The monk Jiese was smiling at the two of them, folding their hands together, looking like Maitreya Buddha, and seemed not to notice Ye Dou's murderous aura.

"It turns out to be a master of quitting sex. It's been a long time since I saw you. I didn't expect you to visit my shop again." Boss Wang turned around and smiled immediately.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect. After the other party drove away the ghost, the female ghost disappeared in the hotel, so he treated the fat monk with great courtesy.

"Boss Wang, I am here to find Donor Ye. If possible, I want to take up Donor Ye's private time." The monk Jingsei was solemn.

Boss Wang arrived at Zhiqu, and saw the monk Jiese coming from afar, and then left after a few greetings.

However, before leaving, Grandet also stipulated that Ye Dou had set the deadline for paying the arrears, and stipulated that the other party would pay off the money within one week, otherwise they would move away.

Of course, the other party also left the paper full of various Cowherd recruitment advertisements.

In addition, there is also the phone contact information of the elder sister who is the Pimp Alley.

Ye Dou didn’t know anything about this. Since ancient times, it is natural to pay back debts.

But it is absolutely impossible to ask him to sacrifice his lust to accompany those elderly women.

As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed but not humiliated, unless the other party is a beautiful woman.

Ahem...

"Amitabha, donor Ye, we have met again. I haven't seen each other for a few days. I'm fine." Saying Boss Wang away, the monk Jiese looked at Ye Dou with a smile.

"Monkey, stop talking nonsense, what are you doing? Wait, you said we haven't seen each other for a few days..." Ye Dou didn't give the liar monk any good expression, but immediately heard something in his words.

The monk Agnae smiled and closed the door casually, clasped his hands together and said, "I'm here to thank Donor Ye for his help in General Mountain."

Ye Dou raised his eyebrows: "Hey, don't you lose your memory?"

The monk Jiese shook his head: "The ghost messengers have extraordinary spiritual skills, which are hard for ordinary people to stop them. However, I am not an ordinary person. However, most of my memories in General Mountain were washed away by the ghost messenger, and only some of the important memories have not been cleared. There are memories about those three players and donor Ye."

"Interesting, you actually know the ghost messenger, and you also know the players. Even the ghost messenger will clear away their memories." Ye Dou looked at the monk Jiese with a burning look.

This fat monk surprised him so much.

Does the other party really have any magic power?

"Hahaha, that's of course. I have been in the world for many years, so I naturally know some things about the underworld. After all, the things that subdue demons and exorcise ghosts are indispensable to dealing with ghost messengers. As for players who have more contact, they will naturally know."

The monk Jiese smiled and said, "And I am like Donald Ye, both of them have spiritual roots. If the ghost messengers want to completely clean my memory, it will take a lot of effort."

"Spiritual root? What are you talking about?" Ye Dou asked in surprise.

"Let's talk about this matter slowly. Donor Ye hasn't had lunch yet. I'm actually here this time to thank donor. Why don't we have a good meal? Come and treat you to him." Jiese patted his proud breasts.

After touching his empty belly, Ye Dou accepted it happily.

Since someone came to the door, he naturally would not refuse, for fear that the other party would not bring enough money.

Soon, the two of them came to a medium-sized barbecue restaurant.

Ye Dou looked at the monk who was leading the way and said strangely: "We want to eat barbecue? Are you a monk who is not a vegetarian?"

"Hahahaha, don't know if you have heard a saying that wine and meat pass through the intestines. The Buddha keeps it in his heart. I am a master of Buddhism and will not avoid drinking and eating meat." After the monk Jiese said that, he pushed the door and entered it directly.

Ye Dou was silent.

This monk was so lively and could drink and eat meat. He was as good as the living Buddha Jigong, and he was almost embarrassed to hug a girl.

"The boss has fifty skewers of grilled lamb, fifty skewers of grilled waist, and ten bottles of cold beer."

Find a place with better ventilation, the monk Agnae sat down and ordered the dishes, and said very generously: "Donor Ye is a life-saving person. You don't have to be polite to me. Order whatever you want. I will definitely care that you will be full."

"That's what you said."

Ye Dou smiled and turned to the store and shouted: "Boss, come three hundred skewers of grilled lamb, three hundred skewers of grilled waist, plus three hundred skewers of pork skewers."

The owner of the shop who was doing barbecue in front of the grill was shocked and felt that he had encountered a robbery, but he immediately smiled.

The monk abstained from sex couldn't help but take a breath.

Ye Dou asked, "Now you can talk about what spiritual roots are."

"Donor Ye doesn't know that spiritual roots are normal, so I'll talk about it."

The monk Jiese immediately shook his head and said, "The so-called spiritual roots are actually a kind of physique. People with spiritual roots can absorb the spiritual energy from heaven and earth. For example, I am a man and donor Ye, you are all because of spiritual roots, so we can feel or see ghosts."

Ye Dou remained silent. He was stroking the fragrant meat skewers in front of him, and in a short while, a large pile of bamboo sticks were left in front of him.

"Often people with spiritual roots will unconsciously gather spiritual power, which will make us more likely to provoke ghosts than ordinary people. I believe that Donor Ye has encountered many monsters recently." The monk Jiese continued, looking at the other party's mouth that had never stopped.

“This is interesting.”

Ye Dou nodded, interested in continuing to listen.

Most of the time, although he took the initiative to fight with ghosts, he thought about it and the chance of meeting ghosts was indeed not low.

The monk Jiese took a bite and said, "When I was young, I was accidentally circulated by the ghost of a Buddhist monk. From then on, I made a connection with the Buddha and opened my spiritual roots from then on. I often feel the existence of ghosts, but most people with spiritual roots will be entangled by ghosts and monsters. I don't live long. It is rare for Donor Ye to be able to get to this day."

That's right.

It’s not easy to hit a ghost when you go out.

But this has nothing to do with whether you have spiritual roots or not.

I don't know if what the other party said is true or false.

Anyway, I have golden fingers and martial arts skills, so I can still try my best when I encounter ghosts.

"By the way, what do you know about the underworld ghost messenger?" Ye Dou swallowed the skewers in his mouth and continued to ask.

"The Ghost Sergeant in the Underworld? You're asking the right person. As far as I know, many people with spiritual roots died young because they hit ghosts, but many people survived because they all became ghost Sergeant. In fact, if the spiritual roots are of good enough, they might also become ghost Sergeant."

Ye Dou was stunned. Unexpectedly, this fat monk knew a lot, and he even knew about the ghost mess.
Chapter completed!