A little monk, fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing silk clothes and shoes, bald head, at this moment he was sweating profusely, looking bitter, dragging the white fox ears, dragging the huge white fox head finally came to the butcher shop.

There was a big golden-scaled fish floating beside him, swinging its tail and swimming in the void, and a young Taoist riding on the body of the big fish, with a thick white fox tail in its mouth.

This is exactly the little monk of Bodhi and the man who rides the fish.

After Xia Mang dragged the white fox corpse out of the Great Dragon Stream, they didn't delay much and left quickly, of course, they didn't forget the white fox's head and the huge fox tail.

Chamang left them to them.

This monk is also interesting, using various reasons to persuade the other party, and also to convince himself, and finally discussed the white fox head and white fox tail to divide.

The young Taoist wanted to be a dustyman, so he chose the fox tail, and the little Bodhi monk had no choice, so he could only drag the white fox's head bitterly and run all the way away from the demon city.

Whether it is the head of the white fox or the tail of the fox, they need to deal with it well, peel off the skin and bones or something, they are afraid of breaking it, after all, it is a demon fox in the transcendent realm, it is very precious, so they didn't do it themselves, but inquired all the way, I heard that the craftsmanship of the butcher Ji is good, and finally found a butcher shop.

Seeing this, Butcher Ji hurriedly got up, showed his signature honest smile, and asked, "What are the two of you?"

"Are you Master Ji?" asked the Fish Rider with a smile.

Ji butcher nodded, this is nonsense, now there are two people in the butcher shop, one is a shaved scholar, the other is him, and the shaved scholar doesn't look like a butcher.

The golden-scaled big fish loosened its mouth, "bang" and threw the fox tail on the ground, and the fish rider said: "This is a fox tail, please help Master Ji deal with it, I want to use the white fox hair to make a dust." ”

When the shaved scholar heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Then you don't want this fox tail meat and fox skin?"

Ji Butcher rolled his eyes, obviously this scholar who lacked virtue had taken a fancy to fox tail meat again.

"The fox fur is going to be made into a girdle around the waist, and as for the fox tail meat......," the fish-riding man thought.

"Don't want it?" asked the shaved scholar.

"Yes, of course!" The little monk next to him was dissatisfied, seeing that the fox's tail meat was about to be swallowed, he hurriedly said: "If the tip of the fox's tail is stewed, it is particularly delicious, especially the tip of the tail of this old demon...... It is even more delicious in the world. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Yo he, it seems that the little master and the connoisseur!" The shaved scholar seemed to have met a confidant, and his eyes were shining, but then he stared at the bald head of the little monk, and said suspiciously: "The little master is a monk, and the six roots should be pure and not stained with meat, are you not afraid of offending the Buddha?"

"The Buddha said that the Buddha sat in his heart, and wine and meat passed through the intestines. The little monk Bodhi pronounced the Buddha's name and said with a serious face: "The little monk eats meat and drinks wine, but what he recites in his heart is the Buddha." ”

The shaved scholar was a little speechless, and muttered: "Which Buddha has left such a Buddha to say?" He saw that this little monk was not a serious monk, and he had a lot of personality.

"Yes. The Taoist who rode the fish said with a smile, although the Taoist pays attention to pure cultivation, but does not abstain from meat, eating meat is naturally not difficult for him, in fact, even if there are really precepts, he will not care.

Who called him a Taoist priest who didn't follow the usual path?

Butcher Ji looked at Xiao Bodhi for a moment and asked, "Little Master, what are you going to do with this white fox head?"

"Amitabha. The little bald head first pronounced the Buddha's name, and then said: "Keep the fox skin for me, the fox head meat ...... Naturally, it is to eat meat. ”

"How to eat?" asked the shaved scholar.

"Marinated, sliced, boiled in soup...... It's all delicious. The little bald head looked greedy, but seemed to realize that something was wrong, and quickly put away the salivating face, and said seriously: "For the little monk, eating meat is practice, and it is to participate in Buddhism...... Amitabha. ”

The "......" shaved scholar was speechless for Xiao Bodhi's explanation of "there is no silver three hundred taels here".

"Understood. Butcher Ji nodded and said, "When I take care of it, you can come over tomorrow morning to pick it up." ”

The monk nodded together, and then the fish-riding Taoist said to Ji Butcher and the shaved scholar, "Tomorrow we can eat meat together...... Even if it's the remuneration paid to Master Ji. ”

"That's a good feeling. "The shaved scholar is overjoyed, which is exactly what he wants.

