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Chapter 174: A Murder Case Caused by a Steamed Bun

After leaving the toilet, Wang Chen left the Berlin Temple first and took a bath at the entrance of the Berlin Temple. When he went to the bathhouse, the eyes of the girl in charge were wide-eyed.

This little girl works in a bathhouse. She is a tough girl who has seen wind and rain and experienced rainbows. People like this tough girl who come out to hang out have seen countless people, no matter how disgusting they are. They think they are

Even if she is not indestructible, she can at least be called invulnerable. But today she realized that she was wrong and all her underwear fell off. The moment she saw Wang Chen, this little girl felt like she was

His values ​​and outlook on life have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Being smelly enough to attract flies is a strength.

It's so smelly that even flies flying over will be suffocated to death. This is a state of mind!

The little girl was completely shocked by the smell of Wang Chen's body. It was only after Wang Chen entered the bathhouse that the little girl came back to her senses and subconsciously muttered to herself: "I'm a good boy, I guess even those who pick up feces don't have any smell on their bodies."

It stinks so bad. Could it be that the man just now was taken out of the feces?"

Fortunately, no one has come out of the bathhouse yet, otherwise Wang Chen would have been frightened to the point where he would have his vagina shadow in the shower in the future.

If you stay in the toilet for three days, you will understand how much enjoyment it is to soak comfortably in hot water. Especially the place where Wang Chen stayed is not an ordinary toilet, it is the original toilet of the legendary Berlin Temple.

, its taste is simply unparalleled in this world.

Wang Chen feels that he is very happy now.

What is happiness?

Happiness is having hot water, being able to hum songs, and letting the tune go.

Wang Chen washed for two full hours this time, including his clothes. After he finished washing, the pool that was clear just now was as black as ink. Wearing wet clothes, he was worshiping the little girl in charge.

In his eyes, Wang Chen left the bathhouse quite impressively. After leaving the bathhouse, Wang Chen began to think about a very important thing, that is, he had not eaten for three days.

Wrong, it should have been four days, because the old monk Xie Yue vomited out the little food he ate on the day he came to Berlin Temple, and the remaining residue was discarded in the toilet. Wang Chen is not there now

I have the courage to go back to my little den to find food. Now that little den is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. I have the life to go but I don't have the life to come back.

First, there is an agreement between him and Master Xieyue that he cannot leave Berlin Temple within seven days. This time he came to take a bath at the entrance of Berlin Temple can be said to be a special situation. If he goes home, it will not be a special situation, but a special situation.

It's a serious situation.

The second is that Wang Chen is not ready to go home yet. That girl Bao Lulu should have returned to her hut now. It’s great to see such a tough girl like Bao Lulu meet the prince, and Xie Dan is also the same

Wang Chen couldn't even imagine how powerful the sparks that a tough girl could create. He didn't dare to say anything else, but Wang Chen was sure that these sparks would be enough to burn him to death.

Wang Chen said to himself: "Damn! I just spent the twenty dollars I had left on me taking a shower. Could it be that I have to have a meal today?"

Eating Bawang meal is indeed a very creative and exciting thing, but where to eat is a problem. In the end, after thinking about it again and again, Wang Chen had no choice but to go back to the Berlin Temple again. After arriving at the temple, Wang Chen

For a while, he did not go to Master Xieyue but sneaked towards the cafeteria of Berlin Temple.

"Do you know? There seems to be something wrong with our relic stupa just now. If Master Yuan Yue hadn't happened to be there, the relic might have flown out on its own."

"Tch! Don't force me to call you uneducated. You're just talking nonsense if you don't understand anything. Our stupa is a thousand-year-old temple, and these relics can't break through at all."

"That's not possible. This relic belongs to the living Buddha. Once its power explodes, I feel that our relic tower cannot stop it at all."



Although the current Berlin Temple has suppressed the matter of the relics, it is difficult for everyone to prevent it, and there are still many novice monks who are aware of it quietly discussing this matter.

When Wang Chen was lurking in the dining hall, he happened to hear the conversation between the two young monks. Wang Chen frowned slightly. What happened to the relics of Berlin Temple so quickly? Wang Chen bumped into Chen Yang in the toilet two days ago.

When that guy stole the Buddha's golden body from Berlin Temple, he heard him saying to himself that this Buddha's golden body was used to suppress the relics. The problem with the relics this time was definitely related to Chen Yang.

relationship.

This was just Wang Chen's thought. Even if the relics of Berlin Temple ran away and took care of his business, there was still a more difficult task before him, which was to steal a few steamed buns first. Wrong.

How can the thing of a cultured person be called stealing? Namo Amitabha, this should be called going to get a few steamed buns first. Monks are compassionate, so if you take a few steamed buns yourself, you will treat them as compassionate.

Wang Chen gave him a reason to convince himself, then quietly left the corner and lurked in.

It was almost lunch time now, and those steamed buns were steaming with hot white steam, which made Wang Chen salivate. He saw that the thick buns were placed on one side, and no one was guarding them.

Wang Chen was secretly happy, and quietly touched it, and picked up two steamed buns.

After Wang Chen took the steamed buns, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he hid next to the steamed bun drawer. This guy hadn't eaten for three days now. He felt closer to the steamed buns than to his own father. Three times five divided by two

So he ate it, but he was very happy and sad at the same time. He ate too fast, and the steamed bun suddenly got stuck in his throat. Wang Chen's eyes were so wide that they were about to burst out, and his little face turned red from holding back.

Wang Chen saw that there happened to be a pond next to him, so he hurriedly ran towards the pond.

Holy shit!

Wang Chen went to drink water but didn't pay attention to his feet. He tripped over the steamed bun drawer and heard a "pop" sound. Wang Chen fell heavily to the ground, and the stuck steamed bun made a squeaking sound and was knocked out by him.

After swallowing it, Wang Chen turned his head and saw that the thick tray of steamed buns fell to the ground, and the steamed buns rolled all over the floor.

"I'm here!"

Wang Chen helped the drawer up in a panic, but more than half of the steamed buns had fallen to the ground. Wang Chen was picking up steamed buns on the ground in a panic, and did not notice that someone was already standing in front of him, and a pair of feet appeared in front of him.

In his sight, Wang Chen subconsciously raised his head and saw a middle-aged monk looking at him angrily.

Wang Chen explained calmly: "Master, I...I was wrong. I just wanted to eat two steamed buns, but I accidentally knocked over the drawer."

"Hmph! Where did the little thief come from? He actually dared to sneak into my kitchen. Come with me to see the abbot!" There was anger in the middle-aged monk's eyes, his hands turned into claws, and the veins bulged faintly. He stretched out his hand toward the abbot.

Wang Chen grabbed his shoulder. If this claw was caught, even if he wasn't seriously injured, his shoulder would probably be red and swollen for several days.

Wang Chen was slightly startled. If he met the abbot, he would probably be captured by Master Xieyue. But now that the demons and lunatics have not cultivated the Buddha's heart, wouldn't they have to face the dark days alone?

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