Magic card gods

Flattening half of the hill with one palm, the old monk looked calm and said in a low voice: "Little benefactor, you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, that's why the rich monk came to rescue me today."

He glanced at Wei Yuan, and continued: "However, after all, you can't force such a thing as apprenticeship. If you don't want to, then it's fine. It's just..."

Wei Yuan sent an ugly smile, and echoed, "It's just... what?"

The old monk's skinny old face was full of creases, and he showed a smile: "Just, if you don't want to worship the rich monk and me as your teacher, little benefactor, then naturally you have no fate with my Buddha. If there is no fate, it means that the rich monk rescued the wrong one. Man, the rich monk naturally wants to correct this small mistake."

Wei Yuan, Chicken Legs, and Erha were all dumbfounded: What? What's wrong? Correct what?

The old monk rubbed his hands together, looking impatient, "That is to say, return your little life, the benefactor, to the underworld."

The old monk glanced at the chicken legs and Erha, and said: "Besides, the rich monk looks at your cat and dog, it seems that you are not ordinary! If it is a monster, then don't blame the rich monk for killing demons and demons!" In the end, it was really murderous!

Drumstick and Erha were so aroused by the murderous aura that their hairs stood on end.

Chicken legs don't care about pretending, what kind of kitten are you pretending to be in front of the boss.

It stood upright, folded its palms together and bowed again and again, "Mage! Mage! I haven't done anything bad!"

The old monk smiled kindly and said, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether you have done something bad or not... The main thing is to see if it tastes good! I heard that cat meat is sour..." He looked at Erha as he spoke.

Erha ow~, and knelt down on the spot. The posture is very standard, and the expression is flattering. The Dogeza kind!

It's hard for a dog to do this kind of action.

The old monk looked at Wei Yuan again, "So, what does the benefactor mean?"

At this time, the chicken legs and Erha hugged Wei Yuan's legs together, and shouted: "Let's follow! Anyway, you will not lose a single hair in your apprenticeship! A hero does not suffer from immediate losses!"

Wei Yuan: Go to Li Lailai's legs! I will lose a head of hair after I become a teacher!

Only at this time, what else can I do?

People under the low eaves have to bow their heads!

Could it be that he really angered the old monk and turned a picture into meat sauce?

Wei Yuan replaced pale words with actions, and he fell to his knees with a plop, shouting in his mouth: "Master! Please be respected by your apprentice!"

"Hahahaha! Good good!"

The old monk felt very relieved, he laughed heartily, the laughter rumbled in all directions, and the leaves rattled dozens of meters away.

The old monk stretched out his hands and scraped Wei Yuan's head back and forth, those palms were as sharp as a razor.

Wei Yuan knelt on the ground and lowered his head, he felt a chill on the top of his head, and a lot of hair fell down.

Alas, my hair! Woah!

The old monk was really a boss, and he shaved off Wei Yuan's thick black hair in just ten seconds. Even Wei Yuan's round head was as smooth and glowing as if it had been waxed!

Drumstick watched carefully on the sidelines, and found that Wei Yuan's appearance had improved a bit after he shaved his head.

Drumstick: You have thick eyebrows and big eyes, you are really a monk!

Wei Yuan sensed the thoughts of chicken legs in his heart, and couldn't help being a little confused: Could it be that my hair hindered my appearance before?

At this time, the old monk said with a smile: "I just remembered that all monks have a dharma name, and I have to get one for you. Well... why don't you call it Wuji! From now on, my disciple, your dharma name will be Wuji." Bogey!"

Wei Yuan was taken aback just now, thinking he was going to call him "Wuji!"

However, which monk's dharma name will be Wuji?

Returning to other people's monks... Either people are not abstaining from anger and greed, or they must be abstaining.

It's good for me, I don't have any taboos!

But thinking about the performance of this cheap master in just five or six minutes, he is not a normal monk!

Atypical monk!

The old monk accepted a new apprentice, he was very happy in his heart, he lifted Wei Yuan's elbow, and Wei Yuan stood up as if he was floating.

"You have a good body, and you are a good candidate for martial arts. The nine senior brothers before you failed, I hope you can work harder and help your master achieve Buddhism!"

What the old monk said made Wei Yuan feel chills in his heart: I just said that the old monk was uneasy and kind, and sure enough, all the nine disciples in front were killed!

When he heard "helping a teacher to achieve Buddhism", he even thought of Fa Hai inexplicably.

"Snake demon, I want you to help me practice."

Immediately, not only was my heart cold, but even the chrysanthemum was tight!

...

