After the Great Master Kubben left, the other lamas, though unaware of the reason, still followed closely behind.
Only the fat lama dared to ask.
“Master, I don’t understand why we have to leave? Why not take that sacred object that is so easily within our grasp?”
"Please enlighten me, Master."
Even when questioned by the fat lama, the "devilish muscle man" known as the Great Bitter Master continued to walk barefoot with his eyes closed.
After four or five breaths, he finally spoke, saying, "The beings inside are demons that crawled out of the 'Living Hell'."
“By borrowing the World-Honored One’s Dharma Eye, I saw only blood and white bones.”
“These demons are no different from Vajra Warriors. With great power and terror, they can enjoy a human rank and receive offerings from lowly ‘Lang Sheng’.”
Upon hearing this, the fat lama's face immediately filled with awe. He glanced back at the coffin shop with lingering fear, then hurriedly increased the speed of his prayer wheel, chanting esoteric scriptures.
And he completely abandoned any thought of snatching the treasure from Old Liu, and was just waiting to suppress Zhao Youliang seven days later.
On the other side, Zhao Youliang slept exceptionally well and woke up feeling refreshed, as if he had been reborn.
Upon closer inspection, I was surprised to find that all the scars on my face and body had disappeared, and my skin had become fair and smooth.
"Holy crap, what's going on? Could this be the result of my cultivation?"
Zhao Youliang looked at himself in the mirror and muttered to himself.
"No wonder the gods in movies are all so handsome, now I know why..."
Just as Zhao Youliang was lost in his own "beauty," Li Mao's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Is quantum mechanic at home?"
"It's time, we need to go to the barbecue stand and get to work!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Youliang finally noticed the time.
He quickly dressed, grabbed his precious wooden sword, and ran outside.
"Coming, coming! Wait for me while I close the shop!"
"Li Mao, I've noticed you've been more enthusiastic than me lately. What's wrong? Not driving anymore?"
Upon hearing this, Li Mao looked slightly embarrassed.
"We have no choice but to be proactive!"
"I was originally planning to help for free, but today my wife called me and said that Sister Yingchun transferred three thousand yuan to her."
"That's what they mean by not letting me help for nothing."
"Sigh, what a mess this is!"
Zhao Youliang knew that Li Mao was a "red-faced man," so he couldn't joke with him at this time.
So she simply patted the other person on the shoulder and said, "Just take what your sister gave you, it's nothing!"
"Let's consider this relationship as mutual assistance!"
"Yes!" Li Mao nodded deeply. "Oh, by the way, are you alright after you got hit by the lama today?"
"It's alright, I'm fine now!" To reassure Li Mao, Zhao Youliang even patted his chest.
"That fat monk is quite skilled; he almost knocked me unconscious with just one of his prayer beads!"
Zhao Youliang still felt lingering fear when he recalled what happened that afternoon.
Li Mao laughed upon hearing this: "What prayer beads? It's just a big walnut!"
"But it's been polished really well, look at the patina!"
As Li Mao spoke, he took the "walnut" out of his pocket and handed it to Zhao Youliang.
"Wow, you secretly picked it up?" Zhao Youliang was taken aback for a moment before bursting into laughter.
"I was saying that when that fat monk left, he looked all over the place, but he couldn't find him!"
"This is a good thing; it can ward off evil spirits."
"Just hang it by your bedside when you get home."
Zhao Youliang was not joking with Li Mao, and he wouldn't joke about something so important.
Walnuts have been considered amulets for warding off evil since ancient times, especially since this one had been consecrated by a high lama using his magical powers.
The famous Emperor Qianlong even used walnuts as a metaphor for "warding off evil and disaster and ensuring peace".
Upon hearing Zhao Youliang's words, Li Mao was overjoyed and quickly put the walnuts away.
"I didn't expect it to be such a treasure... I didn't think much about it when I secretly picked it up. I was just afraid that the big monk would use it to hit you."
As the two talked, they arrived at the barbecue stall, where they saw that there were a lot of people eating and drinking beer that night.
Those who come to help Zhao Youliang fight during the day all say the same thing when they arrive.
"Let's get this straight, we're not here to eat and drink for free!"
"Here's the money, Quantum and Sister-in-law Yingchun, you keep it for now. Don't say no, if you don't, I'll leave right now!"
Faced with such simple and kind neighbors, what could Zhao Youliang and Sister-in-law Yingchun say but were moved?
Remember our goodwill, give them more meat and a discount.
From that point on, people from the five major local surnames never came to Sister Yingchun's barbecue restaurant again; only people who moved there later came.
Around 10 p.m., Brother Chen Wei also came to help at the barbecue stall.
"After you've put your sister-in-law and the kids to sleep, I couldn't sleep, haha! So I came over to see if I could help with anything."
There are so many people tonight!
Chen Wei was very popular. He had just finished talking to Zhao Youliang when a group of guests drinking at a table invited him to sit down.
So, this table drank a few glasses, that table drank a few glasses, and after going around in circles, the barbecue restaurant sold a lot more beer.
This scene naturally drew a good-natured teasing from Sister-in-law Yingchun: "Brother Chen, you'd better come earlier next time."
"You don't need to do anything else, just sit here and keep them company while they drink!"
Chen Wei, with his forthright personality, burst into laughter upon hearing this.
"I'd like to come every day, but your sister-in-law won't let me!"
"Nothing else, I'm just afraid I'll drink!"
As they were talking, Chen Weicai suddenly remembered his business and took out a new business license from his bag and handed it over.
"Girl, the new license is done. If you have time, buy a frame and hang it up yourself."
"Also, hurry up and get all the other formalities done, so that Guo won't nitpick and cause you trouble."
Yingchun's sister-in-law nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, and because she had such a good relationship with Chen Wei, she didn't say anything polite.
After another busy period, it was almost midnight.
Knowing the rules of the paper-making shop, Sister Yingchun quickly reminded Zhao Youliang to hurry back.
"Quantum, once you go back, you don't need to come back. There won't be many tables left for meals anyway."
"I'll have Xiao Li help me pack."
"You've been working hard these past few days, go to bed early."
Zhao Youliang nodded slightly, greeted Chen Wei who had been dragged off to drink again, and then went straight back to the paper-making shop.
But just as he was about to enter through the back door, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
Zhao Youliang was no longer a "newbie in the workplace" and immediately realized that he had been targeted by something sinister.
Could it be those three ghosts with strange phenomena?
While pondering this, Zhao Youliang pretended to tie his shoelaces.
I crouched down and quietly looked back, but I didn't see anything.
So he quickly got up and went into the courtyard, and took out a talisman and stuck it on the door.
"Quantum, you can feel something dirty in there too, right?"
The one speaking was the mad prisoner.
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