Chapter 44 Explosion

After tossing and turning four times, Yong Bowen finally gave up his intention to escape and slept honestly. It was not until he got up lazily and got into the bathroom to wash, but he turned his head and ran out again. He took a bottle of shampoo in his hand, frowned and walked out of the door with a frown.

Sakurai Kawako was still sitting in the yard in a daze. Hearing the voice, she turned around, smiled, bowed deeply and said, "Mr. Yong, you got up. Thank you for your hard work last night."

Yong Bowen just didn't hear her sarcasm and asked, "Miss Sakurai, am I going to stay here for a long time?"

Sakurai Kawako said, "You can't leave until your identity is confirmed. Now we only wait for the arrival of the Tahara King Kong faction in India, and the four departments will set a date for the confirmation ceremony after discussion.

"It seems that I'm going to stay here for a long time." Yong Bowen smiled bitterly and looked helpless. He sighed and raised the shampoo in his hand and said, "In this case, I hope life will be smoother. Can you help me get some daily necessities? I'm not used to this kind of shampoo.

"Hi!" Sakurai Kawako bowed his head and said, "If you have any requirements, please feel free to tell us. We will do everything possible to meet your needs."

Yong Bowen looked at the shampoo in his hand, looked back at the room, and said, "In this case... Can you give me some white paper?"

"Please wait a moment!"

Sakurai Kawako clapped her hands and asked a monk to order a few words. The monk trotted out and ran back soon, holding a pen and paper. The paper is a snow-white A4 white paper, and the pen is a disposable black neutral pen, which is simply incompatible with this kind of ancient mantra.

Yong Bowen soon made a five-page demand list.

Sakurai Kawako glanced briefly and said nothing. She just nodded, gave it to the monk, and whispered a few words. The monk ran away without looking back.

Yong Bowen returned to his room and continued to sleep with his head covered. He tossed too hard last night, and lack of sleep was inevitable.

Seeing that the Yongda Tianshi finally turned into an obedient baby, the guards on all sides were also relieved. For this baby who can't be beaten, scolded or run, it is actually quite a headache for everyone. If he rushes out, he must use force, but he can't hurt him. That's it. It's hard to do it. Although this guy's ability to fight is ordinary, after all, he is a descendant of the Heavenly Master. If he wants to take it easily, it is obviously difficult to do it. Now he wisely gives up running away and says good things to everyone, at least saves trouble. As for what he wants to buy, no one cares, at least the fetus The Tibetan world and the Great Japanese King Kong will not care about it. This is the territory of the Zhenyan Sect. The monks of the Zhenyan Sect pay for everything they buy. They have nothing to do with them.

Although with such an idea, when the purchasing team sent the things that Yong Bowen needed into the hut in the afternoon, it still surprised everyone.

Computers, refrigerators, color TVs, game consoles, microwave ovens, rice cookers, gas stoves, various ingredients, washing supplies... There are even hundreds of comics and novels, and these comic novels are all pirated Chinese versions... In short, there are all kinds of necessities for living.

Shingon Sect pays attention to penance, which can be simple and simple for daily life. In this kind of room where they live every day, there are only simple bedding and pillows and so on. Some eminent monks' rooms don't even have these, just an empty room that can be covered. Wind and rain is enough.

Now it's really surprising to get so many modern supplies all of a sudden. In fact, Yong Bowen's purchase order is full of a truck. Just because the inner Takano is a matter of secrets, the car can't get in, so the monks of Zhenyanzong can only temporarily string the porters.

Although the masters don't care about this little strength, they still annoy them by doing this kind of rough and stupid work. It's just that Yong Bowen's current identity is special, and he can only hold back the fire. He is thinking in his heart that in the future, in case this guy is not reincarnated as a golden tire, he will look good. In short, he can't let him walk out of Koya Mountain. It is.

The idea of anger is really a masterpiece, sin, sin.

Yong Bowen, the culprit, knew nothing about it. He just welcomed everything in happily, and also commanded the resentful monks to carefully arrange the things. Finally, the copyman looked carefully at the door, and finally said happily, which almost made the great monks angry. In the words, "It's finally a little like living."

This guy really wants to live here!

Although it is difficult to believe, since this day, Yong Bowen seems to have really given up his plan to escape. He gets up and washes on time every day, exercises in the yard on time, and returns to the room on time. He doesn't need the servant of the Zhenyan Sect. He cooks by himself, plays games, watches TV, or reads books and comics in his spare time. The only drawback is that the computer is not connected to the Internet and can't access the Internet, which makes Yong Bowen complain several times. However, at this point, Zhenyanzong will never let it. Yong Bowen's identity is special. If the news spreads in Gaoye Mountain, I'm afraid it won't take a day, and the people of the Mage Association will come to the door, and they may even provoke some messy forces. Yong Bowen has no choice but to play stand-alone games. For this reason, hundreds of game CDs have been specially added, and there are even many well-known limited-level game masterpieces such as Tail Line 6 and Dark ** that have not been seen for a long time.

After half a month like this, Yong Bowen has always been honest and seems to be a little happy. Especially in the end, he has not left home for ten consecutive days. The surveillance camera shows that the Yongda Tianshi eats and sleeps, wakes up, plays tiredly, eats, eats and then sleeps. In addition to washing every day, it can also keep a regularity, even Morning exercise, meditation and tempering have stopped.

Everyone has a lazy mind. Seeing that Yong Bowen is so knowledgeable, his guard monitoring is relaxed. All factions have reduced the number of guards, leaving only two people for surveillance. Anyway, there is a surveillance camera to watch. In case he is unwilling to be lonely and want to do something, he can always respond in time.

