All of this must have been settled by Gou Dao - he didn't give me a chance to eat it at all. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info and the same plate of food, he can make different flavors. Dibo and the wine and meat monks thought it was a rare delicacy in the world, but when it came to my mouth, it became a torment.

Is it their spells, or are they begging for food? Yin and yang are different, and under normal circumstances, ghosts should not be able to enjoy the offerings of the yang world. But since it can already be messed up, it is different from ordinary femininity.

The meat thrown by the gangsters swirled and flew away, and in a trance I heard the voices of children and the barking of dogs. The enemy is too ferocious, and if you practice such a spell that hurts heaven and reason, you are not afraid of heaven's punishment?

"A thousand hardships in life, and a pendulum after death. Although it is not your intention to be driven to do evil, it is inevitable that you will be implicated. What is there to be nostalgic for? Hunger and pain in life, and still after death, I pity you for your misery, offer you a piece of sauce meat, and spill a glass of water and wine. After eating, we are still enemies. ”

Gou Tu seems to often kill dogs, and he also makes a living as a dog meat hot pot. How could he still pity the remnant of a dead dog like this? The world is always so strange, I'd better be alone.

Gou slowly poured a glass of red wine, and I was under the impression that goblets don't usually seem to be full, but the conventional saying is that wine must be full, no matter what the glass is. Because it may contain feelings, or awe, or some kind of sustenance of life.

The mouth of the glass slowly pointed down, and the scarlet wine condensed into a line, as if the hot blood rushing in the body had met a gap, making people feel fiery fear in this cold and biting night. Blood, wine, blooming like a red lotus, burning like a flame, drifting into nothingness with the wind.

Not a drop of wine fell to the ground, and I couldn't see how it disappeared, so I guess it was actually dedicated to the Yin God.

The wine was gone, and only a drop remained on the rim of the glass. Gou put down his cup and picked up his knife. Of course, the knife for cutting steak is not very handy, but for him, a knife is a knife, and as long as it is a knife, it can become a sharp weapon to kill the enemy.

Gou's weapon should be a knife, I haven't seen him use a blade yet.

With a finger of the dinner knife, there seemed to be movement on the water in the distance. Gou took three steps forward, stood on the shore and said, "Monk, tell me the direction." ”

At this time, I noticed that his eyes were closed. I can't see it, but I can feel it, so my eyes become a burden? I can't see or feel it, so for me, do ghosts not exist?

"Straight ahead, twenty-five steps. There is a charm on the dog's head, and if it is defeated, the dog god should be able to regain his freedom. At that time, it can be exceeded. ”

"********, although pitiful, it is also an accomplice. My knife can't hold it. Killing it is to avenge Bai'er. But Bai'er is also an accomplice, and who in this world is innocent? I bear all the sins alone, and even if they are dead, they still have to be stabbed. I've sensed the spell, and when the knife falls, you'll be able to overdo it. ”

The river is always more turbulent at night than during the day, and all I see is a whirlpool on a whirlpool, and one undercurrent hits another.

The moon wanted to hide behind the dark clouds to watch the excitement, the wind blew from the center of the river, wrapped in the river water and slapped on the reef, and the figure of the disciple looked very thin, and I was worried that it would be blown away by the wind. But at the same time, I think he is very chic, which reminds me of those stories of drunken people who are in the river and write poems.

The arrow has to be fired, and the knife is already in hand, so why not?

Twenty-five steps, what kind of trick will he use? My eyes widened, even if I couldn't see the ghost, I could see him make a move.

But at this moment, the candlelight flickered, and Gou turned around abruptly and swung out a knife.

In the dark, the world is eerily quiet. There was no sound of fighting, not even the sound of breathing.

When the lights came on, I realized that Gou's knife had slashed at the candle. The cores of all three candles had been severed, and the knife in his hand was gone.

"What was that?" asked Gou.

"The 'oil boy', a youkai that steals lamp oil, usually only appears in residents' homes. It seems that he was also driven by man. The wine and meat monk replied.

"It's amazing to be able to appear behind me quietly. Gou sighed.

"Are you alright? What happened in that moment?" Ground Bo stood up, looking around warily, and it looked like he was about to do it at the slightest hint of trouble.

"The 'dog god' sneaked up the moment I turned around. And my knife could not be turned back, and at this moment, the knife was gone. I never thought that someone would be able to take my knife in that situation. At that moment, the knife was a part of my body, and even if I died, the knife would be under my control. But just now, my connection with the knife suddenly disappeared. "Gou still looks calm.

"That's not your magic weapon, it's just an ordinary knife, or used for Western food, what use can it be? I comforted the disciples.

"So you don't understand knives. Gou's spirit seemed to disappear in an instant.

It turned out that he had been hit so hard, and so many things had happened in that instant. It is a great shame for a person who practices knives to take a knife from his hands, and it is worse than killing them. And I still have the heart to tell jokes!

"Congratulations to Daoyou! Have you ever heard of 'borrowing the knife door'?" the wine and meat monk clapped his hands and jumped up.

Gou's eyes sparkled again. "You mean ......"

"Kill with a knife! The dog god is gone, and we didn't have time to do anything just now. So just now there was a senior who came, and he borrowed the knife, not the sword. Congratulations, junior brother, since he borrowed your knife, it means that he has intervened in the affairs of the rivers and lakes. The younger brother may also act in his name in the future. ”

Dibo didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary, and the conversation between Gou and the monk clearly caught his attention. "Borrow a knife?

"Your concern is not to borrow a sword, but to return it. These two major sects will generally set foot in the rivers and lakes at the same time, and the affairs of the Long family are almost worth a sword. The wine and meat monk scratched his head, and his hair was like a bird's nest.

The face of the ground wave is cloudy. And then his phone rang.

Three rings, the phone is connected.

"What?"

"Are you sure it came out of nowhere?"

"Just now?"

……

Di Bo is obviously out of order, and he doesn't avoid us when he speaks, and even like a rural aunt scolding the street, his voice is very bright.

Hanging up the phone, he picked up a candle and left without looking back, and disappeared after a few ups and downs.

"The 'Hoan Kiem Gate' has finally appeared. Borrow a sword to return a sword and supervise the rivers and lakes. I'll have fun in the days to come. The wine and meat monk smiled and went to pick up the storage box, there seemed to be a lot of things inside.

"Bang!"