Late at night, Yaohuali Road.

The Chinatown of Bangkok has not become deserted because of the night.

On the contrary, the endless stream of tourists walking through the streets made the entire Chinatown even more lively.

"Perseverely hold on and you'll pour the grocery store right away."

As the crowded people passed through the street, Lao Qian turned his head and reminded the two people behind him.

"Ahao, are you okay..."

Walking in this crowded abortion, there is no pressure for the agile Lin Jiuying.

However, Lin Jiuying couldn't help asking, looking at the apprentice beside him.

"Don't worry, Master, I can hold on."

After wiping the sweat on his forehead, Ah Hao looked up at the sign of "Qianji Grocery" that was faintly visible in the distance, and then gritted his teeth and replied.

After all, he was also a disciple of Maoshan. Although he was not very serious in practicing martial arts, he was not as good as a soft-legged shrimp that could not move for a few minutes.

Hearing his disciple insisted, Lin Jiuying extinguished his idea of ​​taking action and took back the spell held in his hand. He turned around and looked at Lao Qian who was leading the way in front.

“Here, here!”

Passing past several foreigners with strong body odor, Lao Qian looked at the grocery store's sign and breathed a sigh of relief. He walked towards the store.

However, the next second, the crowd gathered in front of the grocery store made his footsteps pause.

"What's going on? This store hasn't opened, why are so many people gathering at the door?"

"Give it, let it go..."

With a puzzled expression on his face, he muttered and said, Lao Qian squeezed open the crowd around the store and walked towards the store door. Then he soon understood the reason why these people gathered here.

I saw, in front of the grocery store.

A monk wearing a cassock was sitting quietly at the door of the shop, folding his hands together and lowering his head to recite the scriptures silently.

As the noise in front of the shop sounded, the monk who had originally recited the scriptures silently seemed to notice something, slowly raised his head, and appeared in Thai to the crowd.

"You're here."

From the direction the monk was heading, it seemed to be saying to Lao Qian who was passing through the crowd, but it seemed to be saying to Lin Jiuying who was following him.

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Chinatown, in grocery shop.

Ah Hao reached out and teared off a chicken leg from the old hen in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth. While eating, his eyes suddenly noticed the monk sitting in front of him. His originally smiling expression suddenly became a little uncomfortable. He unconsciously pressed down his hand holding the chicken leg. Ah Hao looked at the monk who was quietly staring at him in front of him. Suddenly, his head became hot and he handed the chicken leg in his hand forward.

"Or, this master, you can also take a sip."

As soon as he said that, Ah Hao realized that he had been stupid.

How can a monk on the other side eat meat?

On the opposite side, although he was not sure what Ahao said, looking at the chicken legs he handed over, the monk wearing the driving immediately clasped his hands and shook his head, rejecting his "good intention".

"Thai monks are concerned about not eating after lunch, and only eat two meals a day in the morning and noon, so they don't know how to eat now."

On the side, seeing Ah Hao's actions, Lao Qian immediately spoke.

"If you only eat two meals, you won't starve to death."

After listening to Lao Qian's explanation, Ah Hao looked down at the tantalizing chicken legs in his hands. He usually became hungry if he didn't eat a meal. If he could only eat two meals a day like these Thai monks, what fun would he have?

"The monks do this to get rid of worldly desires. You think everyone is like you and you know how to eat every day."

When Lin Jiuying, who was standing beside him, suddenly said something indifferently.

Although Ah Hao has been speaking in Chinese since the beginning, and the monk opposite him should not know what he meant, Lin Jiuying still felt somewhat embarrassed.

"I don't know who said before that the monks of Hinayana Buddhism in Thailand are not his opponents at all."

Hearing Lin Jiuying's words, Ah Hao silently complained in his heart.

Of course, on the surface, I dare not express my thoughts.

After all, everyone I know knows that although Lin Jiuying usually acts very big, in fact, he is extremely stingy, especially for those who offended him.

As an apprentice, Ahao was deeply hurt by this.

"The world's magical weapons and the essence of the Eight Trigrams will capture the divine generals, sit and comfort me, hear the mantra quickly, and be psychic in everything, and do not report anything, and do not violate the order. I will follow the orders quickly!"

This time he said something to Ah Hao, while Lin Jiuying's hand movements did not stop.

He held the written talisman in his hand, held a bowl of water and chanted the words in his mouth, and recited the calming spell. The next second, as the fire flashed, Lin Jiuying put the burning talisman in his hand into the bowl. In a blink of an eye, the clear boiled water turned into a bowl of talisman water and handed it to Ah Hao.

"Because of the strength of your body, I will drink the talisman water."

"Master, can you do it later?"

He lowered his head and glanced at the talisman water soaked in Lin Jiuying's hand. Ah Hao couldn't help but say with a bitter face.

He had drunk talisman water before, and it tasted not good.

"If you want your body to get faster, don't talk so much nonsense. You really think that an old hen alone can restore your weak body. Ask a magic spell to consume your energy, not your strength. If there is no effect of the magic spell, just eating chicken, you will not be able to replenish the energy consumed by the third prince's upper body even if you eat a hundred."

Hearing Lin Jiuying say this, even though Ah Hao was very resistant to the smell of talisman water, he had to take over the bowl of talisman water.

In fact, he also knew that the master did this for his own good, but the taste of the talisman water was a bit too unpalatable after all.

He swallowed, looked left at the chicken legs in his hand, and right at the Fu Shui holding.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he poured the talisman water into his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem..."

After drinking the talisman water in one breath, Ah Hao patted his chest and coughed several times. Then he opened his mouth and bit the chicken leg in his hand, and tried his best to squeeze the odor of the talisman water in his mouth.

"Master, haven't you ever thought about making the taste of talisman water taste better?"

"It is a way to be a teacher, not a talisman water seller. What can I do if I make it so delicious?"

Regarding Ah Hao's opinion, Lin Jiuying raised her eyebrows and replied casually.

"Besides, who would usually drink talisman water when you are idle? Drinking too much of this thing is not good for the body, and it can easily cause constipation."

"Then you force me to drink, Master."

"It's because you have something to do that you will let you drink."
Chapter completed!