Chapter 375: Deserve it

Chai Mantian was emotional and looked at Shi Kong with a smile on his face, saying, "When it comes to play, which is not the case for men and women in this world. Although you are already a monk, after all, you are affectionate and so young. It ’s hard to get rid of the vulgar, I'm afraid you already know this, haha ​​... "
In the gangster laughter, Chai Mantian's face was more prostitute, and he squeezed the small eyes of the colorless again. I don't know what senses can be used to admire the beautiful man in front of him.
The small eyes were unwilling, and squeezed out of the stern face, staring at the "phoenix horns."
Shi Kong looked at Chai Mantian's insignificant appearance, disgusted and disdain, and secretly cursed.
He couldn't ignore it and coped with it casually: "The word of the master is reasonable. From childhood to age, which one doesn't like to play, it is beyond reproach."
The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional. When Chai Wantian heard the words, the monk might really have this intention. If so, it would be easy.
He looked at Shi Kong and tentatively said, "Son, you are not lonely, do you play with others?"
"Yeah, playing is human nature. It's easy and happy. No one doesn't pursue it. I can't be refined."
The wolf laughed. The love of men and women is indeed natural, and no one can be refined, including this little monk.
It seems that he guessed very well. This man was wearing a monk's clothes, but he had a flower heart, and the rules of the Buddhist door could not prevent the inborn nature. He already knew this.
He had a deeper bottom in his heart. Even so, the next thing was inevitable, and everything was in his mind.
Chai Wantian looked at Shi Kong with emotions. The young monk was very good-looking, but he was too vulgar. He was no better than himself.
He sighed: "Yeah, the son is right. This is indeed nature, and it is also the nature of men and women. No one can change it, including me and you."
The jackal already knew that his ability to release the air was so strong that no one could beat him. He wanted to subdue him first, and then do whatever he wanted. It now seems that there is no need to use any more means, and this beautiful man also likes this matter, and he is a little worried.
He didn't want to do it any more, and then he did what he wanted to do. What would be more interesting.
The rare "phoenix horn" is about to come. The jackal doesn't want to talk nonsense anymore, and the evil spirit is urging. He has to seize the good times, vent his anger against charming beautiful men, and the anger of losing beautiful women.
He looked at Shi Kong with a sullen expression, and said, "My son, let's play now and save the loneliness."
Shi Kong glanced at him and said lightly: "Okay, as long as the donor is happy, just play if you want to play, and the little monk is accompanied. But let's do the business first, give me one hundred or two silver, and then follow you. meaning."
"No rush, no rush, it's not too late to wait a hundred and twenty days. You can rest assured that the master speaks absolutely counts, and there is no shortage of a single article."
He was thinking of ghosts in his heart, so let's not count it until then. This one hundred and twenty silver is my lifeblood. How can I take it away? It's not bad to give you two or eight.
Shi Kong forced: "No, I need it now, otherwise I'm uneasy. How can I play with the master?"
The wolf's expression shook, and he felt like a stab in the sword, his heart trembling.
He was very angry, thinking to himself: "This monk is like the Qinglou woman, and he also wants to see Yin dedicated.
It's pretty scheming. What can I do for you, you are already in my house, if you are not satisfied with it, you will not want to take a penny. Even if I can be satisfied, I can only give you a little bit of things. How can it be a hundred or two? How can Baihuahua's silver be so profitable. "
Prompted by the release, the Jackal Wolf had to promise to pay the silver despite heartache, otherwise good things would be difficult to achieve.
He lamented secretly: "Mei Jiao Niang has disappeared and can no longer lose the young monk. Otherwise, it will be a waste of time to spend money, isn't it my life."
Chai Mantian spent such a large price to obtain a beautiful man comparable to the rare horns, and his evil heart was as bite-stricken as it was miserable.
There is no way, he is a perverted satyr, already obsessed with this little monk, in order to get the coveted beautiful man and satisfy the twisted heart, he can only bear it hard.
Chai Mantian handed over one hundred and two pieces of silver to Shikong. Not only was his hand shaking, the twisted heart was shaking, but he was also tortured by the pain of blood, unbearable.
He murmured secretly: "Hum, you want to take this money, dream it. I will make you happy for a while, and then take it back later. Really not, I will kill you, and never let you take my money.
When Shi Kong got the silver, he had a bottom in his heart and immediately tied the parcel to his body.
Chai Mantian was a little surprised, and hurriedly discouraged: "Why son, why do you bring this silver, it is inconvenient to play. Put it here first, and bring it when you leave."
Shikong smiled scornfully: "It doesn't matter, it will not affect the play, the little monk will play with the donor until he is satisfied."
