The host of quick time travel, she is hanging up

Chapter 241 I'm a Pot!

Facts have proved that the boss's integrity has exceeded Sui Pian's expectations.

What is it to change from a cat to a dog to a rabbit?
She has become a pot... a pot... a pot!

No hands, no feet, no body, only a round one that is bigger than her face... no, the purple-gold thin tire stew pot that was not as big as her face was bouncing in the golden light like a food bowl being arched by a dog of.

"Welcome to the errand." A bald young monk clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Monk, what are you doing?!" A manic female voice emerged from the purple gold pot, and the pot shook and covered the monk's face.

"When..." The sound of gold and iron is as steady and thick as evening drums and morning bells, and the lingering sound lingers in my mind.

The bottom of the alms bowl was in close contact with the monk's face. The soft purple gold made the monk's face reveal clear, upright and unyielding facial features under the purple gold bowl.

"Going on duty, please calm down." The monk was hit on the face by the bowl, his face remained motionless, and there was no abnormality.

"I'm a young girl trapped in such a pot, and you still tell me to calm down?! You can try it if you can stand and talk without back pain!" Sui Pian swayed up and down, flew around twice, and filled half of it in the bowl Basin of sand!

"It's a lesson from the superior, this is a bowl, not a pot." Fa Hai felt very helpless to have such an uneducated servant.

"I don't care if you are a pot or a bowl! Why can't I get my hands and feet out of this thing?" Sui Pian's possession doesn't care what the thing she possesses should look like, even a button can be twisted out of her limbs by her, even if it is The central unit can also climb out and dance!
Why is she still a bowl!
"This is the master's magic weapon. Only this golden light of Buddhism can protect the soul of Yin Chao. This is not an extraordinary object and cannot be easily changed in shape." Fa Hai looked at the rubbings of his facial features on the bottom of the alms bowl and opened his eyes. Talking nonsense!
"So I have to be round and ugly all the time?" Sui Pian's voice raised an octave, "I am also a beautiful girl after all! Have you ever seen a beautiful girl with a round body?!"

"Yin cha... Guigeng?" Yin cha was old or young before he died, but for those who can be a yin cha, no matter how long or short their yang life is, if they can have the yin cha's cultivation, their yin life is not short!No matter beautiful or not, female or not, there will be no less.

Sui Pian, who had just carried out a mission for 30 years, instantly became angry: "... Regardless of whether she is young or not, she is still a young girl! Wouldn't your conscience ache for such a young girl?!"

"Exorcising demons and catching ghosts, why waste this body? Just bury your conscience!" Fa Hai deserved to be upright and awe-inspiring.

"...Your shamelessness is quite like a protagonist, monk, you are also time-traveling, right?" Sui Pian felt that she could throw herself on the ground.

Fa Hai was puzzled: "What is crossing?"

"A kind of gold finger is standard for the protagonist... Monk, what do you care about so much?!" Sui Pian suddenly remembered that if the traverser didn't have a certificate, he must be a stowaway!If this monk discovers him, he will arrest everyone he sees!
Traveling without a license is never allowed!
"The poor monk's Dharma name is Fahai, and Yincha is called it that way. There are so many monks in the world, I am afraid that Yincha will mistake his identity."

"Fa... I'd better call you a monk. Your name always makes me want to beat you up. Who came up with your name? Is it against you?"

Seeing the name Suipian wanted to sing: Fahai, you don’t understand love, the Leifeng Pagoda will fall down, mile cluck lick mile lick~~~
But this Fahai doesn't have a white beard, he looks like a young man, with a square face, a tall and strong figure, and his bronze-colored slightly rough skin is very suitable for the windy and sandy place outside the Great Wall. If he grows his hair, he will look like a knight-errant Live like a monk.

"The poor monk Fazi, the abbot bestowed the word Hai, is there something wrong?" His face with Chinese characters was like a square, with a question mark in the square.

"No, there's nothing wrong with you, it's my problem." Sui Pian touched her conscience and asked herself, it was really only her problem.

It's just a matter of her wanting to hit him.

Fa Hai really didn't care whether Sui Pian was ironic or serious, and said seriously: "Since there is nothing wrong, then there is something wrong, let's go catch ghosts without delay?"

"Come on, let's go, let's go." Sui Pian didn't want to stay in this pot anymore!
too ugly!

It can hold half a basin of sand in just a circle!
The place where the monk catches ghosts is decorated with carved beams and paintings, and the rich family is beautiful. The hanging lanterns are exquisite, and the dim light is a little more charming. brothel.

Suipian turned the bowl to face Fa Hai, and poured out the sand contained in Fa Hai's face at the bottom of the bowl: "I didn't expect you to be such a monk..."

There was no embarrassment on the monk's face: "Why did the superior make such a statement?"

"A serious monk wouldn't come to a brothel, why are you so proficient?"

Going in stealthily and going upstairs to find someone in one go, even if the dark fragrance floating around is enchanting and enchanting, and if the eight winds are immovable, Sui Pian thinks it's impossible.

"It's the female ghost who lives in a brothel. If you want to catch her without letting anyone escape, you have to find her hiding place." Fa Hai explained, "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. If you don't enter the devil's cave, how can you catch the ghost? ?”

Generally, ghosts have a fixed range of activities. On the one hand, it is bound by obsession, and on the other hand, it is also related to various metaphysical factors such as the speed of Yin Qi accumulation.

But it's not absolute. Only ghosts with clear consciousness and good cultivation can run around. This is also the basic requirement for being a ghost.

This female ghost has been dead for 1000 years, and the place where she died has been changed for a long time. She can run around without the shackles of obsession, but there will still be places where she habitually stays and travels.

Just like when people arrive in a new city, they always need to rent a house and settle down.

"Residence in a brothel? This female ghost has a unique aesthetic."

The lower the bottom, the harder it is to survive, and the easier it is to go astray. After all, it is easier to fall than struggle.But the orphanage where Sui Pian lives has been established for more than 20 years. The orphans who leave the orphanage have difficulty in surviving and some get rich and peaceful, but none of them break the law and discipline, and there is not a single girl who is willing to fall into the dust. Education is inseparable.And the education for girls will naturally include warnings about a particular industry.

Sui Pian has been told about this profession since she was a child, and Sui Pian has a deep disdain for this profession.

Since you regard yourself as a commodity with a clearly marked price, don't blame others for thinking you are cheap.

If it is for survival, then there is nothing wrong with it, and if it is forced by others, it should not be harsh, so if it is a personal hobby, Sui Pian can't appreciate it.

Obviously, this brothel without any trace of Taoism can't trap her a thousand-year-old female ghost. The reason why she stays here can't be the former. The way is different, she doesn't conspire with each other, the three views don't agree, and she hasn't met yet. Very bad first impression.

"Monk, you are calm." Sui Pian turned over, with the bottom of the pot turned upside down, not looking at the chaos and beauty in the room.

So fragrant, so fragrant!Even if it's a pot, Sui Pian can see that the heart of the pot is about to move!
　There is no specific source of inspiration for the plot of this dungeon, but the male protagonist of this unit has a personal BGM "Let the Wine", "I am a rebellious young minister, and I don't believe in ghosts and gods or people."

　　Oh my god, this persona is too provocative!arrange!
　　When I first started writing this task, I heard another song... Li Yugang's version of "Chi Ling"!Therefore, the heroine's personal BGM is also available.

　　
　
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