I have paid homage to my teacher, but I can't go home if I want to.

Wei Yuan, oh no, Monk Wuji~ took a cat and a dog, and followed the master obediently.

As for the dead bodies in that place, the master said: Don't pay attention to such trivial matters.

Wei Yuanxin said: It's not that I don't help my brothers to be buried in peace, the teacher's order is hard to break. If you have grievances, come to him!

Master Xie glanced at him and knew what he was thinking. He said, "Since disciple Wuji is an apprentice, he must not know the name of the teacher. In the future, when he goes out for a walk, he must not fall into the name of the teacher."

Wei Yuan was quite good at flattering people, so he immediately asked, "Dare to ask the master's name?"

The old monk said with a smile: "My comrades all call the master a wind monk!"

"Feng Monk? What does it mean?"

The old monk laughed loudly, "Of course, because I am a handsome teacher!"

Wei Yuan looked at the smile of the cheap master, with the creases on his face, and said to himself: You really dare to say it.

It was only later that Wei Yuan found out that his comrades in the rivers and lakes all called their own cheap masters: Crazy Monk!

They come, the security. Now that he has already worshiped his teacher, can he still show a look of bitterness and hatred?

Not only can't you, you have to act happy. For example Wei Yuan.

On the way, he kept praising the cheap master, trying to make more words.

The cheap master is very discerning, and he is well aware of his flamboyance, but he doesn't care. Talk about it, talk about it, and don't shy away from it at all.

On the contrary, he was open and unrestrained, which changed Wei Yuan's senses a lot.

Although my cheap master is forced to become an apprentice, he is still easy to get along with and talk to.

Wei Yuan remembered something and asked, "Master, all other monks call themselves poor monks, why do you call yourself a rich monk, Master?" He had the attitude of a young man asking a master.

The cheap master smiled heartily: "Look at being a teacher...because being a teacher is rich!"

Wei Yuan looked at the oily maha on the cheap master's body, the twisted monk's robe, and the cuffs that were as bright and black as blacksmith's, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

Those who are content are always happy, and the ancients did not deceive me.

Master's realm is extremely high!

...

The mad monk walked with a person, a cat and a dog for nearly an hour, and came to a county town.

Wei Yuan looked up at the words "Haiyan County" on the city gate.

This can't help triggering some "memories" in his mind.

According to the memory of Song Wei and Song Ziyu's identity, the dynasty in this world is called Da Zhou.

According to the little knowledge in Song Ziyu's mind, Wei Yuan speculated that if this world is related to the history of our Great Heavenly Dynasty, it is probably that a rebel army from the Central Plains in the late Ming Dynasty took over the Ming Dynasty, and then blocked the wild boar skin and went south, establishing the Great Heavenly Dynasty. this dynasty. It has been nearly three hundred years now.

It's just that the current court seems to be not very good, and Song Ziyu doesn't know the specific situation. But he knows the life of the people, the common people are very miserable, even worse than that in the late Ming Dynasty!

Is that what you said? The general trend of the world must be divided for a long time, and it must be united for a long time!

And the location of my home is Zhejiang Gaoguan Shuifu and Anhai County among the thirteen provinces in the world.

This Haiyan County is not far from the county where my home is located, just one county away. He has been here twice, slipping past the local brothel.

I have to say, he is really a silver gun bully!

The mad monk swaggered into the city with a person, a cat, and a dog, swinging his shiny sleeves.

A group of soldiers at the gate of the city, not to mention interrogation, even nodded and bowed and sent them into the gate of the city.

Contacting his own cheap masters, Wei Yuan felt that these soldiers might have suffered a lot.

There are people coming and going in the city, shoulder to shoulder, all kinds of hawkers hawking along the street, and rows of shops and stalls are lined up far away. It looked really prosperous.

However, when Wei Yuan looked into the alleys and corners of the street, there were many beggars or homeless people sitting slumped in the corners.

Prosperity is just an appearance, this is the prosperity of a small number of people. And maybe there will be disasters tomorrow, and these prosperous people will be reduced to beggars and vagabonds in the corner.

"Disciple Wuji, you've been tossing around for a long time, are you hungry? Let's go, I'll take you to have some vegetarian food for the teacher." The mad monk took a person, a cat and a dog, and went straight to a big restaurant with ease.

The restaurant is three floors high, and the lobby on the first floor alone has to be nearly 200 square meters!

This is probably not the best restaurant in the county!

It's a little earlier today.

I sorted out the outline today, and I think this volume can be written in detail if it is taken out alone, and it can write a novel worth two million yuan! Can't laugh or cry!