In silence, Huai Shi did not rush to respond.

Just looked up at him.

Full of curiosity.

"But what is the price, Teacher Luo?" He asked seriously: "This time you didn't even charge the money and even delivered the goods to your doorstep. I was a little nervous."

"Can you feel at ease by collecting money, Huai Shi?"

Mr. Luo lowered his eyes to him, and there was no joke or mockery as usual on his face, but instead he was confused: "Do you really think what you learned can be bought for 100,000 yuan?"

From the beginning, I took advantage of the orchard gym.

He even tried to abduct the front desk of the gym.

It is really unforgivable.

Not to mention 100,000, at other times, Luo Lao punched him with one million. Where can he give him good things like Longxiang?

There are so many people who graduated from Orchard Gym, how many of them have achieved this?

Although the old man said it very much, but he actually disliked it very much, he still helped him to eliminate the accumulated problems and recast the foundation. He also handed over all the tricks and obstacles of Yu Bu and the drummer without reservation. Even if the rest is left, he has to learn by himself, but the master has to lead the door first?

People are owed very much.

Now Mr. Luo comes to the door and says you are here to help. Can you not do your best if you teach Huai Poetry the most meaningful Huai Poetry?

"Okay." Huai Shi sighed: "As long as you don't violate the morals of the world... Forget it, it doesn't matter if you violate it and you won't be known to others. Just leave me some conscience."

"So, the deal?" Mr. Luo asked.

"make a deal."

Huai Shi sighed, holding her body to stand up.

I was about to ask him how to teach him, if there was any new way to mess with him this time, and how long it would take to learn how.

I saw the old man who received the reply nodded, raised his hand, waited for him to stand firm, raised his hand, and aimed it at his face.

Punch with force!

Indescribable compassion and anger filled that face, I don’t know whether it was joy or anger, sorrow or compassion. Even the bulging muscles all over my body became solemn and solemn.

The incomplete wheel of light flew behind him.

He looks like a god and a Buddha.

In this way, he aimed at his face and before he could react, his fist was already hit on his face.

He knocked him into the wall, but he couldn't even pick him down.

Come again?

Huai Shi had only had a moment to turn a thought in her mind, and she felt the turbulent source material pouring into his lungs with the blow, suddenly spreading, causing huge waves and bursting!

He felt like he was about to break...

boom!

The eyes went dark and I entered the third-person perspective again.

Leaving his body and falling to the deepest part of the darkness.

At the last moment, he only saw Lao Luo's figure, but not the burly and old body, but the hideous appearance of three heads and eight arms burning with infinite blood flames.

Holding a treasure vase, holding a sword, holding a vajra, holding a golden bell...

It is obviously so hideous, but it has thirty-two phenomena, filling the world, and grasping the universe.

The vast thunder exploded from the deepest part of his soul, turning into solemn praise like countless voices overlapping.

"Those who see my body develop the Bodhicitta; those who hear my name stop evil and practice good; those who hear my Dharma gain great wisdom; those who know my mind become Buddhas in this body!"

This is a wake-up call!

The Huai poem finally cracked.

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Dead silence, dead silence, dead silence.

In the long silence, Old Luo slowly withdrew his fist and breathed a sigh of relief. A thirsty thunder sounded in his stomach, and he was hungry again.

It's obviously huge in consumption.

Such a method that is almost tolerant to help grow is used on people like Huai Shi who are only one step away. Otherwise, no one else could hold on, his soul would probably die on the spot.

"Okay, it's about half a month to sleep, so let him stay there. It's best to keep it. Seal the basement and don't let someone come in."

Mr. Luo shook the sweat on his body, looked back at Raymond, and the cell phone in his hand, and reached out.

Raymond quickly bent down and delivered his phone.

Let his five fingers close together, crush them, and turn them into dust. He just prayed that this old monster would not think that someone had spyed on his own secret master's teachings and must be pinched to death.

"Do you understand?" Mr. Luo asked casually.

"No... I didn't understand." Raymond wiped his cold sweat.

"Oh, I have to pay for it if I don't understand. One million dollars, US dollars, I'll go to your teacher for a lesser amount." Old Luo glanced at him, turned around and looked at Yuanyuan: "Where are you?"

"...I don't understand." Yuan Yuan shook his head.

Mr. Luo looked at Lin Shijiu. Lin Shijiu shivered for a moment and nodded: "I don't understand at all!"

Three guys.

One pretends not to understand, the other understands a little but can’t explain it humbly, and only the last one is the most honest, and he really doesn’t understand at all.

Anyway, he doesn't mind, as much as he can learn, and seeing this punch will help him to break through Jiyi in the future.

"How did Huai Shi teach you?" Mr. Luo asked.

Yuanyuan said: "Practice piano and swordsmanship."

Lin Shijiu looked helpless: "Cooking and working..."

"I know how to teach according to my aptitude, but the teacher is not in vain."

Mr. Luo nodded, looked at the two of them again, and waved his hand and said, "Your teacher has to rest for half a month. I will be a substitute class during this period.

Don’t practice the piano anymore. As for those gangs, it doesn’t matter if they are left alone. I will lay the foundation for you two again first. Don’t be cleaned up by the old man in hell in the future.”

Yuanyuan opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but in the end he did not object.

Xiao Shijiu nodded like pounding garlic.

One is that I think the opportunity is rare and I can’t practice the piano and I can make up for it later. The other is that I simply dare not object.

"Don't have any objection?" asked Mr. Luo.

"No, no!" Lin Shijiu said first: "We both raised our hands and feet to agree!"

"oh."

The old man nodded, but he didn't expect it to be so smooth. After pondering for a moment, he took out something like a magic trick from his pocket behind his butt, shook it, and handed it to the two of them.

"What's this?" Lin Shijiu rubbed his eyes, confused.

"POS machine, don't you recognize this?"

The old man widened his eyes and said seriously: "Don't think of imitating your bastard teacher for free... I'll get a card for me first!"

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Huai Shi felt like she was hit by the old man.

Consciousness disintegrates.

It seemed like he had turned into a vegetable, thrown into the darkness, quickly split into pieces, split into pieces, split into pieces, split into pieces, split into pieces... and even all his consciousness was disintegrated into crystals as fine as dust.

Pushed to the brink of precariousness—

But when his consciousness was about to be completely destroyed, that force disappeared again, and he was allowed to step on the edge of the cliff and return with difficulty.

Gradually gathering, consciousness is once again coherent.

But before he could finally be complete, the power hidden in his consciousness exploded again, breaking him up again, turning him into countless shattered dust and spreading.

When he was about to completely lose consciousness, he allowed his instinct to reunite his soul again.

Then, fry again!

It was like endless torture, constantly pushing him to the edge of the cliff, a little far from the loss of consciousness, but he was coldly allowed to climb back.

Then, push it down...

It was like Sisyphus pushing a stone never ending.

Eternal reciprocity.
To be continued...