Chapter 84: Old man's mind
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My Teacher is Sun Wukong
- Fu Ouran
- 1211 characters
- 2021-02-25 03:24:31
Xiao Fei was at the top of the house, directly saw her uniform underneath, a touch of snow on the chest and the deep gully, could not help but impulsive. Plus, I remembered the thing that the female ‘monster’ seduce in the morning. The little monk below just got up and stood up straight on her handsome face.
"Ah!" Xiao Qianrou exclaimed, raising his head and glaring at him. She never thought that the little monk had this evil mind in this critical situation. At the beginning, Xiao Fei said that when she couldn't afford less money, she felt that this monk was greedy for money, and now she gave her a lustful impression, which is simply to the extreme.
At the same time, several bullets outside were shot on Xiao Fei.
"Hey!"
The bullet hit him, and he actually fell down, but Xiao Fei still sat without a problem.
Xiao Xinghua and Xiao Qianrou were shocked. They clearly saw the small monk shot, but they did not have any painful expression, and the wind was light.
The opportunity was fleeting, Xiao Fei helped them block the bullets, and the gunman had no chance. The Jeep car finally opened to safety. Xiao Xinghua looked back at the top of the building and the gunman disappeared.
"Little brother, you... really got to the realm of the guru, and became a King Kong not bad god, even the bullets can not wear the body!" After the safety, Xiao Xinghua said with excitement. In the past, he only heard that the guard of the chairman had reached the realm of the legendary master. I did not expect him to see another master today!
And Xiao Qianrou is also very shocking, the bullets are not wearing the body? This is simply subverting her worldview. She didn't even know Guwu before, but today, she not only saw it, but also saw the strongest of Guwu.
"He is so young, he is even better than his grandfather! How did he practice?" At this time, Xiao Qianrou's impression of the little monk was better.
"I said, I am not practicing ancient martial arts, but another cultivator." Xiao Fei did not disclose all of it with Xiao Xinghua, but said concealedly.
"No matter what, you have saved my old man's life today, you are the benefactor of our Xiao family. After you have sent something, Xiao's children will try to satisfy you!" Xiao Xinghua said gratefully.
"Amitabha, save one's life and win the seven-level floating squad. These are the donors that the little monk should do without thanks." Xiao Fei said.
The jeep stopped in the courtyard and then followed Xiao Xinghua into his home. His home is very simple and elegant, with a little old style. It is full of precious mahogany furniture, and the modern facilities of Lin Xiaowu’s home are very different.
In Xiao Fei's opinion, his family is not as luxurious as Lin Xiaowu. Of course, this is also his eyes, can't see how much the furniture is worth? In modern society, the new things are not worth the money. The more ancient things are, the higher the price.
"Little brother, please!" said the old man.
"The donor, the furniture in your home looks pretty good!" Xiao Fei said, seeing some of these old antique furniture, Xiao Fei has a kind of intimacy, and seems to see the ruined bench and the shabby futon inside Lingjue Temple.
After that, I picked up a lamp and touched it a few times. After coming out for so long, I happened to see these old things and let him miss the temple.
"Little monk, don't touch things, beware of broken, you can't afford it!?" Xiao Qianrou stunned Xiao Fei and said ironically. I don't know why, she is not a cold to Xiao Fei, I think that although he is good at martial arts, but greed is not a good person.
"Shantou, how do you talk to the little master? I treat him as a little brother, you should respect him like the elders!" Xiao Xinghua frowned and scolded.
"Grandpa, do you really want to be like a young urchin, and a brother who is a few decades old?" Xiao Qianrou said dissatisfiedly, "And doing things is not an adult style, he is five or six years younger than me, you Let me treat him as an elder?"
"On the way to martial arts cultivation, there is no difference in age, only the strong and the weak." Xiao Xinghua scolded.
"Beauty sister, hurry to call a 'Little Grandpa' to listen to?" Xiao Fei also intends to tease her.
"I don't call!" Xiao Qianrou said reluctantly. "It's called a beautiful sister, and let me call you a little grandfather. I don't know what the seniors are."
"Hey!" Xiao Fei was speechless, and he also noticed his own illness.
"This girl!" The old man said embarrassedly to Xiao Fei. "She is my great granddaughter. His father has only one daughter like her, so he has spoiled him since he was a child. You should not care about him."
"She is my granddaughter, I will not care about him." Xiao Fei said proudly. Seeing that this beautiful woman is angry, but she can't help herself, he feels happy, but also deliberately speaks to her.
"You are a monk..." Xiao Qian said with a very angry voice, "I am five or six years younger than me, you... can have such a big granddaughter! I have not said it to you, one is A monk who is greedy for money, one is an old urchin!"
Finished, go straight out.
"Little Master, what do you think of my granddaughter?" Xiao Xinghua asked, and the eyes seemed to be pointing out.
He made some mistakes in the elderly and had the meaning of combining Xiao Fei and his granddaughter. Although Xiao Fei seems to be a monk, when he was in the car, he saw the little monk staring at her chest.
Moreover, in the ancient martial arts, many people joined the Buddhist temple just to learn Buddhism and become a disciple of Shaolin. In the end, they will all be vulgar, and then they will marry their children. This little monk is now the realm of the master. If the granddaughter can put him on the ship of Xiao, then Xiao can be safe and secure from then on.
In the army, a powerful Guwu master is worth the strength of the ten divisions. Because they are on the battlefield, they are basically immortal. And there is a guru's protection, and those senior generals are safe and secure.
During the War of Resistance, there was only one guru who was responsible for protecting the chairman. It is conceivable how great the value of the guru is.
And the little monk helps himself to change the air, and he has to help himself get rid of the toxins in the body and let him live for a few more years. This kind of reinvention is such that it is not an exaggeration for the granddaughter to make an appointment with him. In addition, for the granddaughter, following a master is obviously better than following a rich family.
In love, he feels that it is very reasonable to combine them. However, from the age point of view, Xiao Fei is five or six years old, and the two may have a generation gap. It seems that this is the biggest obstacle.