Grim Reaper Red Packet

Chapter 103 Bad Luck Red Envelope
Tang Sanzang: Which of your eyes sees that the poor monk is bald?

Wei Wuji was stunned for a moment.

Tang Seng on TV is bald, but I really don’t know if this Tang Seng is also bald.

Thinking of the Tathagata Buddha still wearing a lazy sheep hairstyle, maybe after Tang Seng became a Buddha, he grew his hair and then had the same hairstyle.

Sun Wukong: Wuji, don't listen to my master's nonsense, he has a bald head.

Tang Sanzang: Wukong, is there any disciple like you who deceives the master? (tearful emoji)

Wei Wuji: Brother Hou, take a picture of your bald head.

Sun Wukong: This monk likes to chatter, I am too lazy to go, when I have a chance, I will take you to touch it, the bald head feels really good to the touch.

Wei Wuji: Why do I smell a peach?

Sun Wukong: The peaches in Huaguo Mountain are not yet ripe!
Tang Sanzang: Why did the Buddha remove that hoop back then (numerous tearful expressions)

After attaining a great job, although Sun Wukong can control his murderous heart, his mischievous Taoxin became more and more serious.

Immortals and Buddhas from all walks of life have been spoofed by Monkey King, countless. At first, many went to Lingshan to complain in front of the Tathagata Buddha.

Go with Wukong, Tathagata Buddha replied lightly.

All the immortals and Buddhas vomited blood.

Wei Wuji: Master, these two fetal spirits are really pitiful, they have nowhere to reincarnate, please be merciful, Master!
Sun Wukong: Wuji, you privately send me the fetal spirits, and I will personally send them to reincarnate.

Wei Wuji: Brother Hou is still reliable.

Tang Sanzang: Poor Yan Wangye (laughing expression)
Wei Wuji quit the red envelope group, clicked on the private chat window with Monkey King, clicked to send red envelopes, and sent the two fetal spirits directly.

If Sun Wukong sent them to reincarnate in person, they would definitely be cast into good families.

Wei Wuji didn't worry about the afterlife of the fetal spirit, and looked intently at the pool, where there were countless golden threads swimming.

This pool of water can whiten, heal wounds, and remove scars, all thanks to the mysterious gold thread substance.

Wei Wuji waved his hand and took out a piece of it, and wiped it on his palm, that piece was immediately white as winter snow.

This whitening effect is too scary, it is many times stronger than the top whitening products in the world.

But I don't know if drinking it into the stomach is still effective.

Thinking that Liu Zhijing was a bit dark, why not go back and try it out first.

He scooped up a flask full of pool water, and used his cultivation to extract the gold thread substance inside, leaving only a small amount, which is about the same ratio as the gold thread substance in future drinks.

When we returned to the dormitory, it was already evening.

In the dormitory, only Zhao Cheng was there.

After asking, I found out that Liu Zhijing and Jing Hao went out to buy wine, because Liu Zhijing had just broken up in love and needed to drink away his worries.

Just after talking, Liu Zhijing and Jing Hao came back, Liu Zhijing was carrying two bottles of white wine, and Jing Hao was carrying two strings of beer.

"Old Liu, can't you?"

Seeing Liu Zhijing's eyes were red and swollen, Wei Wuji was really taken aback.

But I haven't seen you for a long time, so I cried like this?
Jing Hao covered his mouth, and said in a low voice, "The dormitory aunt saw that Lao Liu was broken in love, so she didn't stop us from bringing in wine."

"Damn, is there any benefit to falling out of love?"

Zhao Cheng clenched his fist and slammed the table hard, saying, "Then I'm going to lose my love too."

"Old Zhao, if you want to break up in love, you have to have a girlfriend first, right?"

Wei Wuji was only amused.

In dormitory 417, this was the first time for the four of them to drink together, and the cause was Liu Zhijing's broken love.

Without further ado, Liu Zhijing unscrewed a bottle of white wine, took a gulp, and exhaled the alcohol in his mouth.

