The old donkey head is holding a large kitchen knife, and the little one is holding a boning knife.

The two looked at each other, and they both thought they were hell.

- Zen Wuzen lies upright on the board.

You try again!

Slash with a knife, snatch the sound!

And the flesh and skin were intact, and the blade fell with only a flash of golden light.

Immortals, monsters, aliens, two people are stupid.

The little kiss stabbed it with a knife, looked at it again, and finally sighed: "King Kong is not bad." The old donkey's head was verbose, and the sweat came out again: "King Kong is not bad? Could it be that he is—"

The two glanced at each other, and Qi Qi exclaimed in shock: "Nanshan Zen Sect!"

Yes, Nanshan Zen, it is Nanshan Zen. There are many Buddhist temples all over the world, and it is common to see the warrior monks who practice this golden skill. However, the monks who have cultivated to this point at a young age can only come from the famous thousand-year-old temple, Nanshan Zen Buddhism. Foreign objects do not invade, the golden body has to stand, this is clearly the realm of entering the Hinayana room! Not to say it, the two people present were both Jiangyang thieves in their early years, and once they withdrew from the rivers and lakes hand in hand, and opened this small black shop incognito, martial arts have been abandoned for many years, but this little eyesight is still there-

"Dumb monk!"

The two of them shouted in unison again, and then saw that their faces changed color!

"Boss!" The old donkey head said in a panic: "Say it quickly, what should you do with him?" The little donkey's hands trembled, and the knife couldn't hold it steadily for a while: "Then you need to say! Quickly carry it out, don't wait for him to wake up!" The old donkey head let out a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat: "Fortunately, he didn't move, the catastrophe was not cast, and don't panic, the medicine has just attacked!" The little kiss patted his chest, but he was also relieved: "Once a snake bites, ten years afraid of the well rope, said that the dumb monk Dinghai back then, that is ah, my mother!" At this time, Wuchan sat up straight, his eyes wide as if he were a corpse: "Huh, where is this?"

The two of them looked straight at the past, trembling and shivering!

Wu Chan opened his mouth to look left and right, and said with a blank expression: "Where is this? How did Wu Chan lie here? Strange and strange, Wu Chan never lies down to sleep, it's really strange!" The little relatives first relieved themselves and quickly hid the knife behind their backs: "The little master is asleep, and the two of us will carry the little master here uh, rest and rest!" The old donkey head then tucked the kitchen knife and forced a smile: "Yes, yes, that's right! I think the little master is too tired to travel, so——"

Wu Chan listened and nodded again and again, but his heart was still very strange! Wu Chan really always sat and sit, and it was broad daylight, and it was the first time that Wu Chan had been in such a scene, strange and strange, why was this? Wu Chan couldn't figure it out, Wu Chan found that his head was still groggy and his heart was a little confused, Wu Chan had never felt this way, strange and strange, why is this? Wu Chan thought about it so much that he couldn't figure it out at all, but when he saw that the two kind donors were full of smiles and said in unison, it didn't take long for Wu Chan to completely believe what they said. Wu Zen didn't care, patted his head, and said, "Strange smell! Strange smell! What kind of strange smell is this?"

Wu Chan looked around, there was rice, flour and grain, the smell of rice and noodles was musty, it was dark and cold all around, and there was a pungent and unique smell! Wu Chan was at a loss, Wu Zen only felt disgusted, this kind of smell Wu Zen didn't seem to have smelled, it was really strange today, Wu Chan had encountered a lot of strange things, why is this? Why is this why Wu Chan is suddenly afraid, suddenly wants to escape, and suddenly wants to shed tears, this is ......

This is the breath of blood, which no Zen does not know.

Wu Chan pointed out, "What's that?"

There were a few bamboo poles, hanging a few white miserable things, windless, flat and hanging there motionless.

"It's good to teach the little master to know, that's the drawer cloth!" said the little kiss smiled sweetly.

"Yes, steamed buns, steamed buns!" the old donkey nodded heavily.

Yes, yes, Wuzen smiled and nodded suddenly.

I didn't even realize it, it was, tears!

On the hillside, in front of the store.

