Just when Ye Qingyun was in trouble.

Qi Mufeng suddenly walked in.

"Sir, Monk Daoji is here."

Daoji?

Ye Qingyun was startled, and then he remembered what happened in the Buddhist Kingdom.

The old madman suddenly jumped down from the latrine. He was so frightened that he couldn't hold himself still on the spot and pulled up his trouser pockets.

This incident has simply become a psychological shadow for Ye Qingyun, and he still dreams about it at night.

I almost thought I was on the bed again.

Now that he heard that the crazy monk was here again, Ye Qingyun naturally felt unhappy at all.

"What is he here for?"

Ye Qingyun asked.

Qi Mufeng shook his head: "I don't know, but judging from his appearance, he should have returned to normal."

"Okay, let him come."

After a while.

Monk Daoji is here.

Sure enough, he has returned to normal. Although he still looks sloppy, he is not crazy at all.

Ye Qingyun often wonders, is this old guy really crazy or is he pretending to be crazy?

Could it be that he suffers from intermittent psychosis?

It's very possible.

Otherwise, how could he be normal and crazy at one moment?

"Why did the Holy Son leave in such a hurry? This caused the poor monk to search for him in the Buddha's land for many days."

Monk Daoji smiled bitterly as soon as he arrived.

Ye Qingyun smiled: "Then you won't come here too? Is there something important?"

Monk Daoji nodded and took out a brick from his rag pocket.

Ye Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed drastically.

Damn it!

This old monk won't suddenly go crazy and pick up a brick to slap himself, right?

Ye Qingyun almost shouted to escort him.

Qi Mufeng and Xuyun on the side were also startled.

Qi Mufeng subconsciously stepped forward and blocked Ye Qingyun with half of his body.

I saw Monk Daoji carrying bricks with excitement on his face.
Chapter completed!