Dongfang Buluo did not hesitate to take the wine glass handed by the fat-headed and big-eared old man, and praised loudly after drinking it all in one gulp: "Good wine, another glass!" ”

"It's not that the old man is stingy, this wine is an authentic monkey wine, it is estimated that there is only this pot left in the old man's hand in the world, and he can only drink three glasses!"

After the fat-headed and big-eared old man poured Dongfang Buluo a second glass of wine, he said with a painful face. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"How can there be no delicious food without such good wine!"

Dongfang didn't drop his hand, and a table of delicious food actually appeared at the end of Qinglong Avenue, with two chairs placed next to the table, one on Qinglong Avenue and one outside Qinglong Avenue.

"Hehe, you kid doesn't pick the door, he has a bit of a big demeanor, unlike someone, you have to find your own food to eat for him! The old man just likes to eat meat, well, it's so fragrant! ”

The fat-headed and big-eared old man put the flask on the table, rubbed his hands together, said with a smile, and then took a piece of roast meat and chewed it without any image.

Dongfang Buluo smiled silently, took a shallow sip of monkey wine, closed his eyes and felt it, and then said, "Is it cold in the north?" ”

"Cold? We have rough skin and thick meat, I don't feel it! ”

The old man grinned his cheeks, ate a lot, and took advantage of the gap between the meat to answer that the East did not fall, he really only ate meat, and the dishes did not move.

"If it's not cold, why do you have to come out?" Dongfang Buluo continued to ask.

"Do you think the old man is willing? I have the kung fu to sleep, drink, eat meat, not to mention how happy I am, but time is not for me! ”

The old man seemed to have an unfinished word, and after taking a sip of the wine in the cup, he continued to eat meat.

After Dongfang Buluo drank the remaining half of the wine in one gulp, he held the wine jug in his right hand, the wine jug was two inches away from the table, tilted the body of the jug and poured it for himself, did not speak, just looked at the old man who was eating faster and faster, his eyes were complicated.

Dongfang Buluo was silent for a while, and when he raised the third glass of wine, the fat-headed and big-eared old man just put the last piece of meat in his mouth, put down his chopsticks, patted his stomach, burped and said:

"I ate faster, fortunately the old man has a strong stomach!"

After Dongfang Buluo put down the empty glass, the old man with a fat head and big ears had already stood up, put away the wine jug and glass, and said a nonsensical sentence with a smile:

"It's good to drink wine and eat meat, and besides, the old man doesn't like the praying mantis the most!"

The old man stomped his foot suddenly, and after a muffled snort came from behind him, the old man's fat body flew up like a big bird in the air, and he laughed and said:

"You kid is good, the old man has a full meal, a little meaning, when the meal money!"

Dongfang Buluo breathed a long sigh of relief, his hanging right hand was actually trembling, only three glasses of wine, but it was as heavy as a mountain, and the palm-sized wine jug was as heavy as a world.

The fat-headed and big-eared old man left, and a monk in a yellow robe walked out of the shadows and stood where the fat-headed and big-eared old man was standing, with a gloomy look.

The monk should have been kind and kind-eyed, but this monk had a green face and gloomy eyes, like a poisonous snake staring at its prey, ready to strike a fatal blow at any time.

"Are you a vegetarian?" Dongfang Buluo glanced at the untouched vegetarian dish on the table, and said calmly.

"The little monk doesn't eat vegetarian, the little monk eats meat!" The monk replied coldly.

"It's a pity, then you can only eat bones!" Dongfang Buluo unceremoniously put away the plates of vegetarian dishes and said without raising his head.

"Little monks can eat people!" The monk replied coldly.

"First of all, you have to have such a big mouth, and secondly, you have to have a strong stomach!" Dongfang Buluo put his hands behind his back and said with his waist straight.

"Amitabha, whether he has such a big mouth, the poor monk doesn't know, but the poor monk has a floating slaughter, and he will definitely be able to swallow your white tiger!"

The Futu monk walked out of the palace with light steps, holding the three-layer Futu in his hand, stepping on the Qinglong Avenue, and walking towards the east.

"The bloodline is unsealed, the power of the white tiger!"

