Rebirth of Super God Takeaway

Chapter 59 The image of the seniors plummeted
Fifteen minutes later, with a flash of white light, Jiang Heng reappeared under the big locust tree with crooked neck.

Seeing this, the senior monks who were discussing quietly at the side booed immediately.

Nine people and nine pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Heng together.

The scorching gaze made Jiang Heng feel so embarrassed that he was on the verge of committing a cancer, and he almost yelled, "What are you looking at?"

But at the critical moment he held back.

He was afraid that these unscrupulous seniors would echo him again: "Look at you!" That would be fun.

This kind of dialogue is clearly the magic spell to activate the confrontation mode of the repeater.

In the previous life, I saw a lot of similar small video clips on the Internet, because of these two lines of dialogue, and the two lines behind it "Take another look" and "Try it", two groups of bald men with tattoos A big man with big shoulders, who can insist on yelling all night without stopping.

The images of demonic brainwashing can make people feel ashamed.

But now Jiang Heng is 1V9.

Let's not talk about whether the seniors know this stalk.

If he knew, wouldn't Jiang Heng be drowned in front of his house by the spittle of his seniors tonight?

Huh~~~ Just thinking about it is scary.

Shaking his head vigorously, shaking all the wild thoughts out of his head, Jiang Heng took a step forward and said, "Seniors, this junior was a little sick just now, I'm really sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

After finishing speaking, he respectfully bowed deeply to the nine seniors in front of him.

"Amitabha, you are welcome." Abbot Xuantong of Zhulin Temple clasped his hands together and said solemnly, "It is really young for someone like you to be self-sacrificing, knowing that your health is ill, and taking pains to bring us a feast of spiritual energy." A role model of hard work for a generation! When I return to the temple later, I must let the little monks in the temple learn more from little friend Jiang Heng."

Jiang Heng: "..." The painting style is a bit wrong?Why does it feel like this old monk is flattering me?

I said, Master, aren’t monks always prudent?
Could it be... the person in front of me is a fake master?

While dreaming, Jiang Heng felt his left hand being pulled up.

When he came back to his senses and took a closer look, it turned out to be a red-haired real monarch with red hair permed by explosive fireworks, and his appearance was like a killer.

At this time, Zhenjun's face was full of obsequious smiles, and his disgusting appearance made people want to grab the mud on the ground and smear him in the face.

"Little friend Jiang Heng, you must take care of yourself and don't get exhausted. Why don't we stop here tonight? You go back and have a good rest, and we can meet again another day?"

Jiang Heng was a little confused: "0_0!" Senior, you are a fifth-rank senior!
Although I don't understand what the fifth rank is in the circle of comprehension?But if you think about it with your brain, you can know that it is definitely not an ordinary person.

I, Jiang Heng, am just a nobody, what can I do?Can you talk to me in such a low tone?
With True Monarch Red Hair at the head, the rest of the seniors, except Venerable Lingxi, rushed forward and surrounded Jiang Heng.

Some pulled Jiang Heng's clothes, some squeezed Jiang Heng's hair, some hugged Jiang Heng's thigh...

The seniors were so enthusiastic that Jiang Heng's nosebleed just stopped gushing out like a flood.

It is really impossible not to spray.

Fairy Yingxue was not reserved at all, she kept shaking Jiang Heng's right arm, shaking his mind, making his heart itchy, shaking his mind was full of peeps in the afternoon, the fairy took a bubble bath Welfare screen.

……

After making a fuss for a while, Venerable Lingxi stepped forward to save Jiang Heng from the siege.

Venerable Lingxi, with the aroma of barbecue meat all over his body, took a step forward and said, "Fellow Taoists, please respect yourselves. Have you forgotten the purpose of our coming here tonight?"

It has to be said that after all, Venerable Lingxi has a high level of cultivation and a tough mind. After what he said, he immediately asked all the "enthusiastic" fellow Taoists to leave Jiang Heng.

At this time, Jiang Heng has been "tortured" beyond human appearance.

The bitter expression, the messy hairstyle, the wanton nosebleeds, the crumpled takeaway clothes...

Lively from a handsome boy to an old beggar begging for food under the bridge.

Looking at Jiang Heng's "tragic situation", the eight seniors also felt that what they did just now was indeed a little too much.

They all lowered their heads unanimously, not daring to look at Jiang Heng again.

After all, the reason why the seniors would rather lower their stature and give up their dignity to flatter a junior is because there may be a powerful alchemist family behind this junior?

In an era when spiritual energy is scarce, life in the world of cultivation is really difficult. It’s miserable.

If it is said that ordinary people become beggars if they have no money, then these monks are the poor "beggars" who are "penniless" in the current comprehension world that has suddenly become very fucked for some reason.

Jiang Heng tidied up his clothes a little, and then blocked his bleeding nose with two pieces of toilet paper.

Then he looked at the seniors around him and said respectfully: "Seniors, stop talking nonsense, let's start tonight's theme. I don't know if you have any questions, seniors? I will know everything, junior."

Waiting for this sentence, the seniors who had calmed down began talking to each other again, chatting around Jiang Heng, wanting to know his origin at the first time.

Immediately, the surroundings became lively like a vegetable market.

At this time, Jiang Heng felt that his head was getting bigger, and the image of the immortal monks in his heart was also plummeting.

"Ahem!" At this time, Venerable Lingxi frowned and said loudly: "Fellow daoists, please continue to respect yourself. How can you make little friend Jiang Heng talk when you are so messed up? I think we should send a representative." yes."

Hearing this, the eight senior monks lowered their heads again in shame, and the surrounding air suddenly became very quiet.

After a long time, an old man with white hair and childish face and a red face suggested, "Why don't you ask Fellow Daoist Lingxi to ask questions on our behalf? Do you have any comments?"

The old man's Taoist name is Yun Qian Sanren, and he is a monk of the fourth-rank Kongming Realm.

Yun Qiansanren's proposal was approved by all the monks. After all, Venerable Lingxi is the only monk who has attracted the catastrophe and successfully overcome the catastrophe in the world for thousands of years.

Of all the monks present, no one has more right to speak than him.

Venerable Lingxi nodded without refusing, looked at Jiang Heng, and asked solemnly: "I don't know what level Jiang Heng is currently? Where did the teacher come from? Are there any other elders in the family?"

These three questions from Venerable Lingxi summarize the questions in the minds of all fellow Taoists.

I have to say that the brains of men who have survived the catastrophe and been struck by lightning are different, very clever.

If it were him, he would definitely ask questions like "What's your mother's surname? What's your father's name? What's their Taoist name?" and so on.

This is the common aspiration of all the "melon-eating" fellow Taoists present, except Venerable Lingxi.

If you dare to ask such a question, I'm afraid that the little friend Jiang Heng from a "famous family" in front of you will overturn the table in a matter of minutes.

(End of this chapter)