"Little Master, walk slowly—"

"Little Master, have a nice trip—"

The two shouted and waved their hands, one smiled and kissed, and the other nodded and nodded, their faces were reluctant to stay. Wu Chan turned back again, bowed down and saluted: "Thank you two donors, thank you very much, good people and good people Amitabha-" There are too many good people in the world, and it is not too much to be grateful, yes, Wu Chan ate their food, Wu Chan drank their water, they were generous and polite, they were courteous and thoughtful, and Wu Chan could not be repaid, Wu Zen was grateful to Dade. Wu Zen is gone, Wu Zen is still gone, Wu Zen doesn't want to stay in this place for a while, it's a strange place, Wu Zen doesn't know where it's strange, Wu Zen only knows that staying here is uncomfortable, and there is always something strange in my heart.

Why is that?

The faint back was faint, until the light disappeared.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the skin is also good. ”

The two sighed and returned to the store, sitting opposite each other, speechless for a while.

After a while, the old donkey leader sneered: "It doesn't matter what Nanshan Zen Buddhism he is, hmph! If it is according to me, he will be turned over and chopped into meat puree, anyway, he will not know it!" The little kiss chirped: "Everyone is gone, you are very capable, I bah! Who was so frightened that he almost peed his pants!" The old donkey man laughed and laughed, and hummed again: "I see that King Kong is not bad, but it is just like that, hum, it is very easy to break, very easy!"

"How?"

"Eyes, ears, nose and tongue, nothing can be entered! Hmph, discipline him to be deaf, dumb and blind, and even hook out the liver and sausage for him!" the old donkey head gestured with his hands and said with a cruel smile. The little kiss took another sip, as if smiling: "You vicious donkey thing, why don't you say cut it off for him and soak your jar of three-whip wine?"

"Donkey!"

"I'm going to—"

"Don't-"

"If you want it, I want it!" "Don't want it, don't want it!" "If you don't want it?" "Don't want it, just want it!" "If you want it, just say it!" "Say it to people!" "Kiss my kiss!" "Meat numb, flesh numb, flesh numb!" "Meat numb, you don't like to listen to it!" "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!" "Let's go back to the house and go to bed first!" "It's the same with this table!" "You're not afraid of someone coming!" "Who will come just after leaving!" "Kiss, kiss, kiss, my kiss!" Donkey, donkey, you're a donkey!"

......

This time it's called: The unlucky monk broke the good thing, and the bitter mandarin duck bloomed for the second time.

Not to mention that the golden gun does not fall this time how to fight the waves in the white stripes, just say that the world is so big that there are no surprises, and the things in the world are no coincidence, saying that this black shop has not seen anyone for ten days and a half months, and I don't want to think that the front foot monk has just sent away, but I didn't expect the back foot guest to come in again: "The shop!" If no one next to a person strode in: "A drawer of buns, two jars of good wine, come up quickly!" His voice was rough and hoarse, like sawing iron and stone! The poor old donkey head is on the arrow, and he was frightened by this, and he was so frightened that he was ~ "It's useless!" the little kiss pushed it away, her face full of displeasure!

The old donkey head screamed and lifted his pants and jumped up: "You bastard! I didn't see hey, hey-" The little kiss kicked it open, and said in a vicious voice: "Go and make noodles! Steamed buns! Add fierce ingredients!" The old donkey leader looked at it helplessly, and climbed up and walked away. The little kiss scratched his head and gestured, and looked back and smiled sweetly: "Guest, the buns outside are cold, and drink a glass of wine, the slave family will give you a hundred years of good wine!"

The man sat with his back and laughed, "Very good! Very good!"

After a while, the wine came up, and the man drank to himself.

Drink eighteen bowls in a row.

Dry in one bite.

The little kiss poured him a few bowls at the beginning, while secretly looking at it.

After a while, he slowly slipped into the back room.

After a while, the buns came up, white and fragrant, steaming.

The skin is thin, the filling is big!

"Ye Tai is slow to use, Ye Tai is slow to use. The two of them nodded and smiled with smiles on their faces, and waited together.

They all shuddered.

Qi Qi looked at a black stick on the table.

