Author: Miao Sister

Preface:

The essence of creation: the world is chaotic, but the stupid nature of human beings normalizes it and produces order. The essence of order is stupidity, because it is far removed from the noble heart of man.

If each episode is based on the previous episode, it is not a real plot, and the real plot comes from the heart, based on feelings and not memories. Memories themselves are false.

One: Lord Abbot

The abbot got on the train with a palm-sized jasper pavilion girl in his hand. The carriage full of crows and phoenixes crowded every corner of the carriage, and I saw that the crows came up and pecked at the abbot with their sharp beaks. The abbot frowned, made a seal on the train with both hands, and suddenly raised a big cow and slammed into the crow.

The abbot smiled proudly and was full of spring breeze. At this moment, 500 beers shot at the abbot's head one after another, and as soon as he reached the top of the abbot's head, he stopped steadily, and poured delicious and clear beer down like a waterfall. Cool!

The abbot rushed forward with a bulging stomach to grab the big bug uncle who shot out the beer.

The uncle himself is a huge soft green and green 1.8 meter big insect, I saw the big insect wearing a straw hat, and his whole face shouted in the shadow of the black bula: "Hahahaha!" Friends! Long time no see! You're still so good at drinking! ”

The abbot plunged a knife into the neck of the big insect, and when he twisted it, the head on the big insect's neck fell out, and the carriage was suddenly crawling with insects. The little girl opened her eyes wide and asked, "Why did you kill him?" ”

The abbot replied: "Obviously you want to smash me to death with beer, what kind of old friend!" I'd rather the people of the world bear me than the people of the world! ”

The bugs all over the carriage wriggled, the cleaning aunt roared, and the carriage exploded. Everyone was blown up to different corners of the area.

I saw a few fallen hands undulating and crawling forward, hands, heads, and feet gathered separately. The abbot stood up again and spat out the sand in his mouth. Riding on a small tricycle, the continent is flat and stretches forward.

Two: A girl with a big palm

Preface: No careful observation of life can improve the writing itself. Writing is to write as writing, to stand within a work and write a work. Life, fools will observe, and the depth is in deep thought, and the result is in the work. Don't be misunderstood by the saying that art comes from life. Art does not come from life, art comes from artistic creation itself. Everything else is false.

"How old is the little girl?"

The abbot asked the little girl he was holding in his right hand.

"In the next ..... in the next, I will be eighty years old this year." The little girl muttered shyly.

"Eighty years old! Die! ”

I saw the abbot slash at the girl, and the knife was pulled out from behind, and the direction of the blade was the little girl the size of the palm of his hand.

The little girl took an inch to the left on a large rock, and actually flashed the huge murderous aura of the blade.

"I thought you were a little girl! So you're an old woman! As he spoke, the abbot took out pots and pans from his backpack and started to make fried chicken.

This person only cuts people once in his life, and dies when he dies after a knife, and he doesn't bother to cut anymore if he doesn't die. This is the temper of an old monk.

The little girl integrates the aura of the squirrel of the world's five mountains, and no matter how fast the world's knife moves are, they will definitely not be able to cut her at all. This is the little girl's ability.

I was going to make fried chicken, but the abbot made a basket of steamed buns when he hit it crookedly! Originally, I was going to make steamed buns, but the old monk struck again and steamed out a cage of good-looking women, and as soon as the lid of the pot was opened, I saw the women dancing in unison, thunder and lightning.

The abbot took the little girl and danced with the girls in the steamer. A woman in front of him was beautiful, holding a pipa and playing the beautiful "Crow Song", and the abbot moved his heart and took out the collector's ring in his backpack to propose.

The woman gently raised her eyebrows, unparalleled beauty. Promised. The abbot danced around the woman all night, and he was happy to die.

At dawn the next day, breakfast was the women in the steamer. Dipped in vinegar and soy sauce, the garlic juice dregated with the sake is delicious, and the abbot is full of praise.

Halfway through eating, I became thirsty.

"Go get us some water."

The abbot said to the woman with the size of his palm.

When she came back from fetching water, the woman told the abbot that a fierce wolf was guarding the well and that she couldn't get close for five hundred rounds of fighting. The abbot was furious, wiped his mouth, and quickly ran to see the girl with the size of a palm.

The two of them walked halfway and saw that the lights were bright in front of them, and it turned out that they had entered the encirclement of the wolves at this moment. The wolves already knew that one of them would come, so they hid themselves with eggs and scarecrows that they had arranged for them to cover. The wolves surrounded the abbot: "I can't let you drink the water from the well, you blew up our family." This enmity is not shared. “。

"Don't share the sky! Then you live or die! As he spoke, the abbot gathered the weaker woman in his hand and threw it out like lightning, turning into a lightning marten, and this mink was free to pinch around the wolf's body like a fool, finding the right time to bite the wolf's heart. As soon as the heart dodged, he was actually bitten by a wolf.

Suddenly, an egg stood up on the ground, staggered and filled with liquid and exploded. Dense chicks popped out of the eggs, and the sky was suddenly covered. The abbot and the little girl with a big palm were surrounded by chickens, and the abbot said, "If you want to rush, you have to rush now, and if you are late, you will be pecked to death!" ”

Riding a lightning marten: "Rush! "Rush out of the flock of chickens and kill them. Chicken feathers are flying all over the sky. The two took this opportunity to go to the well, take a bowl of water, and walked away.

The abbot returned to a women's steamer and gulped down the fresh spring water to eat the rest of the women.

Three falls

The big girl in the palm gave the abbot a delicate and charming look, pressing the third rib on her back again and again. It turned out that I injured the gorgeous skeleton in my back during the battle with the big bad wolf yesterday.

The girl with the big palm jumped vigorously and happily. The abbot lay down quietly like a koala asleep. All the while, the kangaroo jumped from a distance and punched the abbot into the sky, lying on the abbot's stone and lazily basking in the sun.

The abbot woke up in mid-air, but closed his eyes calmly. The palm-sized girl carried the abbot's flesh and pulled it upwards with her feet on the air, and then slowly fell into the boat.

The soft sun is clear, and the green boat is over the ten thousand mountains.