People know that monsters are terrifying, and monsters know that people’s hearts are poisonous.

It is common for monsters to devour each other, and cannibalism can be seen everywhere, but they basically abide by the law of the jungle and live according to life.

Demons who are psychic and intelligent can understand the compassion of heaven and the vastness of the universe. They rarely attack their own kind. Most of them are accepted by the immortal family as mountain guardian beasts.

Only demons who have no foundation and have taken the devil's path can be called demons.

The short man and the beautiful woman are demons in human skin, and the butcher in the inn is a demon in human skin. How similar.

The cook's voice was hoarse, and he gestured with the blade of a knife and said in a low voice: "Uncles and uncles in the city, I've been a little tired of the longevity soup recently, so it would be nice to try something new."

The shopkeeper looked calm and made a calculation in his hand: "It's up to you."

The waiter said sourly: "I'm tired of drinking the longevity soup. It seems that my uncle and uncle have taken control of the whole city. The day when we show up is not far away."

"Hey, I think you want to drink longevity soup."

The cook laughed evilly, turned the knife over in his hand, and with a flick of his fingers, the tip of the knife immediately changed, from the handle to the tip, then after a few turns, it landed on the chopping board again. There was only an unexpected click.

The sound of the knife entering the flesh and blood spurting out.

Instead, it made a crisp sound.

In a daze, the two monsters were stimulated and revealed their prototypes. One was a scorpion spirit and the other was a snake spirit.

The snake spirit is a poisonous snake, and the scorpion spirit is a poisonous scorpion. The bodies of the two monsters show a light green color. It has a thin layer of scales on its body, making it impossible for the chef to use his knife.

"It turns out they are snakes and scorpions." Seeing that his knife did not bleed when cutting the meat, the cook was happy instead of angry and said with a smile: "Good stuff, no worse than the longevity soup."

He took out a black butcher knife from the Qiankun bag, and the temperature in the air instantly dropped a few degrees. The cook took the black knife and shouted: "Brother, brother, help me hold down these two things."

The waiter in the shop sneered: "Our sect's Luohunsan means that even a master of the soul would have to sleep for days and nights, let alone two little demons in the Qi-entraining stage."

"If you are told to go, just go." The shopkeeper glared.

The waiter rolled his eyes and walked up to the shopkeeper to suppress the two little monsters.

The black knife was swung quickly on the chopping board, and the knife penetrated the meat. In less than a quarter of an hour, ten pieces of meat that were five inches long and twenty centimeters thick were cut off. Moreover, the pieces of meat were dripping with blood and had a thorn.

The smell of the nose permeates the entire air.

The three people in the store didn't care. The waiter was holding a plate to serve the meat, and even hummed a song: "The limbs are cut off first and hung in the butcher's shop, and Xu cuts off the thighs and holds them for soup. No orders are given to get fresh meat, and you can see every piece of it."

Hungry people."

The shopkeeper echoed: "The Yuanying is wonderful, the fragrance of the child is fragrant, the old monster can extend his life and regain his youthful appearance, and he can directly teach you to live forever and continue the great path."

With a snap, the knife cut into the meat and foamed, and the menstruation was broken and the bones were broken. The cook licked the blood on his lips with a look of enjoyment on his face: "The longevity soup, the wisdom meat, is wonderful, wonderful."

Human demons are better than demons.

Luo Feng pointed at the human demon and asked, "Can Taoist Yujing be killed?"

Taoist Yujing was silent for a while and said: "It has nothing to do with fellow Taoists. They can be killed, but not killed."

Luo Feng nodded and took out some gold and silver. It was not an illusion change, nor was it magic enlightenment.

Illusion changes will eventually become empty, mana attunement will eventually run out of mana, and the gold that turns stone into gold will turn into stone again.

In the true sense, turning stone into gold is to change the structure of matter and rearrange the internal molecules and atoms. This is the method of Taoists.

Neither Yu Jing nor Luo Feng were immortals. It was Luo Feng who took some gold and silver from the inn to benefit the people.

I bought a courtyard in the west of the city, meditated and rested every day, and visualized the Yin and God. A month passed before I knew it.

Finally, there was movement in the inn again. This time it was no longer a monster, but a pink and tender baby, under one year old, and the innate energy in his body had not yet completely dissipated.

The cook is holding a knife, and the waiter is humming a song, and the words between the lines are about cannibalism.

Luo Feng asked again: "Fellow Taoist Yujing, don't you want to kill?"

After meditating for a month, feeling very still and thoughtful, Taoist Yujing said calmly: "Wait until everyone is gathered, then kill."

Luo Feng shook his head and pointed at the moon mirror on the water: "If you don't kill fellow Taoist, there are people who need to be saved."

A monk in green clothes with a white Buddhist bead on his chest walked into the city, holding a green lantern in his hand. He looked around the surroundings and frowned. Then he seemed to have found some clue and walked slowly towards the inn.

It was said that he was walking slowly, but he walked a very long distance within two or three inches. In an instant, he was in front of the inn.

Taoist Yujing said calmly: "Shrink the ground to an inch."

Luo Feng nodded and said: "He is someone with a background."

A green lamp is like a bean, swaying gently in the wind, but it does not live or die, it is still bright and bright.

"Namu Guang Tathagata!" the monk whispered softly and pinched the Buddha's seal. In an instant, immeasurable light, immeasurable life, and immeasurable compassion poured out.

Breaking through the layers of darkness, under the bright Buddha's light, an inn turned into nothing, as if the falling snow had dissipated silently after encountering the blazing sun.

The monk in Tsing Yi stepped forward, picked up the baby from the rubble, and saved a life from the butcher's knife.

It should have been a meritorious deed, but Luo Feng frowned. The origin of the monk was unknown. Although he seemed to be on the right path and his skills were famous, he didn't know what his true intentions were. If he was a fisherman, wouldn't it be a bad thing?

"Fellow Taoist, I'm here to talk."

A voice sounded in the ear of the monk in green. The monk moved his brows and used the technique of shrinking the ground into an inch. The monk and the baby avoided many sights, bypassed many observations, left the scene of the crime, and came to the place where Luo Feng and Yu Jing temporarily lived.

Small courtyard.

"The poor monk has seen two donors." The monk in green held the baby in his left hand and saluted with his right hand.

Void pressed down and put down a futon. Luo Feng handed over a cup of tea: "Master, please sit down."

The monk in Tsing Yi returned the courtesy and said, "Thank you so much, donor."

The monk sat down and showed his face, which seemed a bit familiar inexplicably. Luo Feng's heart moved and he asked with a chuckle: "Master, where are you going from here?"

"Why are you here?"

The monk in Tsing Yi talked nonsense about where he came from and where he was going, and he was talking about Zen.

After feeding the baby some water, the green-robed monk said with a smile: "The poor monk came from Nirvana to kill the murderer."

"Following cause and effect, I came here."

Among the five heavenly incarnations in this universe, one of the two Buddhist masters is Nirvana Buddha. Nowadays, Taoist Yu Yu has not yet transcended, and Yu Yu Tian accepts monks from all heavens and worlds. There are also many Buddhist monks from outside.

However, it is rare to see a monk like Tsing Yi who also comes from a famous family.

Luo Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "May I ask, Master?"

"Immeasurable light." The monk in green proclaimed, "Poor Monk Liuli."

Luo Feng's eyes flashed with realization: "It turns out to be you."
Chapter completed!