The man took a bite, shook his head, took another bite, sighed, and seemed dissatisfied.

The two glanced at each other, and their faces had changed greatly!

There was silence for a while.

Half a day.

The man sighed: "Ecstasy wine can't lose the soul, human flesh is not added to human flesh, serious business is not done seriously, but the good fat sheep is let go, this-" said and turned sideways, looking straight at the two: "Dare to ask the two of you, how did your black shop open?"

"Plop!"

There was a sound, and the two of them fell to their knees together!

The little kiss burst into tears and wept silently: "Uncle Yan raised his noble hand, spare his life, spare his life——"

The old donkey head was also in tears, kowtowing again and again: "Please also ask Uncle Yan to be merciful, the two of us have always been good people and good people, good people——"

The man laughed, grabbed the wine jar and poured two mouthfuls: "Heh!

There was a muffled sound, and one of the good people burst into the brain, and slowly fell to the ground, and there was no sound again.

"Ahh

Another good person screamed in fear, and his chubby face was still splashed with red and white things!

The man got up and laughed with a stick: "I want to teach your family to know that it is Yan Zhao, Yan Beige!"

Before the laughter fell, he walked away.

The little relatives stared at the two big eyes in horror, and looked at the empty doorway for a long time—

Forgot to cry again.

Sure enough, it was him!

How?

The little relatives knelt on the ground and looked to the side, the old donkey's corpse was dead on the spot, and he couldn't die anymore, trembling his hands touched his face, and he felt a sticky white brain, and there was no one left and right, there was silence all around, only the wind, and the wind blew the door creaky softly. Is this a dream, this is clearly not a dream, the little relatives want to cry, want to cry but can't cry, I don't know whether to say that life is bitter or happy-

The rumors are true.

Yan Beige never touched women, and Yan Beige never killed women.

The little kiss took a long breath and slowly climbed up.

This is a kind of misfortune of its own, but fortunately he left his life! It is better to die than to live, and the old donkey leader said no, and it is gone.

The little relatives themselves will not be martyred......

Yan Tragic Song!

"Little kiss, little kiss, little kiss, little kiss—"

Suddenly, the sound fluttered slightly, like a smile, more like a ghost! The little relatives were startled, and suddenly raised their heads—

But I saw that there was a big gray gecko lying on the roof at some point!

Kind of people!

The man's limbs were long, the man's eyebrows were thin, and the man's eyes were thin, and the man grinned and showed a mouthful of fine white teeth: "I want to teach your family to know, my name is Awu, dart Awu." "Strange man! Strange name! Unexpectedly, there is still a helper, and it is difficult to escape in the end! The little kiss immediately flew back with a fierce spirit, and the fat body was also flexible and fast! I only heard a swish in front of me, and the afterglow fell was a steel dart from Xue Liang! The little kiss twisted his body sideways in mid-air, and the dart swished straight to the neck: "It's dangerous! It's dangerous! Fortunately, he has a kung fu foundation, this weird man——"

Only in the blink of an eye, the wind in his ears rose again, and he didn't think that Awu's body was already extremely fast, and his body swept past with the steel dart in his hand! At this time, Xiao Qinqin's eyes still fell on the steel dart: "Ah-" He could only exclaim, and watched as the white and slender fingers gently copied the steel dart, and gently stabbed into his throat: "Woo." ”

As soon as he screamed, he lost his voice!

Sure enough, Awu.

People are faster than darts, darts Awu.

In broad daylight, on the green forest and yellow slopes, a fire was blazing! Thick smoke billowed out, the grass and trees were peeling, and the red raging fire snake devoured this little black shop, returning the world and innocence, and burning up all the dirt and ugliness! Right and wrong, right and wrong, are all in front of us, and I have to say. There is a way that the way of heaven is to show retribution is unpleasant, drowning in the depths of the water, and will surely burn the body in the fire! Burn and burn, no, no, turn into ashes and turn into black dust and smoke, and only a corner of white things is left in the ashes and weeps silently, trembling and curling up—

Good teaching Wuzen knows, that's not a drawer cloth, that's human skin!

Tears, human skin.