Chapter 162

On the long street of the town, there was the sound of shouting and fighting.

Two old men, a ninety-nine-year-old butcher carrying two pig-killing knives, and a hundred-year-old monk, carrying a bench, fought together on the street.

The two of them are more than 200 years old, but at this moment, they are like a descendant in their twenties, fist to fist, foot to foot, and they are very happy.

After a long time, the butcher was already showing his strength. The old monk looked at the gap and smashed a stool on top of his head. The wooden bench was smashed to pieces, and the butcher sat on the ground.

"Hmph, don't fight!" The butcher touched the top of his head and felt a handful of blood.

"Phew!" The old monk stood out a mouthful of spit, pointed at him with the remaining half of the stool leg in his hand, and asked, "Say, are you convinced!" ”

"Phew, old monk, you're over a hundred years old, and you're such a fucking bastard!"

The butcher scolded, and when he saw the old monk raising his hand to fight, he immediately waved his hand: "I serve, I serve." ”

"Then will you come with me?"

The butcher scratched his head: "I have a way not to go with you!" ”

As he spoke, the butcher stood up, rolled up the two pig-killing knives with his apron, and carried them on his back.

He stood there, his eyes turned around, the town usually bullied him, scolded him, and laughed at him...... They all subconsciously took a step back. Suddenly, the butcher walked over and walked straight to the little widow.

The little widow subconsciously took a step back and leaned against the wall behind her.

"You, you ......"

The butcher stretched out his big oily hand and hugged the little widow's wicker-thick waist. The big oily mouth leaned in and took the lips in his mouth.

The little widow's weak hands kept beating the butcher's chest, and after a while, the butcher let her go, and still pinched the little widow's chest, leaving a dirty black handprint.

"Wait for Lao Tzu to come back!" The butcher scolded.

The little widow was stunned, she looked at this man who could be her grandfather, only to see him turn around, with two knives on his back, and his shoulders bowed together, and the tall old monk went into the distance.

On the mountain road, a monk with a fat man, step by step, walked into the distance.

As he walked, the butcher muttered and cursed, talking all the way.

"Monk, how many years have it been, the loess has been buried on the top of your and my heads, why can't we stop for two years, these years, we haven't lived very well!"

"Shut up." The old monk said a word.

The old monk cherishes words like gold, but the butcher's big greasy mouth is chattering.

"How have you been doing all these years, or you will give me hundreds of millions of dollars and let me go to Hawaii to soak my sister in the rice country."

"I've been staying in the Hidden Dragon Temple, and your previous woman didn't look for you! Are you hiding from love debts......"

"I heard that your little apprentice is good, what is the name of that baby......

"Shut up." The old monk turned his head, flicked the brim of his hat lightly, and said, "If you don't shut up, I'll try to make you never see that little widow again." ”

"This ......," the butcher shut, keeping his mouth shut.

"It seems that you have been living quite chic over the years, and the big girls and little daughters-in-law in the town have been snorted a lot by you, right?" The butcher kept quiet, but the old monk spoke, and it seemed that he also had a gossip heart.

"!" The butcher said: "I'm not like you, I was a super magnet when I was young, and all kinds of women were hooked up with by you." Even if you're old, you're fucking hated......"

The butcher scolded, looked behind him with extremely obscene eyes, and said, "Yes, you provoked another one!" ”

The old monk glanced back and saw Lin Churen following behind the two. Although the two of them are a lot older, their pace is extremely fast, and Lin Churen can barely keep up with it only by trotting.

The old monk retracted his gaze, suddenly jumped up, and stepped out in a few steps, a distance of 100 meters, as if falling from the sky, and appeared in front of Lin Churen.

"Doll, why are you following me?"

Lin Churen was taken aback, as his name suggests, there is quite a touching meaning at this moment.

"I, I'm afraid...... Out of the mountain, I'll leave ......."

The old monk paused, and Lin Churen looked at him expectantly. In his eyes, there are one or two innocent styles. It seems that at this moment, she was afraid that the old monk would reject her.

Then, in her gaze, the old monk turned around and was already a few steps away from her.

Lin Churen stood there, and he didn't know what the attitude of this old monk was, so he thought about it, but he still quickened his pace and followed.

"It's the hardest thing to be graced by a beauty!" The butcher said leisurely.

"Illiterate is illiterate, pretending to be a poet." The old monk said disdainfully.

The two of them walked all the way forward, farther and farther, the sky was getting dark, a bright moon was born in the sky, and a stone bridge appeared in front of them, erected on a dry ditch.

At this point, the old monk and the butcher stopped. The old monk sat down on the bridge and said, "Wait, I'll let them come here to meet me." ”

"How many people do you have to wait?" The butcher asked.

