Don’t get me wrong, immortals are all simple and unpretentious!

Li Wudao was afraid of him and only wanted to see what this dead bald donkey could do to him.

But he saw the bald donkey take off his cassock, put down his rosary, rolled up his sleeves, walked slowly to Li Wudao, turned around and looked at the old bustard, "In that case, how the female donor wants to punish him, the old monk will take it for her!"

Li Wudao: "..."

This old bald donkey is definitely sick, seriously ill.

"Zen Master Liaoyin, you are an eminent monk of Prajna Temple. How dare the slave family do anything to you?"

The madam smiled like a daisy, obviously a little wary of the identity of Zen Master Liaoyin.

"But there's no harm in beating me!" The old monk lowered his eyebrows and clasped his hands together, as if he was going to beat me soon.

"Bang!" The old bustard's man didn't move, but Li Dashian did, and hit the old bald donkey with a headbutt on the back of his head.

Damn, now you are pretending to be compassionate. I want you to save me?

His forehead collided heavily with the back of the monk's head. Li Wudao felt that his mind went blank, as if he had hit a stone. Along with the severe pain, he even started to bleed.

On the other hand, the monk found that he was fine. He turned around and said with a concerned look on his face: "Donor, please be patient and don't be impatient. The old monk will definitely save you from danger."

"Take off your spicy neighbor!" Li Wudao was angry, "Bang bang bang!" The two foreheads kept hitting each other. After more than ten times, Li Daxian's forehead was bloody and his face was covered with blood.

The monk Liao Yin was still fine, with a concerned look on his face, "Amitabha, don't be angry, donor. Anger will harm your body. Anger will harm your body..."

Li Wudao had to admit that he had met a player who was more pretentious than himself. This guy was a tough guy. No wonder he dared to stand up and take a beating for him.

Seeing Li Wudao's silence, Zen Master Liaoyin turned around and said, "Female donor, please take action."

The old bustard's face was uncertain, and he finally took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart, "Old Zen Master was joking. For your sake, let's let this matter go."

"Amitabha, the merits of the female donor are immeasurable!" The monk put on his cassock, put on his bracelets, and kept them in place like a green pine. His eyebrows were lowered, his eyes were looking at his nose, his nose was looking at his heart, and he was mumbling something.

The madam had become accustomed to his behavior and said with a wry smile: "Master, I don't know what you want to change today?"

"Transform her." Monk Liaoyin raised his eyelids and pointed his slender fingers at one person, Liuli.

The jaws of the onlookers all dropped in shock, and the corners of the old bustard's mouth twitched. This was because the monk was a very different kind of existence in Qingtian County. Regardless of wind or rain, he would come out to beg for alms every day, and he would only visit three houses.

The other monks all wanted what they were given, but this eminent monk would just order whatever he wanted, whether it was the donkey from his employer or the dog from the west, as long as he liked it, he would just order it.

Some people refused at first, but the result was that those things would disappear that night.

After going back and forth, everyone knew that this old monk from Prajna Temple was not easy to mess with, and he basically gave him whatever he wanted.

Every now and then he would come to Hongxiu to add fragrance, sometimes turning into wine, sometimes turning into some silver coins, but today something was a little outrageous, this old monk actually wanted to turn into a girl!

Could it be that he is tired of the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha and wants to experience the love between men and women in the human world?

The old bustard forced a smile and said, "Old Zen Master is joking, you are a monk, what's the use of having a little girl?"

"Don't say it, don't say it..." Monk Liaoyin had a profound expression on his face, which was as high as ten stories high. He had the attitude that if you don't give it to me, I will stay here and not leave.

The old bustard felt very sad, but thought that if the old monk hadn't taken action, Liuli would have been taken away. What's more, based on past experience, even if he didn't give it, the monk would have been able to take Liuli away at night.

There used to be a rich man in the county who did not believe in evil and hired dozens of guards to guard the heirloom glazed Buddha statue. However, early the next morning, the glazed Buddha statue disappeared out of thin air. This incident caused an uproar in the entire Qingtian County.

The old bustard gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, Zen Master just take the person away."

"Amitabha, the merits of the female benefactor are immeasurable." The old monk said the Buddha's name and looked at the panic-stricken Liuli. As if a spell had been cast, Liuli followed the old monk with a dull expression and took out her red sleeves to add fragrance.

Facing the old bustard who immediately changed his face, Li Wudao wanted to remind the old monk, did you forget to take me away?

In the backyard of Hongxiu Tianxiang, a person was tied upside down to a big pine tree. "Bah, bang, bang!" Two big men took turns to fight, and the sound of whips came and went. The one who was whipped was none other than Li Daxian.

"You've blinded your dog's eyes, and you didn't ask me who Hua Niang is. You dare to come to Hongxiu Tianxiang for excitement. Beat me, beat me hard!" The old bustard held his arms, spitting stars flying all over the sky, and was broken. His fingers were still splinted.

"Hua Niang, if you beat me again, it will be cooked. I can smell the smell of meat..." The man holding the whip was a little embarrassed. He had been beating for an hour. He didn't know whether he was tired from the beating. Anyway, his arms were Can't lift it up.

Hua Niang took one look at the man. His whole body was covered with blood and flesh. It was really miserable. Finally, she felt compassion. She weighed the sixty taels of silver found from the man in her hand and said, "Oh, Hua Niang, I am such a person." Just sprinkle some salt on it and expose it to the sun for three days. If it doesn't die, let it go."

Two strong men: "..."

Li Wudao: "..."

The green snake's mouth and the needle in the wasp's tail are not poisonous, but they are most poisonous to a woman's heart! This was true at all. If the hemp rope hadn't been tied tightly, Li Wudao felt that he could have rushed over and killed the old bustard.

After Hua Niang left, the two big men were kind-hearted. They sprinkled some salt on Li Wudao and left cursingly.

In the hot summer, pain is a trivial matter. The key is that some wounds attract flies, which is a bit annoying.

What the hell is this? He came out to find out some news, but he was all bruised and bruised. The outfit he bought with ten taels of silver was also ruined. Even his money bag was stolen by the old madam.

Fortunately, I bought a hundred steamed buns before leaving. Old Man Xue and the others should not starve to death. Old chicken lady, I and you are at odds with each other. The stubborn Li Wudao rubbed his back against the tree trunk, rubbing it down like a snake. , looked at the sun, and estimated that we could get out of trouble before dark.

"Damn, it's finally out!" As the sky grew dark, Li Wudao cursed. His upper body had been separated, leaving only two legs still tied to the tree trunk.

Seeing victory right before his eyes, suddenly, a black shadow flashed out, "Whoosh!" The green silk soft sword passed between Li Daxian's legs, the rope broke, and Li Wudao hit the ground head first...

"Do you believe it or not, I can get out of trouble myself?" Li Wudao struggled to sit up and leaned on the tree trunk, with his left leg curled up and his right leg arched, with a calm expression on his face.

The woman in black still covered her face with black cloth and narrowed her eyes, "How about my aunt ties you back again?"

"Ahem, forget it, don't get any blood on your hands..." The bridesmaids don't understand humor, Li Wudao coughed twice, "Are you here specifically to save my young master?"