Laugh to death, there are no ordinary people at all

I muttered to myself: "Is there finally a place for the Heart Sutra in the world of pop music?"

Gojo-sensei looked at me.

"Ok?"

"Look, all the monks have come to the KTV. Isn't he here to sing scriptures? Isn't he going to sing "The Action Program of the Cruel Angels"?"

Gojo Wujo couldn't help laughing until he was hanging.

"So I'd like to hear him sing, Jay, do you want to sing to me?"

The monks are all acquaintances of Mr. Wujo?

Me: "No, I don't want to come to KTV and I have to be pure-hearted and ascetic..."

Hearing Mr. Wutiao's words, the monk in cassock suddenly turned his head and showed an expression like an old man on the subway looking at his mobile phone, as if to say, 'What nonsense are you talking about again? '.

The black hair is still handsome, but the slender eyes always give people the feeling of 'bad intentions'.

It's not 'malicious' or 'filthy', but it's like thinking about things that are not good for ordinary people.

The monks are all acquaintances of Mr. Wujo?

This friendship is wide enough.

"You really look the same."

Teacher Wutiao didn't know whether to say it was a sigh or a sad expression on his face: "It's you, it's fine if you don't know how to sing scriptures, but your taste is still as bad as ever."

The squinting-eyed monk on the opposite side: "This is a necessary preparation for the great cause - how good do you think you are?"

"It's really not that good, it's just 20 shirts."

Is it true that someone would throw almost one-third of their monthly salary on a shirt?

I was blown away by the amount of information in the words I heard.

It's not that I'm surprised that someone can afford it, but I'm surprised that someone actually uses this shirt as a daily wear.

Wutiao teacher is unfathomable.

Thinking of the vague memory that I almost cried with Wutiao teacher just now, I began to recall whether I wiped my tears on his clothes.

……I think should not be.

Xia Youjie snorted: "That's why you are so annoying, Wu."

It will always be like this, things that others have worked so hard to do or want to get, are as readily available to him as commodities in a vending machine.

"Why, it's annoying because you came here in the middle of the night to spoil the fun." Mr. Wutiao smiled and said disgusting words.

"This level is obviously just to add to the fun."

"After all, I can't bear this level, and it will be difficult for me." The squint-eyed monk and Wutiao teacher exchanged the confused words that others heard.

To say that they are very familiar with each other, this dialogue seems a bit sharp.But to say that their relationship is not good, this kind of familiar attitude and the words that are obviously sure that the other party can understand what they are expressing can't get along without a tacit understanding for three or five years.

"That's true. If I can't even deal with comedians of this level, it will be very difficult for me as a teacher." Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement.

"A comedian?" Xia Youjie changed from squinting to opening his eyes.

"Yeah, if you ask me, Jie, you have to keep up with the times, don't always look like an old antique half buried in the soil."

He spread his hands and exaggeratedly sighed, "It's too old-fashioned to make you look like a comedian, so I'm the only one who doesn't dislike you."

It is true that this kind of pediatric stuff is not even entertainment after dinner for Wu, but why does it make people so angry when he says this?

"Also, choose the same place repeatedly, are you a sentimental person who wants to go on a parade of holy places? Why don't I remember that you have such a preference." Gojo Satoru's mouth was still chattering like a machine gun.

I looked at the monk opposite and felt annoyed for him.

Although I still can't understand what charades they are playing.

However, the man dressed as a monk was still smiling and not angry at all.

Continue to sing with Mr. Wutiao as if you come and go.

"I'm sorry to disturb the two of you talking about the old days."

At this moment, Minano Hideichi stepped forward and interrupted the meaningful interaction between the two, "But we have to go to work tomorrow, so we will leave first."

The red-haired young man is handsome and polite.

No matter the tone or attitude, there is nothing wrong with it.

……right.

I have to go to work tomorrow.

When I realized this, I turned my face and suddenly lost all thoughts.

What do they say about the past, what does it have to do with me, a social animal who has to go to work tomorrow?

The earth will not be destroyed, and social animals will not leave work.

What's the matter, let's talk about it after the earth is destroyed.

Damn, I haven't drunk so much for a long time, I don't know if I will have a hangover and headache tomorrow.

I looked at Maojing and Quankai, who were also drunk and dizzy, and felt that the work efficiency of the three of us must be worrying tomorrow-I hope we won't be caught and deducted from wages.

The squint-eyed monk named 'Jie' raised his voice with a smile. "The famous Tibetan horse still cares about this?"

Tibetan horse?Who is Tibetan Horse?

I am at a loss.

It doesn't matter, I didn't respond, and the others were also very dazed.Inukai and Maojing looked around subconsciously.

Can vaguely hear them muttering 'Hidden horses?What?That Tibetan horse is here! ? '

No one responded for a long time, and the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

Calling the wrong name in public is too embarrassing. If it were someone as confident as me who called the wrong person, I might end up with two rooms and one living room on the spot.

I looked at the monk on the opposite side, and somehow felt embarrassed for him.