The old monk poked out three fingers, and the butcher's eyes suddenly widened, and he said, "Three!" ”

With a stunned expression on his face, the butcher shouted, "Everyone has gathered, it seems that this time we are going to do something big!" ”

At this time, Lin Churen ran from afar, she ran out of breath, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose. Seeing the two of them stop, she breathed a sigh of relief.

When he got closer, he didn't know what to say, so he had to stay aside, pretending that he didn't exist.

The more time passed, but no one showed up. The butcher took out two pig-killing knives on his back and sharpened them on the edge of the bridge.

Qiang Qiang ......

"Old monk, I guess the three of them won't come, we don't have to wait, I ordered a pig yesterday, and I have to kill it tomorrow!"

"No, they'll come." The old monk spoke.

"Cut, do you think everyone is like me, chivalrous and courageous, righteous words, that woman doesn't mention it, the remaining two are all ghosts and wit, but in peacetime, how can they accompany you to play with your life."

"They'll come."

The old monk said calmly, and without opening his mouth, the butcher kept chattering while sharpening his knife.

But no matter what he said, the old monk didn't speak. The surrounding sounds became quiet, except for the chirping of summer insects and the sound of the wind blowing.

On the stone bridge, an old butcher was chattering and sharpening his knife.

The silence lasted for a long time, and suddenly, there was a crisp click.

Lin Churen hadn't heard what it was yet, and in her senses, it was just the sound of birds startling, but at this moment, the old monk and the butcher raised their heads at the same time.

"Someone is coming."

People, where is there anyone? Lin Chu people were confused.

Suddenly, she drove into the forest, and a flock of birds startled, followed by a figure leaping onto the stone bridge.

"Come on, come on, bother! Oh, old butcher, you've been caught too, hehe! ”

As soon as this person appeared, he said a word, and his voice was immature, like a child's voice. Lin Churen saw his appearance clearly, this person was at most one meter five meters tall, wearing a yellow sportswear, with delicate skin, and with his immature voice, he looked at most fourteen years old.

"Hey, how can there be a woman here!" This person rested his eyes on Lin Churen, glanced obscenely at her buttocks, and said with a smile: "Tsk, it's still a beauty!" ”

Lin Churen was a little surprised, this kid spoke in an old-fashioned tone, and his eyes were obscene, but he didn't look like what he should have at this age. After all, he praised himself, Lin Churen cautiously stretched out his hand and said, "Hey, thank you, little brother!" ”

"Little brother!" This person's eyes widened, and he smiled without a smile: "I said female doll, I am 101 years old this year, even if you are your grandfather, it is enough!" ”

"101 years old!" Lin Churen looked stunned, looked at the old monk and the butcher in amazement, and wondered if this person was joking.

The old monk didn't say anything, but the butcher was kind, stood up and patted the man's shoulder, and said: "Girl, he didn't lie to you, he is really 101 years old this year, he has practiced a kind of rejuvenation kung fu, but the practice has been different, and he has been fourteen years old all his life, and he has become a demon who is not old!" ”

"Hey!"

Suddenly, the little kid took the butcher's hand, and his body suddenly exerted force, and his slender body threw the butcher to the ground in an extremely impossible over-the-shoulder throwing position.

"Hey, grandson!" The child pointed to the butcher on the ground and said, "Who do you say is a demon?" ”

The butcher got up from the ground, covered his waist and said, "Okay, I'm a demon, I'm a demon, okay!" ”

Lin Churen was dumbfounded, he didn't expect the child to have such a big temper, and he could use a little force to throw the butcher to the ground. In a trance, the butcher was still a little afraid of this little child.

Lin Churen knew that this child was on the rivers and lakes back then, but he was a feared role for everyone. This person has a perverse temperament, does not distinguish between good and evil, and has a lot of blood on his hands. In the end, it was also a loss that Master Lianhua surrendered, although it would not make him abandon evil and follow good, but he would not kill innocents indiscriminately.

The child turned his eyes around and said, "Who else are we waiting for?" ”

The butcher said: "A mother-in-law, an old man." ”

"Cut, these two people don't have much ability, the shelf is not small, and I have to wait for them!"

"Who do you say is not very capable, and the shelf is not small......"

A leisurely voice came, and Lin Churen followed the sound and looked at it, only to see an old woman coming from far and near with a peach cane.

This old woman is not an outsider, naturally she is Maoshan Li Yingxu. When the child saw her, his expression was a little timid, and he hummed twice, as if he hadn't said it just now.

"What about people, what about people! That wild old man, why is it so big, let me wait for him, it seems that I have to give him a fat beating. ”

"Don't worry, children, the poor road is coming!"

As soon as the child's voice landed, a voice was heard, Lang Lang came, Lin Churen looked intently, only to see an old Taoist in the distance, carrying a long sword, from far to near, slowly stepping in, while walking, Lang Lang sang in his mouth.

Trained to resemble a crane

Thousand Panasonic two letters

I came to ask and said

The clouds are in the blue sky and the water is in the bottle.