Chapter 137 Strange Monk

After the black dragon shadow swallowed the Wang family Buddha, it turned into a burst of black light and disappeared.

This... Buddha Wang boasts that he is the reincarnation of Maitreya, is this it?

Tang Yan lamented that it was not enough for Daoguang to brag. This guy's strength and luck are also very different.

Wang Jinjue’s [luck sharing] is still somewhat useful!

The woman in red and the woman in green saw that the evil guest was driven away, and they called other women to come and take care of them. Then they came to Tang Yan together, made a blessing, and said: "Thank you three heroes! Shaohua and Xuelian have offended many people before, but I still hope Haihan."

"It's okay, I just don't like that fat man." Tang Yan waved his hand, saying you're welcome.

"I didn't expect Brother Tang to be a master! Forgive me for being clumsy." Zuo Qianhu was also surprised at Tang Yan's fighting ability. A strong man is respected everywhere.

"You're welcome, Zuo Qianhu."

"Sisters, pack up quickly and serve good wine to Zuo Qianhu and the three heroes!" said Xuelian, the woman in green.

"Okay~"

"Although this uncle looks ugly, he is really powerful! Even more powerful than Mr. Qianhu!"

"The people from my Qianhu family are the most powerful!"

"Nonsense, uncle is not ugly, just not handsome!"

"Hmm~ Why don't we just call him Chou Qiang Chou Qiang..."

"The two little brothers next to me are obviously so handsome, but they turn out to be average. They can't be silver gun wax heads."

With the chattering girls whispering, the whole spring breeze was quickly tidied up. But they didn't know that Zuo Qianhu and Tang Yan were all masters with sharp ears and eyes, and they could hear clearly what the girls said.

Tang Yan was very calm, it didn't matter, it was much better than saying he was ugly at first. Wang Jinjue was smiling and making faces at the little girl who just said something about his silver gun and wax hair, scaring the little girl into hiding.

Zhang Zichen continued to drink sour plum soup endlessly, and his support was naturally not as strong as the captain. Isn't this obvious?

Shaohua in red held several jars of wine, and other women brought wine bowls. Gently pat open the wine jar and pour wine for several people.

Wang Jinjue: "Well...I don't drink."

Zhang Zichen held up the [Kang Shuaifu Sour Plum Soup] in his hand and said, "I don't drink either, I like to drink this."

"This..." Red Shaohua hesitated. If it were normal, she would definitely say that if you don't even drink, are you still brats? It's just that these two people just drove away the bad guests for them, so she couldn't say anything.

"They don't drink, let's drink. Nowadays, we should pay attention to civilized drinking. We don't recommend drinking. If you like to drink, drink more. If you don't want to drink, just drink water." Tang Yan saw the red peony flower hesitated, took the wine jar with a smile, and poured it for himself. A bowl and then a sip.

As expected, slightly sweet rice wine.

In fact, in ancient times, although distilled liquor appeared in the Tang and Song Dynasties, it was called shochu. But it has not become popular yet, and most mainstream drinks are low-alcohol rice wine. One of the reasons is that there were too few sweet things in ancient times, so rice wine would be slightly sweet.

"Ha~ this is the first time that the slave family has heard of civilized drinking." Red Shaohua said with a smile, then gave Zuo Qianhu a drink, poured another bowl for himself, and said: "The slave family respects some heroes. And Qianhu!”

"You're welcome! We are friends of life and death, there is no need for this!" Zuo Qianhu said after taking a gulp.

Hiss~ The acquaintance of life and death, which acquaintance of life and death is it? Zhang Zichen and Wang Jinjue looked at each other.

"I think some of you are very interested in this place. Then I will answer your questions." Zuo Qianhu saw the curiosity in several people's eyes and said, "About five years ago, I was eliminating demons on the Yellow River, fifty kilometers west of here. The monster was a huge river crab, invulnerable and powerful! I found helpers to kill it, but I never thought that some of the helpers had evil intentions and wanted to kill me. If you don't pay attention for a moment, you will be plotted."

"At that time, I was stabbed several times and poisoned secretly, and I fled all the way to this place. I thought I was in a desperate situation, but I didn't expect to meet two women, Shaohua and Xuelian, who healed me. That's why I fought back. Bad guy!"

"Paeonia squamata and snow lotus are Zuo's savior!"

Bringing up old things, Zuo Qianhu offered a bowl of peony flowers in red clothes.

"Are you polite to Zuo Qianhu? It's all fate." Red Shaohua smiled and downed the drink in one gulp, looking at Zuo Qianhu with smiling eyes.

"As for this place, it is an abandoned town that has become a ghost. I don't know the details. I just know that these little girls will not harm anyone. As long as the guests don't attack them, they can leave on their own at dawn. If It's fate, and there are gifts of gold and silver." Zuo Qianhu said, "Of course, they can't leave here."

Sounds a bit like a special earthbound spirit? Tang Yan nodded, indicating that he understood Zuo Qianhu's subtext: "We will rest for one day and leave here tomorrow."

"I wonder where Brother Tang and the others are going?"

"Wherever there are monsters, go there!" Tang Yan said matter-of-factly, "I was about to ask where there are monsters!"

"Monsters...hey~ Where are there no demons?" Zuo Qianhu sneered: "There are demons everywhere in this world!"

"That's good, I just like to slay demons! I was just going to ask you about the big demons in this world."

If there are too many demons, wouldn’t there be a sound system?

"The most famous demons in the world are undoubtedly the Three Black Mountain Demons!" Zuo Qianhu said: "But they live in seclusion in Wushan and rarely appear. Today, the famous demons in the world include the Yin-Yang Dharma King, the Three-Headed Jiao of the Yellow River, the Immortal Tree Demon, The Red Flame Mad Demon, the Eight Immortals of Ghost..."

As they were talking, they heard a voice coming in: "Hey~ little girl, the old monk is passing by here, can you ask for a bowl of water?"

The voice was quite old, with a cynical and unkempt taste.

"Ah~" A girl seemed to be surprised, and hurried back, saying something to the green-clothed snow lotus in another yard.

Green-clothed snow lotus came in from the yard next to her, came to the red-clothed peony, and said: "Don't drink, go out with me. Xiao Sanqi is scared."

"Ha~ It's just guarding the door, what's so scary. The old monk is so polite, just give him water." Red-clothed peony said with a blushing cheek.

She was about to say something, but was pulled away by Green-clothed Snow Lotus.

After a while, they still didn't come back.

Now, Zuo Qianhu and Tang Yin knew that something was wrong.

Several people hurried out and saw a thin monk in a tattered robe and a tattered monk hat at the door of Chunfengli. He was not tall, leaning on a cane and smiling and saying something to the women in red and green. The women in red and green just stood in front of the monks, tears streaming down their faces.

"Evil monk, what did you do?" Seeing this scene, Zuo Qianhu thought that the men in red and green were being plotted against by the old monk.

With a "swoosh", a knife slashed at the old monk.

"Hey, hey, hey~ This official, you misunderstood." The old monk easily blocked the knife with one finger and said.

Mouth! This monk is unfathomable.