"Myojin, can you really grow hair if you become a monk?"

This question came out of Master Shenjingbing's mouth and entered Qin Ming's ears, which immediately surprised Qin Ming.

Can a monk grow hair?where are you playing
Then Qin Ming turned his head to look, the group in front of him was a bit familiar.
"You are that. Aren't you that who?"

Master Shenjingbing nodded.

"That's right, Myojin, I am me, different fireworks!"

"Yes! It's you, you are the statuette!"

Qin Ming finally remembered where he had seen him before, and remembered that it was a long, long time ago
In a tomb!
Master Shenjingbing's face darkened. Originally, he had planned that if Qin Ming could provide the secret to hair growth, he would be lighter when he beat him later.

That's right, just be lighter. As for letting Qin Ming go?That is impossible!
"Qin Ming.!!!"

At this moment, Master Shenjingbing could no longer control the prehistoric power in his body, the aura of the peak level 20 burst out directly, and the brick in his hand appeared and slowly lifted above his head.

"I can't think of it, now I am not the same as before, this time I"

"What are you?"

Before Shenjing Bing could speak, the aura that belonged to the 38th level of Qin Ming was exuded directly. The overwhelming terrifying coercion made him unable to utter a single word.

"Myojin. I. I'll show you an iron head kung fu."

With a bang, Master Shenjingbing directly smashed the brick in his hand on his bald head.
If it wasn't for the bright red color being too dazzling, Qin Ming would have almost believed it.

"Why are you bothering. Ami Tofu!"

Hearing the words, Shenjing Bing had a wry smile on his face. Under Qin Ming's gaze just now, if he didn't kill him, it might not be as simple as bleeding a little.

It's just that there is only one question that I can't figure out. When the two separated before, Qin Ming was only at level 8.
How long has it been?This is level 38, not level 18!

God is so unfair
At this time, the little monk Zhengjing who had been standing behind Qin Ming came up, picked up a handkerchief and placed it on Master Shenjingbing's head.

"Amitabha, the donor should wipe it off."

"If you continue to flow, you may die!"

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a Myojin, and the younger brother behind him is all carved out of the same mold, and he is too good at chatting.

"Ahem, next we have a very important task, let's talk as we walk!"

"Master, where are we going?"

"Of course I'll go buy a carriage first!"

Originally, Qin Ming wanted to talk about buying a good horse, but suddenly realized that Liu Shuang'er was a woman after all, and riding a horse was inconvenient, so it was better to buy a carriage.

In this way, the four of them came directly to the horse market in Dunhuang City.

"Bring out your best carriage here!"

Faced with such an arrogant big boss, the boy in the horse market was shocked.

This is going to be released!
"Guest officer, please~"

"I don't know what needs the guest officer has for the function of the carriage?"

While leading the way, the boy inquired about Qin Ming's preferences.

Because this Qin Ming was at the forefront among the four, he must be the person in charge among the four.

"Well, it's better to be bigger, stronger, and better soundproof."

"anything else?"

“The soundproofing is better.”

"Guest officer, I understand."

Anna May: (⌒_⌒;)
Shenjing Bing: Convex (`0) Convex

Zhengjing: "Amitabha~"

Not long after, among the many carriages, Qin Ming finally found the one he liked.
"That's it!"

The boy looked in the direction of Qin Ming's finger, and a resplendent and magnificent carriage appeared in his field of vision.

The entire carriage is made of golden nanmu, and the wheels are polished with natural rubber. The furnishings in the carriage are very complete, and what makes Qin Ming most satisfied is the big bed.

Although the entire carriage is spliced ​​and reorganized from multiple parts, it is completely natural and does not appear abrupt at all.

Seeing Qin Ming's choice, the boy immediately regained his spirits.

"The guest officer has such a good eye!"

"This is the best carriage in our shop, and it was famous in ancient times."

"The famous one is the one who built it by himself!"

"Is it the famous blacksmith Ou Zhizi?"

Seeing the troubled look on the boy's face, Qin Ming couldn't help reminding him.

The boy's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he kept nodding his head in agreement.

"The guest officer's eyesight is really amazing. I was young and wanted to keep a low profile, but I never wanted to be seen through by the guest officer at a glance!"

"Okay, let's get down to business, how do you sell this carriage?"

"Do not sell!"

"If you don't want to sell it, what a joke!"

Hearing this, the boy also had a look of embarrassment.

"Guest officer, it's not that they don't sell them. The main reason is that the small ones can't make the decision. You should ask the shopkeeper."

After hearing this, Qin Ming also looked at the boy in surprise.

"Then what are you waiting for? Don't ask!"

"Little one. I can't go away!"

Obviously, the servant is also very worried about whether Qin Ming and the others will steal the carriage directly after he leaves. Although the carriage at this time is just a frame and does not have horses, but in this era, a carriage without horses cannot go Yet?

Qin Ming also saw the boy's worry, and the aura of level 38 was directly revealed.

"Do you think in my realm, if I really want to steal the carriage, can you stop it?"

In the next second, the boy ran away in an instant. He was cursing while running.

"I'm sick, come to buy a carriage at level 38, you can't fly!"

Qin Ming also shook his head in embarrassment, knowing that before he waited for others, there were two monks, a woman and a statuette.

So before coming to Mashi, Zheng Jing was asked to change into ordinary people's clothes, and he also changed back to a doctor's robe.

By the way, I also customized a Taoist robe for Shenjingbing. You must know that a 200-jin pork belly is always around, which is really eye-catching.

So he was treated as an ordinary person by this boy.

Otherwise, there would be no need for him and Zheng Jing to go out, and the little golden man alone would be able to blind everyone's eyes.

"Zhengjing, do you have any money with you?"

As if thinking of something, Qin Ming asked the little monk Zhengjing.

"Amitabha, money is something outside the body!"

"Then in the next few days, are you planning to go whoring for nothing?"

"Master, it's because of you."

"So...you fucking want to whore for nothing, right?"

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