Wanjie Invitation

Chapter 301 Quit Internet Addiction, Start From Me

bang~
Just when several people had just finished discussing, the ground suddenly shook.

Kuchacha~
Fork Library~
A series of ordinary thunderous sounds suddenly resounded in the sky, like a thunderbolt.

puff~
A meteor flew over from the north, with a long red tail that was emitting smoke and dust, and it fell straight down towards the woods with a sound like farting.

"Pfft~"

"Boom~"

"Kuchacha~"

In a jungle far away from Absolutely Wushen, a row of trees seemed to have been hit by something and broke directly in the middle.

Then the dust and smoke rose everywhere, and the birds and beasts in the woods were frightened and ran towards the surroundings.

Even Jue Wushen and the others hurriedly stabilized their figures and looked in the direction of the voice.

"What happened just now?" Jue Wushen asked his subordinates.

"Report to Palace Master, a meteor has fallen from the sky. As for why, this subordinate has sent people to check it out. I believe there will be news in a short while."

A confidant of Guichaluo hurried over and told Jue Wushen.

"No need, it will be too late after you investigate clearly, bring some people and let's go and have a look together." Jue Wushen saw that the small piece of woods was shaking constantly, something should have been born, and then Frowning, after gathering some masters, he strode forward and walked in the direction of the swaying forest.

When the dust and smoke slowly dissipated, the scene below gradually revealed to the eyes.

A round pit with a diameter of about several meters appeared in the flat forest.

As the green smoke rose, a Western Region monk led an old man who looked like a fairy, but had a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and slowly walked out of the pit.

"Master, I don't understand at all. Everyone else is participating in the competition. You have to go to Tianmen to find something. Can you go later?

You see, the teleportation technique you learned hasn't reached home yet, and now you have run so far all at once.

And you, a monk, have nothing to do with teleportation magic, you see that old bat in the shop shop teleports directly, but we have to fly around. "

Ding Chunqiu held a mobile phone in his hand, while playing games on the mobile phone, he complained to Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi calmly recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Ding Chunqiu, the poor monk saw that the treasures in Tianmen are destined to be with my Buddha, so I went to have a look in advance.
As an evil force, Tianmen is really inappropriate to possess these things. If they use these things to harm the common people, it is our fault, so we have to protect those things first, and then hand them over to the World Lord. "

"Humph."

Hearing Jiumozhi's explanation, Ding Chunqiu did not speak, but concentrated on playing the game.

Although he was disdainful in his heart, he didn't dare to speak anymore, this great monk looked amiable, but he was actually a cruel person, just because he was disobedient, Ding Chunqiu had been punished countless times.

The most important thing is that besides being ruthless, Jiumozhi is also shameless.

What is fate with you?In such a hurry?reincarnation?
However, there is nothing wrong with saying that there is a fate with you, because if you go late, there will be no fate.

Just when they left, they saw Zhang Chulan and others rushing towards Tianmen with a shovel on their shoulders. If they walked behind, they would be lost.

As for what he said about being afraid of falling into the hands of bad guys, save it first, and then give it to the world master, isn't it actually just an exchange of value?
hypocritical…

Shameless...

scum...

Forget it, I still play games quietly and be a silent keyboard warrior.

Jiumozhi saw that Ding Chunqiu was playing games while walking, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Since he conquered Ding Chunqiu and Tianshan Child Elder, he also brought them many things in the Ten Thousand Realms space.

But Ding Chunqiu, an old man, has become addicted to the Internet, and has sex with his mobile phone every day.

You are getting old, don't you have presbyopia?Why don't you?

"Crack!" Ding Chunqiu, who was playing the stand-alone version of King of Pesticides, suddenly felt his hand was empty.

It turned out that a Guichaluo who came to check smashed his mobile phone with a hidden weapon.

Ding Chunqiu was stunned when he saw that his mobile phone was in a pile of fragments after he hit someone else's high ground just after he made a call.

"Who is it?" Ding Chunqiu was furious, his eyes were red, and a green gas floated towards the direction of the hidden weapon.

"Zi~Zi~"

The corrosiveness of the toxin that floated over began to erode Guichaluo's hiding place, and in just a short while, the flower festivals of plants and trees on the roadside turned withered and yellow.

"Ah!" Guichaluo yelled, and jumped out of the bushes, rolling on the ground because of the pain.

But in the blink of an eye, Guichaluo's whole body was rotten and dying, and it seemed that he was going to die.

Guichaluo reluctantly opened his black eyes, and could only see two blurred figures in front of him. ,
"Help me, save me..."

"I'm so uncomfortable...it hurts..." Guichaluo stretched out a withered hand and wanted to grab Jiumozhi and the other two.

"Amitabha, Master Ding, please detoxify this benefactor quickly."

"No." Ding Chunqiu directly refused.

"Huh?" Seeing that Ding Chunqiu dared to reject Jiumozhi, he snorted coldly, and then stared at Ding Chunqiu with an unkind expression.

"Master, it's not that I didn't save him, because I was too angry at the time, and I was quick to act, so I directly released corrosive poison. There is almost no cure for this poison, and those who suffer from it will die." Maybe he will be beaten up, Ding Chunqiu hastily explained.

"Master, didn't you say that as long as there is one breath in the Ten Thousand Realms space, we can be revived? How about you exchange a magic medicine for him?" Ding Chunqiu asked tentatively.

Magic medicine?

Very expensive, okay?

Also, why did you ask me to pay you for the things you messed with?
Moreover, the poor monk has been short of money recently, do he want to exchange for a magic medicine?

Jiumozhi squatted on the ground and looked at Guichaluo in front of him, wondering if he should be rescued, even his brows were frowned because of the entanglement.

But at this time, Ding Chunqiu exclaimed: "Master is not good, this guy is dead!"

died?

Amitabha!
"Alas! Death is probably the destination of this benefactor. This benefactor must have such a catastrophe. However, this benefactor died in front of me, which is also considered to be predestined for my Buddha. He went to see the Buddha before me, so I said The poor monk has to celebrate this benefactor here first."

Jiumozhi nodded, and explained to Ding Chunqiu with a serious expression, there was actually a look of envy in his eyes.

Then he silently recited the "Mantra of Rebirth".

Ding Chunqiu: "...."

After saving the deceased, Jiumozhi shook off his monk's robe and walked towards the Tianxiahui.

On the way, he told Ding Chunqiu with a straight face: "Master Ding, from now on, you must surf the Internet less, play less with mobile phones, and get rid of Internet addiction. Start with me."

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(End of this chapter)