Li Tie and Xu Changshou were stunned, and looked at each other with confused expressions.

Instinctively, I thought I had heard wrongly.

Let Qin He pat him for no reason?

How?

Masochist?

Even Qin He didn't react at once.

Looking the great monk up and down, I thought to myself that you really dare to find a new way.

At the beginning of the city, the Lotus Army was attacking the city. It was extremely urgent, and I didn't want to be too ostentatious.

The most important thing is that you are not a believer, otherwise you can just say "biu" and solve the problem directly with preaching techniques. There is no need to "immortal touch my head" or pat it with your hands.

Not a believer, that's the key.

It’s already cheap enough for you, you still want it?

The great monk shamelessly leaned his head towards me with an expectant look on his face, "Come on, come on, give me a quick pat~"

This time it’s not just Li Tie and Xu Changshou.

Even Wei Wu, Wei Yuanji and the Taoist priests opened their eyes wide with question marks on their heads.

Is the monk itchy?

See you soon!

"This... is what you said."

Qin He emphasized emphatically, and then he picked up the bench next to him with a "whoosh" sound, and with a "bang" sound, he hit the great monk's bald head hard.

There was a loud "bang" and the bench suddenly split into two pieces.

The great monk opened his eyes wide, shrank his head, rolled his eyes upwards, shook a few times and fell to the ground with a "thud".

The limbs are twitching and foaming at the mouth...

Seeing this, Qin He looked around, pointed at the monk and said innocently: "You all heard it, he asked me to take the photo, it's none of my business."

"That's right." Xu Changshou hurriedly raised his hand to testify and said, "I have never seen such a request in my life."

"Too cheap." Li Tie also shook his head.

After saying that, the three of them went to the table directly. The big monk took two seats each. As for the Taoist priest, he stood up and rushed to the big monk with a cry: "Monk, what's wrong with you, monk? What's wrong with you?"

There happened to be another spot available.

One is not too much and the other is not too little.

Good.

When they got to the table, on the right side of Qin He was Wei Yuanji, and on the opposite side was Wei Wu.

"You two gentlemen, are you drinking?"

Qin He used his superb conversational skills and grinned.

Wei Yuanji looked at the great monk on the ground, then at Qin He, and responded with a twitching face: "Ah, yes, drink, drink."

Wei Wuze rolled his eyes and continued to ignore Qin He.

Qin He was not angry either. He changed the wine glasses and filled them for Xu Changshou, Li Tie and himself. He said with a smile: "During the journey, all the officials and brothers have had no danger, and we have gained a lot. How about we

Let’s pay respect to the Great Immortal Qingniu?”

Everyone at the wine table looked at each other, nodded, and then raised their glasses one after another. Only Wei Wu remained indifferent, as if he hadn't heard.

"Brother Wu~" Wei Yuanji lightly touched Wei Wu and gestured wildly.

"You guys drink, I feel unwell today and I can't bear the strength of the alcohol." Wei Wu crossed his hands with a nonchalant look on his face.

Qin He took a look and said, "Good guy, you are angry in your heart."

You are the only one with a sincere heart.

No wonder I haven't seen his name recorded in a prayer note in the past few days.

"What's that? Brother Wu hasn't been feeling well lately." Wei Yuanji hurriedly smoothed things over, and then whispered to Wei Wu: "Brother Wu, after all, the Great Immortal Qingniu is kind to us, so just take a sip and come on, come on.

"

As he spoke, he picked up Wei Wu's wine glass and handed it over.

Wei Wu reluctantly took it and drank it in one gulp without signaling to anyone else.

Everyone's faces were a little stiff, and they could only leave him to signal to each other, and said a few more words before drinking the wine.

After a glass of wine, the atmosphere became better. Everyone chatted, and the topic naturally turned to the recently acquired teachings and the postures used to pray to the immortal for spiritual renewal. The results were quite good.

In more than ten days, I have received a reward at worst.

Kung Fu, spells, pills, cultivation insights, experiences, etc., everything is available.

The atmosphere gradually became lively.

Only Wei Wu remained silent, his face getting darker and darker as he listened, and his back molars creaked.

At this time, the Taoist priest on the side who was pinching people and slapping him in the face finally woke up the great monk.

The great monk shook his head, quickly got up from the ground, touched his head, and couldn't help but let out a "hiss".

There was a swelling on his smooth forehead.

"Monk, your head was caught by the door. Why are you asking someone to pat you when you have nothing to do?" The Taoist priest asked in shock. Good guy, I almost got patted to death by someone else.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

However, the great monk had no awareness that life was precious. He only had a death-defying persistence when he heard the truth in the morning and evening. He looked left and right, fixed his eyes on Qin He who was throwing salt beans into his mouth, and walked over again.

"Hey, you monk, you can't cheat. You asked me to take the photo just now." Seeing this, Xu Changshou quickly stood up and stopped the monk.

The great monk touched the bag on his head again, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and stamped his feet and said: "I'm not cheating, I don't blame you, it's just..."

At the end of his words, he looked at Qin He: "Can you not copy the guy, but just slap it with your hand?"

"Are you...sure?" Qin He's face twitched.

"OK, sure." The great monk flashed past Xu Changshou and came to Qin He, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.

When the Taoist priest heard this, he instinctively stepped forward to stop him.

Still coming?

As a result, Qin He didn't give him any time to react. He raised his hand like lightning and slapped the great monk on the top of his head.

Fifty years of inner strength!

"Boom!"

The great monk's head shrank, his body swayed, and his eyes began to roll upward again.

"Monk!" The Taoist priest was shocked and quickly helped him.

The monk had a crooked mouth and pointed tremblingly at Qin He: "Ami, you are a Buddha in your whole family. Why are your... hands so... heavy?"

"This?"

Qin He raised his hand and said seriously: "I am an iron palm."

When the monk heard this, his fat body straightened up and he fainted. His limbs began to twitch again and he foamed at the mouth.

The huge weight even caused the Taoist priest to fall to the ground with an "ouch".

When everyone saw this, they looked at each other.
Chapter completed!