All that the Arhat holding a bowl could think about was lama meat stewed with pickled cabbage.
Hey, if only I had known this was the case.
Cats in Ruixue Temple will eat lama meat for the rest of their lives, which is actually pretty good.
It's a pity that I didn't listen to the elder sister.
He raised his bowl and accepted the order.
Where can I buy regret medicine?
Being manipulated by fate, whatever the Arhat can do and the golden body can do, it is all in vain.
When the Arhat was lamenting his fate, the golden flower had already fallen on the head of the Arhat.
With a slight touch, a slight touch, the Arhat Method shattered and dissipated in the air.
Then, the golden flower continued to fall, and continued to shrink.
The direction is very clear, that is to raise the alms bowl.
When everyone saw that Jinhua had lost her appearance, they all looked at Yuanyuan in shock.
Because her round hand kept pointing at the golden flower in the sky, as if she was controlling the direction of the golden flower.
Huang Xiaomao withdrew his foot from Lucun and looked at Yuanyuan blankly, not knowing what to say.
It turns out that his younger brother Ma is actually the reincarnation of the leader of the Golden Flower Sect. How can this be justified?
Immediately, a feeling of joy surged into my heart.
Isn't this a great thing?
There are so many people in the room, all acting cowardly.
Only you, rush out to help, work, protect the family, and keep your promises.
No matter how well the work is done, at least the affection is there.
This is definitely a personal statement that good people are rewarded.
My great opportunity came about in this desperate situation.
What a surprise, I paid for it myself.
Guangzong Yaozu and reaching the pinnacle of life are just around the corner.
Wanting to understand this, Huang Xiaomao no longer hesitated.
He knelt down on one knee facing Yuanyuan and cupped his fists with both hands.
"See, Lord Golden Flower."
His voice is not loud and he is a little shy.
Everyone didn't pay attention to Huang Xiaomao's appearance. They didn't know why this mentally ill person was so crazy, and they didn't hear what he said.
Yuanyuan was also fully focused at this time and didn't care about Huang Xiaomao's actions at all.
My hand is very steady, I just want the golden flower to fall down quickly and kill that smelly lama.
Xiao Sun did not look at Jin Hua, but looked at Yuanyuan carefully.
Why, why can’t I see through it myself?
There is no energy fluctuation at all.
No matter whether it is spiritual energy or demonic energy, there is no leakage.
So how to control the golden flower?
All unreasonableness points to one result.
That is, my current level is too low, Yuanyuan is really the leader of the Golden Flower.
If that's the case, then what's the point of all the suffering Cai Gen suffered in the past?
He could just go home and find his wife.
What about Zhao Daniu, Lin Wo, and a golden flower?
Not to mention sideways, it is rare to find an opponent in this world.
The strongest support is by your side.
Cai Gen turned a blind eye, which was really funny.
Thinking of this, Xiao Sun suddenly thought of Ksitigarbha and burst into laughter.
If he knew that he had kidnapped the son of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, he would probably cry in fear, right?
Shi Huozhu's reaction was relatively direct.
The moment I saw the golden flower, my mouth opened.
Because if you don't open your mouth, it will be a little difficult to breathe.
It was really shocking.
All kinds of information, all kinds of ideas, all kinds of speculations.
It exploded in his head instantly, shattering all his consciousness and leaving him stunned.
Even if I ran downstairs and knelt down like Huang Xiaomao, I couldn't move my legs.
All the eyes are filled with that golden flower.
Just when Shi Huozhu felt like he was drowning in the golden flower, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.
"Azhu, what are you doing?
Already fifteen?
Why are there fireworks in broad daylight?"
This slap was so hard that Shi Huozhu was hit directly on his butt.
Hearing the familiar voice, Shi Huozhu was so happy that tears filled her eyes.
"Brother Cai, why did you wake up?
Have you watched too many Hong Kong movies and heard the siren call for help?
It won’t ring until it’s finished?”
Cai Gen didn't pull him, thinking what happened to this guy?
Isn't it a good thing to wake up?
Why are you still complaining that I woke up late?
You really can't speak, your brain has been drained by Marsala, right?
He ignored Shi Huozhu and looked at Li Saishi.
"Hey, Grandma Li, I've been causing you trouble these days."
Although Cai Gen greeted him warmly, no one looked at him.
Looking at the small courtyard shining with golden light with good eyes.
Cai Gen thought it was quite boring, why not just put some fireworks?
Is it necessary to be so focused?
It's still open during the day, it's really money to burn.
He took out a cigarette from Shi Huozhu's pocket and lit it smoothly.
He took a deep breath and didn't spit it out for a long time.
Feeling as comfortable as a newborn taking his first breath, he exhaled the smoke.
Gong Kanghui was right, he had indeed given himself a new lung that was just waiting to bloom.
And, according to him, he was there to protect her.
I smoke the chimney of the power plant every day and it's fine. Don't worry.
By the same token, Cai Gen understood that he should be fine even if he drank.
After all, Suiren is there to support it, and even a little alcohol is not enough to fuel the fire.
Smoking and drinking are enough, but the only thing missing is getting a perm.
Cai Gen rubbed his bald head and felt depressed because he couldn't achieve it.
Thinking of this, Cai Gen deeply blamed himself.
The selfless dedication of Suiren and Gong Kanghui turned out to be the capital for him to cultivate bad habits wantonly, which was a bit excessive.
Isn't it too depraved to think this way?
After taking several puffs of cigarette, I looked towards the courtyard downstairs.
What kind of fireworks are they, so bright?
"Damn, what a big golden flower. How much does it cost?"
In fact, the golden flower had shrunk a lot as it approached the top of the bowl-lifting Arhat's head.
Far less than when it collided with Arhat Law.
But the visual impact is not small at all.
"Damn it, isn't that an Arhat?
How did you find this product?
Did he know that I was in a coma and come to see my doctor?
Are you so filial?"
The Arhat, who was waiting for the golden flowers to fall, could not move at all, and was very helpless.
In particular, Cai Gen's voice was loud, which had a 10,000-point critical hit on his mentality.
Why should I be filial to Cai Gen?
Oh my gosh, did Cai Gen finally show up?
The fight in the small courtyard was so lively that he didn't even dare to show his head.
Now, I am determined by a golden flower.
Did he just come out and make cheap remarks?
Really works.
It does work.
Absolutely very good.
As expected of the man chosen by the God of Bitterness, doesn’t he have any bottom line?
"Cai Gen, you are a shameless person and a young person.
You cannot live up to the expectations of Lingzi Mother, and you are not worthy of the name of the God of Suffering.
I, Rudra Besai, despise you till the end of the world."
The Arhat was so angry that he trembled all over and gave up resistance completely.
Even if he is about to die, he must still denounce Cai Gen.
Otherwise, I'm sorry for all the miserable experiences he has had since coming to this small courtyard.
What did you say? What did you do?
Cai Gen was a little confused.
Judging from the situation, this grandson came to find him, and he was definitely not holding anything back.
Moreover, did you just report the real name of the Arhat?
