His erratic, self-talking behavior led the young monk to believe he was possessed.
"Master." The little monk trembled with fear, his lips shaking.
"What are you doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?" Master Wuyu said, snatching the broom from the little monk's hand and slapping him on the butt.
Mu Qianqian: ...
A master should act like a master.
A quiet and dignified master, a master of cultivation, would not hit someone's buttocks with a broom.
Have you ever seen a cold, aloof CEO or a ruthless tyrant?
Master Wuyu: ...
This doesn't seem to fit his public image.
He cleared his throat awkwardly and straightened up: "Go and rest."
The little monk stared at his serious expression for a while before he realized what he was seeing. He nodded dumbfounded, looking like he had seen a ghost, and ran away in a flash.
Were their Master Wuyu possessed by evil spirits?
When he first entered the temple, it was extremely strict. If he made a single mistake with his fist, he would be punished by being forced to stand in a horse stance for an hour.
Later, his personality suddenly changed drastically.
Not only were they no longer strict with them, but it seems that apart from the daily chanting and meditation in the temple, they were no longer forced to practice martial arts every day.
What did he just see?
Their Master Wuyu acted like a madman, gesturing wildly as he walked around, muttering to himself, looking as if he were possessed by a ghost.
Master Wuyu: ...
No ambition.
Mu Qianqian laughed inwardly.
[Character Design!]
This is the persona you've created, you know?
She finally understood.
The lifelong reputation of Master Wuyu was ruined by this person who appeared out of nowhere.
Her public persona has completely collapsed.
"Whether my persona collapses or not is not important. What's important is that I think about how to go back in time every day?" Master Wuyu sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead.
Mu Qianqian: ? ? ?
[Would you inherit a million-dollar fortune if you traveled back in time?]
Master Wuyu: "No!"
[Could I win a hundred million in the lottery if I traveled back in time?]
Master Wuyu: "No."
[Can I achieve immortality and financial freedom by traveling back in time?]
Master of Speechlessness: "No, that's even less likely."
Why must I wear it back?
Master Wuyu was speechless: "Can you stop being so materialistic? All you think about is money."
Is there anything better than money in this world?
Master Wuyu was on the verge of a breakdown: "Do you want to see what I look like now?"
Mu Qianqian frowned and carefully examined him from head to toe: "What's wrong with your appearance right now, except for that scar on your face?"
Master Wuyu, in a frantic panic, cried out, "I'm a monk now! Don't you understand?"
I know!
Mu Qianqian blinked earnestly.
What's the problem?
Master Wuyu: ...
"No problem?"
"Are you really sure there's no problem?"
"I've lived for over twenty years and I've never even held a girl's hand."
"I just made a few complaints about the melodramatic plot in the book, and I ended up being transported into the book and becoming a monk."
"Am I really going to be a monk for the rest of my life?"
Mu Qianqian paused for a second, then burst into laughter.
Ha ha ha ha!
That's hilarious!
All men in the world are equally lustful!
However, he was really in a bad situation.
"So you're still a virgin?"
Master Wuyu: ...
This is not something a three-month-old baby like you should know!
Mu Qianqian was laughing so hard she was about to explode.
man!
hehe!
That's absolutely hilarious.
She... really didn't get that!
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