My Amazing WeChat is Connected to the Three Realms

Arriving at the door of the dilapidated house, Lin Hai suddenly stopped.

He whispered towards Sun Wukong.

"Brother Monkey, do you think this dilapidated building will suddenly collapse?"

"If we are smashed inside, it will be the end of us."

puff! Sun Wukong almost fell down, looked at Lin Hai with a strange expression, and said.

"Second brother, I suddenly realized that you are a bit funny."

"Yeah?"

Lin Hai looked shocked, touching his chin and lost in thought.

Brother, I am such a serious person, why do I look so funny to others?

Well, it must be Brother Monkey’s problem.

I'm not kidding.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Hai carefully pushed the door open, fearing that he would push the door down with too much force.

The West is so poor. If we take the opportunity to blackmail ourselves, wouldn't we suffer a big loss?

The creaking door was pushed open, and the inside of the dilapidated house was dark, with only a small kerosene lamp dancing with dark yellow flames.

Lin Hai condensed his eyes and looked inside.

There wasn't even a single piece of decent furniture in the room.

Except for a square table that had been used for who knows how many years and only had three legs left, there was nothing else.

On top of the square table, an old man with a miserable face and ragged clothes sat cross-legged.

There was no movement of breath throughout his body, just like a dying country old man.

However, Lin Hai and Sun Wukong were shocked when they saw the old man's appearance.

"Master Bodhi!"

"Master!"

Lin Hai and Sun Wukong recognized him immediately. He looked exactly like Patriarch Bodhi.

Involuntarily, Lin Hai was stunned.

What's going on?

Before, I had always felt that Patriarch Bodhi and Master Zhunti were the same person.

Just now, I came to the conclusion that Patriarch Bodhi is not a Chunti Taoist.

But in the blink of an eye, why are they alone again?

Lin Hai suddenly felt that his brain was a little exhausted.

"Master!"

"I never expected that you are the Saint Zhunti!"

"I, Sun, am the disciple of the saint, haha, the disciple of the saint, the disciple of the saint!"

Sun Wukong danced happily and jumped around the room.

The vibration caused dust to fall off the roof, and Lin Hai was so frightened that he almost ran out on the spot.

"Ahem, you hozen, stop jumping!"

"If you jump again, the house will collapse!"

Saint Zhunti glared and scolded Sun Wukong.

"Well!"

"No more jumping, hehe, no more jumping!"

Sun Wukong smiled coquettishly, then stood up and looked at Saint Zhunti excitedly.

Although this monkey is unruly and unruly in front of everyone.

But only towards the benefactor who gave me the education, I should behave accordingly and not dare to be disrespectful at all.

"Sage, what on earth is going on?"

"Just now, why did you smoke a cigarette and then it was gone?"

Lin Hai looked curious and asked Saint Zhunti.

Everyone is now acquaintances, and Lin Hai is no longer so reserved.

Saint Zhunti's brows furrowed, and Lin Hai was shocked by his painful look.

"Sage, are you constipated?"

puff! Saint Zhunti almost fell off the table. Looking at Lin Hai, his expression became even more painful.

"Young man, let me give you a sage's words!"

When Lin Hai heard this, he was suddenly shocked.

Damn it, what a sage said! What is a saint? He is the most awesome existence in the world.

Every word and deed represents the way of heaven and the purest law between heaven and earth.

A sage's words can completely make a living being who has not yet developed spiritual intelligence directly ascend to the title of heavenly being.

Unexpectedly, Saint Zhunti was so interesting that he would send words of Saint as soon as he met.

What a good man! Lin Hai quickly took out his small notebook and said excitedly.

"Sage, please speak!"

"I keep it all in a notebook."

Sage Zhunti twitched the corners of his mouth, took a deep breath, and uttered the Lotus Path.

"If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Hai wrote quickly, and halfway through writing, he suddenly stopped.

He raised his head and looked at Saint Zhunti in astonishment, with a confused look on his face.

Damn it, are the words of saints so down-to-earth these days?

Seeing that Lin Hai was stunned, Saint Zhunti nodded with satisfaction.

Although this young man is a bit short-sighted, his understanding is pretty good.

You see, a casual sentence gave him an epiphany.

"Young man, this saint is not suffering from constipation, but suffering for the sake of all living beings."

"My appearance is nothing. You haven't seen my eldest brother yet."

"My eldest brother has a miserable look on his face when he meets the saint. Oh my gosh, I can't bear it."

Sage Zhunti was very patient and explained to Lin Hai.

Lin Hai had come to his senses at this time.

With a look of disgust on his face, he lit the kerosene lamp on the small notebook in his hand.

Looking at Saint Zhunti's sad face, he resisted the urge to rush up and hit him.

What a sage saying that, bah! My brother was so excited that he thought he was about to get a big deal.

Unexpectedly, I found a lonely person.

My brother already knew this kind of sage words by heart when he was in kindergarten. Do you need to teach him?

"Master, Master, what happened to you smoking just now?"

Sun Wukong couldn't stand the sad face of Saint Zhunti, so he hurried forward and changed the topic.

"You hozen, who is your master?"

Saint Zhunti glared and said disgustedly.

"Well, Master, you, you don't recognize me again?"

Sun Wukong looked surprised, then jumped up on the table and tapped Taoist Zhunti on the back diligently.

"Hey, Master, stop making trouble, stop making trouble!"

"You are my master."

"I am your apprentice, ahaha, your apprentice!"

Saint Zhunti's expression suddenly changed.

Then, there was a cry of surprise.

"No, the table is going to collapse!"

puff! As soon as he finished speaking, the three-legged broken table could no longer bear the weight and completely collapsed.

Saint Zhunti and Sun Wukong fell directly to the ground, dust flying everywhere.

The two people suddenly fell into a quarrel, and their faces were full of shame. It was called a wolf.

"My table, my table!"

"You hozen, you know clearly that my west is barren, but why would you destroy my only table?"

"You have to compensate!"

Saint Zhunti was extremely sad, grabbed Sun Wukong, and cried heartbreakingly.

"If you don't pay compensation, don't even think about leaving!"

Sun Wukong was stunned when he saw Taoist Zhunti crying and crying.

I have no idea at all, which one is Master playing?

How should I cooperate with his performance?

"Master, why don't you have a cigarette and calm down?"

Sun Wukong touched his body for a long time, took out a cigarette from his armpit, and weakly handed it to Patriarch Bodhi.

Lin Hai stood aside with his brows furrowed and a look of shock on his face.

Just now, he was still wondering that Saint Zhunti was a saint, and Sun Wukong was also a Daluo Jinxian.

How could two people fall off the table with their magical powers?

Don't talk about them, even if they are in the golden elixir stage, they probably won't be able to fall, right?

But then, Lin Haicai suddenly noticed that Sun Wukong didn't even have a trace of breath fluctuation at this moment.

It was as if he was an ordinary monkey and couldn't sense any fairy energy.

Lin Hai couldn't help but hurriedly circulated his Qi, but the next moment his expression changed drastically.

Damn it, the immortal energy in my body is gone! Brother, have they become mortals?