Luo Yulian, with a rosy complexion, went Zhang Yang for a while, then sat up straight and began to slowly tug out his clothes. While taking off, he stuck out his tongue to seduce Zhang Yang. If he didn't react at this time, then Zhang Yang would not be a man. He couldn't stand his forced behavior. He planned to summon Liu Ren Ruohuo as soon as possible to end the farce, but he suddenly thought, who was the king behind these monsters?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang opened his eyes and stared at Luo Yulian and asked, "You took away my chuwen, and you took it away so strongly."

"Yes, then should I be happy to send you a little more? Delicious little brother." Luo Yulian let out a "giggle" laugh, and her gaze shifted from Zhang Yang's face to his lower body. After seeing his reaction, she smiled with satisfaction. She said, "It's really good, let me taste what kind of taste."

Just as Luo Yulian was about to open her mouth and stick out her tongue to lick her, Zhang Yang hurriedly called her: "Wait a minute!"

Luo Yulian asked, "What's wrong? Are you still shy?"

Zhang Yang swallowed, thinking that he knew what kind of fairy you were. If it was earthworm spirit, centipede spirit, etc., could I get up again in the future? But he didn't dare to say this: "I mean, since my life is already in your hands, can you tell me who is your king? Why did he kill me?"

Luo Yulian sat up again, her eyes becoming cold and sharp. She recalled that she was sent by the king to find Zhang Yang. The king asked her how she should answer if Zhang Yang asked who he was. At that time, Luo Yulian said that she would tell him the king's name directly and ruined his courage.

I thought this flattery would make the king happy, but he slapped Luo Yulian in the face, calling her a fool, and not saying a word.

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

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

The beams above her head were pitch black and could not see anything, but they kept dripping blood. Luo Yulian was a little panicked. She waved her hand and turned a blue flame out of her hand, and then threw it onto the room. As the flames rose, illuminating the beams above, so she saw clearly that a little man was actually crawling on the crossbar!

"Fairy, you dare to act like a hooligan under the nose of my little hooligan. It's so bullying. Eat a spoon of mine!" The little hooligan jumped down while wiping his nose bleeding, holding a long-handled spoon in his hand, and knocked hard on Luo Yulian's head.

Luo Yulian hurriedly took two steps back and avoided the little hooligan's attack. She put on her clothes and screamed, and the fairies in the kitchen also ran out.

The little hooligan jumped down and rushed to Zhang Yang, then took out the knife he had originally hidden on his body, quickly untied the rope tied to Zhang Yang, and then said, "Okay, let's see you next." He stared at the four fairies in front of him vigilantly, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see Zhang Yang react. Then he looked back and found that Zhang Yang was still lying on the table.

"What do you mean to look at me?" Zhang Yang smiled bitterly: "I was ecstasy and I'm weak all over now. Why are you running down to do?"

"You..." the little hooligan sniffed and said with tears in his face: "Your uncle."

The pointed-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, do you not notice such a living person coming in? Why are you still standing there? You still tied him up!"

Not long after, the little hooligan was tied to a table. He looked at the fairies in front of him with no hope, and then said, "A few donors, I am passing by here. If you can, can you please let me go?"

Luo Yulian knocked on his little bald head and asked, "Little brat, dare to disturb me, tell me quickly, how did you come in?"

The little hooligan had to come here truthfully. He actually ran down the mountain to beg for alms at night. When he saw that the store was about to close, he ran to the kitchen. He thought that he would not bother the owner and found something to eat by himself, but he found nothing, no cakes, no mutton, only a little soup left.

He was holding a spoon in his hand to scoop the remaining mutton soup in the pot, but when he heard someone coming, he had to climb up the beam of the house on the stove and wait on it. But he saw everything that happened after Zhang Yang came in...

"Okay, it turns out that it's a little thief. He's coming to steal my food." Luo Yulian felt something was wrong after saying that, and she hurriedly shouted: "You are lying! You are obviously a monk, how could you steal mutton soup? Tell me quickly! Who are you!"

"Good sister, is it necessary to be a monk?" After saying that, the little hooligan glanced at Zhang Yang, who was also tied to the table, and said, "Isn't the one over there also a bald man, but he is not a monk either."

"Do you think I'm a fool?" The old man with sharp mouth took out his pipe, knocked the little hooligan's head, and said, "Although he is bald, he has no ring scars on his head and is not wearing monk's robes. What about you? There are six dots on his head and he is still wearing monk's clothes. What about you?"

The little hooligan couldn't make up any more, so he admitted that he said: "Okay, I'm a monk, but what's wrong with me drinking mutton soup? Who stipulated that monks can't drink mutton soup and eat mutton?"

Several monsters looked at each other in a glance, and the pointed-mouthed old man asked, "Do you have any intelligence problems? Of course, it was stipulated by the Buddha of Tathagata. You are a monk and naturally a Buddhist. Don't you even know this? Monks are vegetarians."

The little hooligan shook his head: "Did he stipulate that I can't drink mutton soup? Besides, I only believe that if I am hungry, I have to eat it. No matter whether it is meat or vegetable, now we are the strongest in humans, so we have developed so prosperously in the world. The sheep we kill are raised by the house and are born to be eaten.

If one day the sheep ruled people and put us in the circle to eat meat, do you think there will be sheep standing up and saying that humans cannot eat it? Survive in nature, the fittest survive, life and death, and the six realms of reincarnation.”

No matter what the monsters reacted after hearing this, Zhang Yang was already shocked by him. He knew that the meat-eating monks in this world were the only ones Jigong.

Moreover, this twelve-year-old monk has such great insight. What he said is actually four words: "I don't believe in Buddhism!"
Chapter completed!