Xia Youjie: "..."

Are monsters so hypocritical now?Do you have to call a human name by wearing human skin?

After a while, my beautiful colleague sighed and said, "If you have nothing else to say, let's really go first this time - after all, not everyone is like you fuckers who do it every day. It's all flexible working."

Gojo Satoru covered his mouth and turned his head to laugh.

Xia Youjie would also be laughed out of anger.

What qualifications do you, a thousand-year-old monster, have to say that I am engaged in sex?

"The majestic monster—"

"Chuan Ping, you must stay away from these people who engage in sex, you know?"

Nanye Shuichi suddenly turned his head, and warned me with a serious face, "They are all out of their minds, and they pretend that there are demons and ghosts in the world."

Xia Youjie shut up instantly.

There is no way to go on with this, if he said 'the majestic fox hides the horse' at this time, he would hit the opponent's trick.

Of course, he can ignore the opinions of one or two monkeys, but he can't let Wu and those monsters see the joke.

"I know, this is their old way of deceiving people."

I nodded, deeply understanding.

"Anyway, ordinary people can't do it, they can do it. You're doomed."

As I spoke, I glanced at Mr. Wutiao. That person named Yiguyouta also wanted to use this trick to trick Xianglai away from my house.

"By the way, what's the name they teach." I have to write it down and avoid it later.

"It's called Pan Xing Sect."

Teacher Wutiao kindly provided the answer.

Without even thinking about it, I just said: "Ah, it's that Xingjiao who can't even handle a haunted house!"

I tried my best to turn my sluggish mind back to what the drunk uncle mentioned not long ago when he was arguing with the dog breeder.

"Being beaten up by some haunted hot spring villa or something."

Hearing my words, Mr. Wutiao's face changed. He stepped back exaggeratedly, with a look of regret: "Jie, you can't even handle a haunted house!? You've changed! You can't do it!"

"How is it possible, of course it is because of the need to maintain the characteristics, to maintain the characteristics."

The other party waved his hand indifferently.

"Ordinary hot spring villas are everywhere, but this is the only one that can be called a haunted house—— Isn't the 'invincible spirit' a good gimmick? Thanks to this, the business is full—— — We also received a lot of money.”

I am in awe. With this kind of business acumen and execution ability, it is no wonder that I don’t make money.

"Let's go."

Seeing these two people chatting as if no one else was there, Minano Shuichi patted my shoulder.

"Ah good."

I recovered and nodded.

In this state of being completely unable to get in the conversation, saying something like 'You guys talk, I'll go first' is probably the best way to deal with it.

The monk named 'Jie' (probably a monk) didn't say anything to stop him this time, and Nanye led us three drunks over him and out of the gate of KTV.

"It's getting foggy?"

I looked at the hazy street, and for a moment I didn't know whether I was too drunk and had hallucinations, or there was really fog.

The whole street was shrouded in light mist. Although the various light and billboards on both sides were still on, they were weakly lit against the backdrop of the mist.

What's more, no one can be seen on the street at all.

Is Kabukicho known as the 'city that never sleeps'?

"Let's go, I called a taxi for you." Nanye Shuichi took out his mobile phone and looked at it, "It should be waiting for us outside."

"Sorry to trouble you."

Why are you getting more and more sleepy.

I rubbed my forehead and turned my head to look at Maojing and Quankai. They also looked like they couldn't open their eyes and would fall asleep in a second.

Sure enough, we drank too much.

I staggered, and couldn't help but grab Nanye, the only sober person present.

"I feel a little..."

Before I finished speaking, there was a loud noise not far away.

It sounded like a heavy object falling down.

Even drowsiness was dispelled for a moment.

I squinted my eyes and looked forward, only to see a figure appearing indistinctly in the mist.He seemed to be rushing towards us quickly.

I stared at him for a while longer before I realized that this young man in white clothes and carrying a Japanese sword charged over was indeed Otoko Yuta.

"Why are you here?"

As if he didn't expect to see me here, he staggered obviously, and then he stammered: "Sister, my lord?"

"Who is your elder sister! Also, why are you here?"

"Ah...me." Yi Guyoutai quickly put the knife back, looked around nervously, and then gave an answer bravely. "I, I'm here to work."

"Come to work in Kabukicho? At this time?"

I opened my eyes wide.

Coming to Kabukicho at night to work...not the kind of job I imagined.

Could it be that besides believing in strange religions, he is also a practitioner in the special service industry?

Yi Guyoutai probably also realized that there was something wrong with what he said, and immediately wanted to explain, but before him, after hearing what I said, he also walked out of the KTV at some point, and the monk named "Jie" seemed to be righteous suddenly. Proper words jumped out:

"Yes, he is a bad guy who deceives women!"

My eyes widened in disbelief: ? ?

The monk over there continued to say with a serious face: "He even fooled elementary school girls, don't be fooled by his harmless face!"

Even those who believed in him said he was a 'bad guy who lied to women', what a terrible thing this man must have done! ?