(Replacement)

"Fa Mang, are you sure this is Guangyuan Temple? Why do I look like a prostitute village?"

"Don't worry, Captain Xu, Master said: 'Little Yinling Tomb Stove, Big Yinming City'. I saw the turbidity in this place, and I guess Guangyuan Temple would hide in it and use the energy of the world to polish the Zen thoughts."

Monk Famang explained it very well, which sounds quite reasonable.

If Xu Ye hadn't had the wide range of perception, he would have almost believed it.

What's even worse is that the feedback from perception brought countless unsightly action scenes, which were extremely eye-catching.

...Good guy, this posture is OK? Aren't you afraid of breaking it halfway?

Xu Ye hurriedly withdrew his perception.

For a moment, I felt my head hurt, my eyes hurt, and my lungs hurt so much that I kept thrusting.

However, considering that there might be an enemy attack, I released about fifty...seventy...99 steps.

When they arrived at Yuhang County, it was already late.

He sent scholar Xu Wenyou to the city safely, so Xu Ye asked him to leave on his own.

Then he turned around and went to Doctor Bai's Baozhi Hall, but the door was closed.

At Famang's suggestion, the two planned to go to Guangyuan Temple to have a rest.

As a result, Xu Ye omitted for a moment and underestimated the degree of the ignorance of Fameng.

He led him around and came to such a place.

The hour of Hai is almost over, so it is obviously unlikely to find local people to lead the way.

For the sake of the present, I had to follow the trend.

Looking for a cleaner half-closed door, let’s take a break for a while.

As for why not find a hotel to rest...

After all, they are all here.

Besides, it would be inconvenient to turn back to the city.

For some reason, the fat monk heard that he was going to spend the night in the prostitute village, and his eyes were radiating excitedly.

The two walked to a newer wooden building in the southwest corner.

Xu Ye went up and knocked on the door.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

According to convention, two long and one short and three knocks.

After a while, Xu Youniang opened the door.

I saw the two guests in front of the door, one was heroic and the other was fat, and the other seemed to be a monk.

I can't figure out what the other party is about.

But the way they knocked on the door seemed to be very skilled in the entertainment venue.

Think for a moment.

She smiled and bowed.

He said: "The room is narrow and cannot accommodate two guests. Only one person can come in at a time. Who will you first?"

Fameng was stunned.

Although the wooden building is not big, let alone the two of them, even four or five people should be more than enough to rest. How could they not tolerate it?

So he asked Xu Ye in a low voice.

"Ahem."

Xu Ye coughed twice.

Reply: "This matter... I only said that I understand everything, but I don't explain much if I don't understand. After all, it's good to know it yourself, so please feel it carefully. Don't ask me what's wrong, it's too much to do with it..."

Famang was filled with fog when he heard it.

I seem to understand, but I don't understand it completely.

Xu Ye will not explain anymore.

He turned to the woman and said, "Miss, I misunderstood. I was very tired when I traveled a long distance. I just wanted to find a quiet place to stay for one night. I had no other intentions, but don't worry, we will pay you the overnight fee at the market price."

Xu Youniang was puzzled.

Why are the guests who come tonight so abnormal?

But no matter what, just make money.

He smiled and replied, "Since I'm just resting, then I'll just take you three hundred quotas."

"Oh, not expensive."

"Hmm? Why did the price increase?"

Xu Ye and Famang had different reactions.

Look at each other and pretend nothing happened.

He followed Xu Youniang into the house.

Monk Famang had her breasts exposed, and with her big belly erect, she fell asleep on the couch.

Xu Ye has lung injuries and should not work hard.

So he only asked Xu Youniang to help him pinch his feet.

Unexpectedly, this pretend-made girl has good skills, which makes him sleep comfortably quickly.

Xu Youniang saw the two of them asleep.

Take off their clothes carefully.

After carefully washing, dry it on the stove with residual heat.

I took off the red lantern in front of the door and went back to the inner room to rest.

...

Xu Dalu got the money and could not keep it for a moment.

I bought a small bottle of Fubao paste from a nephew who is said to be a housekeeper in the big government.

It shook gently, and the inside tinkled.

Open and count, put four pieces of fingertips into square cuts.

Although it looks black and dirty, it sometimes emits a strange faint fragrance.

Back home.

The oil lamp was ignited impatiently.

Wipe the gun casually, take out a small piece of Fubao paste, and place it on the funnel-shaped cigarette holder.

Get close to the light and suck it gently.

Smoke is everywhere.

"Yeah~"

I couldn't help but let out an intoxicating moan.

I just feel like I am floating in the air, as if I want to go with the wind.

It’s so comfortable that I don’t want to do it if I change a god.

After counting the breaths.

A piece of Fubao paste was exhausted.

Xu Dalu was still unsatisfied and his mind was a little blurred. He poured out all the remaining three pieces in the bottle and put them on the cigarette holder to light them.

Swallowing clouds and fog again.

However, he could not notice that under his skin, there seemed to be countless tiny insects squirming again.

The already thin body is getting more and more skinny.

The vitality of living people gradually weakens.

When the Fubao ointment was burned out, Xu Dalu had already fallen asleep.

After a while, the limbs suddenly began to twitch violently.

Immediately, the jaw is dislocated and wide open.

Accompanied by a rustling sound, countless small green crabs, the size of copper coins, crawled out of his mouth.

Xu Dalu's neck bulged high as if inflatable.
To be continued...