The carriage galloped all the way.

The little boy sat in the carriage with an excited look on his face, clutching at the pocket next to him.

There was half a sack of grain in his pocket, which was taller than the little boy.

Even this little boy is not satisfied, if it weren't for the bamboo pole demon pressing, he still wants to pretend again.

I don't know where he got the strength, but he can still lift it.

"Stop!"

When the little monk poked open another sack and was about to put grain, a person stood on the eaves of the street and shouted.

Seeing this man looking at them righteously, the bamboo pole monster wondered, "What are you doing?"

"I'm a pure passerby, don't you think it's too much of a waste of food? Why don't you sit down and settle this matter calmly. So he's good, hello, everyone. As a passerby, I don't think you can solve the problem by doing this now. He said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a city guard ran over, stood under the eaves and raised his hand to the man: "My lord, the city gate has been closed, and they can't escape now." ”

The bamboo pole monster rolled his eyes, "You're really a fucking pure passerby, a shameless pure passerby." ”

He waved his whip, and the carriage continued to gallop.

"Hey, don't go, I'm really a passerby, at most a fan of the city lord's passerby..."

"Bang", the old monk threw over a shoe and directly knocked the grandson unconscious, and he couldn't see it even if he thought about it.

When they reached the street where Huanxi Building was located, the little boy shouted, "Stop, stop!"

"Huh~" The bamboo pole monster stopped in front of the door of Huanxi Building and asked, "What's wrong?"

The little boy patted the food on his back and said happily, "I have food to eat, and I want to bring my sister back." ”

"Okay!" the bamboo pole monster got out of the car.

The little monk also got out of the car, and they walked towards Huanxi Building with a big grin.

"Amitabha. The old monk clasped his hands together in the car, "The old monk doesn't go to this kind of place, let's..."

"Okay, you're outside watching the car. The bamboo pole monster turned around and threw the little boy into the car, "Take care of this." ”

As soon as they entered the Huanxi Building, the fat powder came to their faces, making the three of them sneeze in a row.

"Ouch, three masters, please go inside. A couple of girls dressed in gauze came up to him.

The little monk took a step back and handed over the situation to the bamboo pole monster.

The bamboo pole monster was also stunned in his heart, "That, what, let's find someone." ”

"Look at what you said, you can't come here to find people, and you can't find animals?" said the girl, smelling a fishy smell, but it was blocked by the fat powder.

She glanced at the little monk in red behind the bamboo pole monster, "Yo, this monk is a bit interesting, and at first glance, you know that it is a flower monk." ”

"We're really looking for someone, do you know..."

"Go to work, go to work. The fat banshee who had stopped the bamboo pole demon came over and drove the girls away, "This guy is a poor bastard." ”

"Ah, poor bastard. The girls looked down on the bamboo pole demon and twisted their waists and left.

"Get out, get out. The fat banshee waved a handkerchief to drive away the bamboo pole monster, "I don't have money to visit any happy building." ”

They spent a lot of time inside, unaware that at least half of the city outside had been overturned by the three men.

The bamboo pole monster grabs the fat banshee's hand unceremoniously.

"If you are verbose, you are welcome. He said solemnly.

The fat banshee was stunned.

The bamboo pole demon pulled the little boy over, "Where's his sister?" ”

The fat banshee came back to her senses, pulled out her arm, jumped to her feet and said angrily: "Who are you, who is he? Dare to be rude to the old lady, do you know who is behind the old lady? Say it to scare you to death, the old lady also slept with the city lord and his grandfather..."

"Long-winded!" the bamboo pole demon raised his knife and cut off a piece of the fat banshee's cheeks.

From the cell to here, the little monk killed all the way, disregarded his fate like a mustard, infected the bamboo pole demon, and made him ruthless.

However, this fat banshee is too fat, her cheeks are full of meat, and it looks like plastic surgery with a knife.

Rao so, "Ah!" the fat banshee screamed, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Huanxilou was in chaos all of a sudden.

The bamboo pole monster grabbed her and shouted: "If you don't say it again, the next knife will hurt your face!"

The fat banshee restrained herself and looked at the bamboo pole demon in horror.

The bamboo pole monster asked gloomily, "Where is the little boy's sister?"

"No, I don't know who his sister is. The fat banshee looked at the bamboo pole demon aggrievedly.

"Dogs. The little boy said.

"Huh?" the bamboo pole monster looked at him in surprise, "Are you sure this is your sister's name?"

The little boy nodded.

"Who got it?"

"My mother. ”

"Naming a girl a dog? "Are you sure she's your sister's mother?"

This stumped the little boy, and he was stunned, "My mother said that a cheap name is easy to support." ”

"That's pretty cheap. The bamboo pole demon said.

"Smack", the fat banshee clapped her hands, "I remember, the name is so impressive, I know where she is." ”

The bamboo pole demon said that if he took back Fang Cai, the name was still very level.

The fat banshee, escorted by the bamboo pole demon, walked out of the Huanxi Building and walked to the backyard.

Some monsters and servants got the news and came up halfway to save their shopkeepers, and all of them became the ghosts of the little monks.

In the end, all the servants and youkai did not dare to take a step closer.

Finally arrived at a remote corner.

"Right here. The fat banshee smiled flatteringly at the bamboo pole.

After seeing that the little monk was going to die, the fat banshee felt that the bamboo pole demon was still very amiable.

"Hurry up and get to work! None of you will want to eat tonight until you finish this little work." Someone scolded him angrily.

When the words fell, there was a "snap", the sound of a stick hitting the head.

The bamboo pole demon pushed the door in, and saw three or four little girls squatting next to the well, with three piles of clothes almost taller than them, waiting for them to wash.

"Who are you? The old woman in the rocking chair questioned.

Without saying a word, the bamboo pole monster went up and kicked the rocking chair to the ground, and the old woman was crushed under the rocking chair.

"Oh, someone's coming..."

"Stop screaming!" the Fat Banshee interrupted him.

A little girl was wearing a double bun, covering her head, her eyes were full of tears, she wanted to cry, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

When she saw the little boy, "Wow", the little girl cried, "Brother...", she cried out aggrievedly.

The little boy stepped forward and grabbed her, "Don't cry, I'll take you away, we have a lot of food now, and we are no longer afraid of starvation." ”

The little girl looked at the little boy with tears in her eyes when she heard this, "Yes, do you use laundry?"

"No, I grabbed the food. The little boy said proudly.

"Okay! I won't eat any more in the future, and you won't sell me again. The little girl said.

"Good. The boy agreed.

They were pulling hooks, and the bamboo pole monster picked up the stick and hit the woman on the back with a stick, "I'll go to your uncle's!"

He turned, "Everybody go, don't have to do your laundry here anymore." ”

The fat banshee didn't dare to speak.

"No, I don't. The little monk stopped the bamboo pole demon.

"Why?" the bamboo pole demon looked at the little monk in surprise.

"We can't take care of them, let them wander around, and in the end we can't escape the fate of being sold, so it's better to leave them here. The little monk turned to look at the fat banshee, "Take care of them, we will come back, if they don't have a good time, this is what will happen to you..."

The little monk pointed diagonally to the sky with his left hand.

A monk in a yellow monk's robe jumped down from the wall and slashed at the little monk, hitting his fingertips.

"Bang!"

A hole exploded in the monk's chest, and the blood that burst out fell on the faces of the little monk and the fat banshee, making her tremble.

"Definitely, definitely. The fat banshee didn't dare to wipe the blood on her face, and kept promising the little monk, "I, I will take care of them." ”

"That's good. The little monk nodded to her, turned around and pointed at her, knocking down the two monks.