Rebirth is crazy for you

Chapter 118 You Pickpocket!

  "Of course there is no problem. It is fate to meet each other. When benefactor Gu wants to enter the world of medicine, he only needs to go to the Kuzhu Temple on Glacier Island to inquire about the abbot of Kuzhu, and he will naturally find my whereabouts." Kuzhu clasped his hands together

. , the answer was very straightforward, but then he wrinkled his generous face, and his speech became faltering.

It seems that there is something to say, but as a senior, it is a bit difficult to say.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qing narrowed her phoenix eyes slightly, and gave Ku Zhu a warning look.

After receiving a blank stare, Ku Zhu shook his head helplessly, and could only show his old face and ask, "Well, the poor monk also has something to worry about, and I'm afraid I'll bother Master Ye." Hearing this, Ye Lingyun

challenged He frowned.

This Master Kuzhu has profound cultivation and profound Dharma, he really can't figure out what else needs to trouble him, but this person has opened his mouth, so it must not be something out of nothing.

"Senior, please tell me, if Ling Yun can help, it is naturally obligatory." Ye Lingyun also replied very boldly.

He is a person who is both good and evil, how others treat him, he will return ten times and a hundred times back, since Ku Zhu chooses to help him without hesitation, he will do his best to fulfill Ku Zhu's request.

"Well, it's actually not a big deal, it's just... the poor monk's wife thinks your flying magic weapon is very cool, so, Master Ye, see if you can also refine one for the poor monk, and it will save the poor monk Madame always dislikes the poor monk's broken Zen staff."

Kuzhu paused countless times before finally expressing himself clearly, and raised his hand embarrassingly to wipe his shiny forehead. As a senior, Kuzhu seemed a little embarrassed .

After Feng Qing heard this, she squinted at Ku Zhu angrily, and let out a cold snort of disgust from her nose.

Isn't this person quite thick-skinned in front of him?

She couldn't get away even if she was beaten, and she kept sticking to him, and she couldn't get away even when she was scolded, and she still leaned towards him with a shy face.

Why did he become like this once he was asked to do something serious?

Withdrawing her gaze, Feng Qing rolled her eyes with hatred, and moved her body to the side, farther away from that person, avoiding the clumsy aura emanating from that person, making him stupefied .

Hearing the cold snort of madam's disgust, Ku Zhu was not annoyed, but turned his face away to give a simple and flattering smirk, and then moved his body to stick to Feng Qing's side, until the two of them became intimate again .

The man came over cheekily again, Feng Qing glared at Ku Zhu angrily, and moved her body aside again, but the man still chased him unconsciously, until Feng Qing had no way out, and fell into the man's trap again. Among the claws.

Squinting her phoenix eyes slightly, Feng Qing raised her arm and gave the man a hard elbow, but in the end she was numb from the bump, and could only gasp in pain.

When Ku Zhu saw this scene, he panicked, and quickly held Feng Qing's jade arm in his palm, with a distressed expression on his face, and his big hand gently massaged the man's red arm.

Gu Ziqing, who saw this interaction in his eyes, couldn't help but chuckled in the end.

It's so interesting, from what my mother said, I can't associate everything between the old and disrespectful Master Kuzhu in front of me and the golden holy lotus on Mount Wutai.

No wonder he kept his name incognito for so many years without making people around him suspicious. Indeed, the character of this person is not the slightest bit different from the image passed down by the monks.

Seeing this scene, Ye Lingyun's expression softened, but his eyes scanned Gu Ziqing's direction without any trace, and saw interest and envy in the depths of the man's eyes, but he was not eager to try. Only then was a complete sigh of relief.

Compared with his Ziqing, this Senior Fengqing's temperament is not a bit more arrogant. He is really afraid that his Ziqing will follow suit. If the time comes, if he gets close to his wife in front of others, he will also be disgusted. If so, Ye Lingyun thought he couldn't be as cheeky as Kuzhu.

No way, his temperament is different from Kuzhu, but fortunately, Ziqing's temperament is also different from that of Fengqing.

Exhaling a breath of relief, Ye Lingyun raised his hand towards Kuzhu and replied respectfully: "Master, you are polite, there is no problem in refining the flying magic weapon, but I don't know if the master has any additional requirements, for example, the shape and the refining method. Material?

Feng Qing was a little annoyed at first, she stretched out half of her bare hands, and could greet Kuzhu's bright forehead from a distance of three feet, but after hearing Gu Ziqing's chuckle and Ye Lingyun's reply, she was He withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and let the man hug him tightly.

