my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 756 If you want it, you have to wait three months

Although the Halloween princess was killed and the torrent subsided, the impact of the flood did not recede, but intensified. The flood affected hundreds of thousands of people and had a huge impact.

Amei needs to form a fleet to transport Panjiazhuang's surplus food and distribute it to the victims, while also promoting high-yielding crops such as sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn.

This is a real event of benefiting the people.

In contrast, the bet between Jianglong and the immortals in the heaven is just a child's play.

Ninth pheasant, ninth villain, ninth beggar.

So what if they changed their predestined fate?

Not just three people!

However, the promotion of high-yield crops can save the world and the people, benefit the people all over the world in the East, and change the fate of all the people at the bottom who cannot eat enough.

Of course.

Whether you save people by helping the world or saving people one-on-one, you are doing good deeds.

The bet between Jianglong and the immortals also contains a deeper comparison, challenging the decadent fatalism of the heavens, and allowing the people who should be what they should be to escape the so-called doomed fate.

Man conquers the sky.

It is the final purpose of descending the dragon and arhat.

Guanyin Amei, who turned into a peasant woman, took the guards in Zhuangzi and used the mustard space to transport more than 500 million catties of grain.

Pan Haodong, who had nothing to do, went to the county seat with Luohan who had recovered his memory.

Unexpectedly, just after entering the city, I saw a very exciting scene.

At the corner ahead, a dense group of people walked over surrounded by a sedan chair.

To be precise, it should be a stretcher transformed from a bed board. The pink bed curtain was pulled open, and inside was the half-undressed girl Xiaoyu, the top brand of Yichun Courtyard.

Under his crotch, a man was lying in a big shape, foaming at the mouth, his face was black and blue, and he was twitching from time to time.

"What's it called? What the hell is your name Chun!"

"Stinky bitch, you are shameless! Scumbag!"

"What are you doing? You have the seeds."

"...I wonder if I will go home to see your mother!"

Xiaoyu yelled and cursed very fiercely.

The woman scolded her for being shameless, and the man took the opportunity to take a peek. Although he couldn't see much, he could always see something if he opened his eyes wide.

Seeing this scene, Pan Haodong couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

It doesn't matter that Xiaoyu is debauched, the problem is that this face is a bit imaginative with Xiaoqing and Xu Banxiang, although the similarity is not very high.

But that is also shocking!

"Fortunately, that man wasn't me, otherwise it would be an unjust death!"

"Well, even though that's the case, peony flowers are dead, and being a ghost is also romantic. Xiaoyu in Yichunyuan is still quite beautiful. She is proficient in playing, playing and singing, and her handicraft is very good."

"How do you know so clearly, have you studied it?"

"What! I'm talking about the rhythm..."

"I'm also talking about the rhythm, what are you talking about? I don't understand!"

Hear the discussion coming from the front.

Pan Haodong, who was getting more and more nervous in his heart, took a quick step to subdue the dragon, walked up to Xiaoyu who was resting on the ground, took out a gold ingot, and said, "Is this money enough to cover you for three months?"

"Enough, enough..." Xiaoyu nodded repeatedly.

"Then why don't you get up?" Pan Haodong said with a straight face and an unhappy tone.

He has no idea about Xiaoyu at all. He has been with Xiaoyu for three months, purely to change the other party, otherwise he will turn around and see Xiaoqing and Xu Banxiang, return to the world of Hong Kong, and see Ah'e and Amei's cousins.

Although Xiaoyu and them are not the same person, the similarity is only about 50%, but they are both played by the same person.

When watching a movie, you may find it funny, but in reality, it is impossible not to have a sense of shock.

"Oh~~ Young Master, I'll get up right now."

Xiaoyu stood up quickly, because she was wearing a long skirt, and when she got up, she didn't let the spectators eat tofu, but the person who was foaming at the mouth... don't worry about it.

Very spicy eyes.

Xiaoyu tidied up her dress, stepped forward to take the gold ingot, put it in her mouth and bit it, and after confirming that it was gold, she beamed and said, "My lord, where are we going to do it? Here, or another place?"

Pan Haodong: "..."

After receiving the money, he immediately provided the service, so professional!

"...Change somewhere."

Pan Haodong held back for a long time before choking out such a sentence.

……

Tea house.

On the second floor, by the window.

Luohan Jianglong sat on the right side of Pan Haodong, stared at Xiaoyu on the opposite side for a while, then turned his head and said, "Dongjun, you are the elder brother of Guanyin Bodhisattva, you should know that she is my goal, and the purpose of my descending this time is to To change the fate of her and the other two, can you transfer her to me?"

Xiaoyu heard the words, and said cursingly: "Fuck, my mother is not a commodity, how can you just turn it around? If you want my mother, you have to wait in line for three months. This three-month old lady belongs to Mr. Pan, so don't even think about it." …”

"Qinglong, you heard it all."

Pan Haodong shrugged, looking helpless.

"Brother, stop playing." Jiang Long said with a wry smile, "I don't believe you are interested in her."

"Hey~~ Do you know how to talk? My wife is so beautiful. How can Mr. Pan not be interested? If he is not interested, he will pay me ten taels of gold for three months?"

Xiaoyu is still very confident about her appearance. The Jianglong Arhat, who looks very bad, belittles herself so much, how can she hold her breath, and she just cursed at her throat.

As for descending to earth, Guanyin Bodhisattva and so on, she directly ignored them.

Bragging!Who wouldn’t?

"Jianglong, Xiaoyu, I'll help you change her, and you'll be in charge of the other two."

Pan Haodong has already made up his mind to change Xiaoyu's character, and will no longer let her do the job she is destined to do, not for others, but for his own heart.

Changing Xiaoyu is actually very simple.

Just find a good husband for Xiaoyu.

Of course, it is definitely not possible to introduce Zhu Dachang, the beggar of the ninth generation, to her like in the original movie. The chance of success is very slim.

If it really doesn't work.

Then he can only use means and spiritual power to make Xiaoyu reincarnate in his dream until he sees through the man and becomes a nun.

"Dongjun, no way."

Jianglong Arhat pointed to the sky, and sighed, "It is a bet between me and the immortals to change the fate of Xiaoyu and others, and I can't do it to others."

Pan Haodong waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about the bet, let me ask you, do you think the bet is important, or is it important to change Xiaoyu's fate?"

"Of course it is important to change the fate of Xiaoyu and the others, so that the gods in the sky can see clearly that fate is not static, and we cannot be indifferent to the tragic things that happen in the world just because God has destined them."

Subduing Dragon Arhat answered without hesitation.

This bet is not a gamble in essence, but an experience in the world of Luohan who descended from the dragon, and experienced a deeper level of human suffering.

Pan Haodong asked: "Since you know what is most important, why bother with a bet?"

Jiang Long was startled, thought about it for a while, and felt that this was the reason, and then said respectfully: "Dong Jun, what you taught me is that I was the one who made a fool of myself."

"Just understand. Go and do your work. I'm going to Yichun Courtyard."

Pan Haodong stood up and snapped his fingers at Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu, who had been eavesdropping on the two, stood up instinctively and hugged the customer's arm; "Mr. Pan, listening to your conversation, you seem to be gods? Are you bragging?"

"You'll find out soon."

(End of this chapter)