Chapter 8: On the Self-cultivation of Actors (I)

"Okay! Brother Pig is really a cheerful person, but there are some minor troubles that need to be dealt with before our game begins. Mo Xie clapped his hands and laughed, and with his movements, the Jin Shan on the ground suddenly disappeared, looking at this scene, Zhu Gangguan's expression became more and more solemn.

"What's the trouble?" "Zhu Gangguan is not a person who can pinch and count, and it is not easy for him to run a family business like Gaojiazhuang Hotel in the original form of a pig - this is still based on the fact that this hotel does not need to be bookkeepers at all. So he didn't know what the "trouble" Mo Xie was talking about at all.

However, this time, there was no need for Mo Xie to bother to explain anything for Zhu Gangguana, because at this moment, an uninvited guest slowly pushed open the door of the Gaojiazhuang Hotel.

The uninvited guest had an unkempt exploding head, a pair of smuggling eyebrows, a rather post-modern bruised makeup, a ragged rag coat, a green bamboo cane, and a small satchel.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have any true qi fluctuations on his body and no peculiar smell on his body, I am afraid that Zhu Gangguan would recognize him as a disciple of the Beggar Gang at the first time.

"Yo~ This guest officer, you came at the right time! Usually we are very lively here! If you come a quarter of an hour late, I'm afraid there will be no place to sit~" A bartender greeted him, and a table of guests appeared in the hotel lobby, which was still quiet before Chen Xuanzang pushed the door inโ€”of course, these are just tricks. In Chen Xuanzang's eyes, the lobby of the Gaojiazhuang Hotel was full of corpses, like Shura hell.

"Dao Chief, why are you here?" Chen Xuanzang soon saw the only living person in the corpse, and this living person seemed to be unconcerned about the hell scene around him, and was holding a pot in one hand and a cup in the other.

"What, can't I be here?" Mo Ye glanced up at Chen Xuanzang, and then buried his head in the cup again.

"Good wine. He praised.

"Are you still in the mood to drink? Can't you see what's going on around you?" Chen Xuanzang pushed the bartender away, stepped forward in a few steps and slapped it on Mo Ye's table, compared with Mo Ye's record of slapping the stone table with one palm, Chen Xuanzang's palm didn't even make a drop of the wine in the wine glass placed on the stone table, and his entire palm was even more painful by the stone table.

"What I do is my own business, Mr. Chen, are you too lenient?" Mo Xie took the cup and drank again.

"You!" I have to say that Mo Ye really has an inexplicable talent in making people angry, and after a few words of kung fu, Chen Xuanzang was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas were nirvana, and he pointed at Mo Ye for a long time and couldn't say a complete sentence.

"You want to know what's going on here, right?" Mo Xie stood up in Chen Xuanzang's angry gaze, and he slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, "Go and ask the disciples of the Yue Hua Sect who just got out of here! Ask them what 'good deeds' they have done! The children of the special big faction are rampant! What are the rules of exorcists! What is the righteousness of the world! All of them are dogs! No! They are even worse than dogs!"

Mo Xie acted as the emperor's possession at this moment, and under the wonderful use of telekinesis, his face was flushed, and his eyes were even more bloodshot, and he was living with a bitter posture that had suffered great grievances and humiliation.

"What the hell is going on?" Chen Xuanzang was stunned.

"Originally, everything was fine! I came with many brothers in the rivers and lakes to collect the demons, and everything went smoothly! But I didn't expect that the disciples of the Yuehua faction would come and intervene! In the end, they took the demons away! The lives of the brothers were all filled in for them! Originally, they didn't have to die! As long as we boiled up for another hour, we could boil up the strength of the pig demon! But the disciples of the Yuehua faction had to be hard! The lives of the disciples of the big faction were precious! The lives of our grassroots people were cheap! We had to be hard! We didn't take the lead for the sake of Mao! Mo Xie roared and burst into tears.

"Twenty-eight brothers! They are all strong men who have eliminated harm for the people and are righteous and awe-inspiring! They were killed by people like this! We said that we would drink celebration wine together! I am sorry for you, brothers!" Mo Xie cried wildly.

"Dao Chief! Dao Chief! I didn't know they were your brothers! Yue Hua faction! The people of Yue Hua faction are too different things! You get up first! Get up first! Let's go out and say! How about we bury all the heroes in the ground first?" Chen Xuanzang panicked, so panicked that even the bamboo cane in his hand fell to the ground, he hurriedly went up to help Mo Ye up, and his eyes were red.

"Settle in the earth! Settle in the earth! I'm sorry for everyone! I must send everyone back to their hometown! Settle in the ground!" Mo Xie cried, "And these bartenders, they are all the souls of miserable people who were bound here after being killed by the pig demon! I want to do a great ritual to surpass them! I must surpass them!"

"Okay, okay, overdue! must be exceeded!" Chen Xuanzang helped Mo Xie and walked out, and where he couldn't see it, Mo Xie turned his back and gestured with a pair of scissors in the direction of the stove.

Plan pass.

But it is only preliminary, it is not enough to avoid Gaojiazhuang Hotel being forced and demolished to stop Chen Xuanzang, Mo Xie also needs to stop a troublesome and promising woman.

And the woman had already arrived at the door of the hotel.

"Wow!" Mo Xie pressed more than half of the weight of his body on Chen Xuanzang's body, and at the same time secretly squeezed his stomach, and he spit out a mouthful of pantothenic acid vomit, and as soon as the door opened, it happened to drench Miss Duan's head.

"Your father's!" Miss Duan is Miss Duan, her mouth is extraordinary, even the scolding is so individual, she is worthy of being a woman who resists the target on an island in the South China Sea, sends a golden hoop to Chen Xuanzang, and sings the theme song. That's right, Mo Xie had already "understood" everything after knowing that Miss Duan and Duan Zhai's master were off work. A child (the good fortune boy), a bewitching beauty (the dragon girl), and three rough men (Muzha, the black bear, and the old turtle). The correct number of people, almost one-to-one corresponding personalities, plus the amorphous flying ring and the scene where the sand monk, Bajie, and walker were subdued in the plot of "Demon Suppression", she participated in them, and the two of them were even completely ignited by her own hands, and things were far from being so fantastical.

After scolding, Miss Duan raised her leg and kicked at Mo Xie, but how could Mo Xie dare to let Miss Duan kick it?

turned sideways, pretending to be tripped over the threshold, and pushed Chen Xuanzang in front of him with a change of hand.

"Oops!"

This kick hit Chen Xuanzang's crotch, Chen Xuanzang knelt down at that time, and the whole person curled up into a shrimp.

"Hey, how are you?" Miss Duan didn't care about how dirty her face was at this time, so she reached out to help Chen Xuanzang, and at this time, Mo Xie lost his "crutch" and naturally fell to the ground.

"Shuo!" Just as Miss Duan was entangled in how to heal Chen Xuanzang's injuries and Mo Ye collapsed to the ground, there was a sudden change in the Gaojiazhuang Hotel, and a gust of black wind appeared out of thin air in the lobby, and suddenly a roll of portable corpses burst out of the door with a room full of corpses. The incident happened suddenly, and Miss Duan only had time to protect herself and Chen Xuanzang, and when the black wind passed, Mo Xie was gone.