Li Tie and Xu Changshou were stunned and looked at each other with an inexplicable look on their faces.

Instinctively thought that I had heard it wrong.

Let Qin He take a photo of him for no reason?

How about it?

Masochism?

Even Qin He didn't react at all.

I looked at the monk up and down, thinking that you really dare to take a unique approach.

At the beginning, the Lotus Army attacked the city at the top of the city, and it was urgent for 100,000 yuan. This great immortal was not too arrogant.

The most important thing is that you are not a believer, otherwise you can directly solve the problem by using a preaching technique, and there is no need to "the immortal touch my head" and pat it with your hands.

Not a believer, this is the key.

You're cheap enough, still want it?

The monk was shameless and looked expectant, "Come on, come on, take a photo of me~"

This is not just Li Tie and Xu Changshou.

Even Wei Wu, Wei Yuanji and Taoist priests opened their eyes wide and their heads were full of question marks.

Is the monk itchy skin?

See you for a long time!

"This...but you said."

Qin He emphasized, and then he swung the bench next to him with a "huh" sound, and with a "bang", he rushed towards the monk's bald head.

With a loud "bang", the bench suddenly turned into two pieces.

The monk opened his eyes widened, his head shrank, his eyes turned up, and he shook it a few times and fell to the ground.

The limbs are convulsing, foaming at the mouth...

Seeing this, Qin He looked around, pointed at the monk and said with an innocent look on his face: "You all heard it. It was him who asked me to take pictures, it's nothing to do with me."

"That's right." Xu Changshou hurriedly raised his hand to testify, saying, "I have never seen such a request in my life."

"It's so cheap." Li Tie also shook his head.

After saying that, the three of them went to the table directly, and the monk occupied two seats. As for the Taoist priest, he stood up and rushed to the monk: "Monk, what's wrong with you, monk? What's wrong with you?"

Another location was vacant.

One is not much, one is not much.

Good.

After getting on the table, Qin He was Wei Yuanji on the right side and Wei Wu on the opposite side.

"Two officials, where are you drinking?"

Qin He used his superb conversation skills and grinned.

Wei Yuanji looked at the monk on the ground, then looked at Qin He, and his face twitched, responding: "Ah yes, drink and drink."

Wei Wuze rolled his eyes and continued to be too lazy to pay attention to Qin He.

Qin He was not angry either. He changed his wine glass and put it on Xu Changshou, Li Tie and himself, and smiled and said, "Along the way, all the officials, brothers are safe and have gained a lot. Why don't we respect the Qingniu Daxian together?"

Everyone at the wine table looked at each other, nodded, and then raised their glasses one after another, but Wei Wu remained indifferent, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Brother Wu~" Wei Yuanji touched Wei Wu lightly and signaled wildly.

"You drink it. I feel uncomfortable today and I can't bear to drink." Wei Wu crossed his hands and looked indifferent.

When Qin He saw it, he was so angry.

Only with you, there will be ghosts if you are sincere.

No wonder I have never seen his name recorded in prayer for so many days in the past.

"Then what, Brother Wu is not feeling well recently." Wei Yuanji hurriedly made peace, and then whispered to Wei Wu: "Brother Wu, after all, the Qingniu Immortal is kind to us, so you can take a sip and come on."

As he said that, he also picked up Wei Wu's wine glass and handed over.

Wei Wu then took it reluctantly, and did not signal to everyone, and drank it all in one go.

Everyone's faces were a little stiff, so they could only leave him to signal to each other, and then talked a few more scenes before drinking the wine in the glass.

After a glass of wine, the atmosphere was better and everyone was chatting. The topic naturally shifted to the recently obtained teachings and the postures to worship the great immortals and the results were all pretty good.

In the past ten days, the worst thing I received was a reward.

There are all kinds of things, such as martial arts, magic, pills, cultivation insights, experiences, etc.

The atmosphere gradually became lively.

Only Wei Wu kept silent, his face became darker the more he heard it, and his back teeth creaked.

At this time, the Taoist priest who was pinching the people and slapped the face on the side finally woke the monk up.

The monk shook his head, quickly got up from the ground, touched his head, and couldn't help but "hiss".

A swelling bag on my smooth forehead.

"Monkey, you have your head clamped. Why do you want someone to pat you for nothing?" The Taoist asked in shock. Good guy, I almost got beaten to death by someone on a bench.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

However, the great monk had no idea of ​​life and sincerity, and had only the persistence of being able to die in Chao Wen Daoxi. He looked left and right, locked on Qin He who was throwing salt beans into his mouth, and walked over again.

"Oh, you monk, don't be fooled. You just asked me to take pictures." Seeing this, Xu Changshou quickly got up and stopped the monk.

The monk touched the bag on his head again, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and said, "I didn't cheat, I don't blame you, it's just..."

At the end of the conversation, he looked at Qin He: "Can you just pat it with your hands if you don't search the guy?"

"Are you...sure?" Qin He's face twitched.

"OK, OK." The great monk flashed past Xu Changshou and came to Qin He, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

When the Taoist heard this, he instinctively stepped forward to stop him.

Come again?

As a result, Qin He didn't give him any time to react. He raised his hand like lightning and patted the monk's head.

Fifty years of internal strength!

"Bang!"

The monk's head shrank, his body shook, and his eyes began to roll up again.

"Monk!" The Taoist priest was shocked and hurriedly helped him.

The monk's mouth was crooked and evil, pointing at Qin He tremblingly: "Ami, your whole family is a Buddha, why are your hands so heavy?"

"This?"

Qin He raised his hand and said seriously: "My iron sand palm."

When the monk heard this, his fat body fainted, and began to twitch his limbs and foam at his mouth.

The huge weight also threw the Taoist priest to the ground with a "Ouch" in his arms.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other.
Chapter completed!