Shami Shangde clasped his hands together, his face was full of kindness and gentle smile, the smile on his whole face was almost piled together, and he looked straight at the step, but his gaze was like a sharp sword, sharp and dazzling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The snake girl was stunned, and then slowly pulled the corners of her mouth under the piercing gaze of the novice.

"Recognize. Bufang replied lightly, the wind was light, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

He was still wondering why those snake people didn't come to him, it turned out that there was an accident on the road, but it was not strange that there was an accident...... Today's imperial capital is simply a place where the wind and clouds gather, no, a group of strong people gathered at the door of the small shop last night.

The snake people were originally aliens, and when they stepped into human territory, there was an accident...... That's normal.

But what exactly is this monk trying to express?

Bu Fang's gaze looked at Shami Shangde with some confusion, "Then, do you need me to do something?"

Shami was still happy when Bu Fang confirmed, but Bu Fang's question made him stagnant, because he didn't know how to answer Bu Fang's question, it was Zhao Musheng's old fox who captured the snake man.

"If you really can't save them, bring them here. Glancing at his bald head, Bufang turned around and went back to the kitchen.

He had promised in the Illusory Spirit that if the other party could come to his shop, he would help to treat them, but this did not mean that they had an accident on the way here, and they would go looking for them.

Sha Mi touched his head and grinned, Okay, this boss has a personality! But he can't answer this question, so let Zhao Musheng have a headache.

The bald novice sat down again, and looked at the drunken pork ribs on the table, the orange drunken pork ribs exuded heat and a rich aroma of meat, seducing the hunger in his stomach, which had eaten a basket of steamed buns on the way here, but now his stomach became very hungry again.

Pick up the chopsticks, tap lightly on the table, and then pick up a piece of orange drunken pork ribs, the meat of the ribs is slightly tender, and the chopsticks seem to have a slight elasticity.

Licking his lips, the novice first licked the drunken juice on the ribs with his tongue, and the sweet and sour drunken juice suddenly made the novice's eyes light up.

Stuffing the drunken ribs into his mouth, Shami's eyes lit up, and the rich aroma of meat burst out in his mouth, and the elastic flesh pounded on the wall of his mouth.

"Good...... It's delicious!" Shami kept chewing, his eyes widened, and his mouth let out a strange laugh, this rib ...... It's delicious!

Grunt, swallowing the ribs in his mouth, the novice smacked his mouth, and the aroma of the meat made him intoxicated.

As a monk who eats meat, he has an incomprehensible love for meat, and he eats almost any meat, which is largely due to the fact that he once survived alone in the boundless desert, where there were no plant spirit fruits, only a fluffy spirit animal.

In order to survive, he drank blood and persevered, and the smell of the flesh of the spirit beast was simply flattering......

After returning from there, Shami Shangde became obsessed with meat and vowed to eat all the delicious meat in the world.

Poured a glass of Ice Heart Jade Pot Wine, the clear wine like a clear spring exuded a rich aroma, making the nostrils of the novice slightly open.

With a snort, the liquor in his mouth, accompanied by the aroma of meat, made the novice can't help but shout softly.

Distance...... Ouyang Xiaoyi's eyes widened as he looked at this bald monk who was unscrupulously drinking and eating meat, and his perception of monks in his heart was completely subverted.

"Isn't it recorded in the books that monks don't drink alcohol or eat meat?" Ouyang Xiaoyi pursed his lips.

Looking at the novice Shangde who was eating with a mouth full of oil, where was it like the monk recorded in the book, it was really ...... It's all a lie.

Sha Mi crossed his legs, put himself on the stool, shook one foot, and put a piece of drunken pork ribs in his mouth, Sha Mi seemed to sense Ouyang Xiaoyi's gaze, and nodded towards her with a smile on his face.

Ouyang Xiaoyi snorted and turned his head away.

Ji Chengxue finished eating, put down the chopsticks, and was very happy in her heart, she hadn't eaten the delicacy of Boss Bu for a long time, and today she was a feast.

"Uncle Lian, let's go. Ji Chengxue said to Lian Fu, who had already finished eating an egg fried rice beside him.

Lian Fu Orchid cocked his fingers, hummed lightly, and stood up a little reluctantly, this small shop is full of memories.

As an emperor, he couldn't leave the palace for too long, and Ji Chengxue came today just to understand what the five-pattern enlightenment tree that aroused the covetousness of the war saints looked like, and to taste the new wine of the step boss, although he didn't drink it, he felt a little pity, but after revisiting the step boss's craftsmanship, he was also quite satisfied.

The two left, Wu Yunbai and Master A Wu were still struggling, and the two ordered a lot of dishes and ate happily.

......

In the imperial capital, the light snow was falling slightly, and a cold wind blew, stirring the surroundings, making a rustling sound of leaves rubbing.

The location of the imperial tomb is on a high mountain, which is on the high side, and it is snowing lightly, and the temperature is still much colder than the imperial capital, which has begun to warm up.

