Lang Shuoyang and others carefully came over to take a look, and saw many threads as thin as silk around the body of the monk Bu Greed. Lang Shuoyang cut them with his divine light, and found that they could not be cut, and they were very sticky.
Miffel said: "It seems that the spider spirit is in charge here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange voice sounded: "Chacha, you guessed it right girl, grandpa is a spider spirit!"
Everyone was shocked when they saw a human face suddenly peeking out from a crack in the bluestone in the corner of the wall. The beard and sparse hair were all white, but the skin was frighteningly dark, even darker than the Congolese!
Miffel was also startled when she saw it, and cursed: Why did you meet such ugly ghosts! The whip in his hand whipped out with a "snap", and the spider spirit shrank back with a "Oh my God" after being beaten.
!
The big-headed monk laughed and said, "Damn, you can't be so unbeaten!" Then he took the Zen staff and smashed the bluestone on the wall.
Suddenly, a piece of bluestone flew out with a "puff" sound and hit the big-headed monk on the forehead. This piece of bluestone weighed at least sixty or seventy kilograms, and its momentum was quite strong. The big-headed monk stepped back more than ten steps and fell down.
, a small head suddenly swelled up on the big head.
The big bluestone flew down, followed by a few more stones that collapsed, and a round black shadow jumped out from the stone wall. A short old man with a big belly jumped out. It's not so much jumping out.
, it is better to say that he got out. He was extremely fast, and he got on the back of the big-headed monk's neck. He held down the big-headed monk and started beating him. He kept yelling: "Did you whip Grandpa? I
Beat you to death!"
The big-headed monk rolled and struggled on the ground, but he still couldn't get rid of the little old man. The little old man's fists came from all directions, making it difficult to prevent him! At the end of the fight, the big-headed monk stopped rolling and lay down on the ground, holding his head with both hands, letting the little old man fight.
Jumping on his back, punching and kicking.
Only then did everyone see clearly that this little old man was all black and only wore a triangular crotch trousers. He actually had four hands and four legs. Judging from his body shape, he was indeed a large spider!
Miffel shook the whip. There was a crisp "snap" sound, and shouted: "Little old man, let go quickly, or my pants will fly off!"
The little old man was really scared. He turned around, got off the back of Big Head Monk Shankawai, covered his crotch pants with two hands, put his other two hands on his waist, and said: "You guys ran to my territory.
Come and play wild, do you know where this place is?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "We are here to find friends, and we also have to deal with a harmful ghost king. Seeing that you have been practicing for a long time like this, don't ask for trouble and go against us to ruin your practice!"
The old man chattered and laughed strangely: "Children, you have such a bad tone. You have bumped into my net and you still want to escape? I haven't eaten enough for a long time, and today is the perfect time to eat meat!"
The big-headed monk turned over and sat up, cursing: "It turns out to be a spider, damn, I..." Before he could finish cursing, the spider spirit got under him again and beat him violently.
The big-headed monk was not as quick as the spider spirit, so he could not resist. He stood up to be beaten, and desperately grabbed one of the spider spirit's legs, put it in his mouth and bit it hard.
The spider spirit screamed in pain, and after relaxing its arms and legs a little, the big-headed monk turned him over, picked up one of his legs, and threw it up with a "whoosh" sound.
The Spider Spirit was in mid-air when he suddenly heard the sound of a whip, and felt a pain on his buttocks. His crotch pants were really ripped to pieces by Miffel.
The spider spirit fell to the ground, and there was not a single piece of cloth left on its body.
Miffel pointed at his belly and laughed: "It turns out to be a female!"
The little old man was furious and jumped on his feet and said: "I am a male!"
Miffel laughed even more: "Why doesn't the male have a penis?"
The little old man put his hands on his hips and covered his little eyes under his belly with both hands, and said, "What is JJ?"
Miffel looked at his funny look and couldn't stop laughing. She said to Lang Shuoyang: "He doesn't even know what a penis is. Fire boy, take it off and show him!"
The non-greedy monk was still hanging on the Internet. Hearing Miffel keep joking, he shouted anxiously: "Stop talking about JJ, please save me!"
Miffel then said sternly: "Old man, let my men down quickly, your broken net is too dirty, it will be broken by my whip!"
The old man sneered: "My net is very tough and sticky. If you want to cut it off, it won't be that easy!"
When he was feeling proud, the big-headed monk behind him secretly picked up the Zen staff, held it over his head, and smashed it down with a "snap". The spider spirit was caught off guard and was beaten to the point where his brains exploded. Not only did his brains burst, but his round belly also collapsed.
When it opened, a stream of white slurry came out, and everyone hid behind, almost hitting the spider web.
Lang Shuoyang said to the big-headed monk: "Why are you so anxious to beat him to death? You have to let him collect the sticky silk before you can let Master Buqi down!"
The big-headed monk said: "It's not hard to let him go, it's up to me." After saying that, he came over and took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit the skirt of the monk's clothes behind him.
The monk who was not greedy was so frightened that he kicked his hands and feet and kept yelling. After a while, he actually broke free. However, the back of his pants was already burned. He kept slapping and finally extinguished the fire on the back, but the two halves of the buttocks were really real.
Really exposed.
The non-greedy monk was so angry that he cursed, but looking at the tall and strong big-headed monk, he did not dare to come forward to fight. He just pointed at his forehead and teased: "Humph, look at your wretched appearance. A big head has a small head.
Do you want to be a two-headed monster?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two-headed nun kicked him on the buttocks, knocking him back onto the spider web. This time, his arms and legs were spread out and stuck together into a large font, making him unable to move.
The big-headed monk laughed loudly, stretched out his big hand, slapped his smooth buttocks hard, and said with a smile: "I can't tell that your face is quite dark, but your buttocks are still quite white!"
The non-greedy monk was ashamed and angry, but could not come down and almost burst into tears.
Miffel saw that he was a little pitiful, and just as she was about to go over and find a way to put him down, the monk who was not greedy used too much force, and farted loudly with a "bang" sound, which frightened Miffel and hurriedly hid aside.
At this time, someone suddenly heard another voice in the crack in the wall: "What's so noisy? Is that dead ghost king here again?"
This time the voice was a woman's. It sounded sharp and thin, like that of a young woman.
Everyone looked back and saw two slender hands stretched out from the gap in the wall, holding the stone wall, and then stretched out a beautiful head with long hair shawl.
Immediately afterwards, there was a smooth shoulder, slender waist, and round hips. This time it was a completely normal human shape, and it was a beautiful woman with no clothes to cover her body, crawling out from the crack in the wall.