Joy is not a cure for disease

Lu Pinghou went to the staff dormitory area and asked for a fuse to restore the light to the small villa.

Several sluts knelt before him and confessed.

Lu Pinghou's veins popped all over his face.

"If you don't hit Fangjiewa for three days, come on! My Qinglong Yanyue Saber is here!"

The lackeys rushed over and hugged his thigh, howling, "No! Lord Hou! After killing us, you will have to sing a one-man show by yourself!!"

Lu Pinghou kicked them away, "I want as many as you like! You prodigals! I want to return the goods!"

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Zhou Hui's illness has been lingering for a long time, Luo Sen vowed to take care of him until he recovered, but Zhou Hui told him that I could live two more years without you by my side.Doctor Kang came and infused him with fluids for two days, and then he gradually got better.

The weekly meeting convened a meeting, and said calmly, "I must have had too much karma in my previous life, and I will be tortured by you in this life to pay it back, so I decided to copy the scriptures to redeem my sins. Come with me."

"........."

Li Weilin was stunned, "Copy the scriptures? I don't believe in Buddhism, so you can copy the scriptures yourself..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Hui glared at him with a red light in his eyes, "What did you say? The wind was too strong, I couldn't hear clearly."

Li Weilin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "I mean, I am willing to copy the scriptures, please let me copy the scriptures..."

Zhou Hui nodded in satisfaction, glanced at the others, "What about you?"

The others nodded hastily.

Zhou Hui inhumanely made a plan for them to copy scriptures for two months.

Zhou Hui ordered a large number of scriptures from the Internet, and began to copy the scriptures at 7:[-] a.m. every day. In addition to eating, going to the toilet, and sleeping, he had to copy the scriptures. There were extra tasks every day.

Zhou Hui was afraid that their handwriting would be too ugly and would blaspheme the Buddha, so he specially bought a tracing book that could not only practice calligraphy but also copy scriptures. It was written in italics and gray, and was written on it with a golden pen. If you copy, you will be beaten. Basically, if you don’t eat or drink, you will copy until night...

During the period of copying scriptures, they were not allowed to go out for non-urgent work, and they were not allowed to play games.

Occasionally meet in the corridor and greet each other a few words, all of them look like eminent monks.

Li Weilin clasped his palms together and saluted, "Brother, come here and be safe."

Zhang Xiujie clasped his hands together and returned the salute, "Junior Brother, you are polite."

The two sang, "Amitabha."

Li Qiusheng was in great pain. It's not that he didn't copy the scriptures before, but they were all copied in small letters with a brush. It was the first time he had seen this kind of scriptures. He didn't even know how to use a golden fountain pen.

Li Qiusheng was so dizzy, and as soon as Lu Pinghou came back, he jumped on him anxiously, acting like a baby.

"Brother Monkey~~I don't want to copy scriptures~~My eyes hurt, my head hurts, and my hands hurt~~"

Lu Pinghou rubbed his temples and blew on his little paws, hugging him and shaking him, his heart ached so badly.

Now is the slack season, the greenhouses that need to be done have been done, all places are guarded by special personnel, and there is not much work in Lujia Village. Lu Pinghou is also afraid that something will happen to them because they are too energetic. He was terrified.He fully supports Zhou Hui in doing this, and he is very happy, but his own little neurosis has also been implicated, there is no other way, Lu Pinghou had to help him copy...

After a few days like this, Zhang Xiujie had heavy dark circles under his eyes while eating at noon, and looked at the table full of vegetarian dishes.Those who copy the scriptures are going to the west to meet me, the Buddha, how come this kid doesn't show a trace of fatigue?Squinting his eyes again to observe carefully, Li Qiusheng and Lu Pinghou flirted with each other, and they were flirtatious.

Hmph, act coquettishly, act cute, betray your appearance, and seduce big perverts by wearing panties with almost no fabric, it is absolutely possible!The big satyr can't bear it, so it's normal to help him copy a scripture, it's really very scheming!

Zhang Xiujie sneered secretly in his heart, put on a pitiful look on his face, and acted like a baby, "Zhouhui~~~"

Zhou Hui had goosebumps all over his body, and glared at him, "Why? Talk about something, don't mess with it."

Zhang Xiujie bit the end of his chopsticks, "It's so boring to copy scriptures in the room all day~ Why don't we all copy in the living room~ Each other has a companion, so it's quick to copy~ After copying, I'll give it to you together, the unfinished part I will be anxious when I see that I have finished copying and go to rest, so as not to copy until midnight every time~~"

Li Weilin stretched out his claws to express his agreement. Every time he copied the scriptures, he seemed to be punished. He was hyperactive and couldn’t stay still. I can't wait to snore as soon as I can, and I can't speak in pain.

Zhou Hui said that this was a sign of too much karma, and he needed to copy more.

"Okay, you can copy in the living room together, whoever finishes copying will go to sleep, and stay with the living room if you can't finish copying."

Li Qiusheng is stupid, so Brother Hou can't copy it for him!He is 120 unwilling!Grinning, he turned his head and asked Lu Pinghou for help.

Lu Pinghou had no choice but to refute the Zhouhui, so he had no choice but to tell him to stay calm and discuss with the Zhouhui after dinner. If he performed well, he would copy less or go to do other work...

Li Qiusheng was so angry that he looked at Zhang Xiujie viciously, wanting to eat him.

Zhang Xiujie gave him a wink and grumbled at him.

After eating, a few people got together in the living room to copy scriptures together.Li Qiusheng pouted, clutching the pen, and his copying movements were very stiff... He only copied half of the ten lines when others copied it.

Li Qiusheng put down his pen in despair, and looked around at them.

Zhang Xiujie glanced at him, and asked him meanly, "What's the matter?~~ Is my junior brother tired?~~"

Li Qiusheng rolled his eyes, "I'm not tired, thank you Second Senior Brother for your concern."

Zhang Xiujie: "..." How the hell did I become the second senior brother!

Among the four of them, Lu Haikong is the biggest, Zhang Xiujie is a few months younger than him, Li Weilin is third, and Li Qiusheng is the youngest...

Li Weilin laughed loudly, "I like this ranking~~"

"You like you as the second senior brother!" Zhang Xiujie glared at Li Qiusheng with a provocative look, "Everyone copy the scriptures quickly, or you won't be able to sleep at night~~~"

Li Qiusheng was so angry that he bared his teeth at him.

Li Qiusheng was worried, this must be copied to the year of the monkey, he looked around, and seeing that there was no sign of Zhou Hui, he lowered his body and volume, and greeted them like a thief.

"Why?" Li Weilin was puzzled.

Li Qiusheng covered his mouth with his hand, "Actually... I still have three packs of beef jerky..."

The other three were stunned for a moment, and then their eyeballs turned into the shape of beef jerky...

Li Qiusheng nodded in satisfaction, the old god is here, "You help me share half, and I will give each of you a bag when the scripture copying is over. At the same time, I will also put pressure on Brother Monkey to let our scripture copying activities end as soon as possible. how?"

The three of them beat his shoulders and back like dogs, "Father, please let us copy the scriptures for you~~~"