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In the lobby of the hotel, there are many people...

Zhang Debai and Sam were playing with a mole cricket. This one was caught from under a rock. The mole cricket was very big, about the thickness of an arm, and very strong!

"Hey Xiaobai..." Sam said, "Have you ever eaten charcoal-grilled mole crickets?"

As a kind of insect, mole crickets generally have some medicinal value, but they are used in relatively few places, so they are considered unpopular among medicinal materials.

There are more used ones like Scorpion Tugen!

Humans have always obtained from nature, and this world also obtains a lot, such as boulders for building fortresses, various wooden furniture, and so on.

"I've eaten it..." Zhang Debai blinked and said, "It tastes very delicious."

Zhao Yunxiang rolled his eyes at the side. He lived in the countryside when he was a child, so he naturally ate bugs.

When I was young, my family didn't have much money. When my parents were farming, they always brought back some huge bean worms, which were usually fried and eaten.

When Zhao Yunxiang was a child, he always felt that fried bean worms were too ferocious, with their mouths open, and the row of thin legs stretched to the sides, which looked a little scary.

But until they grow up, the bean worms can hardly be seen, let alone eaten.

The fried bean worms are very fragrant and crispy, much better than Bell eating big worms raw.

"I still think roasted locusts are the best!" Zhao Yunxiang interrupted suddenly.

"Huh?" Zhang Debai was startled, "Does the old man eat bugs?"

Eating bugs is unacceptable for some people, because of the regional reasons, the preferences for food are also very different.

But all over the world, people eat bugs, and some people are obsessed with them.

"What's wrong with eating bugs?" Zhao Yunxiang asked back. A while ago, I saw people scrambling for the corpses of cockroaches.

No one wants to experience the feeling of being hungry all the time!

Several people are chatting,

I saw a man wearing a bamboo hat coming in from the outside.

The man was dressed in coarse sackcloth, holding a string of black beads in his hand, chanting words, as if he was chanting scriptures.

"Monk?" Zhao Yunxiang frowned. So there are monks in this world?

"That's right, this is a profession!" Mengmeng said, "It's just that I didn't expect monks to come to the slums..."

"Occupation?" Zhao Yunxiang was puzzled, "What occupation?"

"You can be understood as an exorcist!" Mengmeng said ambiguously.

"The exorcist?" Han Qianluo blinked his big watery eyes and stared at the monk curiously.

The monk is about 60 years old and looks a little old, with deep wrinkles on his face and gray eyebrows.

The monk walked straight here, as if he was heading towards Zhao Yunxiang.

"Hi, benefactor, may I ask if Wang Pomegranate is in your hands?" the monk asked Wang Pomegranate.

You must know that Wang Shiliu was a wanted criminal in the major fortresses hundreds of years ago. Here, the average life expectancy of human beings is only 50 years, and the people in the slums will not exceed 30 years old.

Because of the harsh living conditions, people die every minute, some from bacterial infection, some from starvation, and some from drowning in cesspit.

This also shows that very few people know Wang Shiliu, let alone what that bastard looks like.

When Wang Shiliu showed her face at that time, the tortoise's shell was not complete, but it was a little green, so the chance of being recognized by others was not high.

But this newly arrived monk actually asked Zhao Yunxiang for Wang Pomegranate!

This shows what?

It means that this guy came directly to Wang Shiliu!

"I said no, do you believe it?" Zhao Yunxiang raised his brows, and it was better to hand over Wang Shiliu.

And there is a big bastard with a lifespan of up to 250 years by his side, which makes me feel excited just thinking about it.

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"I don't believe it..." The monk waved his hand with a smile, stretched out his left hand like willow bark, rolled up his sleeves, and said again, "I can find this place because I have full confidence to know his news."

There was a strange aura in every gesture of this monk, he couldn't say he hated it, nor could he say he liked it.

But Mengmeng dislikes this old man very much, and has a faint dislike.

After seeing the old man, Mengmeng even felt a strange riot in her body.

I can't wait to go up and slap him a few times!

Can't take it anymore!

Can't take it anymore! ! !

"Monk!" Mengmeng got up and said with her waist in her hand, "Didn't I tell you? The bastard you are looking for is not with us!"

After Mengmeng finished speaking, she was a little embarrassed, she actually just said that bastard.

The name Wang Shiliu sounds like a person's name, obviously it has nothing to do with Wang Ba.

"Hehe..." The monk grinned and stared at Mengmeng with squinted eyes.

The latter was stared at by the monk, and she also scolded herself secretly, what did she do when she got up?

"Little girl, are you stupid?" The monk said seriously, "I just mentioned the name Wang Shiliu, but you told me that there is no bastard here, how do you know that Wang Shiliu is a bastard? "

"Who is the bastard scolding?"

At this moment, Wang Shiliu appeared on the stairs on the second floor. He was staring at the monk with mung bean eyes.

This person looked familiar, but he didn't know where he had seen it before.

Wang Shiliu thought about the memory carefully, but just couldn't remember it.

Could it be that he was bullied by me?

Back then, when Wang Shiliu was in charge, he had bullied many people. You must know that in a high position, he would always do something he had to do.

Wang Shiliu has offended many people, but how many people are still alive?

It can only be said that the Juggernaut at Fort Norton is one of them!

But the bald man in front of him is definitely not a sword master!

"Wang Shiliu, I finally found you!" The monk only had Wang Shiliu in his eyes, and his expression was very stern.

For a while, the anger in the hall was relatively quiet, only the sound of "da da da" made by Wang Shiliu walking down the stairs.

"Who are you?" Wang Shiliu put his ears on and said casually, "Are you here to ask for my autograph?"

Although Wang Shiliu did a lot of evil, but there used to be a lot of kneeling and licking... Uh no!

It's for fans!

A lot of people found it and wanted to sign it!

You must know that Wang Shiliu was in control at that time!

A high and mighty existence!

"I want your life!" the monk said.

"Hehe, you can't!" Wang Shiliu revealed her turtle shell, "Can you break through my defense?"

He is very confident in his defense!

It's a 250-year-old turtle shell after all!

Very hard!

"Hmph!" The monk sneered, turned into a god of war with a crooked face, and then roared, "Dawei Tianlong, cinnabar Ksitigarbha! Shout out!"

"???" Wang Shiliu and everyone greeted each other with a big greeting.

Zhao Yunxiang and Han Qianluo supported their foreheads.

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