The host, she focuses on farming

Chapter 949 The Cleansing of the Demon Cult 818

There was a fire burning in Ye Zhi's heart. Originally, he would honestly burn his one-acre acre of land, but he didn't expect the old monk who lit the fire to pour another bucket of oil on it. The fire burned even more intensely.

Something had to be done to suppress it.

Therefore, seeing the chopsticks flying towards her, Ye Zhi didn't dodge or dodge, and her movements couldn't even be called fast, which formed a sharp contrast with the chopsticks, which only had an afterimage.

But even at this slow speed, the palm of her hand just casually drew a semicircle in the air. For some reason, such a slow speed was also invisible to people. The chopsticks were paralyzed in her palm like ordinary chopsticks.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Ye Zhi swung the chopsticks back with her backhand: "Give it back to you!!"

Seeing her understatement, Old Liu couldn't understand that he had encountered a hard stubble. He made a quick decision and didn't try to catch the chopsticks he threw out. Instead, he lifted the table and swung the flying chopsticks.

It turns out his knee-jerk reaction was right.

The chopsticks that flew back were even stronger than before, directly piercing through the table board, and the momentum was still unabated, but after all, they were blocked, and the old Liu head tried his best to catch it silently.

The hands hidden in the sleeves kept trembling, and the old Liu Tou pretended to be nonchalant: "Good work!! You are not simple, girl."

He glanced at the old monk without a trace, his eyes reminded.

The old monk was also very surprised. Looking at Ye Zhi who was already close at hand, he finally felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

"Benefactor." His wrinkled face showed a little doubt, "I don't know where I offended the donor, so murderous, and I asked the donor to explain the confusion for the old monk."

That's right, the benefactor was very talkative just now, but suddenly, I'm afraid some words offended her.

But the old monk couldn't understand it. He had said those words many times, and no one had ever acted like this.

Ye Zhi stared at the old monk closely, and when he heard his request, the face under the veil couldn't help but sneer: "Old monk, I remember that you monks don't tell lies, you asked where you offended me, that's the reason."

"This..." The old monk paused for a moment, Ye Zhi wouldn't believe it if he said it wasn't tricky, there was obviously something wrong with this guy's reaction.

"That's true, but the old monk still doesn't understand, what the old monk said is the truth, why is the benefactor angry?"

Ye Zhi straightened her back, she was exactly a head taller than the old monk, she looked down at the old monk with downcast eyes and contempt: "Do you want me to understand?"

Before the old monk could answer, the other people in the inn couldn't hold back their curiosity, coupled with the mentality of watching the excitement, they couldn't help shouting boldly: "Hey, everyone is from the rivers and lakes, even if you are a girl, you should be more bold! If you have anything to say, just say it, what is it to cover up and bully others!!"

The old monk also proclaimed a Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the almsgiver has something to say."

Ye Zhi watched coldly, the old monk really couldn't see the coffin without crying.

"Okay, since that's the case, then please take a look, Master, who I am."

With that, she took off her veil.

The people around probed their brains together, listening to her, feeling that this person who disrespects the master still knows the master?
The old monk also thought of this level. He didn't expect to meet an acquaintance here, and he looked over nervously.

(End of this chapter)