Brother Dao Committed Evil Again

"I'm very fat" is a person who can't talk a lot, plus a few cups of yellow soup, all the things in the world of heaven will shake out. If Lan Ling doesn't stop him in time, he can take the Jiezhu Palace. All the people on that street shook off.

Including what color pants he wears, and what inner pockets the lady next door wears, he can reveal it without any obstruction.

Lan Ling changed the subject uncomfortable, "Ahem, a son of an aristocratic family like Pang Daoyou, have you left the Tianji Great World now? Are you afraid of those bandits?"

"It's very fat," sighed, and suddenly felt that the wine in his hand was no longer fragrant, "Alas, no matter how powerful you are, you can't stand the jackal. Even if the creator **** comes, he can't bear it!"

His statement is not an exaggeration at all, the great world of heaven is not a place where people can stay, otherwise, he would not be living here.

Fortunately, his family is rich, and there are several saint kings in the family.

In this Great Eastern World, it is said that the Lord of the World is a kinder and kinder holy king. They came here to seek refuge and protection.

"I don't think the two of you have a place to stay. If you don't dislike it, you can come to my flying boat to be a guest, and I will definitely help you when the time comes. The conditions, you know...hehe..."

"Very fat." A pair of squinted eyes smirked at Meng Tian.

Mengtian naturally had nothing to complain about, so he threw the remaining half jar of wine in the past, "Then, that's all for now, when our two servants settle down, we will definitely give you five more jars as a reward. "

This kind of wine is very delicious. For ordinary monks, it is not easy to obtain. After all, a thousand years, ten thousand years, is really too long, and the vicissitudes of the world are changing too fast, and no one can guarantee to live for such a long time.

Therefore, the ten thousand-year-old daughter, Hong, is already the ultimate temptation for "very fat", but for Mengtian, it is something that is readily available.

After all, he was lucky enough to be the world master of the great world of Hongmeng for thousands of years, and what kind of good things could not be obtained.

There is a relationship between resources, and people are popular wherever they go, and there will be people to **** them. This is an eternal truth.

As a big family, the whole family migrated to a big world, and the people of this big world in the east will naturally not let them wait too long, and they will be released soon.

Such a family has a great contribution to the prosperity of a big world. Naturally, the more the better, the better places are preferred.

No, there was a steward of the World Lord's Mansion who took them to a bustling street. It was in a busy city, but the houses on both sides of it were always vacant and no one lived there.

This is also the wisdom of this realm master. When he took root here, he planned and built the city, and privately delineated the housing site with better terrain, and the rest was released for ordinary realm residents to live in.

Looking at the luxurious door of the mansion, there is a plaque hanging on it, covered with a red cloth. Obviously, it has not been officially named, and it is waiting for the new owner to handle it.

That "very fat" head is full of his "new darling" - Daughter Hong, where is there any extra brain to think about this problem, and she is about to hit the wall when she complains of a headache.

"Ahhh...why am I worrying about this, it's not my turn!"

He is just a little shrimp who eats and waits to die. If it is not for living a few more years and getting some delicious food, he will not cultivate hard and climb to the peak of the mirror of the gods.

"It's really annoying, Mengtian, go and help that idiot, give him a few names at will, and don't let him be embarrassed and conspicuous here." Lan Ling said to Mengtian helplessly.

She is not a nosy, just because she sought the protection of this person, became a doorman, and got his light, so she has to do something to help the host family.

Meng Tian touched his chin, he also had some headaches, but, so a few names should be better than that straw bag?

Thinking of this, he spontaneously said, "Fellow Daoist, don't panic, wait for this deity to come and give you some advice."

As soon as these words came out, the "very fat" bitter face immediately smiled brightly, "Meng Dao friend, hurry up, I will wait for you to come and help me."

Mengtian opened his mouth and was about to go bald when he heard a cultivator stand out from the slash and interrupted him.

"Ahem..."

As soon as this person opened his mouth to speak, he was arrogant, "Why should Daoyou Pang bother a stranger with such a trivial matter, you don't need to be raw if you are familiar with it, why do you still need me to explain this truth?"

