took the money, the stammering monk didn't have a headache anymore, his waist was not sore, and his voice became confident, his hands were on his waist, and he shouted at the group of white shirts with his chest up.

"Over...... Come here, do you want to ...... Asking for money? Give it back to the master for free...... Or what?! ”

This product is like two people before and after, and the instant change in aura makes me and the fat man stunned.

The pink Grandpa Mao seemed to have some kind of magic, and since it appeared, the attitude of the group of white shirts also made a 180-degree turn in an instant.

The big man led by him has changed from the fierce and vicious King Yama just now to a little sheep with a smile on his face.

He ran over like a pug, his happy face was squeezed together, it was even more ugly than crying, and he took the money and laughed.

"Oh, I'll just say it's a misunderstanding! The Buddha can't help it, next time I will set up two tables and apologize to you...... You're going to have to come back a lot......"

He nodded and complimented the stammering monk for a long time, and walked away with the group of younger brothers.

Watching the white shirts leave, the stammering monk blinked his eyes, and in a blink of an eye, he stuck to the root of the wall, and then smeared oil under his feet and wanted to slip away. was grabbed by the back collar of the monk's robe by the fat man, and he stumbled under his feet, and instantly gave him a big horse.

I couldn't laugh or cry. The heart said that money is the fat man's life, if you can slip away, then Comrade Liu Dazhuang is estimated to change his surname to Pig.

Seeing that his trick was recognized, the stammering monk got up from the ground in embarrassment, his face red: "No ...... Unreasonable...... Also, you fat ...... Fat donors don't pull ...... Pull and pull, into ...... What a system! ”

"Pay back!" The fat man sneered, and the expression on his face was rarely serious.

When it came to money, the stammering monk immediately wilted, saying that he had no money now, so why not let us help if he had money.

"Nonsense! Knowing that you don't have any money, you always have your ID card, hand it over! I'll give it to you when it's time to pay it back! "Fat people are categorical.

The stammering monk obviously didn't want to give, his pair of small eyes were rolling around, and in a blink of an eye, he changed his face, straightened his dirty monk's robe, put his hands together in a fake appearance, and said Amitabha, and saluted us.

"Thank you both...... The two young heroes helped, and the little monks and lay people ...... The family name is Sun, and there are many legal names...... Affectionate, but Laoshan has no ...... Wuji Temple hosts the Zhikun ...... The chief disciple under the master's seat, that is in the Jiang ...... On the rivers and lakes is ...... Hey, there's something to say...... It's easy to say, it hurts......"

Before he finished speaking, the fat man reached out and grabbed the pulse, grinning in pain.

Laoshan monk? I almost didn't burst out laughing. I know that Maoshan Taoist priest has also drunk Laoshan Coke, but I have never heard of any Laoshan monks, or Wuji Temple? This guy is bragging about no limits or pretty much!

However, there is nothing wrong with the legal name of this product, "amorous", looking for Sister Xiao not to give money, this behavior can't be more amorous......

The fat man clasped his veins with one hand and secretly worked hard, and at the same time emphasized the ID card again, people don't talk much, they are so handsome!

The amorous master was in pain, and reluctantly took out his ID card and handed it over. The fat man took it in his hand and read softly: "Licang District, grandson ......"

"Little monk layman...... The name of the family is Sun Zhi! No...... Not grandson! The amorous master was furious, and struggled to break free from the fat man's grip, and his face was red and white.

I went up to see it, and this amorous person was indeed from the island city, and he was the same year as me, and he was just twenty years old this year.

The fat man put away his ID card and asked him to write down our phone numbers, and then he was willing to let the amorous master go. Amorous and depressed, he asked why we came here so late? Are you going to the Ximen Night Market?

Seeing me nodding, the amorous master pursed his lips and walked away on his own.

Ever since I encountered the group of demons in Qingfeng Temple, my impression of the Taoist priest can be said to be extremely bad. Now that he has gone through the troubled waters of the amorous master, his impression of the monk has basically become negative.

Alas...... It seems that the sentence is really answered - "It's not that I want to learn badly, it's that the world changes fast".

After this out, by the time the fat man and I came to the legal street where the Ximen Night Market was located, it was already close to one o'clock in the morning.

The street is narrow and not lively. Under the cover of night, people in groups and threes were either leaning against the wall, or a few gathered together to whisper.

The moonlight stretched the figure long, the black shadow seemed to be a ghost, and the faint demonic aura and indescribable smell permeated the bluestone slab under his feet, which was strange and inexplicable.

As soon as we stepped into the street, a black shadow that had been leaning against the corner of the street quietly came around from behind, startling me and the fat man.

On the spot, it was a man in a fancy green jacket, he was not tall, with a beer belly, a pointed and thin face, and his hair was unkempt.

"Hey buddy, do you want good goods?" The man's voice was hoarse, like an old smoker for many years, and he coughed twice from time to time.

From the outside, the people who come look like passers-by, which is much more harmonious than the gloomy environment here. But with the help of the earth's eye, whether it is me or a fat man, I can see at a glance that this person is not a human, but a demon.

But we can only tell that he is a monster, but we can't be sure what kind of monster it is. Because the demonic aura emanating from his body is not heavy, it is obviously deliberately hidden. Sun Wukong's fiery eyes are, but the earth's eyes are not so godly.

Before we came, we knew that the Ximen Night Market was full of people, and when we saw someone talking to us, we wanted to get some information by the way, so we asked him what kind of goods he had.

The jacket came to the spirit, saying that his unique secret recipe is a kind of tough guy powder, strong Yang, solid scriptures, ninety-nine times a night, blowing out of the sky.

Seeing that we were not interested, he began to sell another analgesic and hemostatic pill, saying that it was good to eat a bruise, stomach pain, intestinal cramps, blood in the stool, etc.

Master Bai told us that the monsters that buy and sell at the Ximen Night Market are all self-developed products and are real "specialties".

Recalling the two books of Chinese medicine that Master had asked me to read, I suddenly remembered that the two effects of hedgehog skin are to fix menstruation, stop bleeding, and relieve pain.

We were already tough guys, and we didn't need to stop the pain and stop the bleeding, and we became less interested in what the jacket was, so we looked at him and pestered him to knock on the side, asking about the Yin Pi Talisman.

As soon as the three words Yin Pi Fu came out, the face of the jacket immediately turned cold, and he muttered that he was asking Yin Pi Fu again, and Zhen Tema was unlucky! After that, he ignored us, turned around and left.

I felt strange, and just as I wanted to ask a few more questions, I felt a gust of wind behind me. A dark shadow swept past me and the fat man, and by the time we turned, the man had already run away.

The night was very dark in the early hours of the morning, but I could still vaguely see the man's back: a short woman in an old cardigan......

Coupled with the cold wind she brought up, it was exactly the same as what we experienced at the Chunjiang Teahouse a few days ago. That's right, this person is the mysterious old lady we have been looking for so long!