"This thing is just a corpse to us, but to some people, it is not as simple as a corpse."
A meaningful smile appeared on the face of the little golden Buddha.
"It's not a corpse, what is that?"
Bubuka raised his eyebrows, turned his head quickly, and glanced behind him from the corner of his eye. He vaguely seemed to see a figure approaching cautiously.
He hesitated for a moment and then reacted immediately.
"You mean, this body is a must-have for that woman?"
When the little golden Buddha heard this, he smiled and said, "It seems that you are not too stupid to react so quickly."
As soon as he finished speaking, another slap came over him with a snap, hitting him on the head and making him stunned.
"Why are you talking to your father-in-law? Are you polite?"
Bubuka's old face darkened, he glared at the little golden Buddha and scolded.
"you……"
The little golden Buddha was so angry in his heart!
Every day after I left home, I slapped myself in the face at every turn, just doing whatever I wanted while maintaining my identity as the father-in-law.
"You old and disrespectful guy, are you polite?"
The little golden Buddha hummed with a livid face.
At this moment, the good mood of harvesting a batch of treasures was gone.
It's so out of character.
Following this old guy is like carrying a giant Buddha, while he can only be a grandson and hold it in obediently.
Moreover, one cannot remain unconvinced.
If you don't accept it, you'll get beaten. What a shame!
The little golden Buddha cursed in his heart.
But Bubuka had a smile on his face. He liked to grab the little golden Buddha and tease him like this. This was a great pleasure every day.
"I am your father-in-law. I don't need to be polite. As long as you, son-in-law, are polite, that's enough."
Bubuka smiled.
"That's enough, don't talk about my father-in-law every day and make it look like it's true. I can't even talk about your daughter." Not a single finger touched it."
The eyes of the little golden Buddha were full of dissatisfaction, and he snorted heavily.
"That's not because you are incompetent and can't eat when you see it. Can you blame me?"
Bubuka scolded him in turn.
"Too lazy to tell you."
The little golden Buddha felt powerless for a while.
In the past, he thought that he was an unreasonable person, but until he met Bubka, he realized that he was actually reasonable, because Bubka was even more unreasonable than him.
My own unreasonableness is completely inadequate in front of Bu Buka, and I can't compare with him.
"This old guy is so arrogant and unreasonable, and he can live for so long. It is really unjust."
The little golden Buddha murmured in his heart.
"Are you speaking ill of your father-in-law again in your heart?"
Bubu came over with a smile on his face.
"Why do you ask even though you already know?"
The little golden Buddha raised his eyebrows and snorted.
"That's not okay. You are my son-in-law. Once a son-in-law, you will always be a son-in-law. You must respect your elders and cannot speak ill of your elders in your heart."
Bubka likes to teach the Little Golden Buddha a lesson by holding his own identity the most, which gives him a full sense of accomplishment.
"Elders who don't have money are not good elders. You old man, you are so picky and picky. It's really bad. You don't want such an elder."
The little golden Buddha simply didn't bother to pretend, he just spread his arms and cursed.
"Hmph...how do you know I have no money? Let me tell you, you still owe me a lot of magic weapons!"
Bubuka's eyes turned sharp and he said angrily.
"That's because I owe the magic weapon, not money!"
The little golden Buddha retorted.
"A magic weapon can be worth a lot of money!"
Bubukanu
Looking at the little golden Buddha.
"That's not money either."
"It's money!"
"no."
"that is!"
…
The two of them were arguing one sentence at a time.
Behind him, Qian Muci, who had been following him, was dumbfounded.
She never imagined that the old man and the young man would be quarreling like two hooligans.
Even when it comes to scolding people, she is no worse than those vendors in the market.
This was completely different from the peerless strong man and peerless master she had imagined.
She frowned: "Who are these two guys?"
Qian Muci became very interested in the origin of Bubuka.
However, at this moment, a cold gaze swept over.
"this……"
Qian Mu Ci only felt a cold air rushing up from behind, going straight to the back of his head.
This feeling has only been experienced when facing the personal protector beside His Highness the Third Prince, but you must know that that protector is an existence in the seventh realm.
If the power behind the Third Prince hadn't been strong enough, it would have been difficult to hire such a powerful person to act as a protector.
Even when the third prince faced this protector, he was respectful and did not dare to show off or show off in any way.
And the protector only promised that he was willing to protect the third prince, and other than that, he would never take action for the third prince again.
In other words, the third prince could not force the protector to do anything for him.
How could a strong man in the seventh realm appear in a place like this?
Qian Muci felt a chill in his heart, and the last bit of resistance in his heart was completely gone.
She lowered her head and said respectfully: "I have met senior!"
Bubuka suddenly changed his expression, pretending to be a master, and was very imposing. Zuo, with cold eyes, glanced at Qian Mu Ci lightly.
"You followed us all the way to get revenge?"
His voice was very soft, but when it came out, it was like a thunderous roar, exploding directly in Qian Muci's mind.
All of a sudden, Qian Mu Ci's face turned extremely pale.
She shook her head hastily: "Don't dare!"
When the little golden Buddha saw Qian Mu Ci, he also stopped his scolding attitude. His eyes sternly turned into a cold and aloof young man.
He raised his eyebrows and snorted softly: "Since you are not here for revenge, then you are here to subdue someone?"
What Little Golden Buddha said was so straightforward that it immediately embarrassed Qian Muci.
A faint light flashed in her eyes.
But, it only appeared briefly.
Subdued?
This is humiliating yourself severely!
No matter how angry she was, she could only endure it!
After all, we are here to ask for help.
"Yes, I'm here to be subdued. I bumped into a senior in front of me and lost my etiquette. I'm here to apologize."
Qian Muci is also a woman who can bend and stretch.
I remember that in the beginning, she was willing to sacrifice her body for the sake of superiority. Later, she got everything she wanted and killed all the men who slept with her.
"Hey, do you know etiquette so well?"
The little golden Buddha glanced at the woman in front of him in surprise.
Unexpectedly, after she robbed the treasure, took away the body, and caused her to fail the mission, she could still come over and apologize.
Is this what the big fist has the final say?
It seems that no matter where you go, force will always come first, and fists represent everything.
Truth is not spoken with your mouth, but punched with your fists!
The little golden Buddha recognized this statement more and more in his heart.