"Host, I'm convinced!"

"I can tell the girl by listening to the sound, it's really amazing!"

After listening to the comments from the monk Huanxi to the two women, the system was promising.

The system really didn't see that the young man who seemed to be a fool had something.

Boss Ye is very helpful. The system has always taught him how to be a human being. It is rare to have the chance to win back the game in turn, which greatly satisfy his vanity. He wants to warn the system in this way that in addition to krypton gold, he also has hidden talents.

Before he could show off, the voice of the little monk came from his ears: "Donor, when are you going to see it?"

The eyes of the happy demon monk locked on the ancient pine tree where Ye Huang was hiding.

The little monk's eyes seemed to penetrate the big tree that several people hugged each other, making people unable to hide.

Having witnessed the terrifying method of the monk in joy with his own eyes, Boss Ye was frightened and got brave enough to walk out.

When encountering such a tough character, evasion is not a way, and it is impossible to turn around and run away. It is better to go out and meet him openly.

"The master is a good method, I admire you!"

Boss Ye abandoned his integrity and flattered him as soon as he went out.

He also learned the way of speaking in strange people, with a little ancient style in his words.

The little monk looked calm and looked at the young man holding a black cat opposite him. His clear eyes seemed to have everything. He said with a point of view: "The donor's appearance is a strange person, but he looks like an old friend, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future."

"I didn't expect that the master would look at the face and lose his respect." Ye Huang's appearance was not entirely a disguise. In his circle of friends, some invited the master to consecrate, some invited the master to exorcise evil spirits, and some invited the master to see Feng Shui. This kind of behavior is actually very common in the circle of rich people.

"Before I came here, the donor was already hiding behind the ancient pine." The little monk glanced at the place where Ye Huang had hidden before, and pointed to the two women who had cut off their breath but maintained a sleeping beauty posture, looking very interested: "These two female donors are also considered charming. Why donors don't come out to save the beauty?"

This seemingly unintentional problem exudes invisible pressure.

Ye Huang had a premonition that if he couldn't answer, today would be his death.

Faced with this extraordinary monk, Boss Ye chose not to lie, pointing at the woman with big breasts and said, "This woman's voice is artificial and fake breasts deceive the world. It's obvious that she is not a good guy, and I don't need to save her."

The little monk was stunned: "Donor, how do you see her fake breasts?"

"According to Newton's fourth law, tall girls have small breasts and short girls have big breasts."

Boss Ye showed off the basic skills of the veteran driver and led the young monk to approach science: "Look carefully, she was wearing flat shoes and was at least 1.7 meters tall. A woman of 1.7 meters actually reached an E cup, which was simply anti-human behavior! There are only two possibilities that caused this phenomenon. One is that she was so fat that she had no friends. Master, please see, she was quite thin, so there was only another possibility left - fake breasts!"

"When did Newton study the fourth law?" The young monk entered science and inspired the scientists' spirit of exploration. The following words were very stressful: "Donor, I became a monk since I was a child and read less, so don't lie to me."

After saying that, before Ye Huang could speak, the monk Huanxi went to find out the truth.

He squatted down, tore open the big-breasted girl's top and lifted up Bra.

The little monk completely ignored the other party's death and reached out to touch it wildly, and rubbed two convex points.

After a moment, he stood up and looked at Ye Huang in shock: "The donor has such a good eye, I admire him."

"I have been too rewarded and too awarded, and the master praised it." Boss Ye rarely modestly.

But the little monk seemed to have 100,000 whys, and pointed at the long-legged girl and said curiously: "Where is this female donor, why don't you save her?"

Ye Huang entered the state, habitually setting up a rhythm, pointing to the old pine tree he had hidden.

The little monk immediately looked at the pine tree, as if he had comprehended the profound Buddhist teachings and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he patted the little bald head and suddenly realized, "Does the donor think her skin is rough, like the bark of an old pine tree?"

Ye Huang shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

The little monk thought for a moment and asked again: "Is that woman actually older, and the donor blamed her for pretending to be young, just like an old pine?"

Ye Huang shook his head again and encouraged: "With the master's understanding, we can only understand the truth by just a little bit."

The young monk asked without shame: "Shame, I have limited understanding, so I also ask the donor for a famous saying."

Unable to beat the tough character in front of him, Ye Huang had to announce the answer: "In fact, the answer is only one word - Song!"

