There is a forest in front of it, and there is a famous green forest.

A slope on the side of the forest, there is a famous yellow slope.

There is a shop on the slope, and there is a famous black shop.

It is said that it is a black store, and the white sign clearly says it.

Black shop.

No one knows within a radius of 100 miles near this black shop, and everyone knows about it, and the drug is dark and fragrant, and the stuffy stick is beaten to kill people and sell steamed buns.

Human meat buns.

"The buns are out of the pot, the skin is big and the filling is thin, come and buy it, it's so fragrant that it's so fragrant that you're dying of people-" A woman with a tall horse and a big face with horizontal meat was sitting at the door and shouting loudly. There was no one on the left and right, but the smell of fragrant meat was bursting. After a while, a short thin man with triangular eyes rubbed over, frowned and said: "Boss, it's better to tear down this signboard, you can see that it is clearly written that who would dare to enter ......the black shop" The woman didn't wait for him to finish, and immediately raised her eyebrows and shouted: "You know a fart! Close the bird's mouth for the old lady!"

This is the green forest and yellow slope here, and the two shopkeepers and men of the husband and wife black shop.

The man's famous old donkey is the head of the old donkey, and the nickname Golden Gun does not fall. The woman's famous work is a little kiss, and people give the nickname "Langli Baitiao". Of course, this is a nickname, a pillow name, and the fun is not enough for outsiders. Seeing that the head of the house turned his face, the old donkey leader really changed his title: "Little kiss, don't be angry, it's cold at the door, it's better to go back to the house-" salivating face approached, the monkey was anxious, moved his hands and feet, and touched the west: "That and that." ”

"Which one?" asked the little kiss knowingly, her eyebrows and eyes were full of spring, and she was very useful when she looked at it.

"That!" the old donkey was impatient, and his heart was itchy and scratchy, and he opened his hand to hug it with a loud roar!

"Horn! Horn!"

Slap. Two heads.

The old donkey head rolled to the ground at the moment, covering his face and rolling around: "I don't care! I don't care! There is no business for ten days and a half months, and I don't let people, let people, it's better to die!" The little kiss sighed, and said tenderly: "It's more than fifty people, and it's broad daylight, how can you be so old and not ashamed, phew!" Seeing that she suddenly softened her tone, the old donkey head was hopeful for a while, and suddenly jumped up and pointed excitedly: "Visitor, visitor! Look! Someone is coming over there!" When the little kiss looked back in surprise, the old donkey jumped up like lightning, and leaned over to copy the "old tree roots"!

"Horn! Horn!"

Another slap in the face. Two shots on the front and back.

The old donkey head rolled down in front of the door again, crying and screaming: "Oh my God, I can't live, I can't live my life!" The little relatives glanced at it and said, "One trick has been used eight hundred times, I'm stupid!" After that, he sighed and changed his smiling face: "Get up, I didn't tell you seriously, our family hung this signboard in order to attract those self-proclaimed heroes, haha! This is called doing the opposite!" It makes sense, it makes sense, the head of the house is really knowledgeable, but the old donkey head does not love the country and only loves the beauty, and the little donkey has not kissed him for several days! The old donkey head just didn't get up, sat on the ground and cried and wiped his tears, just begging the little kiss to be soft for a while to fulfill his heart. The little kiss raised her orchid fingers and suddenly looked shy: "Actually, in fact, people also want to, and they also want to-"

The old donkey leader stopped crying in an instant, and suddenly jumped up and pounced on him with a "hungry dog grabbing": "Dear, dear, my dear!" Seeing that he was so affectionate and persevering, the little donkey finally accepted him: "Donkey! Immediately the two hugged a place, one touched the two, the urgent wide clothes were to be handled on the spot, one pinched two, half pushed and half tired and panting, it was the dry firewood that met the fire, and it seemed like heavy rain falling on the dry land, the wind at the door was cooling and the heart was hot, and then went back to the house to wait, waited, waited, and the spring palace was live, how in broad daylight, how, the white waves tumbled and rolled, the golden gun was majestic and vigorous!

Wuzen opened his mouth and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

For a while, it was in a fog.

Suddenly, a frog jumped up and down, purring twice, as if vomiting.

Wu Chan came back to his senses, shouted and rushed over: "Don't fight, don't fight! I have something to say! Master said that the fight is-"

A thunderclap rose from the ground, startling the two wild mandarin ducks!

The old donkey was eager to try and was waiting for the spear to drive straight in, but he was frightened by this and was so verbose that he gave up. The little kiss pushed it away, quickly straightened his clothes, pulled his sideburns and smiled: "Guest, come-" But I saw that it was a monk, gray fluttering in monk's clothes, flat head and face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and anxious expression: "Don't do it, two donors, look at it, you see that this dress is torn, hey!

The little kiss was stunned, and the old donkey was stunned, and then they looked at each other, and they understood each other for a while.

