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Shi Honghai stepped forward, pulled the monk's hand and pulled the red flag into his hand. Seeing that it wasn't very dirty, he curled his lips in disgust: "What a monk with no virtue, you should go away quickly, or I will take you with a shovel." Spade out!"

Stabbed by Shi Honghai, the monk almost fell into a tumble, and hurriedly stood up and said, "This benefactor has such a temper, but monks never lie. I assure you, you will have a bloody disaster!"

Shi Hongtao on the side burst out laughing when he heard this: "Monk, you fucking brushed your teeth after washing your face in the urinal in the morning, you will talk nonsense if you are satisfied with spraying feces, my second brother is blessed with great fortune, how could there be It's a disaster of blood and light."

"You bastard, I recruited you and provoked you. If you say such unfavorable words, I...I will kill you!" Seeing Shi Hongtao's face full of sneer, Shi Honghai is so angry, he can't get angry with Shi Hongtao, The main cause is on the skinny monk, let's vent your anger on you little monk today.

After finishing speaking, Shi Honghai raised his hand to hit the young monk. The young monk jumped on the spot and jumped more than two meters away, dodging Shi Honghai's attack.

"How dare you run, I... I'll see where you are going!" Shi Honghai raised his legs and chased after him.

"Don't chase after the benefactor, don't swear at others, or you will suffer." The little monk shouted while running in front.

"If I don't chase you, whoever you chase, if you say something unlucky to me, I won't blame you if I don't beat you." Shi Honghai chased after him, cursing while chasing.

Shi Hongjiang is so angry, what kind of anger are you with a poor monk, don't take a good look at our red cannon.He was about to reach out his hand to stop his second brother, when suddenly there was a bang, the monk fell to the ground and fell onto the red cannon, he stepped on the cannon body, and the barrel made of wooden stakes rose high.

At this time, Shi Honghai chased up and hit his chest with a bang. He was knocked down to the ground, his forehead hit a brick, and blood flowed immediately.

Shi Honghai's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his chest felt tight, and his buttocks were split into eight petals, excruciatingly painful.Just as he was about to open his mouth to scold the young monk, he was startled when he saw blood pouring out of his forehead. He jumped up with a bang, picked up a brick on the ground and threw it at the young monk.

"Stop!" Shi Hongjiang shouted.

"Brother, he swollen my forehead and blood flowed out. If the poor monk dares to bully me, I will kill him!"

"Don't be silly, hurry up and apologize to the little monk!" Shi Hongjiang glared at Shi Honghai.

"Brother, he bullied me, and you asked me to apologize to him, I don't know, I..."

"I don't care what happens if I talk?" Shi Hongjiang narrowed his eyes.

"Yeah, you can take me as a dish, don't you dare not listen to what the elder brother said, is it a big game!" Shi Hongtao also stared at the side.

Shi Honghai was so angry, his shit was trembling, it was none of your business, Shi Hongtao, but he didn't dare not listen to what the elder brother said, so he had to bite the bullet and walked over, cupped his hands at the little monk and said, "I'm sorry, monk, today is me No, I apologize to you."

The little monk giggled, and waved his hands indifferently: "It's not your fault, it's fate. Without your rudeness to me, there would be no bloody disaster. This is what fate should do. Today you bleed, and within half a month you will die." There is no big mistake, I have to congratulate you."

Shi Honghai's wife hurried home and found three band-aids to help her husband stick them on, which stopped the bleeding.

Shi Hongjiang looked the little monk up and down. He was disheveled and lacked vigor, but he was smiling and cynical. He also held a broken cattail leaf fan in his hand, which looked a bit like Living Buddha Jigong.

"I'm a monk. If you don't cultivate your body and mind in the temple, what are you doing here?"

The little monk smiled, shook the broken cattail fan and said, "My shoes are not broken, my hat is not broken, and the cassock on my body is not broken. I often eat this meat and drink wine. The Buddha is always sitting in my heart. I am A loose monk with hair and practice, reported a disrespectful name, my ancestor is Jigong, I am his grandson, my image is really a bit sorry for his old man, thin and small, mana is not strong Gao, the divination is not very accurate, which will damage his reputation as an old man."

Shi Hongjiang laughed and said, "The divination is inaccurate? Didn't you just say that my second brother suffered a bloody disaster? Your calculation was very accurate just now. He did suffer a bloody disaster."

The little monk smiled faintly, waved his cattail fan and said, "Oh, benefactor, do you think it was a coincidence that your third younger brother suffered a bloody disaster just now, and I came to you to make trouble? You are too small, your younger brother suffered a bloody disaster, Your historian's house has evil spirits, you should not travel far within half a month, and your third sister-in-law committed a crime, I can see these trivial things. As for you, you don't have the image of a dragon son, and your second son has returned to life after nine turns , Whether the future of the third daughter is open, etc., because the magic power consumed is too strong, I can't get the relevant information, so I really can't figure it out."

"What? Our house has an evil spirit, and I don't have the appearance of a dragon child?" Shi Hongjiang trembled in fright, the words mature and steady are no longer suitable for this fifty-year-old man.