The jackal could not be discouraged, a moment of heartache, and his expression changed greatly. It seemed that the silver had been returned to others, not a decimal, it was a hundred or two.
He murmured secretly, instructed the family members to withdraw, closed the door again, and walked across with a sly look, to vent the anger and pain on the beautiful man.
Release is still full of fog, I don't know what this guy is going to do and how to play.
He flashed to the side and said, "The donor, the house is small and inconvenient to play, it is better to go to the yard. It is spacious, and you and I can do whatever you want.
The Jackal was surprised when he heard this, and thought: "This little monk really wants to be open, so unexpected, this is a treacherous thing. Even the women in the blue house have to keep tabs, and dare not hide." He is even more so than the girl in the blue house. He is not afraid of others watching. It is too unusual. "
Shi Kong looked at Chai Wantian and saw him silent, not knowing what ghost idea was in his heart.
The jackal snorted quietly: "It seems that he is indeed a monk, and it is true to seek happiness under the cloak of Buddhist doors, but today I found the wrong person. Well, this kind of person is more attentive and I can let go Play hard, maybe not funny in the sun. "
Seeing that he still didn't say anything, Shi Kong smiled lightly and said, "Don, you don't want to go outside to play, just be here. Even though it's smaller, it won't let you down."
The jackal immediately waved his hand: "No, no, since the boy likes to be outside, I will be with you."
Chai Mantian was very excited and got up to the yard. He could not let his family watch it, nor could they let them peek.
He saw the family members have disappeared from sight before closing the courtyard with a smile
Towards towards the air.
Release is still puzzled, what is this guy going to do?
He flashed and said, "Don't worry, donor, we haven't said how to play yet."
Chai Mantian's eyes glared, "I have spent money. I want to play as much as I want. Is there any good discussion?"
His face was full of obscenity, and he also had a sloppy look. His coat of good deeds and good deeds had long been thrown aside, just like buying a joke in a blue house, there was no discussion.
Shikong is still in the dark. So what is this guy going to do?
He shook his head and said, "This is a matter of two people. It is reasonable to talk about it. Since the donor has his own ideas, then it is up to you, the little monk is here to accompany you. Let ’s say, let ’s use weapons, or just With fists? "
Chai Wantian was puzzled and couldn't help but stop: "What, weapon? Fist?"
"Yeah, the donor can play whatever he wants. It's okay to come with both together, and listen to respect."
"This ... this ... is there any reason!" The jackal frowned, his face angrily, "It's not a fight, how can you say that?"
Shi Kong snorted and stared at the bully with an angry expression: "The donor, the little monk can only play this way, watch the fist!"
As soon as the words fell, he didn't wait for a reply, and fisted his hands together.
The jackal was beaten up by a ghost crying and tumbling.
While venting his anger, Shi Kong said, "Wolf, you play really well, it looks very happy. Well, the little monk will work harder to accompany you and make you happy."
He was full of anger and showed no mercy, his fists added, and they fell like raindrops.
Chai Mantian didn't waste his thoughts or white flowers, and this "playing" did experience the taste of life being worse than death, as much as losing the silver. However, it is not the young monk who tastes the taste, but himself.
Although the family members have already left here, they have also heard the shouts in the courtyard. They have all learned the advantages of the young monk. No one dared to find a fight or have the ability to save the master. They feared that after the master blame, they quietly avoided.
Where could Chai Mantian's body be so severely beaten, he soon collapsed to the ground, unconscious and unconscious.
Shi Kong exhaled a sigh of anger, watched the motionless wolf scold a few words, and then stood up, leaving the house to leap forward, leaving nowhere in sight.
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When Zhang Yunyan returned, things were over, and Shi Kong was long away from this place. It is a pity that the two of them missed the chance to meet each other.
After leaving Baiyuzhuang, Zhang Yunyan came along all the way, thinking of the young monk beating Chai Mantian, he would think of relief, feeling envious and envious.
Although Yun Yan didn't see the true meaning of Shikong, he was deeply impressed. He is a comrade in the Devil's Cave, a good friend with a life-and-death relationship, and a benefactor of the Buddha.
What she remembered most was that the voice of Shi Kong's speech was very similar to that of Jiaxiang's brother, so she had another thought and longing. She would like to go with Shikong often, and be able to comfort the loss of her fiance.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yunyan smiled silently, this is impossible, it is delusional. She remembered very clearly that in the cave of Jiuyou Shengjun, in the Suiyuan cave, she had persuaded the emptiness to return to vulgarity, but she heard negative words. 2k novel reading network