"There is no end to the sea of bitterness. It's not good for the benefactor to be so fierce..." The fat monk laughed and gave a salute to Baihe. Then he turned his eyes and said with a smile, "well, I have no wish in this life, but I wish I could spend more time in the sea of misery. In my opinion, the benefactor is stubborn and fierce. He is just entering our Buddhism and using the Buddha's light to influence the people in general. "

"What do you want to do?" Bai he trembles. He feels that something is not right. He stares at the fat monk warily.

The fat monk didn't speak. He just reached out and groped in his shoulder girdle. Half a day later, he groped out a shiny razor. After rubbing it on his body, he waved his knife and said with a smile, "I'll take the benefactor into my Buddhism!"

"You dare, bald ass!" Bai He was so surprised that he reached out and pinched the fat monk's neck. Although he had an inch, there was some difference between an inch and a bald head. He didn't want his head to become bald.

"It's too fierce. I'm afraid it's not right if I don't go beyond Buddhism." The fat monk joined the eleventh ceremony. Just when Baihe's hand was about to touch his neck, the fat hand, which was almost as good as bear's paw, grabbed Baihe's back neck like a loach. Then he lifted him up, put a razor in his hand, and said with a smile: "poor monk, I've got a knife!"

"Bald ass, what do you want to do?" When he was grabbed by the fat monk's back neck, Bai He felt as if he could not use all his strength. He could only watch the fat monk sliding back and forth on his head with the shiny razor.

"Fierce and stubborn, it's too fierce and stubborn. When can I get to the other side with such a mind? I'll give you some guidance." The fat monk had a sly smile on his face, and the razor in his hand kept swinging and the sharp blade was dancing.

I don't know how many people the fat monk has shaved. The razor is called Shunliu. The sharp blade, close to Baihe's scalp, didn't break a trace of it. There were only countless fine stubbles, like snowflakes, though they were cut off by a razor.

"Bald ass, damn bald ass, what do you want to do?" Bai He was frightened and roared, but he couldn't lift any strength. He could only feel the coolness coming from his scalp and the falling of his hair.

"Bald ass, how can you scold yourself After the short video, the fat monk lightly throws Baihe forward, takes a few knife flowers with his razor in his hand, and then puts them back into his girdle. He salutes Baihe and says with a smile: "benefactor, you have come to a thorough understanding, and you will have a place in the future western paradise as long as you worship Buddhism sooner or later."

He didn't even touch the door. This made him extremely angry. His whole body was trembling, but he was more and more afraid of the fat monk.

The strength of the fat monk is really extraordinary. How he struggled just now, he couldn't escape from the hands of the fat monk. Even at the moment when the razor wiped his scalp, he felt a kind of cold killing. It seems that as long as the fat monk's heart moves, he can really use the razor to transcend to the Western Paradise!

Don't say it's Baihe. Those people around are totally stunned. They really haven't seen such a wonderful monk. In a word, if you shave someone bald, you shave them into rabbits, and you can't fight back. It's really the best.

This bald ass is really interesting! Looking at the scene in front of him, ye Lingfeng's eyes gradually show a trace of playful smile. He suddenly thought of something interesting. His eyes began to scan behind the fat monk, but unfortunately, he didn't see the person he wanted.

"Amitabha, benefactor, are you willing to sell your jadeite now?" Fat monk once again with a ceremony, looking at Ye Lingfeng smile gentle way, that kind appearance, just like just a word disagreement, white he shaved bald, it is not him at all.

"Monk, if you want to buy it, take a sincere price!" With a faint smile, ye Lingfeng gradually showed a trace of brilliance in his eyes. His internal power ran suddenly. Then he looked at the monk and said calmly, "just don't treat me like a fool!"

"If a monk doesn't lie, it's impolite of me..." The monk was stunned and looked at Ye Lingfeng more inconceivably. If he noticed something, he solemnly said: "100 million incense money belongs to the poor monk, and the right is to make a good relationship with the benefactor!"

100 million!

As soon as the fat monk's voice fell, there was a sudden sound of air-conditioning. No one thought that the fat monk would offer such a shocking price.

Although the imperial green jade is expensive, according to the size of Ye Lingfeng's jade, 80 million yuan is already a premium. Needless to say, there are impurities in this jade, which will be broken when touched. How can this kind of thing be worth such a high price?

Do you think you're wrong? The old man named Pei, who had quit the bidding before, looked at Pang he Shang with doubts. However, he found that the fat monk was solemn and dignified. He was a bit of a monk. He didn't seem to be joking at all.