"What? My son's nine-turn resurrection, what... what does this mean?" Shi Honghai frowned, touched the wound on his forehead, and couldn't help sucking in a breath of air.

"What? My wife committed suicide, and my daughter's future is not bright. Can you talk to me? I want to beat you?" Shi Hongtao's beard was pouted, and he raised his hand to hit the little monk.

The little monk clasped his hands together and said softly: "Amitabha, I am merciful and don't lie. I leaked the secret to you today, and I will be punished by the Buddha when I go back. It's a sin, a sin, you should be busy, I can go now."

The little monk walked away, but Shi Hongtao wanted to chase and beat him, but Shi Honghai grabbed him and said sharply, "What do you want to do, third child, don't be unreasonable!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said loudly to the monk who was going away: "Master, please stop, I have something to ask you for advice."

The young monk waved his cattail fan and said, "Amitabha, I dare not get too close to you, you are all like wolves and tigers. I have already figured out that there will be bloody disasters among the monks today."

Shi Hongjiang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master, can you really figure out that you will suffer from bloodshed when you come into contact with me?"

The little monk shook his cattail fan and nodded: "That's right, the appearance of blood and light is very heavy."

"Master, I would like to invite you to my home to explain, but I don't know how to invite you."

The little monk stretched out his right hand, pinched his five fingers indiscriminately, and then stretched his eyebrows: "You must rely on your family to save me from the bloody disaster."

Shi Hongjiang laughed and said: "Okay, but my two brothers should also listen to it, they won't make mistakes, you can rest assured."

The little monk shook his head: "That can't be done, it's okay with your two brothers present. I have to cut their hands backwards and tie them with ropes so I can rest assured."

Shi Hongjiang almost laughed out loud when he heard it: "Okay, okay, I'll do it now."

When Shi Honghai and Shi Hongtao heard this, he really wanted to chop up the little monk with a sickle. He didn't break the law or make any mistakes, so why did he tie us up before we could go back to his home.

Seeing Zhongshi Hongjiang's resolute look, the two had no choice but to let the little monk tie their hands, seeing that they were not in danger of breaking free.Then the little monk waved his broken cattail fan, and walked into the historian's house with his shoes on.

The Shi family's children and wives all wanted to go in to watch the fun, but were scolded by Shi Hongjiang and ran away. Now is not the time for them to make trouble.

Shi Honghai and Shi Hongtao followed Xiao Hai into Shi Hongjiang's house like a prisoner.

The two of them were very curious, this kid was talking nonsense, why the house has a sinister atmosphere, why my son turned nine times into a yin, why my daughter's future is uncertain, and why my wife is still married, he must be spitting blood.

But when he thought about something strange, how did he know that the eldest child has no offspring, saying that he has no appearance of a dragon son, only the descendants of the second child and the third child, and that the second child is a son and the third child is a daughter?

Shi Hongtao was even more depressed. His physical ability was not strong, and he was scolded bloody by his wife, saying that if he was not tough, he would live with Bachelor Li next door. The two tiger whips were soaked in wine, but there was no improvement. The little monk said that he committed a crime of love. Could it be that his wife is really going to cheat?

Shi Hongjiang led Xiao Hai into the living room, let him sit on the sofa, brewed high-quality Longjing tea, handed him a soft box of Zhonghua cigarettes, and then stood in front of the young monk in a proper manner.

The little monk did not accept the cigarette, but crossed his legs and took a sip of water in a dignified manner: "Well, good tea, high-quality Xinyang Maojian, the taste is really good, I like it very much."

Shi Hongjiang chuckled: "Master, you are mistaken. This is the Dragon Well from West Lake. It was given to me by my best comrade-in-arms."

The little monk smiled: "My benefactor, it's not me who made the mistake, but you. Your tea looks like Longjing, but it's actually Maojian. Longjing and Maojian are both types of green tea, but their taste and shape are different. This person The maker of Maojian was originally a master of Longjing frying, and he fried Maojian tea in the same way as Longjing, but it looked very similar to Longjing tea, so he put Longjing boxes in it to pretend to be Longjing tea.”

Shi Hongjiang couldn't help frowning: "No way, my comrade-in-arms is not such a person, how could he do this."

"If you don't believe me, you can call and ask, and you will know if what I said is true." The little monk smiled resolutely.

Shi Hongjiang was dubious, hurriedly took out his mobile phone and ran into the yard, and after a while, he ran in and took the little monk's hand, and said excitedly: "Oh, the master is the master, I really let you guess. This is my comrade-in-arms On a business trip to Xinyang, I bought some when I saw Maojian, and then I rented someone else’s iron pot to fry it myself. After frying, it looked like Longjing tea, so I found a box of Longjing tea and mailed me a pack, saying this Drinking tea is very meaningful and entrusts a feeling of comrade-in-arms.”

The little monk smiled lightly, avoiding Shi Hongjiang's hand and said: "Almsgiver, you used the word incorrectly. What is guessing? I calculated this. The tea he gave you is 250 grams, not more than one gram, not one gram." few."