Dongfang Buluo's hands behind him were sealed, and finally he clenched his fists and shouted across his chest, Dongfang Buluo took the lead.

His black hair fluttered, and a white light rose up from behind him, and a white tiger with a mighty horse appeared in the white light, roaring in the sky, and his two eyes were like two bolts of lightning, full of killing power.

The white tiger roared, turned into a white light, and rushed towards the cannibal monk with a crushing momentum, with a strong killing aura.

"Hmph, what is the majesty of an old-fashioned tiger, although it is not a human, it is okay to fight tooth sacrifices!"

"Mantis Divine Fist!"

The cannibal monk drank after talking to himself, and the green light on his body was flourishing, and the cannibal monk actually supported the ground with one hand and one foot, one right leg was raised, and two fingers of his right hand were stretched out, jumping up in a swaying swing, and fighting with the white tiger.

The white light and the turquoise light collided and entwined like demonic fire outside the sky, the walls shattered into slag, the houses toppled, and the screams of fear and panic mixed with cries resounded.

"Buddhism preaches compassion and helps the world, but it raises murderous beasts, and it should be punished!"

Dongfang Buluo did not fall behind him, and said with an indignant face, raising his fist and smashing at the three-layer floating slaughter that flew in.

There was a soft sound, and the three-layer floating slaughter flew back upside down, Dongfang Buluo stepped back two steps, but the floating slaughter monk came ten steps in front of him.

"Kill a few people, save tens of thousands of people, what's the fault, the east does not fall, do not enter the floating slaughter at this time, wait for when!"

The Buddha monk is solemn, recites the scriptures, and the holy Buddha behind him is prosperous, like a living Buddha in the world, saving the world.

A huge suction force was released from the three-layer floating slaughter, and Dongfang did not fall into the suction like a defeated grass, and walked towards the three-layer floating slaughter involuntarily.

At the time of one step, two steps, and three steps, Dongfang Buluo stomped heavily on the Qinglong Avenue with both feet, and his body flew up in an instant, and he was sucked into the three-layer floating slaughter.

"Amitabha, three thousand floating slaughter suppression!"

The Buddha monk clasped his hands together, recited the scriptures, and a group of holy Buddha light was injected into the three-layer Buddha Buddha's light, and the Buddha light flowed throughout the body, and finally stabilized in the shaking and fell on the Qinglong Avenue.

Seeing that Dongfang Buluo was suppressed by the Futu monk, the white tiger let out an earth-shattering roar, and slapped the cannibal monk with a paw in the sky, as if he was crazy, biting his mouth, scratching his claws, and sweeping his tail, constantly raging, and pieces of blood were sprinkled from the air like rain.

In the end, the white tiger moved with four paws, stepped on the chest of the man-eating monk, and fell from the air at great speed, with a loud bang, the ground smashed out a deep pit with a square circle, and the white tiger roared unwillingly in the debris, and the body gradually disappeared in the white light.

The three-layer floating slaughter that fell on the Qinglong Avenue shook violently, a crack appeared on the third floor of the floating slaughter, and a strange shout actually came out of it, the floating slaughter monk was shocked, the oral recitation of the scriptures accelerated, and more and more Buddha light was put into the floating slaughter, and the three-layer floating slaughter finally stabilized its body.

With a strange shout, the ninety-nine-zhang long Qinglong Avenue shook suddenly, as if it had been revived, and the cyan divine dragon carved on it suddenly opened its eyes, and wisps of cyan light converged towards the three-layer floating slaughter.

"The power of the green dragon?"

The Futu monk was shocked inexplicably, and when he waved his hand to remove the Buddha light above the three-layer Futu, a green dragon suddenly rose from the three-layer Futu, and with a click, the three-layer Futu shattered, and Dongfang Buluo jumped out of it.

The Futu monk's magic weapon was destroyed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out under the great injury of vitality, and he didn't care about taking away Futu, but the person stepped into the air in one step, away from Qinglong Avenue. The Futu monk who was in the air hesitated for a moment, grabbed the cannibal monk who had almost become mud, and then took off again and quickly disappeared.