When the little monk heard this, he was stunned: "What is pine?"

Ye Huang showed an expression that an adult man could understand: "It's just loose, you understand."

The little monk understood in a second and did something even more exaggerated.

He took off the long-legged woman's pants in a few seconds, stretched out his fingers, and explored the indescribable position of the explorer...

After a while, the little monk wiped his hands on the woman's pants and slowly stood up.

He looked at Ye Huang with an idol-worshiping look and exclaimed: "It's really slack, donor, how did you see it?"

Ye Huang replied truthfully: "Master, since I was eighteen years old, I can tell the tightness of women when I observe the walking posture of women."

"So that's it. I didn't expect that the donor had such talent. It was indeed not a thing in the pool." A stunning light flashed in the little monk's eyes, and then asked a question: "Donor, just because she was too loose, you wouldn't save her. It would be a suspect of judging people by their appearance. Do you think it's thunderous to die?"

The last sentence is filled with oppression.

Ye Huang said with a tough bullet: "It's not her fault for slack, but even though I know she is too loose, I still risk my life to save her. What benefits can I get?"

"Hahahaha!" The little monk laughed out loud, as if very satisfied with the answer given by Boss Ye, and exclaimed: "Well, the donor is straightforward and has a person of temperament!"

Ye Huang smiled but said nothing. The demon monk in front of him was moody and did not play according to the routine. He was under great pressure to deal with such people.

The young monk refused to let him go and said enthusiastically: "I traveled to the mortal world many times, and I have many doubts in my heart. The donor is talented and has extraordinary talent. Can I answer my questions and answer questions for me?"

Ye Huang was upset and seriously suspected that the monk Huanxi was deliberately making things difficult for him.

He couldn't answer correctly every time. As long as he answered wrongly, the little monk would have a reason to kill him.

So he said the truth: "The master is so serious. I failed the college entrance examination and had never been to college. I can't say that I am talented and not worthy of learning the four words. The master has been a Taoist monk, and his talent is thousands of times better than me. I am not able to solve my doubts."

"The donor think I am trying to make things difficult for you?" The little monk's eyes cold, as if he had seen through Donor Ye's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

At this time, silence is better than sound. Ye Huang didn't say anything. His expression contained subtext: Isn't this obvious?

"Mencius does not lie, but I swear to the Buddha Joyful. At this moment, I just want to find the donor to relieve my confusion." The little monk cursed and seemed quite sincere: "Donor, the last question, as long as you make this question, I swear that I will no longer make things difficult for you. I wonder what the donor is thinking about?"

Ye Huang still has to choose? He had to bite the bullet and said, "Even if the master asks, I may not be able to solve the master's confusion."

"The donor doesn't have to be humble. I have confidence in you." The little monk said, raising his confusion: "When I was traveling around, I met a female donor in the mortal world. I sent her a text message to her to communicate Buddhism. One day, the female donor sent me a text message to me, all of which were numbers. I still remember that the string of numbers were 32744, 5466265249642645426, 46642264826942426... I dare to ask the donor, what is the true meaning of this number?"

There is no doubt that this is a problem with five stars in difficulty.

Ye Huang fell into deep thought and asked, "Master, can you say that string of numbers again?"

“32744,5466265249642645426,46642264826942426…”

Ye Huang took out his phone, turned on the phone, opened a document and pressed it.

After a series of sexy operations, he smiled, approached the little monk, pointed to the screen of the mobile phone and said, "Master, your question has an answer. The female donor used the pinyin input method of mobile phone to send you an invitation. Look, 32744, the pinyin input is exactly the word "Master". The whole number she sent you should mean...Master, come to my room tonight to participate in Huanxi Zen."

Bang!

The little monk slapped his forehead and suddenly realized it, but he felt regretful that he had made hundreds of millions of mistakes.

In addition to his anger, he was even more shocked to look at Ye Huang, and he was not hesitant to praise him: "The donor is literate and talented, and I am convinced!"

Boss Ye’s face turned red. In the past, someone flattered him, and at most he praised him against his conscience, "So handsome and cool, and he is open and bright." No one has ever praised him with words like "Students, talented people".

But the little monk was excited: "Donor, I will get along with you at the first sight. Would you like to have a golden orchid with me?"
Chapter completed!