The raccoon cat has not eaten the rat alive, and the place of the play is before and after.

Cats and mice are trapped and do not chase them, how can they prevent them from neglecting their defenses.

Under the moonlight, a big cat and mouse drama was staged at this moment.

A cat with many years of Taoism is constantly chasing two mice with a hundred years of Taoism.

As a real predator, as well as a mouse that has begged for a living under the paws of cats since childhood.

Even with a hundred years of Taoism, it can't eliminate the natural fear of cats.

What's more, the cats chasing them are not low, and they are two rats higher.

Two rats had just bitten off the fingers of the wooden statue of Lu Ju, and the other had the judge's pen in his mouth.

The two guys were just full of ambition, fantasizing that they would be rewarded by their own king when they returned.

The two mice were swaying, and they were not in a hurry, and while absorbing the moonlight, they were holding a wine gourd and drinking, which was so comfortable.

"Third child, you said that this time the king was willing to give me a reward for the white beard, but I personally bit off the statue of Lu Ju God."

The third child is a fat mouse with a big belly, and he took a sip of rice wine before saying: "It's hard for me to see, Bai Xu just gave birth to a litter of healthy cubs for the king, and the king likes it tightly." ”

"Nonsense, it's obviously the king himself."

"The king is saying that if Bai Xu is willing, let her be your spouse for a year. But that has to be willing by Bai Xu, she likes a strong man like me, and she can't ask for it, so she has a chance to meet the king. You're too thin, and if White Beard liked you, he wouldn't have met the king at all. ”

"We are rats, how can we run if we are too fat and in danger." Huang Xiaosi said unconvinced.

"Hehe, we're rat demons, where are we still running like before, squeak......"

The cats all over the body exploded, and let out a terrified scream.

In the moonlight, a pair of stunning eyes looked at them, wasn't it a huge cat.

"Meow, I'm really going far tonight, and eating your meow can add decades of Taoism."

"Mom, run."

The two rat demons were covered in fried, and they didn't have the slightest desire to fight, so they ran away.

started the cat-and-mouse drama, and the two mice ran for their lives, which lasted for nearly half an hour.

Huang San was already tired and couldn't run, and was almost dragged by Huang Xiaosi.

"Third child, do you still think your strength is useful, as soon as I let go, you will become food."

"Damn, fourth, don't scare me."

"My mother is also your mother, how do you scold rats."

"I rely on ......"

The two of them almost panicked and came to the pavilion where Jiang Taiping painted.

The two rats collapsed directly in the pavilion and could no longer run.

The cat was also a hundred meters away, staring at the mouse in the pavilion.

"Where did the demon come from, who dared to disturb the poor monk to paint."

In the pavilion, an old monk was looking at the river and splashing ink, and he didn't look at them and scolded.

"This master, Ben Meow has no intention of disturbing Master Yaxing, it's these two mice, I don't know what to do, Ben Meow just caught them and left."

Huang San and Huang Si knelt down: "I am willing to ask the master to have mercy and save us." ”

"Master, Buddhism is merciful, and please save us. Didn't Buddhism say that saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, although we are a rat's life, how can the two add up to two or three levels of floating slaughter? ”

"Master, cat and mouse, it's a matter of course, please ......"

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life. I can't care about it on weekdays, but I can't see you killing in front of him, so you can go. The old monk sighed.

"Thief bald, don't think that Ben Meow is afraid of you, and if you provoke Ben Meow, I will eat with you." The cat suddenly became huge, the size of a hound, and its fierce appearance was revealed.

"Presumptuous!"

When the two mice saw the old monk stop with one last stroke, a colorful tiger in the scroll suddenly jumped out.

Roar!!!!

This tiger is not a mortal tiger but a mountain monarch with Taoism, and with a roar, whether it is the two mice or the majestic cat, the frightened fur suddenly exploded, and all eyes flashed with fear.

The tiger glanced at the two mice, then rushed at the cat demon.

Meow !!!

This time it was the turn of the cat demon to escape, and as soon as he chased after him, he disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

The two mice were stunned for a moment, and the eyes of the old monk suddenly changed.

The old monk ignored them, and drew another courtyard with a wave of his hand, and several people were having a night feast.

They saw the old monk waving, and the delicacies of the night banquet appeared on the stone table in the pavilion.

Chicken, duck and fish, delicacies and wines, there is no shortage of everything, and the aroma is overflowing. The two rats suddenly couldn't move, although they were demons, they might not be able to eat real human food once a year.

In fact, it was just Jiang Taiping who used the big transport to carry the banquet that had been prepared a long time ago from home, and of course he also used illusion to confuse the public.

But these two shallow-minded mice thought that this was what they were drawn.

"Why aren't you two leaving?"

"Ahem, master, I just ran away for my life, I really can't walk, you see, you can't finish this table of dishes, can you reward the small one."

"That is, the monks uphold the precepts, do not take possession of meat, do not drink fine wine......

Jiang Taiping took a sip of the fish and then took a sip of his twenty-year-old daughter red, and suddenly the aroma of the wine made the two mice swallow their saliva wildly.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, the Buddha has left in his heart, and you wait for the little demon to understand something. No matter what, it's just a casual painting anyway, so it's a favor. ”

Jiang Taiping threw Huang San a roasted fat goose, and threw Huang Si a sauce elbow.

A jar of wine also floated in front of the two of them, and when the two saw that it came out of the painting, they took a sip carefully.

Suddenly they couldn't bear it anymore, and the two began to eat meat and drink a lot.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

The two mice began to mumble quietly, and began to think of other things.

Huang San asked cautiously: "Dare to ask the master, what kind of magic power do you use, painting a tiger can repel demons, painting rice can satisfy hunger, isn't it the same as Huang Daxian turning stones into gold?" ”

The old monk seemed to have drunk too much, and said disdainfully when he heard the words: "What is it to turn stones into gold, it's just pediatrics." How can it be compared to my magic brush, my magic brush can become real anything. For example, this pavilion, your food. Another example is this ......"

The old monk picked up a mediocre brush and threw it casually, and the ink flew out, forming a wooden bridge.

The old monk opened his mouth and blew, the wooden bridge crossed the Wu River, and the eyes of the two mice who watched it lit up.

"Master, what do you really want?"

The old monk seemed to have drunk too much, and glanced at the two of them with drunken eyes, but did not speak.

"Ahem." Huang San took out the judge's pen and said, "Can the master recognize this magic pen?" ”

The old monk sneered: "It's not worth anything." ”

"Master, you must have drunk too much, you know, this is a judge's pen, breaking yin and yang, judging life and death, and the pen is like a god......"

"Does that make something real?"

"Uh......"