A Yao was arrested again.

Her luck was not very good, and it fell into the hands of the nun.

In the final analysis, it was because her body smelled too strong, unless it was washed away all the dirt smell.

The middle-aged monk, the fat monk and the nun watched her, as if she was a precious, rare and harmless wild animal.

The nun said, "Is it embarrassing that you are half-old, and you can run away again and again in your hands."

"It's obviously because she's too cunning..." the fat monk muttered.

"Shut up, her accomplice hasn't caught it yet, and she almost let her escape. You, a pig brain, are only suitable for boiling water, chopping wood and cooking. Go, get two buckets of water, and I will serve her in person." The nun disliked him, poked his forehead and shouted, directing the fat monk, turning around and changing into another face, and saying to her love-like middle-aged monk: "This girl's accomplice must be nearby. Please look for it again, so as not to disturb the guests' interest, and it is not good for anyone."

Before the middle-aged monk moved, the fat monk had already come with two buckets of water and poured it into the bathtub. It took a few times to fill it up.

The nun is good at observing her expressions and said, "I promise that when you come back, I have trained her."

He was willing to leave.

A Yao's eyes were swaying. The fat monk and the middle-aged monk had already left. The nun was left here. As long as she loosened her ties, she would have a way to get out of trouble.

Unexpectedly, the nun didn't play according to the common sense, so she pulled the rope and lifted A Yao and pressed it into the water!

“!!!”

Gululu...

A Yao struggled, and the cold water kept pouring into her mouth and nose, and the suffocation was pressing into her heart.

Is she going to die? A Yao's struggle was getting slower and slower, and the nun grabbed the person again. She choked and coughed, her nasal cavity was burning. She breathed in big mouthfuls, but before she could recover, she was pressed down again, and she repeated this.

A Yao was tortured to inhale less and exhale more, and her whole body was chaotic and had no power to resist.

The nun then let her go, peeled off her clothes and threw them out the window, not noticing that when she pulled A Yao's clothes open, the yarn slipped out and fell into the water. She washed A Yao roughly for a few times, but couldn't smell the odor, and found that there was no suitable clothes for A Yao to wear.

"Master Faming, Master Faming." Someone shouted outside, and the nun replied: "Here you come."

She threw A Yao into the bathtub and walked out. The sound of the conversation between the two floated into A Yao's ears: "Master, Wu Nian doesn't know where he went, and many customers are looking for her."

"One or two are worried. The temple is so big, where else can you go?" Faming said angrily and turned around and looked into the room.

A Yao shrank naked in the bathtub and pinched her thighs.

I thought she had thrown her clothes far away, and A Yao's height was not enough, so it took a lot of effort to climb out, and it would alarm people nearby. She couldn't come out and didn't dare to come out. Faming said with peace of mind, "I'll go find you with you."

The two left in a hurry.

A Yao tried hard to wake herself up, shook her head, touched the yarn clipper, threw it outside and tried to climb out of the bathtub.

"You can't escape the dawn if you hurt like this." Suddenly someone was talking in his ear, which scared A Yao so much that she screamed.

Pei Shuo covered her mouth with quick eyes and hands: "Shut up, do you still want to leave? You still want to pull me into the water, everyone will die together."

Hearing that it was Pei Shuo's voice, A Yao nodded and signaled her to understand. He let go of his hand and saw A Yao in the water. He suddenly turned red to his ears, turned his back and whispered: "Don't look at it if you are not polite..."

"Oh, I just heard that you just saw the Living Spring Palace." A Yao rolled her eyes and couldn't help but stab him. She still had some resentment towards Pei Shuo. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have suffered so much tonight. "The one who doesn't care about it, please find me clothes and blankets, otherwise the big leaves can do it."

There was a set of robes worn by monks on the edge of the bed. I don’t know who to prepare them for, but now I’m just right to wear them for A Yao.

"Please help me out quickly, or find a stool for me to cushion the footsteps. I'm not tall enough." A Yao looked out on the small stool standing in the bathtub.

Pei Shuo blushed and brought her a small stool and consciously turned her back.

A Yao tied the straps of the middle clothes, and the yarn cut was sewn with a hidden bag sewn on the cuffs. The middle clothes were so long that they could be used as her skirt. She lifted them up and stepped on the cold stone bricks barefoot.

"Okay, let's go quickly." She urged.

The door was suddenly kicked open, A Yao and Pei Shuo turned around, and the fat monk and the middle-aged monk walked in swaying.

The fat monk screamed: "This is the 'accomplice' we have been looking for for a long time. Isn't it just a little brat?"

"Catch it." The middle-aged monk issued an order, and the fat monk swung over.

Pei Shuo took the initiative to face him and attacked the key points of the big acupoints.

Unfortunately, the fat monk was too fat. Pei Shuo's hand was trapped in the soft and greasy meat. He grinned and contracted his fat meat to trap Pei Shuo one hand inside, and his other hand grabbed Pei Shuo's hand like a chicken.

Only a crisp click was heard-

"Ah!" Pei Shuo shouted in pain.

His left hand hangs strangely, and sweat seeps out of his forehead, and his whole face turns white.

The middle-aged monk lit the lamp and the room was lit. At this time, the fat monk had already tied Pei Shuo to the chair and looked at A Yao again. He laughed: "Senior brother, look at this yellow-haired girl, I was so scared, hahaha."

"This stinky girl ruined our good things, and you! Get out of here!" The middle-aged monk had some idea of ​​what he narrowed his eyes and laughed. He turned around and kicked the fat monk out of the door, closed the door and locked it.

The middle-aged monk said, "Boy, I think you are old enough to hold a girl. You probably don't understand the taste of a woman. It doesn't matter. Today, grandpa came on stage to teach you enough!"

Pei Shuo widened his eyes and shouted, "You dare! You are something worse than a pig or a dog!"

He was immediately slapped.

The strength of his body was shaved down, and bright red five-finger palm prints quickly appeared on his face, and half of his face was congested and swollen.

"Ph." Pei Shuo spitted out blood foam, and the angry flames in his eyes burned: "I warn you, if you know the appearance, please let me loose and let us go, otherwise today next year will be your jealousy!"

The middle-aged monk dug his ears and bounced the pickled objects on Pei Shuo's body. Seeing Pei Shuo's appearance that could not be avoided, he amused him: "Young Master, you are so funny, just watch it."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pulled it off, pressing it step by step. A Yao didn't move at all, as if she had lost her soul.

"Run quickly! Why are you still stunned? Run!" Pei Shuo shouted out loud.

A Yao raised her head and looked at Pei Shuo in a daze, her eyes empty, as if she didn't understand what Pei Shuo meant, and she didn't know what was waiting for her.

The middle-aged monk approached her with a grin, his pants slipped off again, tore off A Yao's clothes. This time there was no smell. Let's see how she can avoid it!
Chapter completed!