Chapter 1234 I’m embarrassed today
The alms-raising Arhat was very upset just now when he heard Munn's constant pleas for help.
Why can't you be a little more responsible?
Just now, Cai Gen was pushed out and all his bones were shattered. It was difficult to stand up. How much of a threat could it be?
Besides, even if there is a threat, can't you think of a way?
Why is there no subjective initiative at all?
How did such a good-for-nothing Moon Palace Fairy trick so many big shots?
Alas, the rumors are not credible.
It is estimated that those big shots also had a plan, but they just put up a false appearance to deceive her.
Although he was complaining about Munn in his heart, he still quickened his pace. He really didn't have much confidence in Munn, so he had to finish the work quickly so that he could feel at ease.
Relying on his own senses, he finally arrived at his destination.
But the scene in front of him made the Arhat feel confused.
What is going on?
There are newspapers and magazines scattered all over the floor, and mountains of various books, with many CDs and video tapes mixed in. At first glance, it looks like a junkyard.
Shouldn't it be solemn and solemn?
What's going on with this random scene?
Have you gone to the wrong place?
After two rounds of clutter, I couldn't find what I expected, and the alms-raising man was a little irritated.
Suddenly, a voice came from the pile of debris.
"Brother, are you there? Brother."
The voice sounds relatively childish, as if he is not very old.
The alms-raising Arhat didn't care about appearances. It's normal for an old guy to pretend to be young. You can't use common sense to guess.
Without hesitating what the other party said, he followed the voice and climbed up the pile of debris. After rummaging around, a small red coffin was revealed in the center of the pile of debris.
It is said that it is a small coffin, but in fact the coffin is not small at all. Even if the Arhat holding the bowl is standing on the pile of debris, it is not as high as the coffin.
It's just that it's much smaller than what Jubo Arhat expected. After all, the ancestral souls just now were so big, and the coffin that normally stores Gonggong's remains should also be very large.
After completely cleaning up the debris on the coffin, the Alman Holding Bowl stood next to the coffin, a little hesitant.
So common?
Is the coffin containing Gonggong's remains so ordinary?
Not to mention genius and treasure, there should always be a coffin and a coffin, right?
There was just such a small coffin, made of extremely ordinary material, which made the Arhat for a time think that he had found the wrong place.
I walked around the small coffin and then around again to make sure that I was not looking for the wrong place.
If there are really Gonggong's remains here, they must be in this small coffin.
So who was speaking just now?
Isn’t Gonggong dead?
How could he be put in a coffin if he wasn't dead?
The Arhat holding the bowl carefully revealed the golden body of the Arhat and patted the small coffin with his hand.
"Who's in there? Don't be mysterious."
The person holding the bowl seemed to be extremely happy that the Arhat in the coffin was able to reply.
Hearty laughter came from the coffin, a bit crazy.
"Ah, an outsider, he is actually an outsider, and he is not a mute.
Great, tell me quickly, is One Piece over?
As long as I live, this has always been a thought that I can't let go of. I'm really afraid that I won't be able to wait until that day.
By the way, which season is the Evil Force in? Has that little angel corrected his evil ways?
It is said that Poison Master has released a theatrical version, but Boss Tong did not send it to me. I have always wanted to see the final ending of Xiaofen. I am really curious.
And, and, eh?
How did you come here?
Didn't my people give you any trouble?
Oh, I fell asleep just now and didn't notice, but you grabbed the bowl.
That's fine, just save them from bothering me.
You are so capable, why don't you send them away.
I can send it anywhere. I'm really worried about fussing around here every day.
The more I said I couldn't go out, the more they refused to listen.
It's all for their own good, but I just don't understand. Hey, who made me feel sorry for them? I can’t even beat them, nor can I scold them.
The same goes for that stinky cook. Why is he so petty?
Didn't I just go the wrong way?
Besides, I paid the price.
The whole clan, old and young, are all on board, what do you want me to do?
The books say that God can forgive young people if they make mistakes.
I have never seen God, but I was so young back then.
Brother, do you know God?
Call him over, talk to him, and forgive me.
No, you should take God to the stinky cook and persuade him to forgive me.
If you can help me figure this out, it will be of great benefit to you.
Many of the small CDs out there are orphans. I allow you to take away three of them.
Well, let’s take one away, three is a bit much”
The beggar-raising Arhat was outside the coffin, his head buzzing.
What kind of mess is this? Could it be that I have been holding it here for a long time, and after finally meeting an outsider, I can't stop talking.
I am in a hurry, and if I can patiently listen to this, I am already profound. I am a mule or a horse, and I must pull it out.
"Don't bullshit me, I want to see what you are."
As he spoke, he used all his strength to raise his hand and push the coffin lid.
After getting it, it was beyond the expectations of the Arhat.
The coffin lid is really just an ordinary wooden board, and it seems to be opened frequently. There is no mechanism to fix it, and it is lifted very easily.
A thick smoke poured out from the coffin, startling the Bodhisattva.
Due to too much force, the coffin lid flew off and landed far, far away.
After the thick smoke dissipated, the Alman Holding a Bowl no longer hesitated, stepped on his feet, and looked into the coffin.
"Brother, why are you throwing it so far?
I've lost all my cigarettes here. You'll definitely pick them up for me later.
It just so happened that I wanted to get some air, and it was not good to smoke in there all the time.
My old waist is dead. ”
Mo Ji didn't stop talking. The person in the coffin sat up and wanted to stretch.
But at this moment, the head of the beggar-raising Arhat poked his head in and greeted him directly.
Moreover, this meeting ceremony was a bit intense and a bit stiff, and neither party restrained themselves.
The Arhat holding a bowl thinks that he has the golden body of an Arhat, and even if he can make iron, I can also make iron, and I can smash your head just in time, and it will be over once and for all, and you will have peace of mind.
As for the person in the coffin, because he hadn't moved his body for a long time, he stretched his waist half way. He was feeling comfortable and wanted to stop in the middle. He was a little reluctant, so he just let himself go and perfected his posture.
"Dang!"
There was a sound of metal clashing, and then a powerful shock wave spread out with the coffin as the center, blowing debris everywhere.
A loud curse sounded from the coffin.
"Damn it, why are you so hard?
Hey, brother, don't go. What are you doing?
You pick up the lid of my coffin.
I didn't mean it
Come back, don't run away.
I have good things here. Come back and I will give you good things.”
The beggar-raising Arhat covered his face, without daring to say a word, and flew towards Munn.
Fortunately, the person in the coffin only shouted with his mouth and did not chase him out.
Even so, it didn't give the panicked Arhat much sense of security.
It's fucked up, it's sloppy, I'm embarrassed today.
(End of chapter)