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Jing'an looked at the **** angrily.

The lame said all the things he didn't like to hear, and Jing'an was very angry now.

"What do you mean? How do you talk about you? I don't even bother to care about you in the past."

"I said that this kid is still young, and you didn't tell what happened to him. It is normal for him to leave if he is unhappy. Why are you so careless?"

Jing An clenched his fists. Although the tone was still very plain, but if the lame had to fight with him, he would really fight for Lao Li.

He didn't stop him because of the kindness of the monks, but he really knew how cruel the lame was.

Since the lame man said that if Lao Li dared to betray, he would be punished like that, then the punishment would only be more serious, and it would be impossible for Lao Li to be relieved because he was a child.

50 boards plus three days to hang people from the beams of the room. Even if it is a man of good physical strength, it may not be able to bear it, let alone such a child?

However, the more he stopped the cripple, the more angry he became.

"A good dog isn't in the way yet, what way are you going to block here as a bald donkey? Get out of here." When the lame was angry.

"I think you are really crazy. You can't find your opponent to teach you for so many years, right?" Jing'an said that he was about to start his hand. He just raised his hand and was held on tiptoe by Lao Li.

"Forget it, Master, he's getting angry now, Uncle Jing'an, don't help me, I did something wrong by myself, I will take care of it myself." Old Li pursed his mouth and walked out from behind Jing'an, standing on the lame Before.

Jing'an was so angry that he wanted to bring Lao Li back.

"You child is really a newborn calf and not afraid of tigers! You don't know how cruel things your master can do. He is absolutely unique in this respect! I advise you to return to me as soon as possible, otherwise I won't help you later. It makes you cry even if you cry."

Although Jing'an was angry, he still endured his anger and persuaded Lao Li. He felt that to some extent the lame and Lao Li were really the same people, and both were lunatics.

"What do you do with our masters? Get out of here! Didn't you hear that? I don't need your help." The lame reminded Jing'an again.

"You took gunpowder tonight, right? I didn't mess with you, how do you say it so bad?" I feel baffled, but I can understand it after thinking about it.

The **** had been betrayed by others, so he was very taboo about this kind of thing. Tonight, Lao Li also made a similar move tonight, so it is not unreasonable for him to be so angry now.

"Okay, Uncle Jing'an, just leave me alone, go back, we will settle the matter between me and the master by ourselves." Old Li was determined.

Lao Li already said so, what can Jing'an say?

He was vain, Lao Li and the lame man scolded "lunatic" with a glance, then turned and left.

In the large quiet courtyard, there were two more people, the lame man and Lao Li.

But now Lao Li didn't dare to look at the lame man at all.

Thinking of the punishment the lame had mentioned, Lao Li felt terrified. Although he stayed, it didn't mean he was not afraid.

He just thought that his affairs didn't want to hurt Jing'an, so he came forward.

"You still have time to escape now, but the premise is not to let me catch it." The lame man looked at Lao Li and said quietly.

Old Li shook his head firmly with his eyes: "I was wrong with what happened today. If you want to punish me, I won't run away! I still have time to learn from you."

"Even if you dare to act, but even if you have this attitude, I cannot forgive you. As I said before, you can be punished as much as you want! Come with me!" The lame said. Lead the way in front and take Lao Li back to the room.

Next to the cripple’s room is a small warehouse, the area of ​​which is fairly large.

He took out a bamboo board from a corner of the warehouse.

"Lie down on your own or should I help you?" He asked Lao Li, pointing to the bench that had been prepared a long time ago.

Old Li didn't answer him, gritted his teeth, and lay directly on the bench.

The lame was not polite, and went straight down. Lao Li shuddered with pain, but he didn't say a word, instead he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Half an hour later, the lame came out of the warehouse.

As soon as he came out, he saw Jing'an standing not far away.

"It's still a fight." Jing An gave the lame man a white look. Although he was too lazy to deal with the madman, he still chose to come over and ask because he cared about Lao Li.

"Cut, you need to control it! Let's smoke." The lame man stretched out his hand towards Jing'an.

Jing'an wanted to pretend to be stupid, but he didn't expect the lame man to put his hand directly into the arms of his clothes and take out a box of cigarettes.

What fell on the ground along with the smoke was a pack of matches.

The lame squatted down, picked up the match, and took out a cigarette to light it.

"You guy...when did you find it?" Jing'an said, looking at the lame with annoyance and amusement.

He really couldn't figure it out, obviously he had never drunk or smoked in front of the cripple, and pretended to be quite alike, how did the **** know these things.

The lame raised his eyebrows and pointed at his nose: "You still want to hide my nose? I was able to avoid danger before, part of the credit is due to my nose."

The crip said smugly.

"It's really a dog nose." As soon as Jing An finished speaking, a cigarette was stuffed into her mouth.

"Don't pretend, smoke. Your leader didn't come anyway." The lame man took a mouthful of Jing'an leaders.

This leader refers to the original host of this temple.

Since coming to the temple, Jing'an has been doing well with people and has strong working ability, so he is loved by the host. These days, the host intends to travel around the world for a period of spiritual practice, so he entrusts the affairs of the temple to Jing'an.

"Then his mother is not the leader, it's the host." Jing'an said angrily.

"Okay, but I'm still used to being called a leader, so I say the leader is good, it's almost the same."

"Fuck off you." Jing'an took a puff of cigarette skillfully and spit at the cripple.

The two people who were diametrically opposed just now are now reconciled.

After a while, Jing'an looked at the warehouse where the lights had been turned off.

"Did you really hit the child by 50 and hang him from the beam?" Jing An asked, frowning.

"Otherwise?"

"You're really not a thing, you, the child is so young, you are not afraid of torturing him so much, you will cry at that time."

The crip also took a meaningful look at the warehouse.

"Everyone has his own fate. This is the path he chooses. If he chooses, he will inevitably encounter these. Who makes him this fate?"

Jing'an didn't follow the lame's words, because he knew that the reason why the lame was so harsh on Lao Li was not just for the simple purpose of venting his anger.