Marvel recasts the prehistoric

Su Jing did not explain to the angry Taylor, and there was no way to explain this matter.

Fortunately, Taylor was just having fun and was not dissatisfied with his face.

After the waiter served the food, he forgot about the matter.

For Su Jing, he likes barbecue, but he doesn't like Korean barbecue. He doesn't like anything that requires doing it by himself.

Why bake it yourself when you can sit back and enjoy it!

Seeing others eating by themselves, Su Jing sighed, why didn't anyone help him?

He stretched out his chopsticks and tapped Taylor and said: "Taylor, as the secretary, don't you think you should let the boss eat first?"

Taylor raised his head and looked at Su Jing, and said with a twisted expression: "Boss, that's the life secretary."

Seeing Taylor's expression, Su Jing knew that she wanted to dig a hole for herself again, so she shuddered and quickly dropped the topic.

Except when shopping, this woman had an above-average IQ. She couldn't afford to offend her. She shook her head and prepared to do it herself.

He quickly snatched away Taylor's roasted meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Under Taylor's aggrieved eyes, Su Jing laughed happily, it was really delicious without having to do it himself.

Lu Yuyao pinched Su Jing and glared at him.

Su Jing giggled twice, stretched out his hand again and grabbed a piece of Kirill's, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

He looked at Kirill with a strange look on his face and said, "Kiril, is there any difference between you and me?"

Kirill took a few bites and said matter-of-factly: "I don't think so either, but this will make me full."

There is no one to compete with you, so how can you not have enough to eat? Su Jing was too lazy to argue with the bear.

A strange pair walked in outside the door, catching his attention.

A white man wearing a bulging brown cassock, a shaved head, and holding a string of prayer beads, and an elderly monk with a kind Asian face.

The foreigner with a hooked nose and bald head, dressed in a monk's attire, put his hands together, which made Su Jing feel inexplicably happy.

Is it true that monks from outside like to chant sutras?

It seems that these two people also come here to eat, meat-eating monks?

Su Jing became more interested. When he thought Chang Hui was an enemy before, of course he had to suppress him.

Now, Su Jing feels that everyone can sit down and talk.

Su Jing didn't sense anything wrong with the pair, and smiled and invited: "Master, sit down and eat together?"

The old monk seemed not to understand English. The foreign monk clasped his hands and said, "Thank you, donor. No need."

Su Jing didn't force it. A pair of meat-eating monks were already very attractive. If they ate and drank with a few more women, everyone would probably make headlines tomorrow.

Seeing the two people sitting down next to each other, Su Jing turned around curiously and asked, "Where does the master come from?"

The foreign monk called out the Buddha's name and said: "Shaolin Temple in China, I specially invite my master to come out and preach in the United States."

Su Jing pouted. Buddhism is not as popular in the United States as in China. People don't have the habit of worshiping foreigners, so they will naturally believe in local sects more.

But this was not what Su Jing cared about. He smiled and said in Mandarin: "We are also traveling to South Korea from the United States. Where does the master practice?"

When the old monk met the fellow villager, he smiled and recited the Buddha's name.

The foreign monk followed up by saying Amitabha and replied: "I used to be a priest in Los Angeles, but now I don't have a fixed place to practice."

Were you a priest before?It should be easier to confuse people who have changed their beliefs and have no fixed place to practice.

Su Jing smiled slightly: "Master, why don't you come to New York? I can build a temple for you."

The foreign monk had no intention of being hypocritical and polite. He stretched out his hand and said happily: "This is really great. My name is Miller. What is the donor's surname?"

Su Jing held back a smile and shook hands with Miller. This foreign monk was too weird.

Su Jing was worried about whether he would be able to attract believers to a person who spoke a combination of Chinese and Western language, and whose behavior was also a combination of Buddhism and Christianity.

After a pause, Su Jing said: "You can call me Su Jing.

Miller, why did you change your profession and become a monk? "

Miller stared at Su Jing with wide eyes for a while, and shouted excitedly: "Oh God, this must be God's guidance."

Su Jing interrupted Miller's exclamation. Although Koreans also eat like this, Su Jing still doesn't like this kind of disturbing others.

He smiled and said: "Miller, shouldn't you say Amitabha?

God will not bless a monk. "

Miller waved his hands excitedly and said, “God won’t care about such a small thing.

Donor Su, you saved me during the Battle of New York, do you still remember? "

After listening to Miller's words, Su Jing knew that he was a patient with severe face blindness.

If you don’t recognize someone standing in front of you, you must say your name.

He smiled and said, "This is a small matter, don't worry about it."

Miller looked at Su Jing and said gratefully: "During the war in New York, I asked God to help his believers. Maybe he was too busy to pay attention to me.

Later, you saved us. I checked the sect's classics and found out that there is a group of Taoist monks in the East. I went to China this time to join them, but unfortunately they rejected me. "

Only foreigners can have such weird things. Su Jing sighed in his heart and said, "Miller, why did you come to Korea?"

Miller smiled bitterly: "My savings have been spent. This time, I will beg with my master to pay for my travel expenses."

Su Jing curled his lips. He had no money to hire his master. It seemed that the result of being his master would not be good.

Patting Miller on the shoulder, Su Jing said: "Miller, just follow me first.

When the time comes, come back to the United States with me and I will arrange everything for you. "

Miller nodded happily. Su Jing invited the master and apprentice to have dinner together again. Miller happily agreed.

Lu Yuyao glanced at the monks and apprentices and said to Su Jing, "You want to build a temple for them?"

Su Jing nodded slightly: "I feel like I can talk to Chang Hui, he doesn't seem to have any ill intentions.

Keeping them close by makes it easier to supervise. "

Lu Yuyao gave Su Jing a strange look and said nothing. She knew that Su Jing had some speculations, but Su Jing would not take the initiative to mention it without asking her.

After dinner, Kirill once again proposed to go out for fun, and Su Jing left Diana and the others in the hands of this lookless fool.

Su Jing took the monk master and apprentice back to the hotel. He was going to see Zhao Helen tomorrow, so Su Jing thought it would be better to rest early.

...

When the morning sun shone on Qingqing's face, Su Jing had already gotten up and finished washing. Seeing that the little loli was about to let the dark clouds rain again, Su Jing smiled and poked her belly.

The little Loli, who was used to the way her brother called her, grabbed the quilt and covered her head in frustration, turned over and continued to sleep.

Su Jing didn't call her again, called for breakfast, and sat in the room waiting for Lu Yuyao to come over.

Qingqing wrinkled her little nose and sniffed, smelling the aroma of the food. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. She looked at the two people happily eating breakfast in front of her, turned her head away and snorted arrogantly.

After waiting for a while, seeing no response, Qingqing turned around.Seeing the two people still eating deliciously, they snorted heavily again.

Su Jing deliberately teased the little loli, but still ignored her. From the corner of his eye, he saw Qingqing gradually pouting her little mouth, and she was about to cry.

He quickly took two steps forward, picked up the little Loli, and sat down at the dining table.

Putting the food into her hand, Qingqing sobbed twice, then took the food and ate it aggrievedly, the corners of her eyes gradually curled up.

After the three of them finished breakfast, they knocked on Taylor's door and told her to look after the monk and her apprentice.

Kirill and others were left with a hangover, and only took Lu Yuyao and Qingqing to Zhao Hailun's research institute.

Marvel recasts prehistoric times