In the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain, in a small house in the seventh peak, there is a fat man, who is lying comfortably on the bed, with a chicken leg in his mouth, opening his mouth to bite down but letting go, as if enjoying this tearing and delicious feeling. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since the fat monk returned to Maoshan, he has no intention of returning to Longyin Temple at all, nonsense... When I went back, I ate cabbage and radish all day long, and I didn't leave if I was killed.

And the excuse used is very simple, that is, Yan Feng owes him 1,000 and ten roast chickens, and he will finish eating them before leaving.

This reason makes people laugh and cry, but it can't be refuted.

This roast chicken, naturally, it is impossible for Yan Feng to get it, but it is not a big deal for Si Nanlie, and he instructed the cooks below to send three roast chickens to the fat monk in one day.

In this way, this dead fat man has to eat chicken in Maoshan for a whole year.

It's really incomprehensible, eating roast chicken all day long, how can this dead fat man never get tired of eating...

At this time, it was noon, and the fat monk was killing a roast chicken sent by the disciples below, watching the sky outside the window getting dark, and muttering, this is a good day, why do you say that it is dark.

But... It's okay if it's dark, go to bed early.

For the fat monk, there are only three major hobbies in this life, eating, sleeping lazy, and the little sister... It's just that the third one has not yet had the opportunity to be vigorously developed.

One bite of the chicken leg in his mouth was half, and the fat monk lay down and ate like this, not afraid of choking to death.

At this moment, there was a bang, and the door of the house exploded, causing the fat monk to jump up from the bed in a fright, followed by a violent cough.

Dressed in a white robe, with long gray hair, Yan Feng's face carried a cold and murderous intent.

Glancing at the fat monk, there was a cold meaning in his voice: "Follow me to a place!"

The figure swept directly over the fat monk, and in an instant, there was no one in the room, only a chicken leg that had been gnawed nearly half fell on the bed.

Above the sky, Yan Feng held the fat monk in one hand and cut through the heavens and the earth.

The fat monk in his hand struggled desperately, his face flushed, and he kept clutching his neck.

Yan Feng stared slightly, and then a cultivation power came out of his hand, and in an instant, the fat monk coughed violently, and a piece of chicken was directly clicked out.

"Uncle, I choked the Buddha to death, I said Yan Shi, what are you doing in such a hurry?!"

"Yin and Yang Ghost City. ”

Yan Feng glanced at the fat monk beside him and said lightly.

He wants to go to the Yin Yang Ghost Market, of course, he can't kill it openly, with his strength, he definitely can't do it, if he uses ordinary methods to pass through the entrance, he will definitely be discovered by the people of the ghost market, so Yan Feng thought of the fat monk, with his immunity to the power of the enchantment, he should be able to avoid the detection of the ghost market.

As soon as he heard the Yin Yang Ghost Market, the fat monk suddenly wilted: "Master Yan, you can go, what are you doing with the Buddha, I am a monk." ”

"Don't shout, I'll give you a thousand more roast chickens when it's over. ”

Yan Feng didn't have the leisure to quarrel with the fat monk, anyway, this dead fat man has this character, he said no, but his body is very honest.

"Okay, Buddha, I'll reluctantly accompany you on a trip. ”

Hearing the roast chicken, this thing suddenly changed his mouth, and he looked like he couldn't go to death before, but now he agrees.

The figure galloped above the sky, Yan Feng stared at the earth, and suddenly his figure stopped, his eyes glowing with golden light.

"Master Yan, why did your hair change this color? Did you go to dye your hair? It's not the Buddha I said, those hair dyes really hurt the body, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Feng pressed the fat monk and went straight to a place in the mountain stream.

"I'm not done yet!"

This is a small waterfall, the water flows from the land of ten zhang, splashing on the bluestone of the mountain stream, the water splashes in all directions, the figure of Yan Feng and the fat monk is to appear in front of this waterfall, the small horn on the shoulder, pointing to the waterfall at the moment and shouting.

"Gadget, what are you talking about?" the fat monk saw that Xiaojiao was calling, and was curious, and wanted to touch Xiaojiao's head with his hand, which had just reached over.

The snap of the card... The little horn bit him directly, and suddenly a pig-like sound howled in this mountain stream, startling the birds in the forest one after another.

Yan Feng didn't pay attention to it, but stared at the flowing waterfall in front of him, in his Haotian eyes, within the waterfall, there is a rich spatial flow, if you guessed correctly, after this waterfall, it should be an entrance to the Yin Yang Ghost City.

Yan Feng turned his head to look at the fat monk, whether it was the entrance or not, just try it and know.

grabbed the fat monk's shoulder, and the figure rushed directly into the waterfall, but the moment the two touched the waterfall, a golden light flashed on the fat monk's body, and the two disappeared in an instant.

Under the waterfall, the water is still splashing, and the crisp sound rejects this mountain forest, and from time to time a few beasts cross over this mountain stream.

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Under this Kyushu continent, there is a territory of tens of millions of miles, known as Yongchang immortal, here, by the world, called the Yin and Yang Ghost City.

For thousands of years, no one knows where this ghost city came from, and even when it appeared.

However, compared to the ghost city, under this ghost city, there is still a world that exists, and this world is called the shadow world!

The person who knows the existence of this shadow world is either a person from the shadow world, or an existence at the pinnacle of the world, otherwise it is impossible to know at all.

As the name suggests, the film world, like a phantom shadow, was born with Kyushu.

Of course, this name is only for those who know the existence of the film world, and the vast majority of people do not know the existence of the film world.

The shadow world, the whole world, existence is like fragments, and everything is in a vague state, like the shadow of the human world, trembling and moving from time to time.

And in the most central place of this world, in the sky, there is a group of palaces floating in it.

In this palace complex, there is a palace in a remote location, and in it, there are two people.

Fang Mu sat cross-legged in this hall, looking at the cloud and moon in front of him.

"Arrest me, this is your idea for the young master of yin and yang. Fang Mu's face was calm, and he didn't have any other expression.

"Old guy, you look like this now, and you still have to pretend to be a master in front of me? Believe it or not, I'll kill you with one palm right now?!"

Yun Yue looked at Fang Mu's calm appearance and said angrily.

"Oh?"

Fang Mu smiled faintly: "If I remember correctly, the young master of Yin and Yang said before leaving, if I am missing a single hair, you are the only one who asks." ”

"You...!"

Yunyue, with a gloomy face, but she can't say anything, the young master of yin and yang that she is serving now is completely strange, with a strange personality, who smiled at you in the last second, maybe chopped you directly in the next second.

He has seen a lot of this kind of thing outside of these days.

It was also by chance that he heard about his grievances with Yan Feng, and his heart suddenly rose, thinking that he could use this incident to become his confidant.

But he didn't expect that in the end, he would let himself look at Fang Mu and not let himself move him at all.

This nest of gas... Yunyue couldn't help but think of the days when she was a ghost outside, and compared to now, it was not a level at all.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and Yun Yue walked out of the palace directly.

With an indifferent smile on his face, Fang Mu looked out of the hall, the world like a piece of paper, his hand, pinching his fingers and calculating something.