The Heavenly Master was kicked by a donkey! This is naturally embarrassing! As the masters of these three Heavenly Masters, I cannot say no to ignore it, but I absolutely have no idea about it when I ask me to find the place. However, it is necessary to visit it in the past.

The Dalong Temple is located on a low mountain in the northern suburbs of Wuhan. It is said to be a low mountain, but it is actually more like a large earth slope of more than ten meters. The braised meat restaurant is located at the foot of this earth slope.

There is a dirt house that is only fifty or sixty square meters, with a donkey tied to the door.

The donkey was black, with a white belly and four hooves, a diamond-shaped red fur on his forehead, and his eyes looked listless. I just sniffed with disdain.

I looked at the donkey with a look of surprise. For some reason, I always felt that the donkey looked at me again with a downward look. It seemed that the one who walked past him was not the four heavenly masters, but four slightly larger ants.

The left and right sides of the road, and the three of them were filled with fear and bowed to the donkey sincerely.

I could only laugh it off and walked into the braised pork shop.

This shop is definitely a terrible trick for merchants. As we all know, monks are vegetarians, and even monks with wine and meat will not come out to eliminate these braised meats!

Of course, there are also other places. It is said that when the King of Tang fled, he was rescued by Shaolin, so the monks in Shaolin Temple were allowed to eat meat by Tianenhao. However, compared with other temples, it is still a taboo to get involved in meat.

The pilgrims came to ask the Buddha for their work. In order to express their sincerity, they wanted to take a bath and change their clothes and go on a hunger strike for ten days and half a month, indicating that they were clean and respectful to the Buddha. They would not buy the braised meat here.

Then this braised meat shop is open here and has not been driven away by the monks, and has not yet closed down due to poor management. This is a very disagreement in itself.

The store is very neat and even in addition to the kitchen, there are two old seats, placed at the door.

An old man in his sixties sat in front of a table with a plate of braised meat in front and a half-meter-high gourd next to it. While eating braised meat, he comfortably filled a mouthful of wine from the gourd, feeling at ease. He ignored my arrival.

I didn't hesitate to sit in front of him and directly reached out to pick up a pig's trotter, put it in my mouth and chewed it.

"Uh! Didn't you see this is mine?" The old man looked at me, then at the pig's trotter in my hand, and asked curiously. His eyes looked like he was looking at a madman.

"The taste is average, it has not been cleaned up yet. You see, there is still a bunch of hair here. I said, even if you don't make it, you should go to snack!" I took a few bites, pointed at the pig's feet, and there were black spots in the crack, and said dissatisfied.

"Hahaha! Interesting, my friend, are you talking about how to make this pig's trotter?" The old man suddenly became interested and looked at me with a smile and asked.

I shook my head, took out a bottle of Drunken Dragon Drink, opened the lid, and took a sip: "Oh! I'm even doing business with such skills, which is a pity for my good wine!"

The old man's nose unconsciously sniffed in the air, his face changed, he was a little moved, and he felt that he was too priceless. His eyes unconsciously watched the porcelain bottle of Zuilong Drink swaying in the air.

"Uh, what are you drinking?" The old man asked angrily for a while. He couldn't help swallowing in his throat.

"Drunk Dragon Drink." I replied lightly, raised the porcelain bottle and took a big mouthful.

"I know it's the Zuilongyin. Is that still there?" the old man asked, his tone becoming a little anxious in a strange tone.

I glanced at the old man and his wine gourd, and said with some contempt: "Drunk Dragon Drink!"

After saying that, he felt a lightening in his hand, and the porcelain bottle came to the old man at some point.

The old man held the bottle and didn't care that it was me who had drunk it. He carefully placed it under his nose and smelled it hard. He sighed and said with a sigh of regret, "It's true that it's the Drunken Dragon Drink, or the quality of the Drunken Dragon Drink for a hundred years! Alas it's a sin! This is a shameful waste. Is the Drunken Dragon Drink like this? "

Looking at the old man's excited nonsense, I said with great interest: "Old man, that wine is mine."

"It's mine now!" The old man instinctively hugged the Zuilongyin in his arms, like a child protecting his candy. He immediately turned red and thought that the wine seemed to have been snatched by him.

"Ahem, this is what you got from eating my pig's trotter. What's the point? You have an objection!" The old man seemed to feel a little out of control and explained it, but he thought that his reasons seemed to be untenable, so he looked tense and looked like you could do anything.

What can I do? The other party is obviously eating something you are doing, and if you don’t accept it, you will beat me!

How to fight? The three celestial masters were kicked by a donkey and had to apologize. They didn't want to follow in the footsteps. Facing the old man's scoundrel behavior, I could only sigh, take out a bottle of Drunken Dragon Drink from my arms, and put the Qiankun Mirror on the table.

