There are no good things on the little devil, even the katana is missing, Ma Laosi originally wanted to come up to find a knife to defend himself, but when he saw these broken katanas, he gave up this idea.

The strength of the old god stick is too great, and the copper mace is too heavy, and it collides with the devil's blade, and it is strange that the edge of the little devil's katana does not break.

After the big bald head was beaten, the whole person made a posture of collecting merit, and I had the appearance of a martial arts master, which made Ma Laosi on the side awe-inspired.

If the big bald belly doesn't scream, Li Feng will also default to him being a master, but your stomach keeps growling, and it is very loud What does it mean?

"Uh......"

How do you say that? It's afraid that the scene will suddenly become quiet, because you never know what embarrassing things are going on.

The corners of the big bald head's mouth twitched slightly, but soon his complexion returned to calm, and he folded his hands and said Amitabha Buddha again, and then he lost his profound appearance, and asked Li Feng in a low voice:

"I don't know if Master Li has anything to eat?"

Eating?

You're the only fucking shit!

Oh, it's food!

It took him a long time to react, mainly because Li Feng couldn't understand the old monk's dialect, and thought he wanted to eat!

Although Li Feng can satisfy the desire of the big bald head to eat, considering that this guy's martial arts are relatively powerful, Li Feng gave up the idea of.

He took out some compressed food from his back and handed it to the big bald head.

The compressed food was made by their own factory, and some of the food was pressed into lumps with heavy objects, so that there was no need to worry about dry food on the march.

The old monk ate faster than the old nun, and in an instant, the compressed dry food that was hard as a stone was chewed by him.

Looking at the appearance of this guy eating, Ma Laosi on the side was surprised and his snot was about to flow out.

He had tasted that kind of dry food, if there was no water, it would be as hard as a brick, but he would have knocked it with a stone a few times before breaking it, but he didn't expect this old monk to have such a sharp mouth that the bricks could be bitten.

Of course, Li Feng wouldn't tell Mr. Ma that he gave him an inferior product, as if he didn't pay attention to it when he made it, so he made the dry food very hard.

After Li Feng found out, he quickly stopped the movement of the factory, and finally made this kind of compressed dry food suitable for people to eat.

As for the ...... that Ma Lao Si took It was something that Li Feng thought could not be wasted, but he was afraid that his teeth would be broken, so he decisively gave this kind of good thing to Ma Laosi, giving full play to the virtue of humility of the Eighth Route Army.

Humility is indeed a virtue, so Li Feng felt that it was necessary for him to fulfill the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation, the old monk, and accept the knife he gave him.

The old monk glanced at Li Feng, and then Li Feng looked at the dry food in the old monk's hand, and finally the two reached a tacit understanding and didn't say anything.

The big bald head took Li Feng's dry food, and Li Feng took the knife handed over by the big bald head, and the two sides exchanged reasonably, and there was nothing wrong with it.

But after eating a piece of dry food, the big bald head touched his stomach, and then said to Li Feng:

"The poor monk has just consumed too much, and if there is no food supplement, I am afraid that he will not be able to continue walking."

Damn, this old monk hasn't eaten enough!

This was Li Feng's first thought in his heart.

There is no way, this old monk's ability is still okay, at the critical moment Li Feng felt that he could let the old monk go out and open the way, although it was not very authentic to do so, but the old monk himself said, if he doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell?

He wants to go to hell, Li Feng can't do anything with him, right?

"The poor monk has a lot of strength, so it's normal to eat a lot, but I don't know how much of this kind of dry food is in Master Li Shi's backpack?"

The big bald head picked up another piece of dry food, chewed it beautifully, and didn't forget to ask Li Feng how much compressed dry food was left?

For a person like the big bald head who eats in the bowl and looks at the pot, Li Feng feels that he needs to talk to him well.

"I said, Master, do you know why you are being chased by devils?"

"It's because I snatched their knives."

"No, no, no, that's not the reason." Li Feng's head shook like a rattle, which made the old monk very puzzled, and asked again:

"Oh, then I don't know what the reason is for Master Li?"

"It's the Buddha who thinks you've eaten too much meat and drunk too much wine, and he's punishing you.

Amitabha, good, good! Master, you have eaten so much meat, don't you feel ashamed of those animals that were killed? ”

"No!" The big bald head shook his head very dryly, and there was no trace of shame on his face.

"Why?"

"Those animals were not killed by the monks, but by you, what does it have to do with the poor monks? The poor monk is only responsible for the aftermath. After speaking, he threw the last piece of dry food in his hand into his mouth, and after eating, he sat down cross-legged with his hands folded, and muttered the sutra in his mouth.

Ma Laosi on the side was stunned by the words of this great monk, the old monk of the fairy wind and bones looked so shameless, talent!

The devil's demon knife is in his hands, it is indeed very sharp, Li Feng has tried it, and he can really do it by blowing his hair and breaking his hair, so he now has an extra footprint on his back......

The old nun's hair is not so easy to hold!

……

At the same time, on the other side of the tomb, there is a passage that leads to the cliff, or this tomb has many caves dug between the mountains, and most of the places are such passages.

At this moment, he was deliberately helping the ninja to rest here, sitting there with a katana on his back, looking like a walking dead who had lost his emotional color.

Takahashi is particularly depressed now, because there is a big event now, that is, the sixth group of honor demon knives representing the special high class is missing!

The sixth group of code names of the special high class is called the demon knife, as the name suggests, all ninjas have this kind of knife in their hands, and the best one is the real demon knife, the quality is very good, and it took more than ten years for the previous craftsmen to build.

Originally, I was thinking that after coming to this place, I could let the Chinese people have a good taste of their swordsmanship, but who knew that many people were knocked over by others in the middle of the fight, and when they left, they also let the other party take away the demon knife, and Takahashi's heart is now also a beep.

"Haven't those people come back yet?" Takahashi asked the ghoul next to him impatiently, who shook his head.

"We used to chase too few people, not necessarily the opponent of that master."

The ghoul knew very well how powerful the big bald head was, and he also felt that the demon knife could not be snatched back, unless he went out to find help from the gendarmerie, but by that time, it was estimated that the big bald head would have already taken the knife and flew away.