One says: a good body of meat.

One said: The skin is also good skin!

"Misunderstanding, little master, just now the two of us are making games, making games!" Xiao Qin said affectionately.

"It's a play, it's a play, it's just a play, it's just a play!" the old donkey head said.

"Fart! Who are you playing with? I see if the old lady can't beat you!"

"It's a fart, the lady is not to blame, I am a slip of the tongue, I am confused for a while, and I am confused for a while!" the old donkey leader repeatedly asked for mercy and got up to make a move.

The little kiss took a sip and turned his head with a sweet smile: "Little Master, come into the house quickly, drink hot water first to relieve fatigue!" The old donkey head was generally smiling, courteous and kind: "Little Master, please please, my store is cheap and affordable, I will ensure that you save money and be satisfied!"

Xiao Qin glanced at him and smiled like a happy tiger: "This is a bun." ”

The old donkey looked at him and smiled like a cunning fox: "Meat buns!"

Wu Chan looked left and right, and sighed a long time: "Wu Chan doesn't eat meat, Wu Chan has no money, but Wu Chan is hungry, Wu Zen doesn't know what to do, Wu Chan, Wu Chan-" Wu Chan is hungry, Wu Chan is hungry, Wu Chan seems to have smelled the smell and found it, but here, what can Wu Zen do? ”

The two glanced at each other, and they had a good heart.

One is saying: Passers-by.

One is saying: Silly fat sheep.

When you open your door to do business, you can read so many people! That's right, that's right, a passing monk is a fool!

"Little Master, you don't need money to eat here. ”

"Eat for nothing!"

"Little Master, you can also drink the water here. ”

"Drink for nothing!"

"Little Master, I invite you, just be polite to yourself. ”

"Nothing for all!"

"Let your mother go, go! Go and make noodles, let's steam a big white steamed bun for the little master!"

"Stuffed?"

"Go!

The old donkey went obediently, leaving behind a little kiss like a flower. The little kiss looked back and smiled, full of charm: "Little Master, is the slave family good-looking?" Wuzen glanced at it and nodded: "Good-looking." The voice is loud and sincere, there is no difference between beauty and ugliness in the eyes of Zen, and the people without Zen are indeed not sycophants. The little relatives were happy when they landed and giggled: "Little Master is really a good eye, please please, come into the house!"

No Zen enters the house.

There are three or five tables in the room, seven or eight stools, a bowl and chopsticks, and two wine jars in the corner.

The two of them took their seats, and the little kiss poured a bowl of white water, and said enthusiastically: "Drink water, drink water, the little master thinks he is thirsty!"

Drink it all without Zen.

The little kiss poured another bowl, drank it without Zen, and wiped his mouth: "Thank you to the female benefactor, Wuzen will leave." Then he got up and went out. The little kiss grabbed it and frowned: "I haven't eaten yet, how can I leave?" Wuzen laughed and said: "Wuzen knows, you are doing business, but Wuchan has no money on you, and Wuchan can't eat your food for nothing, that's it, go." The little kiss shook his head again and again, the little kiss insisted on staying, the little kiss would not let him go, and the little kiss hadn't given him the big white steamed bun with the ingredients......

"I know that my husband and wife are well-known kind-hearted people in the nearby ten miles and eight towns, and they are dedicated to the Buddha, and they have exclusive free food to worship a monk like you, this is doing good deeds, this is the great virtue of Amitabha-" The little kiss is really knowledgeable, and the stupid monk was stunned for a moment in three or two sentences, and Wu Zen said happily: "Yes? Yes?" The little kiss nodded, and pulled him to sit down again: "Yes, yes, yes, there is no mistake, the little master ate a meal, which is to accumulate my great merit!"

"Haha, yes, the benefactor is a good person, Amitabha-"

Both of them were, smiling.

It's not too late.

The white mist rises in the house, like a fairyland!

A drawer of big white steamed buns, fragrant and hot!

Wuzen gulped and ate big, and his mouth was crooked with joy: "Hahahaha, it's delicious!"

Both of them stepped back, and they were both terrified for a moment.

Corner.

"How much?"

"Eighteen!"

"How, how, why not fall!"

"Strange things, strange things! I obviously added it, a lot, a lot!"

"Still taking it, isn't it?

"That, that, won't you lose it!"

"How many?"

"Hurry, yes, no more. ”

Eat it in one drawer, a full twenty-six!

The two looked at each other, each in horror for a moment.

Wuzen touched his belly and took a long suffocation: "Hehe, this steamed bun tastes a little weird, but it's still very good, good, delicious, eat!" Suddenly, his eyes were dizzy, and his eyes were full of brilliance, this feeling was that Wuzen had never had it, and then his eyelids fell and darkness hit, and when he was crumbling, he seemed to hear it in his ears-

"Pour! Pour!"