This scene made the audience silent. Is it not to be pure in mind and few desires to follow the rules and precepts, and always a mysterious attitude?
But even though this guy is wearing monk's robe, how can he look like a Buddhist disciple? He is like a street beggar pretending to be a beggar.
However, looking at the young monk, Ji Wufeng's nose felt sore and he almost cried.
Kong Ming, this guy is really Kong Ming!
On earth, the good brother who once shared life and death with him, the young supreme Kong Ming of Jinlong Temple!
Seeing Ji Wufeng staring at him with his eyes curled up, Kong Ming tore the roasted lamb in half, threw half of it to him, and grinned with a big greasy mouth, "Brother, I haven't eaten this kind of delicious food for too long, I guess you won't mind it?"
Ji Wufeng resisted the urge to recognize each other and nodded, "Of course I won't mind."
"Hahaha... It's true that they are good brothers. Let me tell you, this roasted lamb is not the most delicious, dog meat is the best."
"After the dog meat, the gods can't stand firm."
"Oh, it seems that my brothers are still fellow fellows. Come on, I want to have a drink with you no matter what. What about wine? Why can't I get the wine? It delays the Buddha's elegant pleasure. Can you bear it?"
The front legs were still chatting with Ji Wufeng in a friendly manner, but the back legs Kong Ming stared at the waiter fiercely. His fierce look was very different from that of the Buddhists.
Those who could come here were all geniuses invited by Yu Miaoyi. No matter how angry the waiter was, he did not dare to neglect and immediately brought the wine.
"Come on..."
Kong Ming kicked the chair away, pulled Ji Wufeng and sat directly on the ground, twisted the wine pot and poured it into his mouth halfway, then smacked his lips and shook his head, "What kind of broken wine? It's tasteless, it's far from the Erguotou roasting knife."
Erguotou, roasting knife... the strange and familiar words made Ji Wufeng sigh.
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"Hehe, bald donkey, you want to drink Erguotou, burn a knife, you can ask me."
Another familiar voice sounded, Ji Wufeng turned his head and saw that his whole body was shocked again.
I saw a burly young man in black strode over, emitting a monstrous evil aura, as if a demon was coming.
God is not sincere!
The most powerful demon lord of the Demon Sect was once a close friend of Ji Wufeng who was sympathetic and advancing and retreating together. The most powerful demon lord of the Demon Sect!
"You have?"
Kong Ming's two big eyes lit up, and he rushed to Tian Wuxin and groped on him, shouting: "Take it out, take it out quickly..."
"Damn, where are you touching? Get out of here!"
In the end, Tian Wuxin took out a few jars of wine from Qiankun bag. After opening it, the strong and pungent alcohol smell spread throughout the audience, which was completely different from the century-old wine brought by the waiter.
But when he smelled this smell, Ji Wufeng felt very kind. Perhaps what was kind was not wine, but people and memories.
"then!"
Without saying a word, Ji Wufeng tore off one leg of the roasted lamb in his hand and threw it to Tian Wuxin.
"for you!"
Tian Wuxin threw a pot of strong wine to Ji Wufeng.
The three of them sat on the ground, drank big gulp and ate meat in large pieces.
"Hahaha……"
Finally, the three of them suddenly stopped and looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter.
However, as he smiled, Kong Ming and Tian Wuxin's eyes became wet.
Ji Wufeng knows,
This scene reminds them of the past scene. A group of relatives and friends were drinking and talking, and they were so happy. But when they reunited at this time, things had changed!
A Buddhist monk with a pure heart and a noble desire, and a notorious master of the demonic path are concealing his sadness with arrogant laughter.
Then, Kong Ming shone his eyes and said, "Devil, why are you crying?"
Tian Wuxin hurriedly wiped his eyes and glared: "No, who was crying? It was clearly your dead bald donkey who cried!"
Kong Ming said: "I clearly saw you crying just now."
Tian Wuxin curled his lips and said, "You just cried, there is still cat peeing on your face!"
Kong Ming wiped his face and said angrily: "Dog Damn, you cheat me!"
"What's wrong with cheating you? You'll beat you up if you get mad!"
"Come on, let's see who beat who?"
………
As the two of them were about to get squat, Ji Wufeng couldn't help but smile. In the past, this kind of fighting scene would basically appear at every party.
Seeing Ji Wufeng laughing there, Tian Wuxin said fiercely: "Boy, why are you laughing at? Believe it or not, and beat you up."
Kong Ming said, "What's wrong with laughing at you? You devil has no conscience. You just ate someone's legs of lamb and are about to beat him up in a blink of an eye!"
Tian Wuxin stared at Ji Wufeng for a long time, then shook his head and said, "Strange, it looks different, but it always feels very similar!"
Ji Wufeng's appearance was completely different from before, but his temperament made Tian Wuxin feel very familiar with him intuitively.
Ji Wufeng smiled and said, "What do you look like?"
Kong Ming said: "Like a brother of us."
Ji Wufeng raised his wine pot and said, "Although I am not, since I can drink and eat meat together, I can still become a brother!"
Tian Wuxin raised the wine pot and took a big mouthful, then put it on Ji Wufeng's shoulder and said, "That's right, although it looks different, you deserve a beating like that bastard. We will be brothers from now on."
Drinking a pot of wine in one gulp, Kong Ming picked up another pot and said, "By the way, I am a monk Kong Ming, is this demon Wuxin, brother Gao's name?"
"In the Xialong Aotian!" Ji Wufeng said.
Puff... Puff...
"Hahaha……"
The two of them had just taken a sip of wine and spit out again. Then they stared at Ji Wufeng and laughed, saying, "Who gave you such a foolish name?"
Ji Wufeng smiled but said nothing. I'm afraid that only the people on earth knew that this name was stupid.
The three of them sat on the ground drinking and eating meat, laughing wildly, and everyone looked contemptuous. The cultivators felt that they were above mortals and were of higher racial nature, so they naturally sneered at this kind of market behavior.
"Hmph, a bunch of lowly people!"
Someone made a mockery. Ji Wufeng remembered this person. He just said that he was lowly, but before Ji Wufeng got angry, Kong Ming came.
The young man is called He Pengfei, and he ranks 53rd on the list of young masters.
As soon as these words came out, Kong Ming squinted his eyes and said, "Sunzi, who do you think is inferior?"
He Pengfei sneered: "Of course, you are a person who acts like you."
Tian Wuxin smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be even cheaper to be stepped on by such a person?"
"Hahaha...step under your feet? Who, me?"
He Pengfei shook his head and sneered disdainfully: "I really don't know if you are really arrogant or dreaming in the daytime, but now I am willing to give you a chance. I don't want to ruin the fairy Miaoyi party. Get out of here now and don't force me to do it."