The old monk said: "The calculation of the holy grandmother is not wrong, there must be strangers and other worlds on the top of Mount Tai!"
"Elder, what did you find?" an old man in black asked in Japanese.
"Mount Tai, an ancient legend. This is a sacred mountain. There are many legends in ancient China. There are many gods and monks here. Its mystery is not recognized by our technology. It is the same as the old lady and the old man. Characters, you can spy one or two." The old monk said.
"An East Asian broken mountain, how can it be comparable to our Mount Fuji!" said a man in black.
The old monk raised his gray eyes and glared at the man in black just now. The man in black couldn't help having a cold war. The old monk's gaze was so terrible that he didn't dare to speak any more, and he took two steps after he finished quietly. , To stabilize the mind.
The old monk said: "Go and tell the military department and ask them to prepare a bottom frame of the Taishan Mountains and bring it to me."
One person walked back two steps in salute, took off his black clothes and put on a set of trajectory military uniforms before walking out of the hall.
At this time, on Daming Lake, on a dilapidated fishing boat, a big monk and a gray-clothed old man were sitting face to face around a dilapidated big mud hill. On the brackets on top of them, there were some three or four catties roasted. Carp, and some barbecue.
Some wretched old-fashioned gray clothes grinned, gnawing a piece of grilled barbecue in his hand, eating, the big monk on the opposite side, holding a deerskin water sac, eating this grilled fish while drinking, looking at the gray Old clothes, neither of the two spoke, neither spoke.
There were two grilled fish and a piece of barbecue in the big mud hill. The great monk's hands and the old man in gray clothes were successful, and he unconsciously grabbed the piece of barbecue in the big mud hill and said: "Old miscellaneous hair, It is agreed that one piece is for one person. You can't grab this piece from the old man."
The old man Huiyi said: "Old monk, I think you can't eat it anymore. My old man will help you eliminate your sins."
"Old bastard, don't grab it, this is for my apprentice." The great monk said.
"Old monk, even if you eat meat and drink by yourself, if you can still make your apprentice annoyed by the precepts, let's not let your brother get old." The old man said that he was going to grab the remaining piece of barbecue.
At this moment, the bow of the boat shook, and I wonder if there was another person in the bow. This person was holding a harpoon in his hand and a bastard on it, looking at the old man and monk in gray.
The old man in gray and the great monk glanced at him, and they started fighting for the barbecue again. The person holding the harpoon looked at him and ignored him. They were still grabbing the barbecue, reaching out to grab the old monk and the old man in gray. I took a bite after opening the meat.
"Lao Situ, this meat is mine, you can't grab it!" The great monk and the old man in gray yelled in angrily.
The man with the harpoon in one hand held the harpoon in one hand and the barbecue in the other hand. He placed the harpoon on the big mud hill and grilled the living king on a charcoal fire. He ignored the great monk and the old way of gray clothes.
Didn’t see each other right away, Brother Baisheng and Brother Zhuge came to have a piece of meat and were reluctant to let me taste it
The old monk and the old man in gray glared at him angrily, and ignored him. The two still stared at each other and let no one else. The old man with the harpoon looked at him and couldn't help but feel happy.
Situ Laoer said: "You two old things are still fighting for a piece of donkey meat like a child."
Unexpectedly, his words have already been spoken, the great monk and the old man in gray said, "This is not a piece of donkey meat!"
"Yeah, it's not donkey meat..." The old man with the harpoon opened his mouth and took a bite, and said, "This is donkey meat?"
"Take it back, if you eat it, it's wasted." The monk said, going to grab the donkey meat in the hands of the old man with the harpoon.
The old man with the harpoon leaned back cheerfully, snatched the thugs he had caught, and looked at the monk in a puzzled way.
The gray clothes said old-fashioned: "You robbed his apprentice's flesh, I think you are doing it?"
"How come a little monk comes out again, the monk doesn't eat meat...?" The old man with the harpoon looked at the big monk.
The monk said: "No matter, the Buddhist school pays attention to fate, so it will be cheaper for you, an old fellow."
Now the old man with the harpoon was confused, and the gray clothed said old-fashioned: "You can taste the difference between this meat and other meats."
The old man with the harpoon listened to the old saying of the gray clothes, and tore off a piece of donkey meat, and said: "It's a little bit different, but also has a medicinal smell. Don't be the donkey meat that tastes delicious."
The great monk said: "To give you something to eat, it is simply a violent thing."
The old gray clothes said, "The horse you ate is said to be a horse dedicated to the shadows in ancient times!"
The old man with the harpoon listened to the old man in gray and asked, "Is there really such a horse now?"
"Isn't it said that this horse legend is that only Yang Guang and Sichuan Tangmen have horses, but are there really horses now?" the old man with the harpoon asked.
"You ask us and I ask who to go." The great monk said.
"Where did this horse come from?" the old man with the harpoon asked.
"Little devil," said the old man in gray.
"Little devil, and this shameful thing, how can you come?" the old man with the harpoon asked.
"The two of us were commissioned by an old senior to take care of a junior. This is the little guy who got it." said the old man in gray.
"What kind of big man can get out than you two old ghosts?" the old man with the harpoon asked.
"That senior can't say it." The great monk said solemnly.
The old man with the harpoon said, "Then if you come to see the children, why are you here for?"
"Tell us, there has always been such a horse in the Royal Palace of Germany?" the monk said.
"No horse meat, it's weird!" said the old man with the harpoon.
Huiyi said in an old way: "Why is this, this old bald head, is not willing to eat it for you, right?"
"I feel like eating this stuff can increase my skill?" The old man with the harpoon asked in surprise.
"It not only increases skill, but also prolongs lifespan, which is better than the legendary, Taoist pill!" the grand monk said.
"Is it really possible? I have never heard of this horse, and it has this effect?" The old man with the harpoon was surprised.
"Not before, but if you have this, then you have this function." The old man in gray took out a small jade box in his arms and said.
The old man with the harpoon grabbed it. The little jade box in the hands of the old man in gray clothes opened it and said, "This is a kind of highly poisonous. The medicine can see the blood in the throat?"
"Well, that's the case." The old monk and Hui Yi said almost in unison.
"How is this possible?" the old man with the harpoon asked.
"Old Zamao and I assumed that the medicinal power in the horse meat and this kind of poisonous reaction played a role, and only then has the medicinal power of this pill." The great monk said.
The old man with the harpoon stood up and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, the great monk and the old man Hui Yi grabbed him, "Leave the ointment!" the old monk and the old man Hui Yi cried.
The old man with the harpoon said: "Brothers, what are you doing?"
"If you want to go, you can leave the ointment!" The old Hui Yi reached out and grabbed the small jade box in his hand.
The old man with the harpoon said: "Brother Baisheng and Brother Zhuge are both outsiders. Just do it like this, but the rules are broken!"
"What rules, what year rules, we don't care." The old man in gray glared.