My Mr. Lou is Lemonade

Chapter 332
Su Yuhan often comes to Hanshan Temple with her mother-in-law and grandma, so she is very familiar with this area.

After going out the door and turning left, he called Duan Yebai.

Duan Yebai praised her for doing a good job, and if there is any leak in the future, just leave it to that old turtle.

The reason is: rough skin and thick flesh, resistant to lightning strikes.

If Master Buran heard these words, he would probably be so angry that he said silence again.

Su Yuhan followed Duan Yebai and talked about the dream that happened during this period. The two had a tenth-generation revolutionary friendship, and they talked about it happily, without knowing that there was a "little tail" behind them.

Someone followed her lightly...

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Master Buran sighed, and led Lou Yaoyun into the alley.

In the alley, there is a statue of the little Buddha and a stick.

He picked up the lottery and almost forced it to Lou Yaoyun.

"Why?" Lou Yaoyun turned his head away arrogantly, with an appearance of "this bully will never ask for a lottery", as long as he thinks of him holding a lottery in both hands and shaking it... I feel Low.

How could President Ba do such an outrageous thing.

Thinking of this, he looked around guiltily to prevent Su Yuhan from peeping.

Master Buran had a clear look, and secretly comforted himself, monks should not roll their eyes, see through, let go, and be at ease.

Well, read it again, see through, let go, be at ease, and not be annoyed.

Okay, smile, "Mr. Lou only needs to draw a lottery sincerely. I am a Buddha who is merciful and does not pay attention to formalities."

Lou Yaoyun just showed a look, "Okay, okay, I see that you are too old to embarrass you, and you stretched out your hand to draw lots... and then paused, "Here... which ones are on the lottery?"

Master Buran's eyes widened a little, he put down the stick helplessly, and took out another stick from the hidden compartment, "Okay, you can draw."

Lou Yaoyun had a big reaction, "Damn it, if I didn't ask just now, what would I do if I got a lottery? Have you considered my mental capacity?"

"Ami Buddha, in the realm of Buddhism, you must not say such vulgar words."

Lou Yaoyun's eyelids were covered, with a guilty conscience, "Then we won't pull the weeds." He took a wooden stick and handed it to Master Buran.

Master Buran took it, glanced at it, No. 90 eight lottery, then tore off a lottery, put it in his hand, and said to the Lord Buddha: "It's not that the old monk wants to reveal the secret, it's just to unlock the lottery for the benefactor. .”

At this time, the Emperor of Heaven system also issued an OS: What a bad old man, very bad, the Emperor of Heaven does not believe in your evil.

Holding Lou Yaoyun's "sincere" signature, Master Buran led him to the gazebo, and just as he sat down, he exaggeratedly said, "Lord Benefactor, this is the best signature!"

Lou Yaoyun gave him a dark look: dramatist.

He even doubted whether he could do it or not.

He took a look at the signature, uh... blush! ! !
Master Buran said "ah", "I see deep contempt and distrust in the eyes of the benefactor. Benefactor Lou, the heavenly secret should not be leaked, and life will be shortened. Some forms, you still have to go."

"Whose life will be reduced?"

"Of course it belongs to the old monk."

"That's none of my business."

Master Buran smiled stiffly, hehe, hehe, holding a handful of bitter tortoise tears.

Calculated on the basis of one stick of incense, accumulating 1 sticks, merit +99, and accumulating [-] merit points designated by Emperor Mantian, can be transformed into an immortal.

But, preaching to others, accepting karma and resolving doubts, revealing a secret once, 100 merit points will be deducted.

Those who see death without saving them, or those who see people who are confused but do not help them solve their doubts, will deduct 1000 merit points.

I think he is more than 300 million years old now, and the merit value is still negative~
I really want to cry.

After a period of inner construction, Master Buran looked at the signed text nonsense seriously, "The signed text said...your dream is..."

(End of this chapter)