Rebirth King of Pit Climbing

() Not to mention that the prison head and the second senior brother dragged the Taoist Master Shenxu out like a dead dog, Shi Guru bowed and said, "Since Mr. Yang has been escorted, then brothers should go back and report to you.

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Yang Ling said politely: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, thank you brothers, please walk slowly and come and play when you have time! The gate of this dungeon is open to you at any time."

Shi Gusheng twitched hard, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said embarrassedly: "It's better to wait until the opportunity to go to Mr. Yang's stadium to watch the football together!"

Yang Ling's family began to busy help Yang Ling decorate the room. All the straw on the ground was cleaned up. Sun Hunter carefully brought the quilt to spread it on the ground, and then spread the mat on the quilt. Yang Ling walked over and said, "This

On hot days, quilts are prone to prickly heat."

Sun Hunter chuckled and said, "This dungeon is located underground and has a heavy air. Putting a quilt to isolate the air. My husband is the pillar of this family and you must not fall ill."

Yang Ling said: "If you don't say it, I haven't noticed it yet. It's really cool here, but my wife loves me!"

The Yang family had long been accustomed to Yang Ling and Sun Hunter**, so they continued to tidy up. After a while, a layer of tablecloth was laid on the shabby table, and there was still a genius who picked it up from it.

The lotus flower was covered with old newspapers on the surrounding walls, and a cloth curtain was not hung up, acting as a temporary toilet. Then the mugwort was lit and the mosquitoes, rats and ants were smoked away.

Not to mention, in the end, the best incense was ignited, and a refreshing fragrance suddenly drifted in this dirty dungeon.

After finishing up all this, Yang Ling talked to Sun Hunter for a while, just to keep a close eye on the door. If he was really convicted of beheading or something, Sun Hunter would remarry with his inheritance and so on.

Sun Hunter angrily said, "My husband can talk nonsense. With Prime Minister Shen, my husband will not be in trouble."

Yang Ling sighed and said, "Of course I know I won't have anything to do, but when I get here, I have to say something appropriate? By the way, my wife, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Sun Hunter tilted his head and thought for a long time, and said, "My husband has to take off the cage. After he goes home, I will play the flute for you."

Yang Ling asked anxiously: "Is this flute made of bamboo or meat? Otherwise, the two flutes would be blown together, although the taste was a bit heavy, I guess I would still be very acceptable."

Sun Hunter blushed and ignored Yang Ling, who was still talking nonsense, and took his family away. As he walked, he suddenly heard a voice from behind him with a look: "Wife!"

Everyone couldn't help but look behind him, and Yang Ling stretched out his hands, his face full of reluctance, divided one step into ten stages, and was "urgent" to pounce on Sun Hunter.

Yang Ling looked at the dazed family and couldn't help but say anxiously: "Look at you guys who are not wise enough to see, come here and hold me back. How can I act alone in this drama?"

Then a few people hurried up and grabbed Yang Ling and pulled him into the cell. Yang Ling couldn't help but curse, "That's all right. Why do you think you are acting with your life."

Finally, the correct posture of a group of extras was arranged. Yang Ling then said affectionately with tears in his eyes: "Wife! I know you, and I will live forever! The mountains are without edges, and the river is exhausted.

There are thunderstorms in winter, rain and snow in summer, and heaven and earth are united, so I dare to be separated from you."

Sun Hunter covered his mouth and chuckled, "It's a big deal again. Isn't it because my husband never reads books, so why did he suddenly recite the Book of Songs?"

"Oh, is that?" Yang Ling said strangely: "I always thought I made this poem!"

After performing such a scene in "Leifeng Tower", Yang Ling was sad for a while at the disappearing back of Sun Hunter. Then she sighed softly and turned back.

At this time, in the torture room, Taoist Master Shenxu was tied to a bracket with his hands and feet. The second senior brother was holding a big bowl of wontons on the table in front of him and was having a feast. God knows how much lard this bastard added, and the entire torture room was filled with

With the fragrance of wontons, the prison head was carefully serving the second senior brother.

Taoist Master Shenxu cursed: "You bald donkey, remember it for Master Dao. When I go out, I will go back to Longhu Mountain to summon my disciples and grandchildren. If you don't destroy you, bald donkey, you are me."

grandson!"

Yang Ling walked in and said, "You should save money. This bastard has something to eat, and he doesn't even take it seriously. What you said is drizzle in his opinion."

Taoist Master Shenxu saw Yang Ling coming in, and hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "Young Master, please, everyone comes out and make a living. As for killing them all like this? If the mountains and rivers do not turn, will the mountains and rivers meet? If you let me go, please let me go.

I have a secret book about "Tathagata's Divine Palm" that I can give to the young master for free."

"Damn! I'm going to lie to me at this time. It seems that you really don't know how the word "death" is written. Is that thing something that you Taoism can have?" Yang Ling said contemptuously.

"This is absolutely true. An old monk gave it to me. He said I am quite smart and suitable to be a monk. Then I gave me a book, but my heart is tough, how could it be because of

The Three Pure Dao Zun who betrayed me with a broken book!" Taoist Master Shenxu quickly explained.

"This reason is quite interesting," Yang Ling nodded, turned his head and asked the second senior brother: "Look at the monk he said, this trick of lying to be a monk seems to be quite similar to you, I am going to be a monk.

