Come to The Peak

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The bald little fat man was trapped on the ground and trampled by a group of people.

Luo Yu was stunned when he saw this scene. He just saw the scene where the bald little fat man teased the woman.

"The first Buddhist disciple I saw in this world turned out to be this virtue"

Luo Yu was speechless for a while. He was a Buddhist disciple in his previous life. It was natural to laugh and cry at the scene just now.

Luo Yu frowned, and a pale golden godly halo radiated and shone over to the bald fat man.

With this shroud, Luo Yu was surprised. His consciousness could clearly sense the group of bald fat people and their cultivation, but they could not sense the existence of the bald fat man.

"how can that be!"

Luo Yu rubbed his eyes. He could clearly see the bald little fat man, but he could not detect anything, as if radiated into the void.

This kind of situation only has one kind of result. The other side's cultivation is far higher than him, so he can't feel anything.

But the intensity of his consciousness is comparable to that of the late period of the spiritual state. The other party can even make him invisible. What is the cultivation?

"Oh ... Don't fight, you're going to kill someone."

The bald little fat man stepped on the ground curled his head and curled into a ball. His face was blue and swollen, and it was no different from a bullied ordinary person.

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"Huh! All right, stop now, don't really kill him," the woman in the yellow clothes snorted coldly.

Others also stopped their hands when they heard what they said. The woman in the yellow dress walked up to the bald little fat man and said, "The young boy is not good at school, he will be fooled by you, you little gangster, this time I will give it to you." A lesson, next time your aunt will see you and throw you in the sea to feed sharks. "

After speaking, the woman in yellow snorted again and took someone away, and then the stunned woman in blue also understood that she was being scorned by the bald fat man.

"You ... you ..."

The blue-eyed woman's complexion was pale and white, and the tears in her beautiful eyes flowed out, thinking of the hands of this bald little fat man who rubbed indiscriminately on her own body, and an anger was raised in her heart.

The woman in blue came to the bald little fat man, and the little fat man had just got up and his face was swollen and dusty, and looked very embarrassed.

"donor…"

"Snapped!"

The bald fat man hit the face with a slap before he said anything, and then he turned and cried and ran away.

The bald little fat man stood still, touching the beaten face, murmuring at the back of the woman in blue: "Smooth and tender hands ... why didn't I touch her hands just now, Pity…"

"Hmm ..."

Not far from the side, Luo Yu spit out old blood when he heard this, and almost fell to the ground with a footstep.

"Keke"

Luo Yu hammered her sullen chest, took care of her robe and walked towards the bald fat man.

Luo Yu came to the bald fat man who was still obsessed with the blue woman's back. Seeing that the other person's gaze was locked on the blue woman's departure, the corner of her mouth could not help but twitch again.

Luo Yu calmed down and wanted to violently beat the little fat man, then folded his hands on his chest and said, "Oh, Lord Buddha, Luo Yu has met the master"

The bald little fat man heard a word of silence, then looked at Luo Yu in surprise, and blurted out: "I haven't lost my hair, little donor, you actually know my Buddhist ritual!"

"I haven't lost my hair!"

Luo Yu heard the Zen saying, staring at the bright bald head of the little fat man, and said, "I have seen the introduction of the Buddhism in ancient books, and I have seen the dress of the disciples, so I I recognized the master's behavior, "

"Oh, that's it, don't call me a master, little monk in October," said October's little fat man Shiran.

"Oh, it's October Zen Master" Luo Yu chuckled.

"Come and come, little donor, little monk sees you have a relationship with my Buddha, why don't we have a good chat at this hotel," said a restaurant next to the finger of October Fatty.

"Luo Yu is doing the same" Luo Yu nodded and refused.

Regardless of whether the other party is an expert or not, seeing the Buddhist disciple Luo Yu naturally felt a sense of intimacy.

Who made his previous life grow up in Buddhism.

The duo and beast then walked into the hotel again.

"Little brother, come with twenty pounds of shanghao beef and two altars of century-old Huadiao wine"

As soon as he entered the restaurant in October, the little fat man yelled, saying that this looks really no different from ordinary alcoholic rivers and lakes hawkers, nothing like a Buddhist disciple.

Luo Yu's ritual in his heart naturally fell to the ground again, but did not say much.

The two found a table and sat down. In October, the little monk glanced at Luo Yu's waist and said, "I see the name of the little donor is Zixia Tianzong's disciple?"

"Yes!" Luo Yu nodded and accepted.

"Oh, it originally came from Zixia Tianzong, no wonder you can meet my buddhist disciple," said the little monk in October.

"October Zen Master, was n’t the Buddhist sect closed three hundred years ago? How did Zen Master ..." Luo Yu hesitated and asked.

"Hey, that closed mountain is not impossible to travel. I just ran out to travel, let alone mention this. I watched the little donor's brows often locked up, but I encountered something difficult, and I might as well tell the little monk "Maybe the little monk can solve it." The little monk in October waved and opened the topic.

"Well ... without concealing Zen Master, I have come here to take the task of killing hundreds of scums, but I haven't made much progress yet, and I hope that Zen Master will give me a pointer or two" Luo Yu sighed.

Knowing that the other party is an expert, Luo Yu didn't hide anything. She said that the other party could really help him.

"Hundreds of flowers ..."

I do n’t know why, the little monk in October frowned when he heard the name, saying, “That flower is also a bitter person. The little monk does know something, but the little monk ca n’t say it.”

"Can't say! Why is that? The Zen Master, as a disciple of Buddhism, killed countless civilian women with hundreds of bruises. Why can't you say that?

There was a trace of anger in Luo Yu's heart. As a Buddhist disciple, the other party knew but did not tell him why he was not angry.

"Oh, don't worry, I said that the person who spent a lot of money is also a hard-working person, you will know when the time comes, and the little monk will not say much." The little monk in October shook his head.

At this time, Xiao Er brought the wine dishes, and in October, the monk picked up a large piece of beef and looked at his mouth, and at the same time he took a sip of wine.

"The Buddha passed through the intestines, and the Buddha stayed in his heart.

The cause and the cause disappear, who knows cause and effect?

World fame and fortune, why not drink wine to worry!

Good wine and good meat! "

The little monk mumbled as he ate, in October.

Luo Yu shook her head in the shape of a look, and her heart was a little depressed. She said nothing, and drank the wine and the little monk in October.

After a while, the two were full of food and drink. In October, the young monk patted his swollen belly and smiled and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hospitality, as a thank you to the monk for sending you a masterpiece.

"A unique skill!"

Luo Yu heard a word and looked forward to the little monk in October.

Dedicated to the question, filthy filthy ...