The old man was happy at first, but then was shocked, and then he was about to get up immediately.

"Jing'er, come out to pay homage to the elders. There is something delicious!" I would not give this guy a chance to summon Jing'er to come out directly.

The old man paused, his face was extremely hard to see. His eyes were filled with sorrow.

"Ni Ge?" the old man asked with a serious expression.

I nodded, and the mirror had already come out and sat on my lap, tilted his head, looking at the old man in front of me with a proud look, pouting, and interrupting, "I have eaten what he has on him. I'm full now. Dad, it's better to bring him with me than to buy it. I'm asking him to give it to me when I want to eat it."

"Uh! I want to eat you now, I'm very busy!" The old man immediately showed a sly smile when he heard Jing'er's words, and said with a sly smile.

Jinger pouted and arranged the old man's arrangement, and stretched out his hand: "Take it."

"What?" the old man asked in a blink of an eye.

"I'm 80% full now and I can eat something. You always have to give me a gift! I see that your wine gourd is good." Jing'er said and smashed her mouth, showing an interest.

"Uh! This doesn't work, do you think this work? How fun?" The old man slapped the gourd like a magic trick, and there was an extra whisk on his hand.

My eyes couldn't help but condense. The best spiritual weapon! What is the reason why this old man can use the best spiritual weapon as a gift?

Jing'er didn't even look at it, pointed at the gourd and shouted: "Stingy, stingy! Give it to me!"

The old man immediately looked like he was desperate and looked at me pitifully and said, "Ni, Ni Ge's nephew, I am Qing Yunzi's senior brother. Look, you should persuade the little ancestor to ask for this top-quality spiritual weapon. This gourd is not only a space immortal weapon, but also all the belongings of me, the old man, throughout his life."

Things have reached this point, and I have also confirmed the identity of this old man. I must be Zhang Guo, one of the Eight Immortals, who rides a donkey, and is old.

One of the Eight Immortals, Mr. Zhang Guo is the most greedy. But what I can’t understand is why Mr. Zhang Guo stayed in such a place and started a braised meat business by himself.

"Dare you dare to ask if it's Uncle Guo?" I calmed down on the Jing'er who was still pouting angry and asked with a smile.

"Haha, it's my uncle, but Mr. Guo's name is not my common name. My nephew can call me Zhang Haoran. The so-called righteousness and spirit are permeated with the long rainbow." Zhang Guo's words naturally showed a lofty look.

"Jing'er, what do you think Uncle Master will give you?" I simply ignored the narcissistic guy and turned to ask Jing'er.

It doesn’t matter what you call it. Anyway, the name of Mr. Guo is also my layman name. I have something to say. Mr. Zhang Guo hurriedly said.

Jing'er pouted and looked at Zhang Guo Lao, but she was very well-behaved because I didn't make any noise.

I rubbed Jing'er's face with pity. Then I asked, "Why are Uncle Master here?"

"Oh!" Zhang Guo Lao sighed and said, "This is not your trouble. Do you think I like to eat my own food! By the way, how did the host of Dalong Temple offend you?"

"The host of Dalong Temple is not a person from the mysterious world. Or a scum from the metaphysical world. I have evidence that this person has already defected to a Western God organization." I said directly without hiding it.

"Impossible! Nephew, are you mistaken? The host of Dalong Temple also has the early stage of the eighth rank. He is even more indifferent to the world. How could he join the God Organization of this cult?" Zhang Guo Lao stood up and said excitedly.

"Uncle Master, I think you should know the secret of Qingyun Temple. Two years ago, Qingyun Mountain was sealed because the seal of the underground palace was broken and a group of faceless ghosts were released. Most of these faceless ghosts entered the God Organization, including this Dalong Temple, and there should be many. Do you want to go and see it yourself?"

As soon as I heard Mr. Zhang say that the host of the Dalong Temple is at the level of the eighth-grade Heavenly Venerable, I immediately decided to have a cheap master Zhang Guo, who will do it. As for those faceless ghosts, there are three servants of the Heavenly Master, I need to plan carefully. These are all ten-full-to-all-to-all-to-pleasure pills!

Zhang Guo Lao hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind and said, "Mr. Nephew, there may be other hidden information in these things. Don't rush here. I will accompany you to Dalong Temple to find Fayuan. Let's face it. Ni Ge, you have been disturbed by you recently. You should also look at everything and ask for some trouble. This is a bit nonsense."

Zhang Guo Lao looked like he was disappointed.

"Uncle Master, it's useless to say more. Why don't we go and see it yourself. If it's wrong, I will naturally apologize." I said confidently. I absolutely trust the information of the Zhonganhai Special Operations Team.

There is a saying that the power of the masses is the greatest.
Chapter completed!