The drunken wind suddenly 'confessed', making the whole bar suddenly quiet.

Then there was the sound of heckling and cheers and screams.

In a special atmosphere, people's bottom line and morality will always be lowered to a very low level.

And the drunken wind who drank fake wine also took advantage of the wine and medicinal properties, and flew onto the stage in the wind.

First, he cooperated with the dancer to do a few bewitching movements.

Then, only a few commotions were heard, and the costume on his body was quickly lifted by himself.

Bai Huahua stood on the stage and began his performance.

There was chaos on stage.

The audience is also dancing with demons.

At the same time, countless videos have also been circulated through the Internet.

This kind of restrictive video, when watched by minors, will be automatically mosaiced.

With a bang, the door was pushed open.

Another bald head walked in.

This time, the bald head attracted the attention of almost all women, and some men of unknown orientation.

This is a very good-looking monk who was born.

And beside the monk, followed by a beautiful young lady with dyed purple hair.

In these years, ugly men and ugly women are basically about to become extinct.

With genetic adjustment and beauty devices, as well as a variety of beauty equipment, almost no one is ugly.

It's just that some people will highlight the difference, go to the hospital or beauty salon, and adjust their appearance to something close to the range of ugly, weird, and handsome.

And the reason why this monk and this purple-haired young lady are attractive is that they have a different temperament.

The new monk is naturally a precept.

He was invited by Yunlang.

Compared to the 'slow progress' of the precepts.

The clouds and waves that have only been in this world for three days have already mixed up like a fish in water.

It can even be said that this world is more like the natal life of Yunlang.

The openness to certain concepts is still weak, so that Yunlang can give full play to his 'strengths'.

Even if you don't look at anything else, just at his unusual cannon, there are countless little sisters, little sisters and little sisters-in-law who are willing to go to Wushan with her.

"Why did you come with me?" Passing through the crowd and passing by those eyes that seemed to be eating people, Jielu asked in a low voice to the young lady he met for the second time.

This young lady is the young lady who was dressed as Heizhen during the last live broadcast offline ceremony.

"Because the little monk you are good-looking and smell sweet. I couldn't help but want to follow you, then. The young lady gently stretched her face to Jielu's ear, and then whispered, "Eat you!"

Jielu was tense.

Although what the young lady said was like a joke.

But Jielu didn't think it was a joke at all.

Suddenly, for a moment, he sensed danger in the young lady.

"Who are you?" Jie Lu turned his head and stared at the young lady who was walking with him.

The young lady turned her head, with a mysterious smile on her face, and said slowly: "I am the flower of the other side, and it is also the yellow spring water, the sorrow that people leave in the underworld, and the grievances of the unjust ghosts in hell, I am Meng Po!"

"What!" Jielu tensed all over, almost didn't directly explode the Buddha Yuan, and the whole person flew out.

There are always some existences in this world, which seem to be very powerful, but also seem to be very ordinary, as if they are full of legends, but they don't seem to be like this.

It's like the old moon, like the old mother of Li Shan, just like Meng Po.

According to Chu He's guess.

These beings may be the incarnations of the saints of the previous era who remained in these three realms.

They exist only to get some mental throbbing in some of the most intense emotional conflicts, so as to keep themselves alive.

So the old man is in charge of marriage.

His red rope can even arbitrarily bind mortals and immortals together.

Meng Po, on the other hand, stood on the road of death and looked at the past lives of all the ghosts.

"I'm kidding, my name is Zhao Xiaoqi, you can just call me Xiaoqi. The young lady said with a smile.

Jielu didn't think so.

He felt scared and wanted to get out of the way.

But the clouds and waves have already come up.

When he saw the young lady beside Jielu, he gave Jielu a thumbs up and said the word 'service'.

There are clouds and waves, and the atmosphere on the wine table is very good.

Some girls and little brothers around came to talk, but they were all persuaded by Yunlang in a few words, and there was no conflict at all.

The ancient Qinglou with an imperfect legal system can be mixed like a fish in water.

Not to mention modern?

Smack!

The drunken wind threw himself back on the couch.

is still red and covered with white meat, drunk and screaming.

The noise and glitz of the bustle pass by in the flickering lights and passing shadows.

After a lively scene, Jielu was pulled to the bathroom by Zhao Xiaoqi. In the surrounding corners, there are many people who want to vent their hormones, and they don't care about other young people, the sound of cats meowing, suppressing their voices, one after another.

However, when you go inside and enter the bathroom, each of the independent small single rooms here is fully soundproofed.

Moreover, the single room is also very thoughtfully arranged with shaped metal plates, which can be changed according to the requirements.

Just remember to flush when you leave.

In the small single room, Zhao Xiaoqi lay in Jielu's arms, gently drawing Jielu's heart with his fingers.

"Now, little monk, do you want to have some excitement?"

Jielu was in an excited and complicated mood at this time.

From Chu He's memory, he knew that there was a behavior called 'beep beep'.

He's always wanted to try.

However, this Zhao Xiaoqi in front of him was a little weird, and he didn't dare to touch it.

"What's wrong, are you scared?" Zhao Xiaoqi asked in a low voice with a hint of purple in his eyes.

Jielu strengthened his courage, held the willow waist, and said lightly: "Amitabha, come here, the little monk is not afraid." ”

After that, under the seat of the big horse golden knife, he pulled Zhao Xiaoqi to 'embrace and kill'.

Zhao Xiaoqi slid away flexibly, and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, then find me first!"

"Found you?" Jielu didn't understand.

I saw a vast expanse of yellow sand suddenly appear under my feet.

When I looked up again, I had already changed into a gloomy and chaotic canopy.

Everything around him is no more, only with himself, safe and sound.

"Changing the world in an instant, could it be that she is really Meng Po?" Jielu held a bright lamp in his hand, and the bright light flickered to disperse the yin qi that was swarming around.

This is the lamp of the mind given to him by the Buddha, which has the effect of illuminating the heart and dispelling evil spirits.

Where the lights shine, follow the yellow sand and go deeper.

I saw that between the rolling yellow sand, there was a long murky river running through the whole lonely and thin world.

And on both sides of the murky river, there are bright red flowers on the other side.

"On Huangquan Road, flowers bloom on the other side. Flowers bloom for a thousand years, flowers fall for a thousand years, and flowers and leaves are never seen. This is Huangquan Road? I entered the underworld?" Jielu was on guard, with the Buddha's light shining behind his head, and the glazed light flashing all over his body, revealing his appearance.

In the era of the end of the law, all ghosts disappeared together.

Therefore, Huangquan Road is particularly lonely at this time.

Jielu walked past the flowers on the other side and stood on the bank of the murky river.

I saw that on the other side of the river, there was a strange building.

The earthy yellow appearance, decorated with large scarlet lanterns, in such an environment, shows a little weird, a little weird, and a trace of weirdness.