C2 To Go Back to the Common People with a Roar and a Roar

Eli's face blushed. What Ye Martial Uncle said made sense. No wonder he was able to be on equal footing with Zhi Tong at such a young age.

He had seen him drink and eat as many times as he could, and it turned out that he was just cultivating. A true monk could indeed do what it takes to drink and eat as much as it takes to sit in the heart of a Buddha.

However, even though she was a foreigner, she was still a sixteen year old girl. How could she not let her imagination run wild when she was hugged by a man just like that?

At this moment, Eli was neither struggling nor struggling, so she could only helplessly stay in Wang Xiaojian's arms.

The most important thing was that Wang Xiaojian's face was extremely serious and serious, but his hands were not honest at all. From time to time, he would pinch and touch, causing Eli's pretty face to turn even redder.

Every time Eileen glared at him, Wang Xiaojian would bring up that poem to educate her.

Just when Wang Xiaojian was very happy, a cold voice filled with anger suddenly came over.

"Let go of your dog paws!"

Eli suddenly trembled and quickly struggled out of Wang Xiaojian's arms. Her face was so red that it seemed as if water would drip out of it. She lowered her head and did not dare to say a word.

Looking at the furious face of the beautiful woman, Wang Xiaojian couldn't help but sigh. Sigh, such a beautiful woman, how could she leave home. It's such a shame, but on the surface, he was still very respectful.

"Martial Aunt Clear Frost, I am currently exchanging Buddhist spells with Eli. Would you like to participate?"

With that ice-cold face, the long whip in her hand was ready to move. Step by step, she walked towards Wang Xiaojian. That tone was as if she wanted to kill someone.

"I see that your kung fu has improved again recently, right?"

Damn, this daddy here has such a good talent! Back then, when I was in the army, I was unrivalled throughout the world, and I even studied hard on Thousand Buddha Temple for five years, so I already broke through the Earth Spirit Stage, but there are only two people in the entire Southern Mountain that he couldn't beat. One is Zhi Tong, and the other is Qing Shuang.

He really didn't know what kind of profound martial arts this nunnery had. Qing Shuang was only around 40 years old, not only did she maintain her strength like a young girl, but she also practiced so much. She was comparable to that old man Zhi Tong, so Wang Xiaojian didn't want to get beaten up by her.

At this moment, a few young monks ran over. When they saw the expression on Nun Shuang's face, they were so scared that they started to tremble. One must know that Glaucous was not a member of the Cultivator's Heart Sect; if she were to lose her temper, she would definitely beat them up in front of Zhi Tong.

Zhan Shao walked over shakily with his head lowered. He raised his eyes and looked at Qing Shuang carefully.

"Grand Master, my family's Reverend called Martial Uncle back."

Glaucous glanced at the monks coldly. Her gaze almost scared them to the point that they peed their pants. She glared at Wang Xiaojian again. Who knew that Wang Xiaojian would actually scratch his nose and put on a nonchalant expression?

Qing Shuang was so angry that she almost used violence. However, since today was a special day, she didn't need to see Wang Xiaojian anymore. Thus, she decided to let him off today.

"Let's go!"

Seeing that Grandmaster Qing Shuang had brought Eli and the others back, Wang Xiaojian called out with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Nun Shuang, I don't think you look too good. Are you suffering from endocrinopathy?" Would you like me to check your pulse? "

"Scram!"

The seven young monks were filled with fear. This Wang Martial Uncle was too awesome, even Senior Master Qingshuang dared to tease him, and then look at himself, just watching a Japan action movie was enough to make him look like a grandson. Sigh, when would I be able to be as domineering and free as Wang Martial Uncle?

If Zhi Tong knew what these brats were thinking, he would probably kick them out of the sect.

Wang Xiaojian followed them back to the temple. Suddenly, he realized that his luggage had been neatly packed. Meanwhile, Zhi Tong was facing Buddha with his hands behind his back. No one knew what he was thinking about.

Wang Xiaojian immediately reacted. His face was filled with ecstasy. Even his feet were trembling as he said with great excitement.

"Brother Zhi Tong …" "Could it be that today …"

Zhi Tong's aged face finally revealed a smile. It was as if the burden of all these years was finally put down. His face was full of relief as he smiled and nodded.

"That's right, today is still a normal day for you."

Wang Xiaojian was so excited that tears started to roll down his cheeks. Of course, this was not sadness, but happiness. After five years, I finally f * * king became vulgar!

All these years, it was simply torture to Wang Xiaojian. Five years ago, he was somehow forced to bring over Thousand Buddha Temple, to not eat meat, to not drink wine, and to not pick up girls. This was f * * king taking Wang Xiaojian's life.

However, with the increase of time, Wang Xiaojian could find some interesting things to do on this poor, clanking mountain. Smoking, drinking, eating meat, and flirting with nuns, these things became Wang Xiaojian's daily work.

Zhi Tong could not control Wang Xiaojian, so he simply turned a blind eye to it. However, there was only one thing. It was Zhi Tong's taboo: Wang Xiaojian must not go down the mountain!

This must be hard on Wang Xiaojian. After all, he was still young and was imprisoned on such a poor mountain. Other than practicing martial arts, there was nothing else he could do.

Fortunately, a few years ago, in order to relieve his boredom, Zhi Tong bought a laptop to let him understand the affairs of the outside world." Fortunately, a few years ago, Zhi Tong, in order to relieve his boredom, bought a laptop to let him understand the affairs of the outside world.

Now, Zhi Tong was relieved because the promised date had arrived. He had waited for five years and it had finally come to this day.

Of course, Wang Xiaojian was clearly happier than Zhi Tong. Although he was extremely impatient in his heart, he was still a bit reluctant to suddenly leave.

As Martial Uncle, the person with the second highest level of Thousand Buddha Temple and such a huge matter like this, all the monks naturally came out in an orderly manner to send him off.

Wang Xiaojian's face was filled with nostalgia as he patted them on the shoulder and taught them sincerely and earnestly.

"Martial Uncle is leaving, do you know how to practice under Brother Zhi Tong?"

"Martial Uncle went down the mountain and openly ate the meat. He can't eat any more of the carrot tassels or cabbages, sigh …"

"There must be a lot of beauties at the foot of the mountain. You must help me take good care of the junior sisters next door. If any of them are still vulgar, make sure she comes looking for me."

All of the monks had a wry smile on their faces. Martial Uncle, if you want to leave, then leave. Can you not talk so much nonsense? Or do you want to seduce us?

Zhi Tong's face was also full of black lines. He kicked the bag under his feet, "Hurry up and f * ck off. If you don't f * ck off, you'll stay here and clean the floor for me forever!"

Jack laughed for a long time and finally picked up his pack. As he was about to leave, Zhi Tong handed him a small notebook.

"Take this. There's an address on it. You can go find her after you go down the mountain."

Wang Xiaojian opened the red notebook in confusion. There was a slip of paper with the address written on it. When he looked at the cover of the book, Wang Xiaojian was instantly stunned. He had a big mouth and his chin looked like it was about to fall off.

"Fuck, marriage certificate!?"