In front of the Fengxue Building, Qin Feihua and Duan Shen acted as scavengers, of course, the dwarf on the top of the Fengxue Building worked harder, because he had short legs, and he had more blood and corpses to deal with.

This is also something that can't be helped, he is a dwarf, this is a natural defect, his hands and feet are short, and his movements are not fast, so he naturally works harder.

Fortunately, since Xia Mang climbed to the top of the Human Demon Tower, there is no oppressive force on the top of the wind and snow building, and the mysterious power has disappeared into invisibility, otherwise this dwarf dwarf will have to carry the pressure to "sweep the floor", which will be even harder.

"His Highness the Demon is bullying!"

The dwarf gnome was cleaning and muttering, feeling aggrieved, and he was still aggrieved, "When I see my family leader in the future, Uncle Ben must sue and sue the devil!"

Thinking that Xia Mang would one day be submissive and fearful in front of his own sect leader, he was much more comfortable, and his heart was not so aggrieved.

Chamang read that right, this dwarf is indeed an interesting guy, at least ...... The spirit of self-soothing is commendable.

In front of the main gate, Qin Feihua and Duan Shen were scavengers, cleaning up the blood-stained corpses, and muttering about discussing some things about opening a restaurant, wine and money are the key, without these two things, it would be a joke to say anything about opening a restaurant.

Xia Mang said that let the two of them find a way to solve it, he obviously wanted to be the shopkeeper, but they were also lonely and used to wandering, how could they have any money left on them, not to mention the consistent yang money, not even a hanging yin money.

Seeing that the restaurant was about to open, but there was no "surplus food" on their bodies, this made the two of them scratch their heads and feel that they had encountered a tricky matter.

The two guys sighed, feeling that they were unladylike, and they were turned into the ditch by Xia Mang, and this "ditch" was still very deep and evil, and it was impossible to jump in and climb out again.

At this moment, two figures came out of the shadows around the corner.

Wrong, it was Bodhi's little bald head who walked out, but Xu Yi, a fish-riding man, was riding the golden-scaled big fish, the fish's tail swinging and swimming, suspended in the air, Xu Yi rode on the big fish and floated out.

Qin Feihua and Duan Shen immediately discovered these two people and a fish, they looked at each other with strange expressions, the little monk Bodhi was fine, he looked like a normal monk, but what was the situation with the young Taoist, he was actually riding a big fish!

"This Daoist brother is really a maverick, and he actually rides a fish as a mount. Qin Feihua was the first to speak, looking vigilant, you know, coming uninvited, most of the time it is not good, not to mention that it is still late at night, and he feels that this monk is not like an ordinary person.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The Fish Rider laughed.

Qin Feihua was dissatisfied, feeling that this fish rider was making a perfunctory effort with the mud, he squinted his eyes, and said: "Your Excellency is riding on the body of the big fish like this, have you considered the idea of fish?"

"It's a pleasure. The Fish Rider touched the swinging golden fins and chuckled.

"Where are the fishes happy?" Qin Feihua raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't see it. ”

"Zi Fei fish, how do you know the joy of fish?" asked the fish rider.

"Zi Fei Fei, how do you know the sorrow of fish?" Qin Feihua asked rhetorically.

The Fish Daoist was stunned when he heard this, looked at Qin Feihua seriously, and then nodded: "Brother Xia Mangdao invited you to prepare for the opening of Fengxue Restaurant, which is really a good vision...... By the way, I heard that you are also a shopkeeper?"

Qin Feihua was quite satisfied with what she heard, but when she got to the back, she felt that the taste had changed, and her face immediately darkened, this guy who rode the fish was exposing his shortcomings, sprinkling salt on the wound, and his heart was too bad!

"It's nothing to do with you!" Qin Feihua said angrily.

"I'm here to stay at the hotel. The fish-riding man smiled: "You open a restaurant, shouldn't you open the door to customers?"

"Sorry, this restaurant does not provide accommodation services. Qin Feihua sneered.

"Then drink. ”

"The restaurant has not yet officially opened and there is no alcohol supply. Qin Feihua refused, he saw that this fish-riding man was very unpleasant, and he was not wrong, Fengxue Restaurant had indeed not opened yet.

The rider was speechless, can't he enter this Fengxue restaurant tonight?

At this time, the little monk Bodhi ran to the pile of bloody corpses, slightly compared to his eyes, his little hands were folded, and his mouth was chanting.

"What is the little master doing?" Duan Shen hurriedly asked, his mother had been worshiping Buddha since she was a child, and she believed in Buddhism with him, and she had a lot of respect for the Buddhist family, and she spoke very politely to this little Bodhi monk who was obviously born in Buddhism.

"Recite sutras. The little monk opened his eyes, looked at Duan Shen beside him, and said seriously: "Help this dead benefactor to overdo it." ”

"The little master is really compassionate. Duan Shen praised, he felt that the little bald head was very Buddha-like.

The little monk smiled and continued to chant the scriptures, but he didn't know how many sentences had been missed in the middle, and after a while, he seemed to feel that it was almost over, and said to Duan Shen: "You hurry up and dispose of these, piling them up here is really unsightly." ”

Duan Shen was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, and couldn't help asking, "Did the little master mean...... Dispose of it?"

"Not really. The little monk said solemnly: "It's just a stinky skin, and it's all rotten like this, what do you want to keep it for? ”

Duan Shen was a little messy in the wind, so he heard the little monk say again: "This benefactor, the little monk has been on the road for a long time, and he is hungry and thirsty, and he wants to make a fortune with the donor." ”

"Turning into a fate?" Duan Shen believed in Buddhism, and instinctively replied, "Okay." ”

"The Buddha said that good people have good rewards. The little monk's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly said: "I see that Senior Brother Xia Mang's pot of wine is very good, and I also want to make a jar of the same wine to the donor......

In fact, he saw that Xia Mang admired "lovesickness and not drunk", and felt that it must be good, and he was addicted to alcohol, and he also wanted to drink some, so he opened his mouth to Duan Shen to "turn into a relationship".

To turn into a relationship is to turn into wine.

"......" Duan Shen is completely messy, the four major Buddhas are empty, and the six roots are pure, isn't it not stained with meat and wine, this little monk said that it was a fate, how could he open his mouth to beg for wine?

This can't be a fake monk, right?

He was suspicious, looked at the little monk, his eyes were full of scrutiny, and asked, "Are you really a monk?"

"Amitabha. The little monk Bodhi clasped his hands together, recited the Buddha's name, and a layer of golden light seemed to rise on his body, and he said: "The Buddha said, the Buddha sits in his heart, and the wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the donor, you are too obsessed with appearances, and I turn into a donor just to quench my thirst." ”

Duan Shen was speechless, and couldn't help but roll his eyes, which Buddha would say such a Buddha language? It's ridiculous, this little monk is also a big fool.

He didn't want to pay attention to the little bald head, and turned around to clean up the pile of "rotten meat" in the little monk's mouth.

"Donor, the little monk wants to turn his fate into a jar of wine...... Not really, not even a pot of wine. The little monk chased after him, stalking him in a stubborn posture.

Duan Shen rolled his eyes frantically and buried himself in hard work, at this time, he, a person who believes in Buddhism, doesn't believe in the little bald head.

Not far away, Qin Feihua and the Fish Rider are also fighting wits and courage, the two of them are talking to me, you come and go, and they are very happy.

Late this night, the wind and snow building is not very peaceful.

After the peace, it was not peaceful.