"It's a lot of meat!" the little bald head muttered, it seemed that he was a little reluctant, he originally planned to turn into a fate, and the so-called "fate" was to let Master Ji deal with the white fox head and fox tail for free, but since Senior Brother Xu said so, he couldn't refute it.

The shaved scholar glanced at him and felt that this little bald head was so greedy and stingy.

The little monk Bodhi couldn't stand his eyes, and quickly changed the topic, saying, "Dare to ask the two donors, do you know where the Fengxue Tower is?"

"You're going to the Wind and Snow Tower?" said Butcher Ji.

The little monk nodded, "Senior Brother Xu and I are newcomers to this city, and we don't know anyone, but we are friends with Senior Brother Xia Mangxia, and we want to go to him." ”

The Fish Rider smiled when he heard this, and also said, "Please let the two of you know." ”

"I didn't expect that Brother Xia Mang still has friends from the Buddhist family and Taoism, and he has a wide range of friends. Butcher Ji smiled heartily, pointed to Beique Street, and said, "Go straight along this street, and you can reach Fengxue Tower." ”

The monk nodded in thanks, and then they agreed to eat meat together tomorrow, and the two left.

Walk towards Beifin Street, which is directly ventilated to the snow building.

"Senior Brother Xu, what should we say when we see Senior Brother Xia?" the little monk asked, "Do you really want to defect to him?"

"Otherwise, where are you going?" said the fish-rider helplessly, "There is nowhere to go." ”

The little monk pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll go to Huayuan, Senior Brother Xia even gave us the head and tail of the white fox, he is an atmospheric person, and he shouldn't turn us away." ”

"Definitely not. The fish-rider smiled.

"Turn. ”

......

The two muttered as they walked away.

In the rear, Ji Butcher and the shaved scholar looked at the backs of the two, their eyes were strange, and Ji Butcher smiled helplessly: "The young man now is really ...... It's getting more and more incomprehensible. ”

At this time, the shaved scholar touched the butcher's shoulder and whispered, "It's business again." ”

Ji Butcher was stunned for a moment, looked to the opposite side, and saw a black donkey walking slowly, and there was a young man in gray shirt sitting on the back of the donkey.

The young man rode upside down on a donkey, holding an unsheathed knife in his arms, and his posture was rather strange.

The black-haired donkey came to the butcher shop, and stopped, and the gray-shirted young man opened his eyes, looked at the two of them, and said flatly, "How should I get to the Fengxue Building?"

Ji Butcher pointed to the back of the bird street: "Just go straight." ”

The young man in the gray shirt rode away on a black donkey.

"No manners. The shaved scholar pursed his lips and said indignantly: "I didn't even say thank you after asking the road, and I didn't look like a scholar at first glance." ”

Suddenly, his eyes straightened.

Because there was a woman in front of her, dressed in white and snowy, clear and cold, with a sword on her back.

"Dare to ask how to get to Fengxue Building?" the woman spoke, her voice like heaven.

"Just go straight. Ji Butcher was expressionless and pointed to Backfinch Street.

The woman in white glanced at him, then thanked him and walked away with her sword on her back.

It wasn't until the woman walked away that the shaved scholar came back to his senses, and couldn't help shaking his head and said: "It's like, if the light clouds cover the moon, fluttering, like the snow of the wind...... I didn't expect there to be such an outstanding woman in this world. ”

Ji Butcher sneered and snorted: "Reader, shaved head, don't drag the text!"

The shaved scholar smiled: "It's rare to see such a little girl." ”

Ji Butcher rolled his eyes and ignored him.

At this time, the shaved scholar's complexion suddenly changed, and even Butcher Ji restrained his careless appearance and became solemn.

Because in front of him came an old man in a big hat, the old man was very burly, he carried a black fishing rod on his right shoulder, but he dragged a behemoth in his left hand.

It was a white fish bone about 10 zhang long.

The old man walked to the butcher shop and said with a smile: "Dare to ask the two of you, how to get to the Fengxue Building?"

Apparently this is another one asking for directions.

Butcher Ji pointed in the direction of Beique Street, and said calmly: "Just go straight." ”

"The old man thanked you two for showing the way. The old man smiled, and then dragged the white fish bones and left with the fishing rod.

Butcher Ji looked at the back of the old man, clenched the pig-killing knife, released it again, his eyes were dark, and he said to himself: "There are many old immortals, and there are even more who are not afraid of dying!"

Next to him, the shaved scholar carried his hands behind his back, his eyes were gorgeous, and he said softly: "This city ...... The wind and snow are not very peaceful!"