This fat man is a monk.

Although there was no scar on the top of his head, there was also no hair, and its smoothness seemed to reflect the moonlight and see me straight.

To say that he is also really fat, shorter than the ever-dragon elephant is also fatter than the Changlong elephant, the number of open-shirts simply can not be reconciled, the general belly directly dropped out, watching some down.

In addition to the shirt outside, he did not wear any clothes on his upper body, even if the weather was still a little cold, there was no meaning of wearing a shirt...

I looked at his stomach and looked up unconsciously.

It's fat...the chest is down!

“I’ve been eating uncontrollably lately, and I’ve been a little fatter lately...”

The fat monk pulled his clothes, and seemed a little embarrassed and laughed.

Don't look at him fat, say the truth, this monk is not ugly, just casually look at his eyes, inexplicably feel a sense of intimacy.

His five senses are very well-balanced, can not be said to be good-looking, can not be said to be ugly, alone out with outsiders, can only be regarded as the most ordinary kind of passer-by.

But in his face, the five senses together are two words, lookful.

The only thing that kept my eyes open was the earlobe of this fat monk.

The earlobe is not only fat, but also unexpectedly large, with two or three times the length of the earlobe of ordinary people, and it looks extremely eye-catching.

“You are?”

“The Monk.”The fat monk replied, raising his right foot, very awkwardly on the left leg, seems to be a little itchy.

It was also at this time that I found that this fat monk was wearing grass shoes, probably because he was fat, and the soles of his feet were fat and thick, which was amazing.

The pair of grass shoes, it is estimated that it is still the kind made, or else he made it himself, and the specifications are larger than that of the Changlong elephant.

The Changlong elephant wears 50-code custom shoes, and the fat monk's shoes are estimated to be about 52 or 32...

“Is that you?”!

At this moment, Miao Wu's roar suddenly sounded, as if to find that I had a situation on my side, and the tone was a little anxious.

Before he could catch up, the fat monk ran to me a few steps, and lost me, and stood still, completely separated me from Miao Wu.

“Lord, why are you angry?”The fat monk smiled often, the corners of his mouth were very grinning, and his face was indescribable: "Say something well, don't be angry."

Miao Wu people stopped their feet five meters away from the fat monk, holding the crutch in his right hand, and holding a cloth bag in his left hand, which looked like something.

If I’m not mistaken, it’s the little man’s body.

“The thief’s donkey... I didn’t expect to see each other...” Miao Wufu laughed sneered, “It’s bad for me to be a bad thing once we meet, don’t we?”

Listening to Miao Wu people say this, he and the fat monk seem to be old knowledge.

I didn't dare to squeak, carefully looked at the fat monk for a while, only to feel a little confused.

A monk who can stand up with Miao Wu... it is not an ordinary person... but how can I not hear this number of people?!

"I'm just here to save people."The fat monk smiled, "Lord Miao, I don't want to be enmity with you, I don't want to complain to you, look at the Buddha's face, you let him go on a way."

"I don't believe in Buddha."Miao Wuman coldly hummed, “Take the Buddha to press me, do you think I can listen to it?”

The fat monk nodded and smiled again and said, “Then look at my face, okay?”

" Twenty years ago, we fought once, you did not win me, I did not win you..." Miao Wuman said, the expression gradually calmed down, sighed: "It seems that today really scored a victory."

“Is winning important?”The fat monk asked.

“The face is important.”Miao Wu said, "The last time you broke my big thing, this time it is still coming... is it like a mud?"

When I heard this, I was only surprised.

Miao Wu is about the same age as his grandfather, and the fat monk, from the appearance, should be in his early 40s.

Twenty years ago... it was hard for him to fight with Miao Wu when he was in his 20s?

"I am about the same age as theirs, but I am a little tender, and by age I am still your grandparents."The fat man said coldly.

“How do you know what I’m thinking?” and I rolled my eyes and looked at the fat monk in disbelief.

“I guessed it.”The fat monk smiled, and did not turn back, still not even looking at me.

At this time, the expression on Miao Wu's face had become more and more ugly, and the crutch in his hand was held tighter: "I didn't expect it, it was only 20 years, and your road was a little higher."

"Miao, Lord, you take away the corpses of these little people, but you want to use them to smelt the clams..." The fat monk sighed: "The living clams have hearts, the medicine clams have spirits, only the corpses are the most harmful, you must not enter the magic road ah..."

"My business is not yours."Miao Wuman sneered, “If we both start, we will certainly not be able to win or lose in a short time, but the little cub...”

I climbed up hard, walked a few steps forward, stood next to the fat monk, and looked at Miao Wu.

When he looked at me, he just felt a little trembling.

"I'm going to kill him, you can't stop him."The Miao Wu people said confidently.

The fat monk laughed twice, folded his hands, and said that I was merciful, and I could not stop it, but the Buddha could stop it.

“Those who have a good heart, all have Buddha-nities in their hearts, and those who have Buddha-nities all see my Buddha light...” The fat monk smiled, “You can fight me, but can you be against the world?”

Miao Wu people hummed coldly, “Fucking things!”

The next second, he lifted his right hand up and waved it like a sleeve.

Before I could see it, I just listened to the two crisp sounds of the snap, one black and one white, and the two beetles with the big fist of the child, which had already hit the fat monk's face.

The two beetles in addition to the special color, the rest of the physical features, are similar to the shit shell, but they are not so docile, just met the face of the fat monk, the next second to drill into, directly in the fat monk's face bite out of the two big holes.

But strangely enough, the two blood holes appeared for only a few seconds, and soon recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the flesh and blood were squeezing in the middle, and I could see.

“Damn, twenty years have passed, and your hard-heartedness has not changed...”

The fat monk smiled unabated, as if he could not feel the pain, covered his mouth with his hand and coughed twice.

When he opened his hand again, there were already two more "Beetles" in his palm.

The color of the two worms is black, which is no different from ordinary shit, but whether it is body type or shape... what it looks like is the worm that has just got into his body!

“You are more skilled than you were at that time...” Miao Wu’s frown, the heavy eyes were becoming more and more obvious.

“A poor monk is not a clam, he is a clam.”

The fat monk said, bending slightly over and putting the two beetles on the ground.

“The thorns?Can you do it too?”The Miao Wufu laughed disdainfully: "I see that your thief is a mad mind of cultivation!"

The fat monk smiled and shook his head, and did not argue with the Miao Wu people, and turned to say.

"The Lord, harm the people, complain, you will not understand this truth."

“Speaking to people.”The Miao Wu people scolded.

“People speak that it is not appropriate to settle down, and it is not too fast to step back into the open sky.”The fat monk smiled and shook his head: "His grandfather is the Shen Yan king of the Shen family, and the temper of the old beneficiationist I have been taught, more than you..."

“Can he beat me?”The Miao Wu people asked.

“Not necessarily.”The fat monk did not exaggerate, scratching his head: "You don't know Bo Zhong, fight to the end, it must be both losses."

“So what am I afraid of him for?”Miao Wu said coldly, glancing at me, his face full of killing.

I did not dare to look at Miao Wu people, turned my eyes, and asked curiously: "Old man, do you know my grandfather?"

“Known.”The fat monk laughed.

“You are...” I stood.

Without waiting for the fat monk to answer me, Miao Wu's side scolded me.

“The Scared Thieck!If you want to fight!Don't be in front of me!I look annoyed!”