That "very fat" is not a principled person, but he just thinks it makes sense, so he nodded quickly, "Fellow Daoist Lin's words are reasonable, thank you for your advice, this name will trouble you, hehe~~~"

After all, so many of them are waiting to settle in. The household registration manager of this Eastern Earth World has already held a small notebook and is waiting to record it, so there is really no delay.

"Cough cough~~" Although this person is like Meng Tian, ​​he is also a doorman, but the shelf is much bigger. I saw him walking around the door, glancing from time to time, until he was "very fat" for a long time. I was impatient, and finally choked out three words,

"Pang Sheng's Mansion!"

"It's simple and easy to remember. The mansion of the saint is very suitable for Daoyou Pang's family, how about it?"

After he finished speaking, the man raised a face that asked for merit and reward, as if he had given a name that shook the world.

No matter how muddy the "very fat" was, he didn't get muddled to this point. He gasped for breath, and after a few breaths, he blurted out, "You~ get out of here!"

If it was that simple, would he be bothered? Do you really think that Pang Deheng is a waste?

This person was yelled at like this, and he couldn't get off the stage, and he suddenly scolded, "Pang, don't be ashamed, what's wrong with my name? What's wrong with you? You don't pee and take pictures, As fat as you are, without saying that you live in a pig's kennel, the deity is already accumulating virtue and doing good deeds."

"Wow~~"

As soon as these words came out, the servants below all barked.

They are just the vanguard, who came here to fight, and the town elders in the family did not accompany them.

However, that doesn't mean they can be bullied at will.

Surprisingly, "very fat" did not panic, but said lightly to the household registration manager who recorded on the side: "Sir, this cultivator has nothing to do with our Pang Mansion, and I don't know where it came from, you see, How can such a person be handled better?"

The manager licked the brush with the tip of his tongue, looked at the man coldly, and said, "This kind of person who has not been recognized and messed in, naturally forked out to deal with Luo."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand at the place where the cultivator's name was recorded in the notebook, and a fork appeared on the paper.

Immediately behind him, two men stood up and hooked their fingers at the man, "Boy, this is also a place where you can run wild? Be obedient and capture, we will not embarrass you, otherwise ~ hum ~ ~ "

The two men were holding an iron chain in their hands, and they danced around and danced incessantly.

The man saw something bad and ran away. He was just a peak of the mirror of the **** king. These two people were in the holy king realm, so how could they be opponents.

"Want to run! It's too late!"

The chains in the hands of the two men came first, but in the blink of an eye, they shoved the man, tied it tightly, and pulled him back.

"Ahhhh!!! I was wrong, forgive me!!"

This person thought that he had already mixed in, and Pepsi had nothing to worry about. He didn't expect that he would become a prisoner in such a short time, and he didn't know what the rules of the Great Eastern World were. If he just lost his life here, he really wanted to cry to death.

The manager seemed to be annoyed by his arguing, and he didn't want to see him when he was older, so he directly ordered the two men, "Hang this man on the city wall for me to show the public for seven days and seven nights, as an example."

"After staying for seven days, according to the rules of the world, throw me into the black hole of the void. It's up to God to die or live."

"Don't! My lord, I was so wrong. Please let me go. I will get out of this world by myself, and I won't dare to offend you, please."

The man put down his arrogant face, but kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"It's too late, do you think this Great Eastern World is so easy to come by? No one will bless you, you are a stowaways, and you should be expelled according to the law."

"It's just that since you dared to offend the big family on my side, you should deal with it strictly. It's light to expel you to the void. If you dare to mess around and smash your corpse into thousands of pieces on the spot, do you believe it?"

The person in charge said it very loudly, the man did not expect that his words would cause such a big trouble, and when the corner of his eye glanced at the fat figure, he immediately pleaded loudly, "Friend Pang, I am willing to recognize you as the master, just ask You can save me."

"I'm very fat." At this time, he was full of lawsuits about names, how could he have time to pay attention to this annoying person, he refused without thinking, "You **** me, you are like this, who would dare to see you. Crooked, be careful, I will give you more strength to make you die faster."

He has a fat head and big ears, but it doesn't mean that he is really a pig's head and a pig's brain. He just doesn't want to work so hard.