Does it matter?"

The second senior brother touched his bald head and said, "Maybe it is my master, but that book "Tathagata's Divine Palm" is not valuable. It was studied in White Horse Temple, which is just a disciple who has just started. Boss, if you are willing to become a monk, I will still be here.

There are advanced ones, such as "The Demon-Suffering the Demon" or "The Palm of the Vajra", which you can choose casually."

"Damn! I didn't forget to pull me into the water at this time," Yang Ling sat down and said to the second senior brother: "Second Brother, it's not long after dinner. You can share a bowl of wontons for me as a midnight snack!"

"And I, and I!" Taoist Master Shenxu also shouted anxiously: "I will also share a bowl of midnight snacks."

The second senior brother hugged the wontons in front of him into his arms, like an old hen protecting a chicken, shook his head vigorously, and said, "My, all my, no one can grab them!"

Yang Ling was about to get angry, the prison head hurried over and said, "Young Master Yang, since this master refuses, I will give you another bowl, soon!"

"Okay!" Yang Ling nodded and said, "Don't forget to give me two more chicken legs."

The prison head happily agreed and was about to prepare, but Yang Ling stopped him again. The prison head turned around and asked with a smile: "Young Master Yang, do you have any other instructions?"

"It seems that you are quite good at doing things. What is your name? Is your surname?" Yang Ling asked.

"Oh," the prison head said in fear and trepidation: "You can't be regarded as a noble character from Mr. Yang, and the little naive surname is Liu, everyone calls me Liu San."

Damn, it's three again. Don't you know that the number I hate the most now is three? But Yang Ling continued to say kindly: "Xiao Liu, do it well. When I look back, I will find someone to promote your position.

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"Oh, thank you Mr. Yang, thank you Mr. Yang," Liu San bowed repeatedly, and then asked anxiously: "I wonder what kind of position Mr. Yang wants to promote Xiaodi?"

"That's how you're still anxious. What do you think of the position of senior prisoner?"

Soon, Liu San brought two bowls of wontons and a large bowl of chicken legs to Yang Ling. Yang Ling looked at Taoist Master Shenxu who was drooling aside and ordered Liu San: "I have had enough fun, Xiao Liu."

, go and put down the Taoist priest of kidney deficiency.”

Taoist Master Shenxu was put down, rubbed his swollen hands and feet, but he wanted to leave but refused to leave. His eyes were staring at the wontons in front of Yang Ling, and he swallowed his saliva desperately.

Yang Ling looked at Taoist Master Shenxu with his eyes slanted, and said with a smile: "I said you are a damn old Taoist, you are quite arrogant. Do you want me to invite you to eat a bowl of wontons in three or four?"

Yang Ling's words were heard in the ears of Taoist Master Shenxu, and it was like flying sounds outside the sky. He rushed to the table in one step, grabbed a bowl of wontons, grabbed a chicken leg with his hand, and feasted on it.

Yang Ling slowly ate wontons and asked, "I said, kidney deficiency!"

"Taixu, Taixu!" Taoist Master Shenxu hurriedly corrected his words.

"What do you care about me!" Yang Ling said angrily: "After all, you are an old man, why are you exposed and sent to prison?"

"It's not exposed!" Taoist Master Shenxu said hurriedly: "How could I expose my fortune-telling skills? But business is really difficult to do these days, so I have no choice but to sue myself and go into this

At least there is still a full meal in prison."

"It's cruel to yourself! A real man!" Yang Ling praised with a thumbs up, but said again: "But to the point of being at your level, why didn't you think about buying a piece of tofu to kill you? Besides, you are not claiming to be yourself

Are you superb in fortune-telling skills? Why didn’t you calculate it for yourself? When will you get rich?"

"Fortune-telling can only be counted as others, not as oneself. Just as the doctor said, it is the same thing that doctors do not treat themselves. Whenever it comes to self-concern, the mind becomes confused, the mind becomes confused.

Even if it is not accurate," Taoist Master Shenxu explained.

"Your explanation is barely reasonable." Yang Ling nodded, stopped talking, and continued to eat wontons.

When there was only one chicken leg left in the bowl, the conflict between the two broke out again.

"This last chicken leg is obviously for me to eat. I respect the elderly and love the young. Don't you know the principle of "a bald donkey?"

"I only respect my Buddha and only love my Buddha. What kind of thing do you think you are? Let go quickly, otherwise I will hit you!"

"Tell me, I will rely on how many days you have learned. I will be proud and blessed. If you have the ability, we will compare to fortune telling!"

"The boss said, I want to leave a job for you guys. I don't know if I'm going to calculate, otherwise do you think I'll be afraid of you?"

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In the end, Yang Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "Okay! No one is allowed to rob it! Give it to Xiao Liu, I'll help you in and out this night, I don't know how to thank you."

The two bastards looked at each other, then looked at Liu San at the same time, with hatred in their eyes.

Liu San said carefully: "Actually, I'm not hungry, so I'll leave it to the two masters for food."

Yang Ling sighed and said, "I think you still ate it. If you are fighting over by the two of them, you will be eaten by that mouse." Yang Ling pointed to a fat mouse not far away.