Although he always likes to toss bitter bamboo, but in front of Ye Lingyun and Gu Ziqing, he still remembers that he is a senior after all, so he can't let the juniors laugh at him As he wished, he hugged

his tender body into his arms, and the corners of Kuzhu's honest mouth rose, and then he lowered his golden eyes, and began to consider the question asked by Ye Lingyun. "For this shape, choose the golden-winged roc. As for the material

, Just choose the metal one, it looks more magnificent, what does your wife think? "

Hearing this, Feng Qing was a little discouraged.

This person's eyesight has been like this all his life, it's simply unbearable.

Choose gold for everything, the eyes are born with it, the Dharma is cultivated, and the relics are refined. Now, if you ask someone to forge a flying magic weapon, you still need gold.

I'm afraid that the best time in this person's life was when he fell in love with Feng Qing.

Too lazy to open her mouth to argue again, Feng Qing nodded helplessly, as a tacit consent.

But at this time, Ye Lingyun said with a troubled face: "Senior, the shape is fine, but this material, the metal spirit stones in this junior's hand are not much, I wonder if you can supply some, senior?

" Ku Zhu was dumbfounded immediately.

He is poor and poor, and the spirit stones that he offers every month are all taken by his wife to exchange for wine, and he is wrapped in a ragged monk's clothes every day. If he has some savings, he will not be so shabby that his wife will despise him. !

"This... this...." Kuzhu was even more difficult to say.

At this moment, Feng Qing couldn't stand it any longer, she raised her eyebrows, she didn't care if she was a senior or not, whether she was laughing or not, she stretched out her jade hand, held the bitter bamboo by the ear, and began to teach her a lesson.

"Okay, you, what are you doing, what are you fumbling about? Don't you want to refine it for me at all?"

Hearing this, Kuzhu died of injustice.

"Madam calm down, I'm really wronged, Madam knows, where do I have any spiritual stone savings? Isn't the only little income I have every month handed over to Madam to exchange for wine?" Kuzhu said with a bitter face. , trying to explain.

Hearing this, Feng Qing became even more angry.

"What's the matter? How dare you blame me? You can't even drink good wine with those two spirit stones every month. I, Feng Qing, followed you. I really committed crimes in my previous life. I have lived so poorly in this life."

"Yes, yes, it's all because of my incompetence." Kuzhu couldn't argue, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree to this trumped-up charge.

It's not that he's incompetent, with his ability, it's okay to overthrow the entire Lingwu world, it's just that it's unnecessary.

In this way, he can hold his wife warmly on the kang every day, and he lives very carefree. He has long been tired of those superficial identities and gorgeous names.

This sentence was heard in the ear, giving Feng Qing the illusion of punching cotton, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys would explode if he was angry. Pass?

Beautiful thought, see if I won't make you feel sore this time.

There was a flash of coldness in Feng's eyes, and the next moment, Feng Qing directly straddled Ku Zhu's body, and began to tear Ku Zhu's tattered monk's robe.

Realizing what happened, Kuzhu was shocked!

"Ma'am, what are you doing? No way, there are juniors watching." Kuzhu

was a little flattered, with a big hand tightly pulling at the skirt of his clothes, looking dully at the passionate lady on her body, a little reacted not come.

This kind of Fengqing, he couldn't even ask for it in private. On weekdays, he would have been a hungry wolf and crushed people under him, but today, on this occasion, this place is not acceptable!

If he is here in the bright world, lingering with his wife under the eyes of everyone, then his Qinger will have to be seen naked, if that is the case, Ku Zhu probably will go crazy again.

The big hand holding the skirt was pushed away by Feng Qing, and the willow eyebrows were raised upside down. Feng Qing snorted coldly from his nose to threaten Ku Zhu, and at the same time put his jade hand into Ku Zhu's robe.

But the jade hand did not stay too long, and took it out after rubbing it for a while, and at the same time, a series of golden balls came out, smooth and round, bright in color, Feng Qing raised her hand high, and pulled out one after another. After more than ten meters, it is not over yet.

"Okay, you idiot, I said why the number of relics placed at home is getting less and less every day, and I thought you were lazy, but I didn't expect that you hid them all close to your body, saying that you are picky, how dare you?" Rebut it to me, tell me, are you a pickpocket?"

Feng Qing swung the string of relics as a whip, as if she was about to hit her.

"No, ma'am, don't do anything." Ku Zhu hurriedly reached out to cut it off, but in vain, the man withdrew his hand and took back the string of relics.

The golden eyes flickered, and Kuzhu felt a little guilty.

"Ma'am, the relics I keep at home every day are enough for you to drink in exchange for wine. I saved them up to give you another string of waist chains." Hearing this,

Feng Qing was not even half surprised. On the contrary, he became even more angry.

Stretching out her hand and grabbing Ku Zhu's ear again, Feng Qing angrily said: "You dead bamboo, who are you fooling? Am I easy to deceive? As a waist chain? Is my waist so thick? If this is strung together as a waist chain, it can wrap around me three times!"