In a thatched hut, a man dressed in plain linen walked out slowly.

The man held a broom and slowly stepped into the gloomy and majestic imperial mausoleum with many tombstones, holding the broom to slowly sweep away the fallen leaves on the tombstones.

The rustling sound echoed in the silence of the imperial tomb, with a somewhat penetrating sound.

"Tsk...... His Royal Highness King Yu, who dared to compete for the throne in the imperial capital, has ended up so miserably, and the edge of the past has now turned into flowing water? ”

In the silence of the imperial tomb, there was a sudden sound of laughter, and the sound of crisp footsteps surrounded.

The man froze as he held the broomstick, straightened up, and looked at the man who was sneering, his gaze dead and expressionless.

Zhao Ruge was dressed in a white robe, standing with his hands in his hands, and beside him were several guards wrapped in black robes who could not see their faces clearly, and the aura of these guards was very strong and terrifying, suppressing the guards in the imperial tomb.

Zhao Ruge took a step and walked back and forth at the gate of the imperial mausoleum, he did not step into the imperial mausoleum, the imperial royal mausoleum, he was still not qualified and courageous to step into the imperial mausoleum.

Because he had no idea what would happen if he stepped into the imperial tomb as an outsider.

Ji Chengyu looked at Zhao Ruge for a while, then continued to lower his head and began to sweep the leaves on the tombstone, the movement was slow and old-fashioned, where was there still the demeanor of King Yu who scolded Fang Yu at the beginning.

"His Royal Highness King Yu, are you willing to stay in this imperial mausoleum for the rest of your life? Think about Ji Chengxue, who is sitting on the throne now, don't you have unwillingness and anger in your heart?" Zhao Ruge's eyes flashed into lightning, and he said coldly: "Why is your King Yu guarding the imperial mausoleum like a lost dog, but he Ji Chengxue can sit comfortably on the throne? Why is he?"

Ji Chengyu's eyes moved, and there was a miserable smile in his dead eyes, "Zhao Ruge, what do you think I have the ability to fight for Ji Chengxue now?" Everything is a foregone conclusion, my father chose him, and I ...... It's a complete loser. ”

"Loser? My impression of Yuwang is not like this. Zhao Ruge scoffed.

Ji Chengyu shook his head, ignored Zhao Ruge, turned around and walked towards a tombstone, which was the tombstone of the Emperor Changfeng, very simple, not as gorgeous as the imaginary tombstone of the Great Emperor, and it could even be said to be a little shabby.

Ji Chengyu lowered his head, his face was obscure, and he slowly swept the fallen leaves.

"Ji Chengyu, I, Zhao Ruge, come here now, I just want to tell you that you are not without a chance, Lian Fu is now in the imperial capital, it is a good time for you to get out, if you don't want to leave, I Zhao Ruge will not say anything, but if you are still unwilling in your heart, then I Zhao Ruge and my father...... Zhao Musheng will provide you with enough resources!"

Zhao Ruge said: "How do you choose?"

The cold wind blew by, blowing a light snow in the sky, and the snowflakes fell on Zhao Ruge's face, and the body temperature melted into flowing water in an instant.

His eyes looked at a figure in the imperial mausoleum, and he believed that Ji Chengyu would not be able to admit defeat like this.

Sure enough, the figure held the broom and walked out slowly, his eyes were still so dead, but in this dead ash was a kind of spring breeze blowing and sparkling.

"Is Zhao Musheng the old fox...... It's really annoying. ”

Ji Chengyu picked up the broom, broke the velvet rope on his head, and the hair suddenly spread out.

Zhao Ruge looked at him, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

......

It was late at night, and two bright moons hung high in the sky, reflecting each other.

In the courtyard of the imperial capital, Zhao Musheng stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were gentle and distant, and the breath on his body was slightly undulating, flowing like flowing water.

Suddenly, a figure covered in the smell of alcohol landed in the courtyard, and occasionally hiccups could be heard.

Zhao Musheng's brows furrowed suddenly, and he looked at this figure.

"Shangde, you have drunk so much wine, and the monks should not have drunk, but you have intensified it. ”

"Hehe, Elder, Shangde knows you understand, why monks can't drink, the so-called wine and meat through the intestines, what I want for the monk is cool!" said to Zhao Musheng with a blushing face.

"Well, it doesn't matter how much you drink, as long as you don't miss a mistake. Zhao Musheng frowned and sighed.

If other monks from Mahayana Island had appeared in front of him like this, he might have slapped out with one palm, but Shang De ...... Alas.

"Elder, the matter you asked me to inquire into has come to fruition, that step boss...... He said he knew the snake man. Shang De was drunk and confused, and his feet were a little unsteady.

He leaned against a tree and said, "That step boss said...... Even if we know each other, what should we do?"

The muscles on Zhao Musheng's face moved slightly, and he chuckled, "What about knowing? Since you know, it's easy to do......"

"Bu Fang, Bu Fang, the old man wants to see if you will die or not...... Hahaha!" (To be continued.) )