‘Manager Yang’ smiled, and then ‘he’ lay next to my ear, pulling the woman’s skinny hair on my body, and continued to say to me with a smile:
"How smart.
You can tell the flaw in just a few words. They all said that the ugly boy named Zhuge Zhengqi was the smartest person in the monk circle.
That's because those people haven't seen you
Tell me, how did you detect the flaw?
If you say it well, I will."
While talking, 'Manager Yang' took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, tore off the wrapping paper, put it under my nose, and let me smell it.
Originally I didn't feel hungry at all, but after smelling the sweet smell of chocolate, I was so hungry that I felt so hungry.
For a moment, I had no other thoughts except swallowing this piece of chocolate in one gulp.
"cigarette
When I was hit, my mind went blank.
I can't even remember who I am
How can I still answer questions after I fainted?"
"I'll just say it."
‘Manager Yang’ smiled and patted my head, and then ‘he’ continued:
"It's my fault, I should have tried this Five Grains Broken Soul Fragrance in advance.
At least you need to know how you will feel after smelling the fragrance.
But your Highness, you also understand that this thing cannot be tried randomly.
If I, a little girl, loses consciousness after smelling the incense, it will be bad if someone takes advantage of me."
While talking, 'Manager Yang' glanced at my eyes and saw me staring at the piece of chocolate.
After ‘he’ laughed like a silver bell, he tore off the dead skin on my face again.
Then he broke off a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into my mouth.
After the chocolate entered my mouth, I chewed it twice and then swallowed it directly into my stomach.
The moment the half-melted chocolate slid down my throat, an overwhelming sense of satisfaction emerged from my heart.
I've eaten a lot of them in the past six months, but with so many delicious delicacies put together, the taste is not as good as one-tenth of this piece of chocolate.
"Female Bodhisattva, give me another piece."
After swallowing the piece of chocolate, I licked my lips, and then continued to say to the woman pretending to be Manager Yang:
"Don't you want to know if I am Hirotake Aize?
Give me all the chocolates in your hand, and I’ll tell you when you’re finished.”
"What did you call me? Shouldn't I be called little witch?"
‘Manager Yang’ was surprised for a moment, and then ‘he’ continued to face me with a faint smile:
"Do you want me to put down my butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately?
It’s not that easy.”
"Sister, please stop making trouble.
You are not a little witch at all, He Rufeng."
Before 'Manager Yang' could finish speaking, I couldn't help but interrupt 'him'.
After taking a look at most of the chocolate in 'his' hand, I swallowed and then continued:
"You are so smart, how can you show your true colors to others?
Especially in that situation, once your smoke doesn't work, you show your face even though we are fine.
I don’t need to say more about the consequences, right?”
After saying these two sentences, 'Manager Yang' was silent for a moment, and then 'he' stuffed most of the chocolate in his hand into my mouth.
Seeing me wolfing down the chocolate, ‘Manager Yang’ said slowly:
“There are really more and more smart people nowadays, and it’s becoming harder and harder to deceive them.
Eat slowly and stop biting your tongue."
After watching me swallow a mouthful of chocolate, 'Manager Yang' wiped the traces of chocolate from the corners of my mouth with 'his' sleeve.
After wiping the chocolate from the corners of my mouth, 'Manager Yang' put human skin on my face again.
I was stunned for a moment and said to ‘him’:
"etc.
Sister, don’t you want to know about my relationship with Guangwu Heze?”
‘Manager Yang’ reached out and flicked my forehead gently, then said with a smile:
"Then will you tell the truth?"
‘Manager Yang’ made a face at me and then continued:
"Even if your conscience finds you telling the truth, how can I prove that what you said is true?
Go to the Emperor of Heaven for proof? Or go to King Yama?
Don't forget, I am an evil spirit.
If you go there, you are throwing yourself into a trap, and you will risk your own life when the time comes.
It’s not cost-effective. It’s not cost-effective.”
While I was talking, 'Manager Yang' had already reattached the human skin on my face.
Then he flicked it on my mouth. After that, it felt like my mouth was no longer mine.
Almost as soon as I shut up, the sound of the door opening was heard from behind.
A sound of footsteps came from far away, and as a familiar fishy smell floated over, Bu Liuxian's voice rang out:
"Manager Yang.
Manager Zuo asked me to come to you, you can't delay this matter any longer."
This is the first time I smell the fishy smell of Bu Liuxian without feeling nauseated.
I said to myself in my heart:
The old fortune teller is still interesting enough, so there is no need to ask whether someone from Guan Erlang Temple is here.
His eldest disciple Zhuge Zhengqi and I have been missing for a few days. This old guy has no idea whether he is alive or dead.
Unexpectedly, the old guy opened his mouth and said to 'Manager Yang':
“The person in charge of the construction of Luoshen Temple just called me.
Say you changed the drawings again?
Removed the Daofa Pagoda that was dedicated to the Sanqing Dynasty behind the temple?
You can't do this.
How many times has this happened?
The KTV on the mountainside was removed, and the Sutra Pavilion was removed
Why do you want to remove the Daofa Tower now?
At the beginning, your immortal Erlang Yang Jian personally told me, a weak old Taoist priest, that I would produce the drawings and your Erlang Temple would spend the money.
What? Yang Jian disappeared, and you don’t admit it?
Believe it or not?
Old Taoist priest, I can no longer live in your Erlang Temple.
I'm waiting for Mr. Erlang to come back. I'll take him to the Luoshenguan construction site to eat and sleep in the open air."
This Manager Yang is fake, I want to see how she can resolve it
At the end of the sentence, the old Taoist priest suddenly became excited.
He patted the shelf I was lying on, which made my head buzz.
The human skin attached to my face suddenly opened a gap. Through this gap, I saw 'Steward Yang' grabbing Bu Liuxian's hand and saying:
"Master Bu, it's not that I won't build the Sutra Pavilion for you.
But do you have so many classics on Luoshen Guan?
I looked at the catalog and found that there were only five and a half books in total.
Four of them are simplified versions published in the past two or three years.
Do you need to build a special Buddhist scripture pavilion?
A bookshelf has to be placed horizontally.
Besides, you didn't hear everything.
Although we won’t build any high towers or scripture-storing pavilions, I will still give you this money, not a penny less.”
Having said this, 'Steward Yang' paused for a moment, then blocked the 'corpse' on the shelf with his body, changed the topic and said to Bu Liuxian:
"Also, Taoist Master Bu, your eldest disciple and His Highness Shen Lian have disappeared for three days.