Chapter two hundred and fifty-four Meat Mountain Devil
The long street is quiet, and everyone in the mountain forest goes to bed early, and all the lights have gone out, but as soon as you turn into Fenglin, you can find that the small building is still lit.
Not only did the aroma of dining tables come from the small building, but also the mixed laughter of men and women could be faintly heard in the building.
Zhang Ping asked the blue scorpion, "This is it?"
"This is it."
"Go"
Zhang Ping took the stairs next to the small building first and walked carefully, as if someone had set a trap in the small building, and the stair-door was open.
As soon as Zhang Ping walked to the door, he seemed transfixed. He had never seen so many fat women, and the total number of fat women he had seen in his life was not more than half that of now.
There are a dozen fat women sitting in the room, and they are all sitting on the ground. No matter how big the chair is, they will be crushed even if they sit in it.
But no one can say that they are pigs, because pigs as fat as them are rare in the world, and pigs never eat as much as they do.
When Zhang Ping walked to the door, it happened that a large plate of fried chicken had just arrived at the dozen fat women who were eating fried chicken together.
There are seven beds of silk at the dining table, and the fattest woman is sitting there with five or six men around her.
These men are all dressed in very bright clothes, and they are young and not ugly. They have faces and powder, but they are not very thin, but compared with this woman, they are like little monkeys.
Some of the five or six men were knocking on her legs, rubbing her back, fanning her, feeding her a cup of gold in her hand, and two faces curled up at her feet with powder on them. She tore a piece of fried chicken in her hand and fed it to their mouths when she was happy.
Fortunately, Zhang Ping hasn’t eaten for a long time, otherwise he would have vomited long ago. He has never seen anything more disgusting in his life, but instead of looking back, he strode in.
However, Zhang Ping has decided that whoever lets himself see fried chicken and wine again will be in great trouble.
Zhang Ping quietly smiled faintly in front of this meat mountain. "Happy female bodhisattva?"
The woman’s eyes lit up and said, "Do you know me?"
Zhang Ping smiled and said, "I’ve heard a lot about it."
The happy female bodhisattva said, "But you didn’t run away."
Zhang Ping looked up slightly and said, "Who else in this world can let me escape?"
The happy bodhisattva also smiled, and nothing changed when she smiled, but suddenly her body fat shook, and the whole room shook with her and fell on her back. A man in green was bounced out of the table, cups, plates and bowls tinkled like an earthquake.
The happy female bodhisattva looked at the blue scorpion and said to Zhang Ping, "Are you crying for Iraq?"
Zhang Pingxiao nodded and said, "Not bad."
The happy female bodhisattva said, "What if I have killed her?"
Zhang Pingxiao said, "Then I’ll avenge him."
Happy female bodhisattva laughed again and said, "You are a real man with courage, but I really can’t bear to kill you."
She stretched out her leg and fell on her leg. A man bounced up and said, "Go and pour the wine for this guest."
This man is not short in a purple red dress with rolling lace, but now he has shrunk up and his face is covered with a thick layer of powder.
See his hands holding a golden cup smile happily sent to Zhang Ping, "purple blood long please."
Zhang Ping didn’t take the glass, but said to him, "You can go because you are finally crying."
However, in front of Zhang Ping, the Yi cried at this time, not only without any joy, but also panicked and rushed back to the happy female bodhisattva and cried: "Female Bodhisattva, don’t you want me?"
Happy Bodhisattva waved her cattail leaf fan with satisfaction, raised her hand and stroked Yi’s crying head like a puppy. Then she said to Zhang Ping and Blue Scorpion, "Look, he doesn’t want to go, not that I won’t let him go."
Happy Bodhisattva casually stuffed a piece of fried chicken into Yi’s mouth and looked as if she had chewed something delicious. Yi cried and said with a smile, "Can you eat such delicious fried chicken anywhere but me?"
