Under One Person: I am a lay Buddhist with a salary of 9 to 5

When Wang Ye was "challenging" the old Taoist priest, the bonfire party was still a scene of "keep playing music, keep dancing".

Everyone even played a song called "Yi Ren Disco" and started to shake their heads.

They shook their heads and looked like a group of demons dancing wildly. Fortunately, Wang Ye didn't come. If Wang Ye came, he would probably wonder if he had come to the wrong place.

Those who didn't dance sat together drinking and bragging, drinking until their faces were red and their tongues were numb.

After one song, everyone was more excited. Zhang Chulan, the leader, held the bottle and shouted: "Keep playing music, keep dancing!"

"Don't stop!"

Perhaps because he was drunk or because he had been suppressed for a long time, someone advised Zhang Chulan, but Zhang Chulan didn't listen:

"What are you talking about! What are you talking about! I have been hiding for half my life, can't I enjoy it?!"

...

Zhou Fengliu looked at the drunk Zhang Chulan, and he was ready to take out his mobile phone to record at any time.

"Big brother! Big brother..."

Just as he was preparing to record the video, Feng Xingtong, who had also drunk a lot of wine, came over.

Feng Xingtong came up and transferred three thousand yuan to him, which surprised Zhou Fengliu.

"What do you mean by this?"

"I heard Chu Lan say it all! Three hundred yuan was enough to fight against Lu Lao and Wang Lao among the ten big brothers... and bring him out! I, my brother, also want to buy a safe life!" Feng Xingtong said he wanted it too.

Three hundred yuan is so much, wouldn't three thousand yuan be worth it?

Listening to Feng Xingtong's words, Zhou Fengliu glanced at Zhang Chulan who was shaking his hands in the distance.

What did this Gou Ba spread out again?

"I'm not your bodyguard..." Zhou Fengliu said that he could accept the money, but he was not a casual "bodyguard".

"Brother knows... I just want you to remind me at the right time, when I go the wrong way... to help me."

Feng Xingtong was not simple either. He said a lot of nice words and called me brother to bring them closer.

Hearing this, Zhou Fengliu also knew that the boy was drunk.

He would "temporarily" give the money to Feng Xingtong for safekeeping, and return it when Feng Xingtong grows up.

...

"Who will be your opponent tomorrow?"

"Ah..." Hearing Zhou Fengliu's question, Feng Xingtong thought for a while and then answered: "It seems to be Wang Lao's great-grandson, Wang Bing..."

"Wang Bing?" Zhou Fengliu nodded when he heard the name: "Be careful, if it doesn't work, just admit defeat."

"Brother, do you care about me so much? I'm touched, but don't worry, I'll borrow Brother Youfu's elves for today's game..." Feng Xingtong said:

"Brother, you should have seen the means of my family, arresting spirits and sending generals... Although it's a bit disrespectful to Brother Youfu, after all, the elves on me are too weak..."

Feng Xingtong said he was not panicking. With Deng Youfu's Uncle Liu, he felt that he had a great chance of winning the competition with Wang Bing.

"What you have, others can't have?" Zhou Fengliu asked Feng Xingtong a question.

"Ah?"

"Nothing... Let's be careful."

"I understand..." Feng Xingtong nodded, then thought of something and said:

"Brother, your next opponent is that Jia Zhengliang, right? That guy is very powerful, even more powerful than the master of control that my father invited at that time..."

"He can control twelve flying knives... Brother, you have to be careful too."

"Hmm..." Zhou Fengliu responded.

His eyes just happened to meet Jia Zhengliang who was drinking beer alone not far away. Before the fight started, Jia Zhengliang's eyes were a little wrong.

...

"Everyone's eyes! Look at me!"

In the venue, a sudden shout made everyone in the noisy chat stop chatting and focus their attention.

"Come on! Xiaoliang! Show us a job!"

"Everyone, look carefully!"

Zhou Fengliu looked over and saw a red-haired man who was also drunk. He showed a one-dollar lighter in front of everyone and even lit it. Then he put the lighter to his mouth and bit it to pieces with a click.

"Fuck! A shit job!"

"Is this considered a job?"

Zhang Chulan, who had been drunk by Lu Linglong's gang for a long time, saw the man biting a lighter to pieces, and he immediately got angry.

"Everyone, look at me!"

"Today I'll open your eyes!"

Zhang Chulan was encouraged by Lu Linglong's gang for a long time, and after the shit job of biting a lighter to pieces, he didn't pretend anymore.

It's time to show off.

Since so many people are curious about his toad sand, he will show it to the world!

After everyone's eyes turned to him, he took off his pants in front of everyone.

"Fuck..."

"This..."

The wind blows my crotch, and my balls are cold.

Zhang Chulan walks his penis under the moonlight!

Although his penis is not big! But he is young!

"Look... I see, there are symbols composed of qi flowing faintly above! Unfortunately, it seems a little blurry!"

"This is really... hot!"

...

"Can't see clearly?"

Hearing someone shout that he can't see clearly, Zhang Chulan, with a red face, smiled and said, "Then let me adjust the true qi, and I will be able to see clearly!"

"Get it up for me!"

As Zhang Chulan moved his Qi, the symbol on Kun Kun became brighter, so dazzling that people could not look directly at it, as if there was a holy light, which made the girls present blush and their hearts beat faster.

"It's amazing! Different from the exaggerated design! These runes are full of the unique simplicity of classicism!"

...

This Zhang Chulan...

Zhang Lingyu, who was not far away, was shocked by Zhang Chulan's operation.

The master was wrong! Sure enough, this idiot should not be allowed to enter the door of the Tianshi Mansion!

Even the knowledgeable Zhang Lingyu could not evaluate the value of Zhang Chulan's moon-walking bird operation at this time...

Zhou Fengliu was also quick-witted. The moment Zhang Chulan took off his pants, he took out his mobile phone and started recording and shooting. He even found a wave of angles.

"Let me take a picture of his back."

Zhou Fengliu's voice came, Zhang Lingyu raised his eyebrows, and then saw Zhou Fengliu appear in front of him and took two pictures of Zhang Chulan.

"You... took advantage of someone's misfortune! And took photos?" Zhang Lingyu was a little shocked.

"These will be Zhang Chulan's exclusive memories in the future." Zhou Fengliu said objectively.

"Wait..." Zhang Lingyu suddenly thought of something. Since Zhou Fengliu is now taking photos of others after drinking... Did Zhou Fengliu also take photos when he was ambushed by Quan Xing?

"Have you taken photos of me?"

"When?"

"Before and now." Zhang Lingyu asked.

"Do you believe me if I say no?" Zhou Fengliu asked back.

"..." Zhang Lingyu frowned and looked at Zhou Fengliu.

Zhou Fengliu's words were like asking: Do you bet if there are bullets in my gun?