Riverside.

A fat-headed, big-eared man sits in a tavern.

The table was full of chickens, ducks, and fish, and from time to time he picked up the wine on the ground and drank two sips.

The people around me kept pointing and pointing.

The man didn't care what the people around him thought.

These days, eat one bite less!

I don't know what my master thinks, so I have to let myself follow a monk to learn scriptures.

Monks are not allowed to eat meat, drink alcohol, or marry wives.

This is simply embarrassing my old pig!

"Xiao Er will give me another pot of wine, and three chickens and ducks will come each!"

Pig Gang shouted.

These meats are really one bite less, so it's better to eat more now.

"Objective, it's not too early, do you want to-" Xiao Er nodded and stepped forward with a smile.

"Knock~"

A golden ingot is placed on the table.

"Hey, I'll give it to you!"

Xiao Er nodded suddenly.

"Cut~"

The corners of Zhu Gangguan's mouth hooked up with a touch of disdain.

No matter how many years have passed, the human race in the mortal world is still the same!

Immediately, Pig Gang looked at the painted boat on the river.

The antique painting boat slowly drifts on the river, elegant like a swan, and like a pavilion of young ladies, which makes people yearn for it.

The seven spider spirits are in this boat.

After these seven spider spirits left, he followed these spider spirits here, and what made Pig Gangguan feel funny was-

These seven spider spirits actually went straight into the painting boat and became a few Qingqi people, and their reputation was still very big.

Whenever I think of this, Pig Gang Can't help but want to laugh.

What about the one who said okay to eat Tang monk meat?

What do you mean by going straight to the brothel?

To be honest, Zhu Gangguan is really a little skeptical about whether the brains of these monsters are normal.

Can they still expect a monk to go to a brothel to find them?

It's got pig brains!

Immediately, Zhu Gangguan's expression paused.

Pig brains?

Aren't they pig brains, they shouldn't even be as good as pig brains!

Thinking about it, the pig just took a sip of wine.

Wait, who's that?

Suddenly, Pig Gangguan's eyes looked in the direction of the boat.

There—

A bald monk and a boy in brocade walked straight towards the painting boat.

"Objectively, your wine and food are here!"

Xiao Er came over with wine and food, but was surprised to find that the other party had disappeared at some point, and scratched his head a little confused.

......

"Second sister, did you think the monk would come?"

The yellow-clothed spider cut her hair, looked at the orange-clothed spider essence, and asked with some confusion.

"Our Huang'er is naturally beautiful, and it has long been spread under the spread of that group of people, you only know that Chen Xuanzang is the reincarnation of the golden cicada, I'm afraid you don't know that the golden cicada also has a pen name Jiang Liuer.

Do you know that Jiang Liuer's poetry collection is a poem that is popular in Chang'an City, which was written by Chen Xuanzang. The orange-clothed spider spirit said with a smug expression.

I only heard the news after inquiring about it for a long time.

"Wow~ I didn't expect this golden cicada to be reincarnated so talented!"

The purple-clothed spider spirit on the side exaggerated.

"Of course, not only is he talented, but I've also heard that the other party is very handsome. ”

The orange-clothed spider spirit looked at the other little spider spirits in the room who were already dizzy and eager to see Xuanzang soon, with a smile on their faces.

"Alright, it's almost time for today's performance—"

The delicate nose couldn't help but sniff.

"What a smell, it's so fragrant!" said the purple-clothed spider spirit with even more eyes shining.

"Sisters, he's coming!"

ps: Here's a bunch of nonsense, I hope I can take a look at it patiently.

I just flipped through the chapters in front of me.,I really don't know why it's blocked so much.,Missing chapters and few words.,To be honest.,It's very boring to write.。

The results of this book at the beginning were actually good, but as I said earlier, I was positioned as driving + complaining about the article.

Then the general environment changed, and for a while I didn't dare to write those things, I didn't know what I was writing about, and I was tired, especially when I saw so many shields every day.

To be honest, the industry is not like how much real estate can bring to the country, it is estimated that in the eyes of some people, it is probably an industry that can be lost, and it doesn't matter much if it collapses, anyway, it has little impact.

The chapter I applied for some time ago has been lifted, and I haven't been unbanned yet, so I guess I won't be able to get out.

I don't know when this gust of wind will pass.

From today, it will be updated with fate, and there is no charge for chapters, and the number of words will also be updated with fate.

Let's see if the demon wind can pass in two months.,This book can't be driven, to be honest, I'm very tired from writing.,The tone has changed, and I can't write it.。

With the update of fate, life and death are bearish, and he stepped on the accelerator and let it go.

I don't charge money anyway, that's probably it