Yi cry naturally said "can’t eat"
The happy female bodhisattva asked again, "Are you unhappy with me?"
Yi laughed and cried, "My heart is dead."
The happy bodhisattva pointed to the blue scorpion and said, "Blue scorpion and I, if you want to choose one, who do you choose?"
Yi cry seems to climb to her feet and smile happily. "Choose our female bodhisattva, of course."
Happy female bodhisattva caressed her belly and laughed and said, "Well, this little girl finally has a vision and doesn’t waste my love for you!"
Zhang Ping suddenly smiled and said, "Happy Bodhisattva’s means are really extraordinary, but since the purple blood demon road has come, she will never be ready to return."
Happy Bodhisattva laughed. "I thought you were a little thinner, but now I see you more and more, so you don’t have to think about anything else. Just stay here with me."
Zhang Ping said leisurely, "I want to vomit a fat pig at a glance like you. I really don’t want to continue to wrangle with you here to see you. It’s a torment for me. You’d better die."
The happy female bodhisattva’s face suddenly changed color and sneered, "It’s better if you don’t eat a toast."
Suddenly, she waved her hand and sat on the four sides of Zhang Ping. Several fat women immediately got up. Although they were fat, they didn’t move slowly. They surrounded Zhang Ping with their legs stretched out in all directions. The roof was very low. Zhang Ping could neither jump nor rush out. It made him sick to see these women’s fat.
The fat women had just formed an impenetrable meat wall and rushed to Zhang Ping. Zhang Ping suddenly stopped moving and almost reacted, and was wrapped by the fat women who finally became meat balls.
Just when the blue scorpion was worried, the happy female bodhisattva suddenly shouted, "Don’t hurry back."
However, although her reaction was not slow, it was still too late to listen to a loud bang. Those fat women cried and vomited blood and flew out.
Later, Zhang Ping made a thunderous "goo goo" as he walked slowly towards the Great Joy Bodhisattva. Without taking a step, this small building shook as if Zhang Ping’s thin body was actually an ancient beast covered with human skin.
Listening to the happy female bodhisattva laughed, "Yes, I like powerful men." In the laughter, she jumped at Li Xunhuan, as if the whole mountain peak had pressed him.
Then Happy Bodhisattva’s big hand like a cattail leaf fan caught Zhang Ping like an eagle catching a chicken. Unfortunately, Happy Bodhisattva made a mistake. Zhang Ping is not a chicken and she is not an eagle.
With Zhang Pingmeng’s musical handprint hitting the 11th floor of the Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita and Zhang Pinghao’s overwhelming cooperation.
The whole building collapsed when everyone heard it. Oh, poof-poof, and the room was full of people who fell with it.
When the smoke cleared all over the sky, Zhang Ping was still spotless in the middle of the building, while the happy bodhisattva fell to the ground, covered with garbage and debris.
But the laughter of the Great Joy Bodhisattva didn’t stop, and Zhang Ping felt a little creepy. This woman was simply not a human being. She was simply a monster in the ancient era of the wild. At this moment, she suddenly heard the Great Joy Bodhisattva roar like a surprise, and the whole building was trembling with this sound.
Later, Zhang Ping saw that the figure of the Great Joy Bodhisattva was as thick as a tree with a wave of his left arm. Then the Great Joy Bodhisattva seemed to feel that it was just another sudden rush to the figure, and it was still to be continued.
Chapter two hundred and fifty-five David and Jonathan
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When Zhang Ping looked intently at it, he found that the woman who was happy was crying and happy. At this time, the right side of the female bodhisattva had broken a rather small mouth, and at the same time, thick blue-purple blood kept flowing out of it. There were seven poisons and the most poisonous green magic hands in Wulin. Even if the happy female bodhisattva was poisoned by the green magic hand, it would never have any good results.
However, it seems that the great masters such as the Bodhisattva are dying. At this time, Yi cry has already resisted, but there is a smile on his face. It seems that life and death have no much meaning to him.