Fu Mingchuan stared at him menacingly.

"Boy, I thought I wouldn't know you after changing my clothes, did I?"

Fu Mingchuan circled around him twice, and reached out and grabbed him in the face.

"Take your mask off!"

The male cultivator didn't resist at all, and the mask was taken off by Fu Mingchuan, revealing a white and frightened face, obviously not the person who snatched the ticket last night.

"What are you doing!"

The male cultivator was so angry that he snatched the mask.

Fu Mingchuan was a little stunned. Although the other party is a foundation building monk, he has made mistakes first, and he has no choice but to compensate.

The male cultivator of Zhuji only dared to complain a few words, put the mask back on, and walked into the Manchun Building.

Two more Infant Monks walked over, leading a retinue of retinues, both with masks on their faces.

This time, Fu Mingchuan didn't dare to make a move, and watched them and more than a dozen entourages walk into the Manchun Building.

The two infant monks talked as they walked.

"Senior brother, don't say it, there is still some truth in that woman's words. I feel at home wearing this mask. ”

"That's because you have a ghost in your heart, and of course you want to cover your face. ”

Another snorted, "Still, it's right to wear a mask." If someone else recognizes our identity, it will cause trouble. ”

When Fu Mingchuan heard this, he scolded hatefully: "Which bastard came up with this bad idea!"

The guests who walked to Manchun Building next wore all kinds of masks.

Fu Mingchuan stood stupidly, without a countermeasure.

Although the person last night was a monk of the foundation, but you can't see the monk of the foundation forcibly take off someone else's mask, and the person who can come to the Manchun Building to win the Oiran is hard to say that he has no background.

Fu Mingzhuo on the side stretched out his hand, grabbed Fu Mingchuan's storage bag, and flew into the Manchun Building.

When Fu Mingchuan chased after him, he had already passed through the teleportation array, standing below and smiling proudly at Fu Mingchuan.

Fu Mingchuan was so angry that he stomped his feet and left Manchun Building with hatred.

"Let's go. ”

Jiang Xiaogu lifted the mask on his face, and walked out of the darkness with Yu Hui.

Yu Hui admired it in her heart.

Seeing the Fu Mingchuan brothers guarding the door, he thought that a big battle was indispensable.

Jiang Xiaogu was able to come up with a way in such a short period of time, no matter how brave he was, he was impressed.

The appearance of Manchun Building is very different from the night before.

Without the dancing girl and wine, the sheng flute and string music look very deserted.

The delicately woven table is no longer full of delicious delicacies, only a lonely spiritual tea. Jiang Xiaogu took it and tasted it, and it was bland.

The guests were in their own positions, looking at the others vigilantly, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Phew!"

An extravagantly dressed infant monk put down his teacup heavily and spat out.

"This kind of rancid water, dare to take it out for me to drink. Handkerchief. ”

The Jindan male cultivator beside him didn't look like a disciple, but like a little girl, and immediately responded, turned over and took out a set of crystal cups and a stack of food boxes.

The handkerchief is set up in the tea set, and the pale emerald tea liquid is poured out from the pot, the fresh tea fragrance is absent, but it fills the whole small building, refreshing people's hearts.

When the food box was opened one by one, those exquisite snacks, just looking at them, all the monks who had been in the valley for a long time felt that the color and fragrance were attractive.

The noble monk simply removed his mask, revealing an unnaturally white face. Pick up a piece of gold cake and put it in your mouth, and the sound of fine chewing makes the fragrance stronger.

Jiang Xiaogu's stomach "growled".

The monk looked up in her direction, his eyes full of surprise. I love Chinese.com

"This fellow Daoist, if you don't dislike it, how about you try my craft?" he said with a smile in his voice.

"Thank you very much. ”

The handkerchief took out a plate, dialed some of each side dish, and sent it to Jiang Xiaogu's table.

Jiang Xiaogu felt that he was really wise to wear a half-section of the mask, and immediately took a big gulp.

She has never paid attention to eating, but she couldn't help but admire.

At this time, a fat man walked up to the table of the noble male cultivator and said politely: "This fellow Daoist, can you also share some with me?"

The veil immediately took out a plate and handed it to him.

The fat man took the plate, reached out and grabbed a piece of dim sum and threw it in his mouth, looking satisfied.

"I haven't eaten or eaten in nearly 200 years, and now I don't think I've had a lot of fun. Thank you. ”

Jiang Xiaogu, the fat man and the noble monk feasted. forced others to swallow their saliva.

"Hmph, at such a time, you dare to eat other people's things. I am not afraid of poisoning. ”

"Of course, gluttonous people will die of weakness. ”

The people who said these words deliberately wanted them to hear them, but the three of them were unmoved.

After a stick of incense, Jiang Xiaogu and the fat man sat upright. The fat man even ate the scraps on the plate with his fingers.

The smell of the food is even more enticing.

The rest of the people looked at each other a few times, and kept their faces calm and did not speak.

The noble monk laughed:

"Fellow Daoists, how boring it is to sit dry, it is better to eat something and play for a while. I have many more here. ”

The veils neatly divided many plates of food and placed them on the long table in front of the hall.

"If you want to try it, please take it yourself. ”

The fat man immediately stepped forward and took two plates, one on his own table and the other on the table next to him.

"Eat. I hear you swallow. ”

He smiled innocently, "Your cultivation is so much higher than mine, shouldn't you be more timid than me." ”

"Who is timid?" the infant monk snorted, "they are all monks, and they still eat and drink like mortals, and what kind of system they have become." ”

The fat man laughed so that the fat on his face trembled:

"Monks don't eat and drink, where does the god of wine and food come from? Taste it, this taste is worthy of your identity. ”

The fat man was eating happily on the side, and the Yuanying monk couldn't help but swallow his saliva again, "You didn't lie to me?"

The fat man said in a coaxing tone, "If it doesn't taste good, you cut off my head." ”

The Yuanying Cultivator's divine sense swept the plate in front of him, took a small bite cautiously, and wrapped it with spiritual power before tasting it.

After checking that there was no poison in it, I started chewing it.

He paused in his movements, and then began to eat in large gulps, and the meal was very enjoyable.

Seeing that he was fine after eating, the rest of the people were ready to move.

In a few moments, the plates on the long table were finished, and the veils seemed to have been calculated, one plate per table, no more, no less.

In an instant, everyone was swept away by those foods.

Jiang Xiaogu raised his eyes and could only see the top of his head. Yu Hui was also eating.

The noble monk smiled again, "Today's diet seems to be a little tired. Let's try my Jingting green snow again, with these snacks, it is more refreshing. ”

The veils shuttled through the hall and served everyone a cup of tea.

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Everyone already knew that there was no poison in the food, but before drinking tea, they still cautiously checked it to make sure that it was not poisonous before drinking it.

Seeing this, the noble monk smiled and sighed, as if to say: The monk is really suspicious, and it is really difficult to deal with.