Ten Years of Buddhist Cultivation, One Thought into the Devil: the Beginning of Refining Leifeng Pag

　　Listen to each other's questions.

　　Instead, he looked calm and replied.

　　"Poor monk, come here for a night."

　　"Ha, are you here to stay overnight, then the guest must have come to the right place. Who does not know about our Gaojiazhuang in this ten-mile-and-eight villages? Master, look at the decoration and arrangement of our place. The guests are all good. I like it. Especially the candlestick... Does the master feel that it has created a romantic atmosphere? "?"

　　The woman chatted.

　　Wuxin was unmoved along the way.

　　Smile and watch it all.

　　But now he looked calm.

　　Among the beads, the hidden Nie Xiaoqian felt Alexander.

　　Outsiders do not perceive the danger here.

　　She has been promoted to Ghost Immortal, how can she still not feel it?

　　So this time, her expression was also very nervous.

　　The further you go inside, the more demonic you feel.

　　Especially the candlestick that the woman just mentioned.

　　It even made Nie Xiaoqian's scalp explode.

　　Because at this moment, in her eyes.

　　Where is the candlestick.

　　Under the flickering red candle, what is hidden is clearly a rake with a cold light!

　　……

　　Above this blade, there is a lot of murderous aura.

　　Who is the owner of this place?

　　It feels even more terrifying than the red-haired monster I met in Liusha River before.

　　Mage, it shouldn't be an accident.

　　……

　　Nie Xiaoqian thought.

　　A heart, gradually tightened.

　　On Wuxin's side, his expression was always the same.

　　At this time, I followed the woman who led the way and visited all the way.

　　We have reached the depths of the inn.

　　"Master, do you eat barbecue?"

　　"Of course." Wuxin smiled and nodded.

　　The woman looked at it and was not surprised.

　　Instead, he clapped his palms excitedly and said again.

　　"Yes, it would be great if so."

　　"Then let me introduce to you the highlight of our Gaojiazhuang Changsheng Inn... roast suckling pig!!"

　　"This roast pig is tender on the outside and tender on the inside. It tastes crispy and delicious."

　　"I can guarantee that you only have to taste it once, guest, and you will definitely come again next time."

　　Hearing the words inadvertently, he also looked at the oven in front of him.

　　Looking at the crispy and delicious roast suckling pig, he nodded slightly.

　　He also gave a positive comment, "This roast suckling pig looks really good, did you do it?"

　　"of course not."

　　"How can I make such a good suckling pig, it's the owner of the shop... The pig just made it, and the people gave it a nickname, the meat man and the pig!"

　　After the words fell, the closed door behind him finally opened.

　　A handsome young boy with flour, flour, and oil is being rescued in the kitchen.

　　Leaning back on the chair,

　　Holding the jug, looking at the bright moon in the sky.

　　There was an indescribable tenderness and sadness in his eyes.

　　……

　　This Rou Lang pig was just looking at the moon, motionless.

　　Wuxin looked at the other party, but also did not move.

　　At this time, time seems to have fallen into a standstill

　　After a long while.

　　It was the woman who was leading the way, who couldn't stand it.

　　Opening his mouth, with curiosity, he asked Wuxin again.

　　"Grandmaster……"

　　"Grandmaster……"

　　"What exactly are you looking at?"

　　She was a little curious.

　　Heartless but his expression has not changed.

　　Sitting in his seat, he replied calmly.

　　"I'm looking at a pig."

　　"pig?"

　　The woman was stunned.

　　Then he looked at the oven at the rear, and tried to ask, "Master said, is it a suckling pig?"

　　"Master, would you like a roast suckling pig too?"

　　……

　　"No, the poor monk is looking at a... self-deceiving pig."

　　Unintentionally shook his head.

　　After saying this.

　　The hands are tied with a statue of a prisoner, and they are photographed forward.

　　A seal landed.

　　The scene on all sides changed suddenly.

　　The Gaojiazhuang, which was originally brightly lit, was suddenly covered with cobwebs and became a dilapidated place of death.

　　There were no guests on all sides.

　　There are only one after another, corpses that are about to rot.

　　In the oven, what hangs is not a roast pig.

　　But one human-shaped corpse after another!

　　As for the woman beside her, this time she is no longer beautiful.

　　Although still handsome.

　　But it gave birth to a pig face.

　　At this time, I saw that the illusion on all sides was broken

　　The woman couldn't help but scream.

　　Covering his face and roaring.

　　Staggeringly, he ran towards the rear.

　　I also waited until Wuxin was photographed.

　　In the kitchen, Rou Lang Zhu Gangye, who was originally lonely Mochizuki, finally stood up.

　　The Sen Leng Nail Rake that was hidden under the candlestick just now appeared in his hands.

　　Zhu Ganghya finally turned his head and looked at Wuxin.

　　He spoke again, with a strong suffocation and coldness in his words, and said.

　　"Deceiving yourself?"

　　"Smelly monk, who are you talking about, deceiving yourself?!".

Chapter 73

　　71. The pig just shot and the Fahai who was hit [please subscribe, please customize]

　　"Except for the bright moon, everything here is fake, even your appearance is fake. Pig Gang Mane, the poor monk said that you are deceiving yourself, is it wrong?"

　　Wuxin looked at the pig just in front of him with a calm expression.

　　He was not intimidated by the evil spirit on him.

　　At this time, when he opened his mouth, he asked calmly.

　　"You will never come back to Heaven in your life!"