Lovelorn people are terrible!
Zhao Cheng and Jing Hao sighed at the same time, opened a bottle of beer each, and just looked at Liu Zhijing without drinking.

"Damn, you guys are not enough brothers."

Wei Wuji took another bottle of white wine, took a big gulp too, and said, "Old Liu, brother will drink with you!"

"Good brother, show loyalty and do it!"

Liu Zhijing was so moved that tears filled his eyes, he raised the wine bottle, bumped into Wei Wuji and drank wildly.

In the blink of an eye, half of the bottles were finished.

Liu Zhijing's face was as red as a monkey's butt.

Looking at Wei Wuji again, his face was as usual.

"Xiao Li said... I don't love her, but... but I have always loved her!"

Liu Zhijing wept and took another two sips, the alcohol picked up, and his mind was a little blurred.

"I think what she means is that you don't love her when you're not straight."

Wei Wuji put on a serious face
"Not straight... when?"

As soon as Liu Zhijing asked the question, he fell headlong, drunk and unconscious.

Wei Wuji laughed lewdly a few times, Lao Liu, just think about the meaning of these words in your dreams!
"Old Zhao, help Old Liu, I'll sober him up."

Wei Wuji turned around and fiddled with the phone a few times, took out the flask, and with the help of Zhao Cheng, poured the water from the flask into Liu Zhijing's stomach.

Liu Zhijing wanted to vomit several times, but Wei Wuji stopped them with a wave of his hand.

"It's not pear juice!"

Jing Hao sniffed the flask and asked, "Old Wei, what did you drink for Old Liu?"

"Sweet bath water, it's perfect for sobering up."

Wei Wuji was right when he said that, after all, Gu Tiantian took a bath in that pool.

Zhao Cheng and Jing Hao looked confused. Although they liked Gu Tiantian very much, if they were really asked to drink Gu Tiantian's bath water, they probably wouldn't be able to drink it.

"Come to fight the bar?"

Wei Wuji was in a great mood, looking at the two strings of beer and asked.

The two peaches, who were still awake, immediately shook their heads like rattles.

The feeling of a hangover is not good.

Zhao Cheng asked Jing Hao to help, and together they put Liu Zhijing on the bed. Liu Zhijing was so skinny that he still made the two of them panting and sweating profusely.

Wei Wuji lay on his bed, looked at them speechlessly, and said, "For the happiness of my wife in the future, I think you two have to start exercising well."

"It's really easy to lie down and talk without back pain!"

"That's right, you got old Liu drunk, and you don't know how to help."

Zhao Cheng and Jing Hao breathed a sigh of relief, each cursing one sentence at a time.

Liu Zhijing's lovelorn reception was over before it even started.

Wei Wuji played with his mobile phone for a while, and got ready for a good night's sleep.

Ding Ding!

But there was a notification sound for WeChat messages.

Grim Reaper: Next I will send out a red envelope, please cooperate and don't grab @全部members
Tang Sanzang: It would be strange not to grab it!
Wolverine: It's no wonder if you don't grab it!
……

Elf: It's no wonder if you don't grab it!
The group of friends followed the tune played by Tang Seng, playing the same rhythm, and the red envelope group was harmonious.

The god of death no longer explained, and sent out the red envelope that could not be snatched.

To grab or not to grab?
In this red envelope group of the god of death, if there is a red envelope, it cannot be delayed for a microsecond, otherwise Mao will not be able to grab it.

Wei Wuji hesitated a little, and ordered again. The red envelopes had been snatched up, so he could only check everyone's luck bitterly.

There are only ten copies of this red envelope, and each copy is a day of bad luck.

I rub!

Wei Wuji secretly said that it was a fluke, but fortunately he hesitated, otherwise the ghost knows how bad luck the god of death will bring.

Tang Sanzang: I said the god of death, can we not play like this?

Iron Man: That is to say, this is too foolish.

Cat Demon: Lord Reaper, how bad is this bad luck, meow is so frightening (poor expression)
Hulk: If ten of us work together, we should be able to kill the god of death, right?
……

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