Chapter 4117

"Anyway, it's black, and it's about the same as a black ghost who is not black~!"

Wan Qingya doesn't care about racism or non-discrimination. She just opened her mouth and said nigger, black man + looks like a ghost, so calling her nigga doesn't involve racism, at most it's appearance discrimination. After all, black people really don't fit her aesthetics. , or her husband is the most handsome.

"Okay, it's always bad to speak ill of people behind their backs, so don't say it."

Li Yun smiled and pinched the flesh around her waist, making Wan Qingya giggle, and twisted her body to rub against Li Yun's body, clinging to him like a tailless cat, making Wan Nishang see He frowned.

The four of them entered the villa, and the decoration style inside was quite different from Huang Xuanguo's. The most typical one was that there was no sofa, a patterned carpet was spread on the floor, and there was a table by the wall with a lot of statues on it.

There is Brahma with three faces and four hands, Shiva, a handsome man sitting cross-legged, and Vishnu, one of the three main gods, who also has four hands.

Brahma, Shiva, and Vishnu are the three main gods of the Three Kingdoms.

"What's wrong?"

Concubine Wanqing saw Li Yun staring at the statues for a long time, so she asked.

Wan Qingya also looked at him curiously.

As for Wan Nishang, she is not interested in these things. This house is only rented, and she doesn't believe in the indigenous gods here!

"It's nothing, just curious." Li Yun smiled, sat cross-legged in front of the stone table, and made the same posture as Shiva, that is, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with his left hand spread out on the knee of his left leg, and his right hand Holding it parallel to the chest, he posed a quite mysterious pose, and smiled at the three beauties: "Don't you think that the pose I'm posing at the moment looks familiar?"

"What familiar?" Concubine Wan Qing looked at him, and then at the statue of Shiva enshrined on the table: "If you say you learned from these indigenous gods, then it does look familiar!"

"Uh." Li Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "This is not some indigenous god, this is..."

"Amitabha!"

At this time, a Buddha's horn sounded, and an old monk wearing a red cassock walked in from the back door of the villa. He was still the familiar image of kindness and kindness to Li Yun, but instead of holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, he was holding a nine-ringed tin rod with a crown on his head. There are still twelve ring scars.

That's right, this kind-hearted old monk is the Venerable Da Ri, a member of the Six Paths School that Li Yun met once at Yuwen's house in the capital.

Li Yun has met quite a few people from the Six Paths School, but he doesn't know many people from the School of the Six Paths. Venerable Da Ri is one of the strange ones.

As an eminent monk, it is really surprising that he is in the company of those villains.

But after thinking about it, it is not surprising that Ksitigarbha lives in hell and vows to save all those who have resentment and evil thoughts.

"My lord, we meet again."

As soon as the old monk saw Li Yun, his eyes lit up. After Li Yun saw it, he hurriedly greeted him.

Venerable Da Ri stepped forward quickly, carefully sizing up Li Yun's posture, "Benefactor Li, you just said that this posture...?"

Wan Nishang watched the development of the matter with a strange expression.

Although Venerable Da Ri is weaker than her and only cultivated in the Void Returning Realm, he is quite well-known in the Six Paths Gate, and belongs to the kind of role that no one wants to offend, because he can be used occasionally.

The old monk's mind is relatively simple. As long as he can persuade him, he will not worry about being bitten back. The cost is low and he will never lose money.

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