What?

The old demon Fang, who was terrified of countless martial arts powerhouses, legendary figures, living fossil-level existences in later generations, was confused.

Only when Cao Yi's figure completely disappeared did he come to his senses.

With a pair of small hands on his back, he walked around the room and repeatedly visited Cao Yi's expression when he just slapped him, as well as gestures that might have special meanings.

After a long time, I almost burst into tears when I thought about it, but I couldn't figure out what it meant.

At the same time, on a small building on the street several miles away from Fangzhai.

King Ginseng, who had already applauded the wine and food, poured wine for Cao Yi, and said with a smile: "I don't know, I thought it was a beautiful monkey who was apprenticed to the ancestor Bodhi."

Cao Yi glared at it, picked up the wine glass, sucked it, and then put it down and said, "Fang Han has a bad background and is used to the warmth of human feelings. He has developed complex personalities such as inferiority, selfishness, courage, bend and stretching, strong, cruel and vicious, and villain's success. He is very similar to the monkey who just debuted. If he was not when he was still weak, he would correct it a little, and I would interfere with him that day, and he might have killed me."

King Shen patted his thigh and said, "Don't say it's really similar to monkeys. When a monkey was born, he was only wild. To put it bluntly, he was selfish and cruel. The TV series beautified the monkey. Later, for the sake of immortality, the monkey left Huaguo Mountain, crossed the ocean and ran to the land, wandering in human society for a long time, and was used to the warmth and warmth of human feelings. When he followed the Bodhi Patriarch, he did not make any mistakes. He was more out of awe. After he became a master, his nature was exposed. He didn't know how to endure. Whoever bullied him would be the one who ended up being suppressed. If Fang Han had not had an author who had cheated on his background and was born against the will of heaven, he would have ended up worse than Sun Wukong."

Speaking of this, it looked at Cao Yi with a meaningful look.

Cao Yi is also a despicable protagonist who cheats everywhere in life and always lives in a desperate situation.

Cao Yi ignored him and continued to drink wine and eat vegetables.

Speaking of which, this kind of life is the real life. Those ascetic protagonists who practice every day, do not know the spring and autumn, and do not know the various aspects of life, live too boring.

In a flash, half an hour passed.

After eating the food and drinking the wine.

"Master, why don't I go and make it clear that I guess he is not as smart as a monkey."

King Chan whispered.

Cao Yi nodded.

He was also a little worried that Fang Han was confused.

...

In the room, Fang Han didn't even eat food in order to think about what Cao Yi meant.

I was so hungry that I was clamoring.

It's too late to go for dinner now.

He remembered that there was a piece of pastry in the cabinet beside the bed.

It was bought by him during his birthday not long ago, and he gritted his teeth and spent money. He was reluctant to eat it and kept it.

He rummaged through the cabinet, found the key, opened the cabinet, and was stunned.

The pastry inside disappeared, only a little bit of crushed rice.

In the corner not far from the box containing the pastry, I don’t know when there was a small mouse hole.

"Damn mouse, how dare I steal my osmanthus cake"

He was so angry that his head was almost smoking.

At this moment, a small head emerged from the mouse hole.

Fang Han practiced for so long, but it was not in vain. He reached out and grabbed the mouse's head.

"Squeak..."

The little mouse screamed in panic.

Fang Han carried the little mouse with a resentful look on his face, walked to the bucket, scooped a little water, walked outside, and poured it into the depression.

Then, squat down and press the little mouse inside.

The little mouse squeaked and struggled.

Just when the little mouse was about to die, Fang Han stopped.

I returned to the room, found the tools to make a fire, and set the fire at the door.

Put the little mouse on the fire and bring it to you later.

The little mouse is tortured to death.

Fang Han was still not satisfied, so he found another knife, and he wanted to peel the little mouse's skin.

King Shen, who had been watching outside the yard for a long time, had his mouth twitched.

This kid is too revengeful, so don't offend him in the future.

Fang Han still couldn't finish peeling the little mouse.

His technique was too unfamiliar, and the little mouse was injured too much, so he died with one knife.

"Fang Han, what are you doing?"

King Chan was attached to Fang Dayu who lived in the same yard with Fang Han, and walked out with a bag of oil paper.

"This mouse stole my osmanthus cake."

Fang Han said depressedly.

"It's okay, I have roast chicken here"

King Gan smiled and shook the oil paper bag in his hand.

Fang Han was a little surprised. In his memory, Fang Dayu was not a generous person.

"You have to take out the half bottle of wine you hide"

King Shen licked his lips on purpose and said.

"I'll go now"

Fang Han turned around and returned to the room.

Soon, I came out with half a bottle of wine.

The two of them were chatting and fucking while drinking and eating roast chicken.

Fang Han wanted to speak a few times but stopped.

King Shen was anxious for him.

"I, I have something to ask you?"

Fang Han finally couldn't help but say.

"What's up?"

The king of ginseng didn't raise his head.

"I have a friend who met a master who wanted to be a master, but the master patted him three times and left. What do you think this means?"

Fang Han asked calmly.

I also have a friend who thinks you made up stories on Zhihu.

King Chan complained in his heart.

"I don't know how to pat my shoulder three times, but I know how to pat my head three times."

King Chan said.

Fang Han's eyes suddenly lit up, "What does it mean to slap three times on the head?"

The wine glass on the stone table in the san Dynasty was thrust out.

Fang Han immediately understood and poured a glass of wine for King Ginseng.

After drinking the ginseng Wang Meimei, she said, "It's a long story. This is a monkey's story..."

Fang Han has been working in the Fang family, and his eyes were almost glaring out after hearing such a mysterious story from Journey to the West.

He was very envious of the monkey's origins. He was born a slave.

He heard that the monkey was unrestrained in Huaguo Mountain, and he yearned for it very much.

Over the years, he has been trapped in the Fang family like a cage bird.

When he heard that the monkey was troubled by immortality, he thought of himself who had always hoped to truly practice.

He felt that he had suffered all the hardships in order to become a disciple, so he felt it.

When he heard that the monkey was a disciple, he wanted to learn the real skills, but he refused Bodhi Patriarch repeatedly. He was hit on his head three times, and his expression was very strange.

Why did that Taoist priest act so similar to Bodhi Patriarch?

"The monkey is so smart. I quickly figured it out that the three times meant the third update. During the third update, I went to find the Bodhi Patriarch. The ancestor was indeed waiting for him. So from that day on, the monkey embarked on the road of cultivation and quickly learned somersault clouds, seventy-two transformations..."

King Chan kept talking until the monkey made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace.

"Later, what happened later?"
Chapter completed!