One Piece's Flow is Like Fire

I thought this flattering remark would make the king happy, but he slapped Luo Yulian in the face with a slap, calling her an idiot and telling her not to mention a word.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't, don't make me angry, or you will bite off your little brother first!" Luo Yulian threatened.

However, she found that Zhang Yang was staring at it, and his eyes were not on her, so she raised her head and looked up, but she felt something dripping on her face, she reached out and touched it, and was surprised to find that it was Blood!

The beams above were pitch black, and nothing could be seen, but blood kept dripping down.Luo Yulian was a little panicked. With a wave of her hand, she made a blue flame from her hand, and then threw it on the room. As the flame rose all the way, it illuminated the beam above, so she could see clearly There was a little man crawling on the crossbar!

"Goblin, you dare to be a hooligan under my little hooligan's eyelids, it's so deceiving, eat my spoon!" The little hooligan jumped down while wiping his nosebleed, holding a long-handled soup spoon in his hand, he pushed hard towards Luo Yulian knocked on the head.

Luo Yulian hurriedly took two steps back to avoid the hooligan's attack. She got dressed and shouted, and the goblins in the back kitchen also ran out.

The hooligan jumped down and ran to Zhang Yang's side, then took out the knife he had hidden on his body, quickly untied the rope tied to Zhang Yang's body, and said, "Okay, it's up to you next." He was alert. He stared at the four goblins in front of him, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see any response from Zhang Yang, then he looked back and found that Zhang Yang was still lying on the table.

"What do you mean by looking at me?" Zhang Yang smiled wryly: "I've been put on ecstasy, and now my whole body is powerless, why are you running down?"

"You..." The little hooligan sniffled and said with tears streaming down his face, "Your uncle's."

The sharp-mouthed old man asked Luo Yulian at this time: "Who is this kid? When did he come? Why is there no movement at all?"

Luo Yulian shook her head and said angrily, "I still want to ask you, did you not notice such a big living person running in? What are you still doing? Why don't you go and tie him up!"

Not long after, the little hooligan was also tied to a table, he looked at the goblins in front of him, and said, "Several donors, the poor monk just passed by here, if you can, you can do it. Is it convenient to let me go?"

Luo Yulian tapped his little bald head, and then asked: "Little brat, dare to disturb my mother's good deeds, tell me, how did you come in?"

The hooligan had to be honest. He actually ran down the mountain secretly at night to seek alms. When he saw that the store was about to close, he ran to the back kitchen. I couldn't find it either, no pancakes, no mutton, just a little soup.

At that time, he was scooping the remaining lamb soup in the pot with a spoon in his hand, but when he heard someone coming, he had to climb up the beam on the stove and waited there.But I saw everything that happened after Zhang Yang came in...

"Okay, it turned out to be a little thief who stole my food." Luo Yulian felt that something was wrong, she hurriedly shouted: "You lie! You are obviously a monk, how could you steal sheep soup? Tell me! What the hell are you doing? who is it!"

"Good sister, does a bald head have to be a monk?" After finishing speaking, the hooligan glanced at Zhang Yang, who was also tied to the table, and said, "The one over there is also bald, but he is not a monk either."

"Do you think I'm a fool?" The pointed old man took out his pipe, tapped the rascal's head, and said, "Although he has a bald head, he has no scar on his head, and he doesn't wear a monk's robe. What about you? It's six o'clock, and you're still wearing monk clothes, what's not a monk?"

The little hooligan couldn't make it any longer, so he confessed: "Okay, I'm a monk, but what if I drink mutton soup, who stipulated that monks can't drink mutton soup and eat mutton?"

Several monsters looked at each other in dismay, and the pointed-mouthed old man asked, "Do you have a problem with your intelligence? Of course, it is prescribed by the Tathagata Buddha. You are a monk and naturally a believer in Buddhism. Don't you even know this? That's right for vegetarians."

The little hooligan shook his head: "Did he stipulate that I can't drink mutton soup? Besides, I only believe that I will eat it when I'm hungry, regardless of whether it's meat or vegetable, now we are the most capable, that's why we are here. The world is so prosperous that the sheep that are killed are domesticated and born to be eaten.

If one day sheep rule over people, and we are enclosed to eat meat, do you think there will be sheep who will come out and say that humans cannot eat it?Natural selection, survival of the fittest, life and death, reincarnation of the six realms. "

Regardless of the reaction of the monsters after hearing this, Zhang Yang was already shocked by him. He knew that the only meat-eating monks in the world, except Jigong, was him.

And this little monk who is only twelve years old can have such a great understanding. Those words he said are actually summed up in four words: "I don't believe in Buddhism!"

Chapter 517: Reverse

Obviously, the little hooligan's remarks surprised everyone present. Of course, the possibility that he is a child with innocent words cannot be ruled out, but Zhang Yang firmly believes that this is what he thinks: he does not believe in Buddhism. .

Luo Yulian walked around the hooligan's table, then looked at Zhang Yang again, she said with a smile: "No matter where you are from, don't blame us for being ruthless, so Tender doll, the skin can be tender and watery when you pinch it, I can enjoy it."

