This scene caused a moment of silence in the entire audience. Isn’t it true that Buddhist disciples are required to be pure in mind and abstain from desires, abide by the rules and precepts, and always have an incomprehensible attitude?
But even though this guy is wearing monk's robes, he doesn't look like a Buddhist disciple. He's just like a street beggar pretending to be.
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, his good brother who once shared life and death with him, the young Supreme Kong Ming of Jinlong Temple!
Seeing Ji Wufeng staring straight at him, Kong Ming tore the roasted lamb into two halves, threw one half to him, and said with a greasy grin: "Brother, I haven't eaten for a long time.
It’s so delicious, I’m sure you won’t mind it, right?”
Ji Wufeng resisted the urge to recognize each other, nodded and said, "Of course I won't mind."
"Hahaha... They are indeed good brothers. Let me tell you, this roasted lamb is not the most delicious. Dog meat is the best."
"If the dog meat rolls around, the gods will not be able to stand still."
"Oh, it seems that we are brothers and sisters. Come on, come on. I want to have a drink with you even if I ask you for a drink. Where's the wine? Why don't you get some wine? Can you afford to delay the Buddha's elegance?"
The front foot was still chatting pleasantly with Ji Wufeng, while the back foot Kong Ming stared at the waiter fiercely. His fierce look was very different from that of a Buddhist.
The people who could come in here were all the geniuses invited by Yu Miaoyi. No matter how angry they were, the waiter did not dare to neglect and immediately brought the wine.
"Come on, come on..."
Kong Ming kicked the chair away, pulled Ji Wufeng and sat down directly on the ground, twisted the wine bottle and poured half of it into his mouth, then smacked his lips and shook his head and said: "What kind of bad wine is this? No.
It’s tasteless and far different from Erguotou Shao Knife.”
Erguotou, Shao Daozi...the unfamiliar yet familiar words made Ji Wufeng sigh.<
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"Hey, Bald Donkey, if you want to drink Erguotou and burn knives, you can beg me."
Another familiar voice sounded. Ji Wufeng turned his head and looked, and his whole body was shocked again.
I saw a tall, handsome young man in black striding over, exuding a monstrous evil aura, like a demon coming.
Tian Wuxin!
On the earth, Ji Wufeng once cherished each other and was an irreconcilable friend, the most powerful person in the Demon Sect, Demon Lord Tian Wuxin!
"You have?"
Kong Ming's big eyes lit up, he rushed towards Tian Wuxin and groped him for a while, shouting: "Take it out, take it out quickly..."
"Damn it, where are you touching? You damn bald donkey, get out of here!"
Finally, Tian Wuxin took out a few jars of wine from the Qiankun bag. After opening it, the strong and pungent smell of alcohol permeated the whole place. It was completely different from the centuries-old wine that the waiter had brought before.
But smelling this smell, Ji Wufeng felt more cordial. Perhaps it was not the wine that was cordial, but the people and memories.
"then!"
Without saying a word, Ji Wufeng tore off a leg from the roast 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 just sat on the floor, drinking heavily and eating large pieces of meat.
"Hahaha……"
Finally, the three of them suddenly stopped. After looking at each other, they suddenly burst into laughter.
However, the eyes of Kong Ming and Tian Wuxin became moist as they smiled.
Ji Wufeng knew,
This scene reminded them of the past, when a group of relatives and friends were having a good time drinking and talking, but when they reunited, things had changed!
A stoic Buddhist monk and a notorious evil master were hiding their sadness with arrogant laughter.
Immediately, Kong Ming wiped his eyes and said: "Devil, why are you crying?"
Tian Wuxin hurriedly wiped his eyes and glared: "Nonsense, who is crying? It's obviously you bald donkey who is crying!"
Kong Ming said: "I clearly saw you crying just now."
Tian Wuxin curled his lips and said, "You just cried, and you still have cat urine on your face!"
Kong Ming wiped his face and said angrily: "Gori, you deceived me!"
"What's wrong with lying to you? I'll beat you if I make you angry!"
"Come on, let's see who beats whom?"
………
Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Ji Wufeng couldn't help but laugh. In the past, this kind of slapstick scene would almost always appear at every gathering.
Seeing Ji Wufeng laughing there, Tian Wuxin said fiercely: "Boy, why are you laughing? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up too."
Kong Ming said: "Why are you laughing at me? You are a heartless devil. You just ate someone's leg of mutton, and now you're going to beat them up!"
Tian Wuxin stared at Ji Wufeng for a long time, then shook his head and said: "It's strange, they look different, but they still feel very similar!"
Ji Wufeng looked completely different from before, but the aura about him made Tian Wuxin intuitively familiar with him.
Ji Wufeng smiled and said, "What does it look like?"
Kong Ming said: "Like we are brothers."
Ji Wufeng raised the wine bottle and said, "Although I'm not the one, but since we can drink and eat meat together, we can still become brothers!"
Tian Wuxin raised the wine bottle and took a big sip, put his arms around Ji Wufeng's shoulders and said, "Yes, although you look different, you deserve a beating just like that bastard. We will be brothers from now on."
After drinking up a pot of wine in one gulp, Kong Ming picked up another pot and said: "By the way, poor monk Kong Ming, this devil is Wu Xin, my brother's surname is high?"
"I'm here at Long Aotian!" Ji Wufeng said.
Phew…puff…
"Hahaha……"
The two of them just took a sip of wine and spurted it out again. Then they stared at Ji Wufeng and laughed loudly, saying, "Who gave you such a stupid name?"
Ji Wufeng smiled and said nothing. I am afraid that only people on earth know how stupid this name is.
The three of them were sitting on the ground, drinking and eating meat, laughing like crazy. Everyone looked at them with disdain. Cultivators felt that they were above mortals and were a higher race, so they naturally scorned this kind of market behavior.
"Humph, a bunch of lowly people!"
Someone made a mocking comment. Ji Wufeng remembered this person and called him cheap just now, but before Ji Wufeng could get angry, Kong Ming came.
The young man's name is He Pengfei, and he ranks fifty-third on the young master list.
As soon as these words came out, Kong Ming squinted his eyes and said, "Grandson, who are you calling lowly?"
He Pengfei sneered and said, "Of course it's because of your despicable behavior."
Tian Wuxin chuckled and said, "Wouldn't it be more despicable to be stepped on by such a person?"
"Hahaha... trampled under your feet? Who, me?"
He Pengfei shook his head and sneered disdainfully: "I don't know if you are really arrogant or just daydreaming, but now I am willing to give you a chance. I don't want to ruin Fairy Miaoyi's party. Get out of here right now."
