Chapter 77 A Demonic Monk

"Okay, I promise."

If you can have some money left, why should you be taken advantage of and insist on spending it?

Qin Huaiyu really has no ability to refuse this kind of free prostitution.

"Okay, you two go down and get ready."

Qin Huaiyu said: "Next, I will start a major renovation of this place, inside and out. You can't live here for the time being. Please follow me to live in the Yiguo Duke's Mansion."

"Yiguo Duke's Mansion?!!"

Lin Yuxian exclaimed.

This is Chang'an City's top nobleman!

"Do not worry."

Purple Girl saw Lin Yuxian's worry and comforted her with a smile: "Since our Qin eldest son has spoken, naturally no one in the entire Duke Yi Kingdom will make things difficult for you."

"You, just keep your ten thousand hearts in your belly."

Lin Yuxian suddenly felt a lot more at ease.

"Gongfu of Yi State, surnamed Qin..."

"Could it be that you are the legendary Little Duke, our Little God of War of the Tang Dynasty?"

Although Lin San had been ill and bedridden for a long time, he also heard a lot of news about this rising star of the new generation of the Tang Dynasty.

There are many famous generals in the Tang Dynasty, but among the younger generation, there are currently no worthy celebrities who have emerged.

This has also resulted in Qin Huaiyu becoming a hot topic of discussion among the people on the streets.

"good,"

"As for Lin Yuxian, you can just take the opportunity to learn from the masters I found for you."

Lin San and Lin Yuxian, father and daughter, both nodded.

Now that I have decided to give this place to the young man in front of me, there is no need to do anything coy.

"The great monk has two brushes."

Qin Huaiyu looked at the helpless monk, and his voice gradually became colder.

"But I hate strangers interfering in my affairs. Do you know why?"

"Because the tiger will not allow other animals to enter its territory." He couldn't say it softly.

"Then why are you testing my bottom line like this?"

Qin Huaiyu grabbed Wei Wen's wrist with one hand, but Wen Wen didn't struggle at all, but his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

"The poor monk wants to show what he has learned."

"If you want to show off what you have learned, then go to the temple to discuss the Tao."

"The secular world cannot fulfill the demands of a poor monk."

"Then where do you want to go?"

"Temple!"

At this moment, Bai Yifeng's sunny disguise was finally torn apart, and uncontrollable ambition bloomed in his eyes.

"What a demonic monk!" Wei Zhuang said seriously again.

"The poor monk is indeed an evil monk."

Unable and no longer able to hide it, a slightly evil smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

"The poor monk was once a good monk, but good monks don't get a good end."

"In this case, the poor monk can only be an evil monk."

"Maybe even this evil monk, Poor Monk, will have a chance to leave his name in history."

This great monk actually has such ambitions!

"Wei Zhuang is right, you are just a monster monk."

Qin Huaiyu said, but his hand still did not let go, still tightly clamping the helpless wrist.

"But you are really uncontrollable."

"I don't dare to leave you by my side."

"Don't worry, young master." Unable to smile calmly: "The poor monk just wants to live in this world for nothing. There are many crises in Chang'an, which is not something that a small character like the poor monk can handle."

"Until the poor monk's dream is realized, the poor monk will not seek his own death."

Qin Huaiyu stared hard at Monk Feng's eyes, trying to see clearly what this guy was thinking.

But the helpless eyes were like a big light bulb.While bright and dazzling, it is difficult to look directly at him, making it even more difficult to discern his true intentions.

"I hope you can cherish your words like gold."

Qin Huaiyu thought for a long time and finally let go of his helpless wrist.

This guy was restless at heart, but he was definitely a good fighter, and he seemed to be proficient in some other strange arts and tricks, which made Qin Huaiyu particularly curious.

If this guy wants to die on his own, Qin Huaiyu won't mind sending him to the West.

"Young Master is really as powerful as the legend says."

Unable to rub his already purple wrist, he looked at Qin Huaiyu in shock.

He clearly felt that Qin Huaiyu should have internal strength. With such a monster-like physical fitness, if he practiced internal martial arts again, wouldn't he be even more invincible in the future!
Such tyrannical strength made the crooked thoughts that were still a little bit rough in the heart of Wu Wen immediately put away.

This person could really kill him!

"What do you know?"

Qin Huaiyu asked.

"May I ask, Master, whether what you are asking is civil or military?"

At this time, I couldn't help but feel a little restless in my heart, and I felt like I was showing off.

"What about Wen? What about Wu?"

Qin Huaiyu didn't mind if the monk showed off.

"In terms of martial arts, the poor monk is proficient in 72 unique Shaolin skills, both internally and externally."

"As for literature, the four books and five classics, classics, history, arithmetic, astronomy and geography, even a poor monk has dabbled in it."

"Of course, the poor monk still has many shortcomings. These small achievements must not be worth mentioning in your eyes..."

It's impossible to say that these words are modest on the surface, but they have a strong Versailles temperament.

"Can I kill him first?"

Zi Nu looked a little angry at the demon monk.

"Please."

Qin Huaiyu stretched out his hand.

This demon monk is indeed a bit untied.

With a "clang" sound, before Zi Nu could stand up, Wei Zhuang's shark-tooth sword had already popped out, revealing the cold and bloodthirsty blade.

"Amitabha."

The helpless monk's eyelids trembled slightly.

"Buddha said it's not good to fight and kill. Let's sit down quietly, drink wine, eat meat, and talk about beauty...ahem!"

"Cough cough cough!!"

This demon monk spoke his mind! ! !
The three people reached a strong consensus in an instant!

"Monk, let me ask you a question." Zi Nu said.

"Excuse me."

"Buddhist precepts, how many have you broken?"

Even Qin Huaiyu was a little curious about Zi Nu's question.

"I don't think he is a person who abides by the rules and regulations." Wei Zhuang's evaluation was simple and direct.

"The poor monk has long lost track of how many precepts there are."

The helpless eyes rarely had a hint of memory.

"However, they should all be broken...right?"

Obviously, he didn't know it himself.

"Okay, since you like drinking, eating meat and looking at beautiful women so much, then you can stay in Zilanxuan for the time being."

Qin Huaiyu made the decision directly.

This guy is a bit evil, so it's better not to keep him around unless necessary.

"Don't worry, young master, the sisters of Zilanxuan will take good care of this 'master'."

Facing Zi Nu's smiling eyes, he couldn't help but feel a coldness in his crotch.

'Sure enough, messing with women is always the wrong decision. '

I couldn't say it silently in my heart.

(End of this chapter)

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