All the monsters that stand in the way have been cleared. It stands to reason that Tang San should go down the mountain now.

After all, he didn't want to stay in this kind of place for long, especially since he had done so much evil. Think about the brutal killing of tens of thousands of monsters, and the mood is not wavering, can you believe it?

Is this kind of self even afraid of himself?

Let's go, too much time has been wasted here.

But since he went down the mountain, he has encountered all kinds of dangers, and this monster is like not wanting money, sending it up in waves, and until now, I haven't even seen a living person, do you dare to believe it?

Looking at the vase, it looks so small, and it can hold tens of thousands of weirdos in it, which is really strange to say.

The size is not large, and the ability is not small.

Keep on the road, or stay here?

I can only hear these weirdos chattering inside, and more than 10,000 mouths are panicked when they think about it. If you take this on the road, who will starve to death?

No, no, it's a problem for Tang San to even feed himself, and suddenly give him more than 10,000 mouths to feed, doesn't this cost him the life of a monk?

"Bald! Let us out! Believe it or not, I killed you dog! ”

"Bald girl, if you don't let the old men out, this will take your dog's life!"

Who the hell is your mother locked up in? How do you feel that the one locked inside is more pretending to be forced than the outside?

"Little brother, it's so unhappy that there are two heavens of ice and fire inside. Let's have fun~"

"Okay, the poor monk is here. Let it go, the poor monk went in, really went. ”

"Ahh Don't don't, don't! We're kidding, don't come in!"

"We're going to scream when you come in!"

"You are called! The more you call the poor monks, the more you have to go in, my head goes in, and my hands go in—"

"Wow, ahh Who said just now that he let this bald head in, shoot him to death!"

Tang San's ears were close to the vase, and most of the tens of millions of monsters in it were already frightened crazy, so he was relieved at ease.

"These Han Han ......" slapped a vase and shouted again, "The poor monk is going in!"

The weirdos inside screamed again.

Tang San was frightened as he tiptoed towards the outside of the house.

But when I got to the door, I stopped again - was there something missing from just leaving?

After the big battle, there will be a reward?!

With so many rare treasures, he couldn't bear to leave?

What will this piece of gold think of him?

What will this beauty picture think of him?

What will this room full of unloved babies think of him?

Doesn't his conscience hurt?

Tang San still relented, although he was indifferent to fame and fortune in his life, and regarded money as dung, but once he left, these treasures became children that no one wanted-how could he sit idly by?

This is leaving, is he still a human being?!

"Come on, come on, let's go with the poor monk, as long as the poor monk can still move, he will never leave any of you."

"This is a good ......"

"That's good......"

"Huh? That's kind of interesting......."

"What the hell is this! How is it so good!"

Oops, don't you say it's embarrassing for him Tang San, there are only a few pockets on his body, why do these treasures say they want to go with him, how can he choose!

"Hey, there's no way, it's too much, the poor monk can only ...... All of them!"

"Hehe, it's all mine, it's all mine! Come on, come on, come into the bowl! ”

Pick up a Lotus gold watch -

What a! Not like a bracelet, not like a compass! Wear it! One piece is not enough, the whole four pieces, the left and right hands are not the same.

Pick up an old Fengxiang big gold chain -

What kind of dog chain is so ugly! Wear! One is not enough to wear five, and the length is not the same.

Pick up a Mr Wang big green hat -

What a shit hat this is! So handsome! Wear! The temperament of the whole person is different, the thief is beautiful.

Pick up a Henney gold velvet bathrobe -

What a bejeweled aristocratic costume this is! Put on! Tie the belt tightly, the neckline is exposed, and the hand is inserted into the big pocket—hey, hey, it's just a pair of cotton drags.

Large sunglasses, large tote bag...... This luxury is worn on the body, tsk, not to mention which hospital is not tethered.

Armed with all his strength, it's not enough at all, so I took one percent of the goods.

What to do?