Hearing the word "enjoy", the shy thing that Luo Yulian and Zhang Yang did just now appeared in the little hooligan's mind, his face flushed, and saliva flowed from his mouth, "hehehe" smirk.

The sharp-mouthed old man didn't know what he was smirking, and said: "There is a problem with your brain, whoever likes to eat, but you'd better act faster, solve it early, and go back to receive the reward early, this day is spent in the world of humans, It stinks all over."

Luo Yulian wanted to have a good time with Zhang Yang, but it was almost dawn, and her sexuality was disturbed by this little thing, so she didn't want to do anything, so she reluctantly said to the two strong men: "Da Mao Er Mao, the two of you will take care of Zhang Yang, sir, we both went to the back kitchen to fry this little monk."

The two strong men nodded, they walked to Zhang Yang, then followed Luo Yulian's method and slowly approached his body with the knife, one aimed the knife at his heart, and the other put the knife on his neck .

The sharp-mouthed old man untied the rope on the little hooligan, carried him to the back kitchen, and said to Luo Yulian as he walked, "It's better to steam it, the meat is tender, and fried is not delicious."

"Just do what you want." Luo Yulian said, looking back at Zhang Yang, and said to him: "Little brother, I hope you will not be so reckless in the next life and provoke our king, that is a dead end, the immortals are here. I can't save you either." After speaking, she twisted her butt and followed the sharp-mouthed old man in.

Seeing that the two big men were about to smear the knives on Zhang Yang's neck and heart, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he used his inner strength to materialize the flowing blades.

Boiling hot white steam began to be released from Zhang Yang's body, and the two big hands were burned by the steam. They shrank their hands suddenly, screaming and backing away.

Unfortunately, Liu Ren Ruohuo was instantly released by Zhang Yang, and then wiped their necks at a fast speed. The heads of the two were cut off in the blink of an eye, rolled to the ground, and fell to the side.

In the back kitchen, Luo Yulian and the sharp-mouthed old man, who were about to put the hooligan into the steamer, heard the movement. Luo Yulian hurried out, while the sharp-mouthed old man paused for a few seconds. His eyes rolled around and he felt that something was wrong. Not right.

No matter how big the man is, his strength is not low, and he can make such a terrifying cry, indicating that Zhang Yang is really unusual, and he must have untied the rope.So the sharp-mouthed old man thought about it, but he still thought it was better to run away, so he carried the little hooligan, tapped him twice, sealed his acupuncture point so that he couldn't scream, and then quickly ran out .

Luo Yulian ran out and saw that the heads and bodies of Da Mao and Xiao Mao had been separated, and they had already shown their original shape, they were two fat spiders.Green blood flowed all over the place, the air was filled with a disgusting stench, and Luo Yulian looked around, but there was no sign of Zhang Yang.

"Where are you! Don't pretend to be a ghost!" Luo Yulian shouted because she was afraid: "Old man! Old man! Damn, when I go back, I will eat you to the bone!"

Just when Luo Yulian saw that the situation was not good and was about to slip away, she just turned around and saw Zhang Yang standing behind her.Liu Ren Ruohuo had been inserted into Luo Yulian's stomach. She stared down at her wound with wide eyes. She wanted to open her mouth to speak, but she couldn't make a sound because of the pain.

"If you had said who your king was earlier, I wouldn't have hurt you." Zhang Yang said coldly: "Unfortunately, a pretty goblin has to court death."

Luo Yulian opened her mouth, moved her lips, and fell to the ground.

"Oops!" Zhang Yang was still recalling what Luo Yulian's lips meant just now, but suddenly remembered that the rascal was still in the kitchen, and when he ran over to take a look, he realized that the person was gone.Zhang Yang ran to the street, then whistled, and saw a cloud fly down from the sky and landed at his feet: "Cotton Cloud, let's go!"

Zhang Yang went round and round Chang'an Avenue, but did not find the figure of the little hooligan and the pointed old man. He guessed that the two must have left the city and ran away, so he flew out of the city.But he didn't fly for long when he saw a small figure on the ground walking towards Chang'an Avenue.

"Little hooligan!" Zhang Yang shouted his name and flew down.

The little hooligan rolled his eyes and walked on the road, but before he took two steps, he fell to the ground, unconscious.When he woke up again, it was already noon the next day. After opening his eyes, he saw a small unfamiliar room with a simple bed and simple furnishings.

But soon, a piece of clothing on the other side of the bed attracted his attention. It was an old cassock with a few torn holes on it, and he didn't know who it belonged to.

After the little hooligan stretched out, he saw two large wooden basins and two wooden buckets in the yard. One wooden basin was empty, and the other wooden basin was full of tableware and chopsticks. A wooden bucket filled with water.At this moment, Zhang Yang came out from the back kitchen holding a stack of bowls that he had just taken back, and then he saw the little hooligan and greeted him.

"Wake up, do you want something to eat?" Zhang Yang put the tableware and chopsticks into the wooden basin and said, "Do you want to eat beef noodles?"