My Adolescence

Chapter 172

I just escaped from school and took out the screen that was smashed by Du Tianbao last night. The oppo phone that I picked back when I left, just got ready to call Zhang Qingqing, set her tone and see where she is?

But this time the phone rang, it was Li Mengting’s call.

“Sister Ting, what’s wrong?”

Li Mengting voice as always with a little voice, said: “Little family, guess who I saw just appeared in my Grand Hyatt?”

I said with a smile: “How can I guess this?”

Li Mengting said with a smile: “It is your beautiful teacher. She seems to be the French monk who came to the Temple of Heaven to come to our hotel to eat.”

I hear this this big eyes: “This stupid woman is estimated to find the French monk to give her a hint of the maze, you wait, I will come soon, today does not clean up this flower monk, Lao Tzu is not surnamed Chen.”

Chapter 176: Monks meet Taoist

It is not far from the Grand Hyatt Hotel. It took only about ten minutes to walk, so I was too lazy to wait for a taxi and walked straight on foot.

When I walked across the intersection, I suddenly saw an old man with a goatee on the street with a fortune teller on the ground. It was the last time to help me and Zhang Qingqing, saying that I had a relationship with Zhang Qingqing. That iron mouth is counted. It is a pity that there are many young people here, and there are few middle-aged aunts, so no one is patronizing his business.

I saw this old man, and suddenly I had an idea. I went up and scared him and said, “The iron mouth is counted. You said that I was the reincarnation of the god of wealth, and I will win if I gamble. I am not sure that I will come to your booth. Today is OK. Let me catch you.”

That little old man hearing this was shocked. I was scared to stand up and turned and wanted to run, but when he was ready to run, I saw my appearance, stopped immediately, and said with a beard and a wink, “Yes, it’s your brat. You dare to swindle me, I will say you when you are.” It is the reincarnation of the god of wealth. Your brat is a broken army, and it’s a lifetime of robbery. Fortunately, there is a wife, Wangfu, who can make a good fight.”

After the little old man recognized me, he did not run away, and sat down on the stool.

I was a little surprised to say: “Rely, your little old man has a good memory, but still remember me. But you just want to run away, I think I would normally lie to a lot of people. I was scared when I was drinking it?”

The little old man has a thick face and squinted and said: “Where did I escape, I just bitten me with a bug, I couldn’t help but stand up.”

I smiled and didn’t entangle myself on this topic, but whispered to him: “Old god, you don’t seem to be a business today, I think you let me help.”

The little old man looked at me with vigilance and said, “What is busy?”

I whispered to the little old man like this. After listening to the other party, I suddenly jumped up and said: “I am the most incompetent in the life of Wang Jiwei. These busy people help me. A price of 500 yuan!”

After talking to the fortune teller man called Wang Jiwei, I walked over to the Grand Hyatt Hotel not far away.

Grand Hyatt is one of the most exclusive hotels in Hedong District, with several doormen in red uniforms at the door. However, after the doormen saw a little embarrassed Pharaoh, they stopped Pharaoh and said that the dress was not allowed to enter.

I did not follow a few doormen and called Li Mengting directly. After a while, Li Mengting, wearing a black OL dress, walked out of Nana and criticized several doormen, scaring the faces of the children.

“Sister Ting, Zhang Qingqing?”

Li Mengting didn’t care about the eyes of the people around him. He took my arm directly and whispered, “In the restaurant on the second floor, I have lunch with the Fa Tian Buddhist Monk.”

Li Mengting took me and the old gods and took the elevator to the second floor. Sure enough, I saw the black trousers in the white shirt in the corner of the window. The dressed Zhang Shangqing was chubby with a chubby person. The middle-aged monk sat down to eat together. On the table are all vegetarian food, what is Mapo tofu, plain mixed assorted, stuffed goose, Dongpo meat and so on.

These vegetarian dishes are made to satisfy the needs of some rich people to eat fast food. For example, Dongpo vegetarian meat is made with winter melon, but the appearance is exactly the same as real Dongpo meat. Such a vegetarian dish is more expensive than real Dongpo meat. Several times.

That fat belly monk is full of oil at this time, and this guy is not honest when he eats. A pair of Wang Baxiao Mung Bean eyes can’t help but aim at Zhang Qingqing sitting opposite him, Zhang Qingqing wears today. It’s a white silk shirt. Because of its good shape, the shirt is tightly stretched, perfectly contouring her moving curves, and faintly seeing the Bra inside through the white shirt. No wonder this The fat monk can’t look away.

