Erwa patted his chest and gasped: "No, I'm going to prepare some dishes. I need a good drink to calm down the shock."

Cuihua nodded and said with a smile: "Hurry up. When the monk comes back, let's have a good drink with our little brother."

Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but smile when he heard this. He pointed at the vast night and said, "The monk has gone to make a fortune. You can go and rob the monk later. This is a rare opportunity."

Cuihua shook her head and said worriedly: "Is the monk okay?"

Erwa patted his chest and said with a smile: "He can still pick up money, but he will definitely not die."

While they were talking, Monk Ruoli walked towards the three of them step by step. Li Xiuyuan stared at Monk Buli who was covered in blood with wide eyes and a smile on his face.

"Monk, how can you still be alive?"

After a violent cough, Monk Buli took out a handful of spiritual stones and threw them on the table. He looked at Erwa and said, "Hurry up and boil a bucket of hot water. This money will be enough for you to work hard for several years."

Cuihua looked at Monk Ruoli's wound, then picked up a spiritual stone and looked at it. She turned to Erwa and said, "First boil a large bucket of water, and then boil a pot of meat!"

"Ouch! I'm rich!" Erwa got up and boiled water without saying a word: "Monk, drink tea first."

Monk Ruoli trembled and sat down on the table, looked at Li Xiuyuan and smiled bitterly: "Because you are not a killer, I am still alive."
Chapter completed!