The man's face was ashen, and he was dragged away by two strong men.

"It's very fat." He rubbed his face in front of Mengtian, and said flatteringly: "I was disturbed by a villain just now, please don't take it to heart, that name..."

"It's easy to say, but it's just a little effort. I have three names, and Daoyou Pang likes it. Just pick one by yourself, namely, Leyou Mansion, Xiaoyao Mansion, Qing..."

"Stop, stop!" Before Meng Tian could finish his words, "very fat" hastily interrupted him, "Le Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao Mansion, haha, that's what it means, it's called Xiaoyao Mansion, marvelous!"

Immediately, he took out a purse and threw it to Meng Tian, ​​"Thank you, fellow Daoist Meng, this trivial thing is not respectful, let's play with it!"

After he finished speaking, he walked quickly to the steward to report, and quickly set the name of the mansion.

The person in charge is a practical one. Two cultivators with excellent calligraphy were recruited, and only one sketch was drawn with a stylus. The three free and powerful characters of Xiaoyao Mansion were engraved on the plaque.

A group of servants rushed in first, cleaned the entire mansion, and then simply assigned and managed all the rooms. Lan Ling and Meng Tian were assigned to the most remote small courtyard.

Both of them are only staying here temporarily, and they don't feel that this position is not good. On the contrary, they are not satisfied, and the guests and hosts are happy.

Both of them have seen the big scene. Although the Windward Dinner that night was sumptuous, they didn't find it unusual, and only treated it with an ordinary heart.

Most of the guests at the banquet were local neighbors. They were invited and brought a bunch of gifts to their door. The banquet was full of fun, and it was not bad for killing time.

It's just that Lan Ling's master and servant are all people who have something to do. Where can they sit, they just stayed for half an hour before preparing to leave.

Just at this moment, a steward ran in and shouted loudly, and a fellow Taoist Liu came to visit and presented a basket of exotic fruits to the host, which made everyone coveted.

The people present are all monks, and they can be neighbors with the Pang Mansion. Naturally, their status and status are different. The treasures they have seen are not odd. For children of noble families like them, these things are commonplace. Today, you Give it to me, I will give him the song tomorrow, and finally turn around, there is a high possibility that those treasures will return to my hands.

They are all well-informed, but at this time they are all vying to praise the basket of rare fruits,

"Yeah! Fellow Daoist Liu is really willing to offer so many safflower fruits all at once."

"Luxury, it's really too extravagant! You know, this fruit is comparable to dragon meat in one bite. It is said that the beauty of the taste can make people swallow their tongues."

...

There are also those who don’t understand, who don’t take it for granted, who are not interested, and who are disdainful, each expressing their own opinions,

"This thing, just eat and enjoy, it's useless for practice!"

"It's just tasteless. What can I say when I come to the door with such a gift."

"This thing is not worth sharing for those of us here, but it is different for our new fellow Daoist Pang. This person looks like a foodie, and this thing is just right for him."

"So, giving something is not about how expensive it is, but about doing what you like. Let's learn something!"

...

Lan Ling and Meng Tian's master and servant, but after seeing the man carrying this basket of rare fruits, they resolutely sat down again.

"Master, I didn't expect him to be here too, it's really a narrow road for the enemy!"

"This person is narrow-minded, and he will pay back. I offended him so much that day, and it is difficult to resolve it. You should step back, and don't let him recognize you."

Meng Tian naturally understood, took out a folding fan and covered half of his face, ready to leave quietly.

Anyway, he just came here as a servant. It doesn't matter whether people are there or not, as long as his master Lan Ling is there.

This is how things are in the world. Sometimes, the more we avoid something, the more we will be entangled in something.

Mengtian went to a secret door, and planned to retreat from there, might as well have a drunken Saint King Realm Danager bump into him.

The two are evenly matched, and it is difficult to be defensive. This collision is no different from the collision with the common people.

The man's spiritual energy collapsed, and he sat down on the ground.

He apologized repeatedly, and wanted to step forward to help him, but unexpectedly this man seemed to be intoxicated, he raised his hand and smashed his fan, grabbed his collar and cursed, "You don't have long eyes, this deity is also you. Can it hit?"