I did not disturb both of Li Mengting and the fortune teller, but sneaked down under the table behind a pillar. In this position, we can overstate what Zhang Qingqing and the French monk are saying, and can avoid being They saw it.

I only heard Zhang Qingqing ask a little anxiously: “Master, must I separate from Chen Yu, is there any other way to lift the peach blossom?”

The French monk sneaked a peek at Zhang Qingqing’s chest and sneaked a sip. It is said to be serious: “It is impossible to completely remove the peach blossoms, but the old man has been practicing with Qingyun master since childhood, and a cultivation base is still acceptable. If Miss Zhang does not mind the physical touch, you can As I go back to the Zen Room in the backyard of the Temple of Heaven, the old man uses the diamond handprint. It is on your purple palace hole and gives you a little Dharma power, which may reduce your peach blossom.”

Zhang Qingqing is not a doctor, so I don’t know a lot about the acupuncture points. What is the acupuncture point of the Purple Palace?

The French monk’s small eyes quickly swept Zhang Qingqing’s chest. A faint saying: “It is a place to go a little on the chest.”

Zhang Qingqing hearing this, suddenly the powder surface rose red, if it is not that the monk’s predictions for the first two days are very accurate, according to her temper, a cup of tea has been poured on the other’s face, screaming and screaming.

But it is because this French monk prophecy has come true all the time, she is forced to say with shame: “Master, you should not be deceiving?”

When the monk sees Zhang Qingqing not being fooled, he said with a disappointing face: “Hey, the old man has no magic, and he knows the geography under the astronomy. It can count two hundred years of causal reincarnation, if it is not for the compassion of my Buddha.” I am too lazy to help you…”

I hid in the corner and listened to the monk’s mouthful of Hu Chai. I didn’t want to be patient. I sneered at the fortune teller around me. He whispered, “Pharaoh, you should be on the scene, teasing and teasing the old vulture.”

“Look at me!”

Wang Jiwei immediately stood up and sorted out the dirty robe on his body, then carried a pair of hands, move towards Zhang Qingqing and the table of the French monk.

“Hey. Isn’t this the Miss Zhang who I helped you in the last few days?”

Wang Jiwei was surprised to look at Zhang Qingqing. Zhang Qingqing saw Wang Jiwei as a slight glimpse: “Hey, old gentleman, how are you here?”

“Oh, come with friends to eat here, old man, see Miss Zhang is not good, I think it’s a little late.”

Zhang Qingqing was a little confused and said, “Old gentleman, what do you mean by this?”

Wang Jiwei sat down with a chair and said, “I told you that day. Chen Yu is a broken army, and he has been robbed for a lifetime, but fortunately, if you are by his side, he will be able to make a living. Did he encounter any dangers in the past few days, and finally he was in danger?”

Zhang Qingqing couldn’t help but nod: “It is true…”

Fa Tian fat and monk stunned and looked at the old Taoist who had been killed in the middle of the road. Suddenly, he found something wrong. He immediately said: “Chen Yu’s misfortune is the peach blossom of Miss Zhang.”

Wang Jiwei disagreed and said: “Far fare, Chen Yu broke his army and lived with his own misfortune. If it wasn’t for Miss Zhang Wangfu. Where can brat be ruined?”

Although the French monk did not know where the old Taoist priest came out, the behavior and statement of the other party were undoubtedly the opposite of their own. If they could bear it, they would argue with Wang Jiwei. This said that he is a sorghum, that is himself a dragon and tiger mountain Taoist. This is a vulture, you are a street liar.

In the end, the fierce quarrel between the fat monk and the old Taoist priests completely turned into a street, attracting diners around, and turned into a farce. Zhang Qingqing stood there with his eyes wide open, and the pretty face was full of surprises. The two men are still like high men. It is clearly two splashes!

The monks and the Taoist priests have been unable to hold for a long time. In the end, the iron-billed gods jumped their feet and said to the monk of the heavens: “You said that I am not allowed to do it. The old man will give you this vulture.”

The French monk has big eyes. The people around the crowd looked at it with gusto, Zhang Qingqing. At this moment, the whole person was also very sensible. He held his arms on one side and looked at the development of things.

After the old Wang Hao counted it, he looked up and looked at the fat man and the monk with a poor look: “Hey, I have already figured it out. You are black in the hall, with blood in the face, and today you are bound to be beaten.” pause.”

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