However, thinking of this fat man's strange concealment methods, Tang Chen felt a chill behind his back, he still didn't know whether this person was friend or foe.

During the competition, Tang Chen only glanced at the fat monk a few times with his spiritual sense, but after observing it head-on, he found that this stinky monk was not a good person no matter how he looked at it.

As a monk, but he always breaks the precepts, and he is fond of wine and meat, this is not a monk with a pure heart and few desires at all, and he is clearly a villain in the market.

"Fat monk, you have won so many spirit crystals, don't go to the guest house, wash up and enjoy yourself, what are you doing in this shabby house?" Although Tang Chen couldn't see through this monk, he hadn't reached the level of fear.

The fat monk shook the white jade gourd in his hand, pulled out the stopper, and drank two sips, and suddenly the courtyard was filled with the fragrance of wine.

Tang Chen's eyes stared at the white jade gourd in the monk's hand, and a hint of surprise flashed, he could see that this gourd was a treasure.

After the fat monk stuffed the stopper, he approached Tang Chen and circled around Tang Chen, the smell on his body was so smoky that Tang Chen directly covered his mouth and nose.

"Amitabha, it turns out to be a pit god!" The fat monk was overjoyed, staring at Tang Chen's eyes without blinking.

"Stinky monk, you want to smoke people to death, hurry up and wash them!" Tang Chen pushed back away, for fear that the fat man would touch him.

"No, no, no, the poor monk's body is full of immortal energy, wouldn't it be a pity if it was washed away?" the fat monk shook his head again and again when he heard this.

"Fat monk, I think your wine gourd is quite good, why don't you sell it to me? How about I give 100,000 spirit crystals?" Tang Chen said tentatively.

"Go aside, this is my baby, I won't give it up!"

When the fat monk heard this, he immediately took three steps back and stared at Tang Chen vigilantly.

"One million, how's that?" Tang Chen threw out another chip to tempt the monk.

The fat monk waved his hand and took two steps back again: "One hundred million can't do it, don't even think about it!"

Tang Chen muttered: "If you don't sell it, it's just a wine jar, it's really a baby!"

The fat monk obviously heard Tang Chen's words, and hugged the white jade gourd tightly, and his vigilance increased a few points again.

Tang Chen ignored the monk, walked to the pavilion alone, sat on the railing, and then took out a jar of old wine, opened the mud seal, and suddenly the aroma of the wine overflowed, making people intoxicated.

Tang Chen picked up the jar, poured a few sips, and shouted, "It's enjoyable!

The fat monk swallowed his saliva and looked at Tang Chen's wine jar with motionless eyes.

Although there was wine in his gourd, it was not as fragrant as Tang Chen's, because his wine was stolen from the cellar of a tavern outside the city, so naturally it could not be compared with Tang Chen's fine wine.

He looked at his white jade gourd and stopped his gaze on Tang Chen's wine jar: "Boy, what kind of wine is your jar filled with, why is it so fragrant?"

"I'm an immortal drunk who has been cellared for thousands of years, and there are not a few altars in the entire Lingwu City!" Tang Chen's mouth turned up slightly, and after speaking, he poured a few more sips, and was very addicted.

"Hey, boy, poor monk's mouth is dry, borrow your wine to moisten his throat!"

The fat monk walked over directly, grabbed the wine jar in Tang Chen's hand, and poured it into his mouth violently.

Tang Chen's eyes condensed slightly, this monk's skills were too weird, he was already on guard, but he was still taken away by the other party.

This man is definitely a master!

"Hey, stinky monk, you are not kind, how can a monk rob other people's things?" Tang Chen pursed his lips and said dissatisfied.

"What a good wine!"

The fat monk drank the last drop of wine in the jar, and swallowed the edge of the jar with the tip of his tongue: "The monk asks you for something, this is called turning into a fate, how can it be called robbery?"

"The monk's relationship also needs to be approved by others, and if you forcibly take away my wine without the consent of others, it is called robbery!"

"It's just a jar of wine, as for it, I'll give it back to you when I have it!"

The fat monk pursed his lips and stared at Tang Chen again: "Pit God, borrow me a few more jars to taste!"

"Go aside, you think this is water, you can have as much as you want, you've already drunk it!" Tang Chen glared at the fat monk.

"Stingy!" the fat monk muttered, but his eyes kept on staring at Tang Chen.

Tang Chen was stared at and took a step back: "I said stinky monk, what kind of eyes do you have?"

"Boy, don't stink the monk's name, the poor monk has a name!" The fat monk was very dissatisfied with the name Tang Chen gave him.

"What's the name?" Tang Chen said with a smile.

"Call me the Dharma name, Beginningless!" the fat monk glared at Tang Chen.

"No beginning? You stink, I think it's almost like calling you!" Tang Chen glanced at the fat monk and laughed jokingly.

"Bah, bah, you kid dare to play tricks on the poor monk, the poor monk is going to be angry, why don't you get drunk with ten altars and eight altars of immortals to make amends!" The fat monk crossed his hands on his waist, pretended to be angry, and said loudly.

"Hehe, I said stinky monk, it's no problem for the ten altars and eight altar immortals to get drunk, but you have to lend me this gourd to play for two days!" Tang Chen's eyes moved to the white jade gourd again.

"Amitabha, you kid is still thinking about the poor monk's treasure, don't even think about it!" The fat monk immediately untied the white jade gourd pinned to his waist and threw it into the Qiankun ring, avoiding Tang Chen far away.

Tang Chen shook his head, very helpless.

He had already carefully surveyed this gourd, and it was very strange, and his spiritual sense could not be explored, as if it had been absorbed.

Although he really wanted to get this gourd pit into his hands, this monk was very shrewd, and his little trick would not work at all.

"Okay, fat monk, I don't want your gourd, I can give you a jar of wine, but you have to do something with me!" Tang Chen smiled slightly.

The fat monk's eyes rolled around and he didn't get close to Tang Chen.

Because he knew that the harmless boy in front of him was the same as himself, and he had a lot of tricks in his belly.

However, seeing Tang Chen's expression, he was puzzled again, and then asked with some curiosity: "What to do, let's listen to it, don't think about fooling the poor monk!"

"Don't worry, it's only good for you, there's no harm!" Tang Chen's expression was indifferent.

"Hmph, you are a pit god who pits people to death and does not pay for their lives, what good things can you do?" the fat monk obviously didn't believe it.

After speaking, the fat monk turned around and ignored Tang Chen.

The corners of Tang Chen's mouth twitched, and he didn't care about the fat monk, he walked directly to the corner of the courtyard, and finally stopped at the edge of a well and sat down.

Immediately, Tang Chen took out another jar of immortal drunk and looked at it carefully.

"Immortal drunk!"

The fat monk shouted, and his fat body moved instantly, drawing out phantoms, and swept directly towards Tang Chen, grabbing the wine jar with his wide dirty hands.

Tang Chen held the altar with one hand and attacked with all his strength with the other, confronting the fat monk.

However, the fat monk's movements looked extremely awkward, but they were extremely weird, and he almost snatched the wine jar in less than five breaths.

(End of chapter)