Besides, this is the center of Rikono's deep security. There are hundreds of monks of Zhenyan Sect inside, and there are thousands of employees of the Holy Sun Group. In addition to the three King Kong and the eight-leaf dead wood, even if Yong Bowen wants to do anything, he can't do anything.

The ordinary days passed day by so day. The distant Hindu King Kong in India finally sent back a message, saying that he would arrive at the end of the month. Konoyama began to be busy, clean up the place, prepare things, and waited for the arrival of the Thara King Kong, and immediately began the identification ceremony. Once you confirm the identity of the golden fetus, you have to prepare for the empowerment ceremony, involving the interests of the four factions, all kinds of taboos, and a lot of busy things to do.

On this day, it is the next moon, and the moonlight is dim.

Yong Bowen played a game and passed the game until the critical moment. After several failures, he couldn't help but be fierce. He didn't even have time to eat. He sat in front of the computer and fought hard until after nine o'clock that he won the game.

The proud Yongda Tianshi couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar. He rose up, raised his hands high, and shouted, "I am the king of the world!"

In this way, the two monks in front of the monitoring station laughed and thought that this guy was really boring.

After watching the clearance picture, Yongbobo was proud for a moment. Finally, he thought of eating. He probably wanted to celebrate and turned out a lot of things. He stir-fried them on the shelf. After stir-fried a few dishes, he didn't know what to make. After the explosion, the oil fumes rolled. Later, the room was full of thick smoke and blurred mirrors. In my head, I can only faintly see the figure that seems to be running around, and I can also hear loud coughing and complaining, "I have to ask them to install another range hood tomorrow!"

The two monks only looked at jokes, but they were also interested in watching the excitement. Suddenly, they heard a voice from the podium next to them, "Yong Bowen's residence emitted thick smoke. What happened?" This is because the people who were watching around the house found something wrong and came to ask about the situation in the room.

One of the monks smiled and said, "It's okay. It's made by Yong Bowen cooking. Maybe I can't stand to run out for a while. Don't be too nervous..."

The monk didn't finish his words, and the change happened.

There was a loud noise, and the whole camera was dark. There was an exclamation from the walkie-talkie, "It exploded!"

Yes, it exploded.

If you stand outside Yong Bowen's residence at this moment, you can see it more intuitively, which is also what the peripheral monitors see.

At first, it was just a thick smoke rolling out of the cracks in the doors and windows, as if there was a fire. The surveillance personnel were worried and specifically asked what happened in the room on the other side of the monitoring center. After knowing that it was just stir-frying, just relieved, the house burst open with a bang, and the roof and wall suddenly became five points. Crack, the flame and smoke, driven by the shock wave, rolled in all directions, and the wind roared and shot the messy debris into the sky like rain.

This time really turned out suddenly. Everyone was stunned by this change. The monk Zhenyanzong, who was holding the walkie-talkie, stayed on the spot until a series of voices came from the walkie-talkie and asked, "What's wrong? What happened? Then he woke up and shouted, "It exploded, the house exploded. Call someone to put out the fire." After shouting this sentence, he immediately rushed to the scene of the fire desperately. If Yong Bowen was killed like this, it would be a big joke.

There is no need to issue an alarm from the monitoring center. Such a violent explosion is enough to alarm the whole village. The monks of Zhenyanzong came one after another. The people of the Holy Sun Group found something wrong and wanted to come over, but they were blocked outside, and only a few key figures were put in.

I don't know what exploded. The whole house was almost blown into powder, and the splashing fire tongue licked all the trees around it. It turned into a flame within a radius of hundreds of meters, and the flame also expanded into a wildfire.

Fortunately, everything is missing on Gaoye Mountain now, but there is no shortage of high-level experts. The masters showed their magical power and rushed into the scene in the blazing fire and searched crazily, hoping to save Yong Bowen.

Not long after, the eight-leaf dead wood, Puyanghai, Da Le Jingang Guyangding and the three halls of Xiaoye arrived one after another.

Seeing the scene of the chaotic people running and shouting in front of him, the dead wood shouted in a low voice, "Oh, don't panic. The life of the reincarnation of the golden fetus is determined by heaven. Can't it be a disaster of little Zhurong? If he really dies here, it can only show that he is not a green dragon and golden fetus. Don't be so panicked. Go out and take good control of the roads to prevent him from escaping in the chaos!"

Puyanghai pinched his finger and recited the spell. In an instant, the wind rose and clouds surged, and the wind was strong. The rain poured down, and the fire was extinguished in an instant.

Seeing Puyang Hailu's ability to call the wind and rain, everyone secretly admired it. After listening to the instructions of eight leaves and dead wood, they quickly stabilized their minds, withdrew from the fire and dispersed in all directions.

Gu Yangding walked into the endgame of the fire, reached out and grabbed a wisp of residual green smoke and put it on his nose and sniffed it gently. He said, "There is a smell of fire charm. This is by no means an accident. Yong Bowen must have run away in the chaos! Hurry up and catch up!"

Before the voice fell, I heard a loud noise, which made the ground tremble. Everyone turned their heads together, but they saw the thick smoke and flames in the southeast rise in the air. The eight leaves and withered wood frowned, and the monks around them had changed their faces and shouted, "Yuying Hall!"

××××××××××× I'm the dividing line that appeared three times×××××××××××××

I came back very late and didn't get home until eight o'clock. I finally got out of these.

Well... It turns out that Japanese * Ben and Ejection are also prohibited words...