Chapter 207

Wasted in the room, carefully looking at the thick stack of things left by vermilion paint.

There are not only the formalities of miaodan hall, but also some other real estate.

This can be said to have been all the savings of Zhu Qi. Although he has spent a lot over the years, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, but his inside information is still unimaginable.

Moreover, he has gained a lot since he opened this wonderful Dan Hall.

Of course, although these values are wasted, they are not all.

Take Zhu Qi as an apprentice, and then he can give him the wonderful pill hall. In the future, some simple pills will naturally be refined by Zhu Qi. Of course, he will teach Zhu Qi his alchemy skills.

Moreover, vanity has great self-confidence. His alchemy technique is definitely not boasted, but actually strong.

As long as Zhu Qi learns to believe in the success rate, I dare not say 100%, but there is a 90% assurance.

With a free labor force and so many real estate contributions, I feel like I'm making a lot of money by taking Zhu Qi in vain.

Of course, Zhu Qi feels that he has made a lot of money.

In the past, he dared not imagine the powerful and abnormal alchemy technique, but now he has not only seen it, but also learned it.

Big money, really big money!

He was so excited that he wished he could make a furnace of pills and test the alchemy technique he had just learned.

But he didn't dare to disobey the instructions of idleness. Idleness clearly means that after he goes back, he will familiarize himself with the technique 500 times a day and practice it for a month.

He knew that the master was good for him, so he happily returned to the Tongtian trading market, looking at the wonderful pill hall and practicing the alchemy technique.

It can be said that this is definitely a win-win situation. Idleness may not be a good monk, but it is definitely a great Danshi.

Thinking of his arrangement with satisfaction, the telephone rang suddenly.

He frowned and answered the phone.

"Brother, you have agreed to come to see others, but you haven't come." As soon as the phone was connected, a sweet and greasy voice came from the other end of the microphone. Although it was a little whiny, it was not annoying at all. On the contrary, it showed a taste of ambiguity and temptation, which made the wasted heart jump involuntarily.

However, the idea of being tempted was immediately expelled from my mind, and then a bitter smile: "Xiao Fei, I've been too busy recently, so I haven't found a chance."

At the other end of the phone, it was little Laurie Mengfei, so he felt a headache when he wasted. Although he knew very well that this was a top-grade little beauty, in his heart, that kind of guilt made him feel a little unbearable.

It's not good to pick the flowers before they bloom!

He hides thousands of things, but little Lori presses him step by step. It's really hard to bear!

While she was thinking, little Lori whispered unhappily, "hum! I knew you wanted to hide from me and throw me directly to the music teacher, so today, hum! "

"Wipe! What is this? " Idleness gave a light cry in his heart, and suddenly gave birth to a very bad feeling. It seemed that he heard the echo of Mengfei's words in his ear.

Then the door of Xishan Temple rang hurriedly.

In the microphone, Meng Fei's voice shouted proudly: "come and open the door!"

"Hiss..." I took a breath of air-conditioning in vain, but I hung up the phone. Then I turned back and recited the Buddha's name to the Buddha statue placed there with my hands folded. "Amitabha, Buddha boss, I'm not a poor monk who wants to pick the flowers of the motherland too early. I'm really forced to come to the door by others."

In a moment, he looked up at the Buddha's merciful smile and sighed again: "boss Buddha, I think I understand what you mean. It's not the poor monk's fault at all. In fact, the poor monk was forced! But don't worry, I will never lose you. I will definitely strengthen my mind and never let the little benefactor push back successfully! "

While talking, he had turned and walked out of the meditation room, but at the moment of leaving the meditation room, he whispered again in his heart: "however, if you don't let others push back, that means I should take the initiative to push down, right?"

The words were faint, but the sound of knocking at the door was more urgent. Vaguely, it seemed that it was the hurried knocking at the door, which also brought some pride.

Finally, with a slight sigh, he opened the temple door with a bitter face.

Then, a pink flash in front of him, and a figure with a strong fragrance rushed into his arms.

"Brother, I miss you so much!"

Sweet and greasy words mixed with strong fragrance, such as orchid fragrance, directly hit the nose of waste.