I found a sheet and spread it on the ground, like a big sweep, all the gold and silver treasures, carved paintings, threw them all up, and dragged them out of the door with all my strength.

dragged it off, and I couldn't take care of these details.

All kinds of clothes, quilts, bathtubs, and things that can hold things are used, and they are all dragged to the door.

What do you care I do? Can I save it up first?

was in full swing when a cough suddenly sounded out of thin air.

Tang San immediately froze in place, pricking up his ears vigilantly.

The voice was gone.

Regardless of whatever, keep searching.

No matter how big or small, take it all!

But as he held on, the movements of his hands slowly stopped. ……

Sure enough, I still care about that voice.

Kook? Mankind? Why don't you show up?

Sneakily hidden, not worried about any good intentions. It is said that the praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches behind, and dares to dig into the foot of his Tang San's wall?

Hehe.

Tang San approached quietly, turned the corner of the wall, and the sound came from this direction-

There's still a door.

Who could be inside? Could it be a young lady?

Sizzle......

Gently push the door and don't let the other person find out.

It's better to sneak in, take advantage of the night to surprise her from behind, and when she screams in fright, grab her little hand and say to her—

"The poor monk killed a shameless yellow finch!"

Just do it, push open the door...... Pushed...... Push......

Hey, why can't you push it? I don't see the lock either.

It's a fingerprint security door, of course, there is no lock, what age is this, who still hangs the lock on it, and loses the key? Where can I find a key?

But Tang San didn't know, how did he know what a fingerprint lock was.

In short, from the outside, there must be something strange about the fact that there is no padlock but it can't be opened.

"Wow, you're messing with a poor monk, aren't you? You're still in there?"

Tang San thought that someone was inside against the door and wouldn't let him in.

"You dare to block the poor monk through this small door, believe it or not, the poor monk won't enter? Are you afraid?"

"Ahem......"

It's a cough again, and there's someone inside!

"Okay, you cough monster, dare to stand up?" threw a punch and made a hole in the door directly, and immediately took off his hat with a wicked smile and drilled the bald head in.

"Hey, hey, hey!! I see which young lady is pushing against the door! ”

Hey? No one was holding the door, but there was a man hanging inside, motionless.

What, it's wrapped like a mummy, except for the eyes, all of them are tightly wrapped in black, and there is a-like turban wrapped around their heads.

Didn't you say that she was a young lady? How do you look like an Alaper camel seller?

Tang San smiled: "It's useless to pretend to be dead, the poor monk will meet you when he comes in."

The collar of the golden velvet bathrobe is cut open with a large opening, and the fragrant shoulders are slightly exposed.

The hole is still small. finally got in and tore the aristocratic clothes.

However, this door is also sturdy, that is, a 30-centimeter-thick titanium alloy steel plate.

However, this level of the door can also prevent a bad person, and a civilized person like Tang San can't prevent it.

"The poor monk is going in, he's really going in."

The hanging man coughed, apparently in agreement.

Hold the grass!

As soon as I walked indoors, I was taken aback, what the hell is this place.

On the board, on the wall, and on the ground, there were all kinds of murder weapons, such as knives, axes, soldering irons, candles, leather whips, and chainsaws...... There's everything.

What is it for?

Looking at the half-dead appearance of the hanging person, Tang San could probably guess what was going on.

"If you're not mistaken, you must be a weapons merchant, right?" Tang San asked politely.

"Cough cough ......" The hanging person almost didn't choke to death, it seemed that Tang San guessed correctly again.

picked up a chainsaw: "This saw is very in line with the temperament of a poor monk, how to sell it!"

"Sell...... Ahem...... Sell your grandpa a big chicken leg. ”

Tang San smiled: "How do you know that my grandfather has a big chicken leg, have you seen it?"

At this moment, the man in black suddenly raised his head, and a cold light emitted from his eyes, as if he was going to devour Tang Sansheng alive.

But it was this ordinary glance that opened the most magnificent adventure in Tang San's life......

This glance has become the tenderness of his life and the pain of his life......