhappy before, he still saluted me and said:
"Why are you in such a panic, Your Highness?
I just heard that old Han Kui was sick? Didn't he make you angry? "
When I saw Yang Jian's right-hand man coming in, I suddenly had an idea and said to him:
"Old judge, it would be nice to see you.
Wu Jun, this fake god Wu Jun stole my things.
I guess I will run away at this time.
Hurry, help me catch this old boy."
"Wu Jun?"
After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Zuo turned around and reopened the elevator door that was about to close.
As he walked outside, he clapped his hands and said to the dozens of Taoist priests who were eating in the restaurant:
"Everyone stop for a moment and go find Wu Jun.
After finding Wu Jun, send him to His Highness Shen Lian.
Whoever can find him will receive one hundred thousand from Erlang Temple."
Seeing that Pan Zuo's mouth was almost split to the base of his ears when he talked about arresting Wu Jun, I wouldn't believe it if they said they didn't have any personal grudges.
I followed and said:
"If anyone can be the first to find Wu Jun, I'll take care of him in the future, buddy."
Others have to shed their skin to survive the tribulation, but I will show you the back door.
It's very interesting to just get the current of two AA batteries.
There’s a big promotion for Ascension and Overcoming Tribulation. After passing this village, if you want to overcome the tribulation, you will have to sacrifice your life.”
When I said these two sentences, the eyes of the Taoist priest were immediately worth it.
After all, this golden sign of being the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven is too valuable.
Under Fan Zuo's command, these Taoist priests put down their bowls and chopsticks one after another and rushed out like a gust of wind.
Fan Zuo was still shouting from behind:
"Go to the control room!
Retrieve the surveillance video of the entire Erlang Temple and capture Wu Jun's profile picture
By the way, close all entrances and exits to each floor. When will Wu Jun be captured and when will he be released?"
Just when I was watching the situation getting bigger and bigger, and started to think that it would be hard to close up, the elevator door on the opposite side opened.
The three masters and apprentices of Bu Liuxian walked out of the elevator in a hurry. Seeing that there were not many people in the restaurant that should be crowded at this time, the old guy said with some surprise:
“Why is the restaurant so empty?
It’s not that Erlang Temple has come out again—donor you too.”
Before the words came out of his mouth, he already saw Han Kui squatting on the ground and vomiting loudly.
Although Han Kui's head was covered with a tablecloth, Bu Liuxian still recognized him at a glance.
At that moment, the old guy hunched over and slowly backed away towards the elevator that was about to close.
After seeing this old guy, how could I let him go?
At that moment, I ran to Bu Liuxian's side in three or two steps.
Before the old guy could react, I had already stopped him, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and whispered in Bu Liuxian's ear:
"Man, why does he have the time to hide and seek?
Something big happened
Most of the things you put in old Han Kui's place were stolen by Wu Jun.
Still don’t know? A small coffin the size of a watermelon, made of willow wood.”
Unexpectedly, Bu Liuxian looked puzzled and said to me:
"Donor, are you confused? Or are you saying the opposite?
Just ask Gil and Zhengqi, how many things did my senior brother take away from me?
From the bank book I hid in the latrine to the salt in the salt shaker, he didn't take anything away.
Old Taoist priest, if I really have something stored in him
As a result, he sold it for money.
You just said coffin, right?
That thing is hard to sell now, is it still made of willow wood?
Wood is not valuable either.
You said it should be huanghuali or small-leaf rosewood."
Just when he said this, he finally saw Xiao Mingyue, who was supporting Han Kui and waving to him with a smile.
Bu Liuxian had seen Ming Yue with his own eyes in the afternoon, and was not surprised to see him, but the expression on his face changed slightly.
The old guy chewed his teeth gently, then tried his best to make a smile, waved to Mingyue, walked over and said:
"Ancestor, I never expected to see you here.
I saw you during the day. There were so many people and gods there that it was difficult to come and kowtow to you.
Isn’t this my senior brother Han Kui?
Look at the vomit you are making, you are vomiting in your crotch.
"This taste"
While talking, Bu Liuxian had already walked close to Mingyue and Han Kui.
Xiao Mingyue immediately stopped him and said:
"Stop it, Bu Liuxian, just stand there and don't move.
Boy, I haven't cried in years.
I thought I had almost reached the state of practice, but unexpectedly, the smell of the toilet on your body knocked me back to my original state."
While talking, Xiao Mingyue's tears couldn't stop flowing down.
His big, watery eyes were now as swollen as peach.