He couldn't help taking a deep breath, but it was a frenzy with no reason in his stomach.

However, the delicate body in her arms was still twisting. The chest and waist were tightly attached to the wasted body. In the twisting, the sensitive parts rubbed around and stirred more and more.

"Teng..."

The nameless fire that was born in the abdomen can no longer be suppressed. It burns quickly. Somewhere, it finally burst out and reacted.

"Brother wasted, why do you go out with a stick?" Little Laurie didn't know what it was, and she had to take it with her hands.

When I was shocked, I quickly slipped and staggered my body.

He put his hands on the broad monk's robe and covered it up. He smiled and said, "Xiao Fei, how's your song practice?"

Meng Fei looked at him suspiciously, and he succeeded in shifting the topic. With a confident smile, "brother, the teacher has always praised me for my strength and said that I have made great progress!"

"Congratulations." Idly and perfunctorily, he secretly took a deep breath and used the happy heart demon Zen skill in his body to forcibly suppress the dryness in his blood.

"Brother wasted, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" Little Lori's observation was also strong enough, but she saw the red face of waste at a glance, and immediately stretched out her little hand and touched the waste's forehead.

The restless fire, which had been pressed down with great difficulty, finally flooded again at this moment, and the anger that was about to be extinguished also opened its teeth and claws again.

Wasting is really a bitter cry in my heart. This little Laurie is really harmful!

"Brother, your head is so hot!" Little Laurie did not know the abnormality of waste and shouted with concern.

"Ha, it's really hot today. I just exercised once, so it's normal to sweat more and burn more." Idleness resisted the impetuous impulse in his heart, avoided his body, but hurried to the temple.

You must stay away from the little girl quickly, or something big will happen!

Poor monk, this is the rhythm of losing your life!

Alas! However, the painstakingly forced happy heart demon Zen skill can never move the color heart. It's really a poor monk!

The heart screamed wildly, and the waste quickly walked in.

But his performance made little Laurie unhappy.

"Wasted brother, you, you don't like me!"

"Ah?" I felt my head was a little big. I hurried back and smiled apologetically at little Laurie: "Xiao Fei, it's not that my brother doesn't like you, but that my brother wants to make tea for you!"

After saying this, he felt that it was too false, but there was no way. In a hurry, he couldn't think of a good excuse.

"It's very kind of you to waste your time, brother!" It has to be said that little Lori is too easy to cheat, especially the little Lori in unrequited love, which is simple and makes people can't bear to cheat.

There was a deep sense of guilt in his wasted heart, but at this moment, he was very helpless.

But in a flash, he found that his blood impulse to be angry had gone down. Indeed, once his attention was transferred, it was better than the heart clearing mantra.

He sighed, turned around and took a touch of elegant calm. He looked at Meng Fei lightly: "Xiao Fei, what's the matter with you today?"

Hearing this, the little girl immediately pinched her hands and rubbed the corners of her clothes. She didn't speak for a long time.

Sure enough, something happened!

"Come on, what is it?" Wasted words are gentle, with great patience, and there is a kind of encouragement in your eyes.

Meng Fei finally summoned up her courage. Mei Mou glanced at the waste, and her voice became very thin and light. It was not like her usual style: "brother waste, the most beautiful voice has begun the audition. I want to participate."

"Good!" It was just because of this that Meng Fei and his music teacher were allowed to learn music, but he didn't expect to come so soon.

But in a flash, he saw that little Lori seemed to be a little embarrassed. It seemed that he had something to say. He immediately smiled and asked, "Xiao Fei, what else do you have?"

"I, I want you to go with me." Words are gentle, full of expectations, and in the circulation of beautiful eyes, they also bring tenderness, which directly turns iron men into soft fingers.

I don't want to show up in vain, but I still feel pity for little Laurie's look of expectation. How can an amorous monk like him refuse?

But with a sigh, he finally nodded slowly.

"Oh, too!" Little Laurie suddenly drank, but she jumped up directly, and threw her delicate and plump body into the arms of waste.

The fiery fire that had been extinguished was ignited again.