What's going on?

The situation was that a few people were sitting in the temple, roasting fragrant hare, preparing to feast, and then take a good rest. The next day, they rushed directly to Songjiang County to save the country and the people... Suddenly a strange monk appeared,

The strange thing about this monk was that he was as fat as a mountain of meat, yet he moved as easily as a stray rabbit. The strange thing was that he was obviously a monk, but he turned his back on the guests and was the first to catch several people's hares.

Wujie gently picked up the barbecue, and the grease on it was still squeaking. He put his head over, sniffed, and immediately licked his lips, raised his tongue and raised the hare in his hand and said: "Old monk, let's go first

After eating, don't be polite, just do it yourself, do it yourself..."

It's up to you, it's up to you, uncle, this is the hare I roasted! Song Beikui's eyes were wide open, and the steel knife in his hand was tightly grasped. He wished he could go up and stab the monk...

Li Yi smiled, and he said casually: "Master, please do as you please."

After that, he shrugged, walked to one side, picked up another hare, and roasted it on the fire.

Wujie was biting the meat in his hands wantonly at this moment, his fat face was covered with grease, he was obviously a dissolute monk...

When he heard Li Yi's polite words, he just glanced sideways at Li Yi. His eyes were originally only a small slit due to obesity, but now with such a sideways glance, he couldn't even see his eyeballs when looking from the side.

, even more fat head, big ears, belly full of fat intestines...

Li Yi turned the hare casually, not angry, but raised his head and waved to the three tiger guards and Lao Tu, who were at war with each other and angry.

After a while, Wujie casually threw down the bones in his hands. He put his fingers to his mouth one by one and sucked on them without paying any attention to hygiene...

Then, he chuckled and squinted at the unroasted hare in Li Yi's hand, rubbed his hands, and said with some embarrassment: "Donor, your hare is roasted too slowly, how about I roast it for you?"

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Li Yi handed it over with a smile. He had just seen the monk show his hand. Even with Yunzhong Sword, he was not afraid of the other party, but he did not want to have an inexplicable conflict with an enigmatic monk who wandered around and drank meat and wine.

What's more, I'm a great master in the heart-beating stage, and I'm having a hard time getting into trouble with this fat monk!

Li Yi didn't care, but Lao Tu didn't like it. Before leaving, his wife and Qing'er told him a lot - he must take good care of the young master. The young master has just woken up from a coma and can't eat enough. Why?

OK!

When he thought of this, he became angry and shouted: "This belongs to my young master. If you want to eat it, you can catch it and roast it yourself!"

Before he finished speaking, this guy raised his hand to grab the hare, grabbed one end of the stick, and pulled it towards him fiercely.

Monk Wujie grinned innocently. He looked quite happy in appearance. This smile made him look even more naive. Only his eyes, which were narrowed into two thin lines, showed a hint of cunning.

The monk didn't let go, and Lao Tu didn't show any weakness. He pulled hard behind him, but found that the other party didn't seem to use any force, but the hare seemed to be fixed in the air, motionless.

The monk glanced at Lao Tu with a smile, then let go of his hand and spread his fat hands, indicating that it was none of his business.

Lao Tu's face changed at this moment, because no matter how much force he used, the hare did not move at all, and even the branches connected to the hare showed no signs of breaking.

His face was getting redder and redder, the veins on his forehead were popping up, and his arms were punched with force, and his whole body looked very labored.

However, no matter how much force he used, the hare would not move at all...

The monk Wujie looked at Lao Tu with a smile, and the pride on his face was beyond words.

Li Yi had a smile on his face. He had already seen everything in his eyes. Since the other party was an expert and the hare couldn't move, why not just go and get it himself?

He took out the dagger from his waist and easily cut off a piece of meat from the hare, then roasted it on the fire and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Uh!" Monk Wujie was stunned - he cast a spell, which only imprisoned the flesh and prevented it from moving, but there was no way to stop Li Yi from cutting it with a knife...

Then, he stopped fighting and just watched as Li Yi cut off the meat one by one, roasted it on the fire, and stuffed it into his mouth...

"Gulu..." The monk's mouth watered when he saw it, and he swallowed hard. He was not here to fight with Li Yi, so at this moment, even though he longed for the barbecue in his heart, he was unwilling to snatch it.

Li Yi was not hungry at all. He ate a few bites and then stopped getting the meat. He said with a smile: "Master, I am already full. You are in good shape, so please eat more!"

After that, he took off the wine bag from Lao Tu's waist, raised his head and took a sip.

Wu Jie saw the wine bag in Li Yi's hand and was stunned for a moment. Then he glanced at the roasted and oily hare suspended in mid-air. He shook his head helplessly, raised his hand to catch the hare, and buried his head in it.

Just chew.

While he was chewing, he glanced at Li Yi from time to time. Seeing him holding his head high and drinking wine from time to time, he couldn't help but become more and more dissatisfied. Finally, he couldn't help it anymore, and threw most of the remaining hare into the ground like garbage.

On the ground.

The fat man raised his eyebrows angrily and said, "Hey, donor, it's really rude to treat people to meat and drink wine yourself!"

"Oh?" Li Yi put down the wine bag and smiled: "Master, it's not that I don't want to give you wine, but I'm ordering this wine and you need to make a bet before you can drink it!"

"What are you betting on?" Wujie became interested, and his fat head leaned forward, staring blankly at Li Yi.

Li Yi smiled and said: "Just bet on whether I can wipe out the Tianlong Sect."

The reason why Li Yi raised this gambling question was because it could come up with a lot of words, and it was impossible to guess. If the other party said yes, then even if there was a remnant of the Tianlong Sect hiding in the mountains, he would still be considered a winner.

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If the other party says he can't, then his purpose and attitude will be interesting.

"Tianlong Sect..." The monk was stunned for a moment, then frowned, his fat face squeezed together, as if he was thinking hard...

After a while, the guy scratched his shiny bald head and said with a frown: "This bet is not good. It would be too embarrassing for me. How about a simple bet?"

What he said seemed to be perfect, but Li Yi smiled - at least, the seemingly honest and unfathomable fat monk in front of him knew his identity.

Li Yi smiled, shook his head and said nothing.

Monk Wujie became anxious. He slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, I can definitely do it. I can kill this Laoshizi Tianlong Sect three to five hundred times with one slap..."

He was so anxious that even I blurted out that he didn't look like a monk at all, he was just a ruffian...

However, Wujie also had a small calculation in his mind - how could the things he said casually be binding for a person who had no rules in his heart? It would be more practical to trick him into drinking wine first.

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