I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

Now that the New Year is approaching, there are fewer people on the road, and most of the wanderers have returned to their hometowns.

The Shizipo Hotel has also entered the off-season.

In the hotel, there is only one drunk monk sitting by the window.

The monk is fat and strong, with a face full of flesh and murderous aura, giving people a look that he is not easy to mess with.

Although it is the coldest month of winter, the monk still took off his shirt, bare-chested, and revealed the flower embroidery tattoos on his back.

Lin Xuan glanced at the flower embroidery on the monk's back and found that it should be a peony flower.

It's quite coquettish.

"Huh?"

Hearing the footsteps, the monk raised his head and looked at Lin Xuan and the others, then leaned against the wall and dozed off again.

"The monk looks kind, how should I address you?"

Lin Xuan looked at the water-grinded Zen stick placed aside, and his heart moved slightly.

"Familiar? Where have you seen me before?"

The monk seemed to be a little alert and said blankly: "Why...why can't I remember?"

"...I came from Tokyo Bianliang and went to Daxiangguo Temple to burn a few incense sticks. I saw a monk who was handsome and majestic. He looked a bit like you."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly: "Since you can't remember, I probably made a mistake. Don't blame me."

"Wait!"

The monk hesitated for a while and said through gritted teeth: "My surname is Lu, my Dharma name is 'Zhishen', and I managed the vegetable garden in Tokyo Daxiangguo Temple for a while. If you say you have seen me before, it's...not surprising."

The monk must have drunk a lot of strong liquor.

He stuttered and looked naive.

"???"

Huang Rong felt a little dizzy and felt that her head was full of question marks.

Monks emphasize the emptiness of the four elements. Once they enter Buddhism, they cut off their worldly ties. From now on, they should forget their names and address each other by their Dharma names.

Even if they are unhappy with being a monk and return to the secular world, they will lose their Dharma names and use their original names.

This is the first time that Huang Rong has seen someone connect his surname and Dharma name together, and he is so proud of it.

To the point that Huang Rong can't figure out whether the monk in front of her is really open-minded and doesn't care, or is too uneducated.

Monks these days...

Are they so wild?

"So it's Master Lu. I'm Lin Xuan, and this is my sworn brother Huang Long. Master, it's a pleasure to meet you."

It really is this guy.

Just now, seeing that the temperament of this monk is so similar, Lin Xuan couldn't help but give it a try.

In the novel, Lu Zhishen was indeed knocked over by Sun Erniang here.

If it weren't for Zhang Qing's rescue, he would have become a bun filling.

However, this time point is a bit strange.

Logically speaking, Lu Zhishen should have gone to Erlong Mountain with Yang Zhi.

But now the birthday gift has been robbed for several months, Yang Zhirun should have become a bandit long ago.

I don't know what went wrong, causing this monk to come now.

Is it because the New Year is approaching, and he is in a hurry to be the stuffing for the buns?

"Hahaha, I also have a good friend named Lin, and I am naturally a straightforward person."

Lu Zhishen looked at the leftovers on the table and said loudly: "Boss, bring some more wine and food, and I will pay for these two brothers."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Zhishen tilted his head and leaned against the wall to take a nap again.

"Okay! What do you two guests want to order?"

Sun Erniang's service attitude is still quite good.

Hearing Lu Zhishen's words, she immediately came over and laughed.

"Boss, cut three pounds of yellow beef, some refreshing wild vegetables, and two glasses of wine."

Lin Xuan looked at the confused Lu Zhishen and understood.

There is no need to say much about Lu Zhishen's martial arts. He was like a human King Kong who could uproot a weeping willow tree.

Even Wu Song, who was famous for his bravery, might not be able to defeat this reckless monk.

In terms of fighting, ten Sun Erniangs might not be able to beat Lu Zhishen.

However, the strength of the Cross Hill Black Shop was not because of Sun Erniang's fighting ability...

It is also possible to guess that Sun Erniang thought that Lu Zhishen was fat and strong, and he looked delicious.

So she acted decisively and gave Lu Zhishen a lot of drugs.

Looking at Lu Zhishen's appearance, he was just trying hard not to fall asleep.

It was difficult for him to walk.

No wonder Sun Erniang invited me in so happily.

Most likely, she thought that Lu Zhishen might fall to the ground at any time and turn into a big pot of bun stuffing.

He could not make any waves at all.

"Okay!"

Sun Erniang said with a smile: "We also have freshly baked big buns in the store, which are famous far and wide. Would you like to have two baskets to try them?"

"...No need."

Lin Xuan was silent for a while and shook his head.

Although he was somewhat interested in new things.

But human meat buns were too curious and unacceptable.

Who knows what part of the meat is inside...

It's disgusting to think about it.

"Enjoy your meal, sir."

Sun Erniang was quick and skillful.

After a while, she cut a large plate of meat, fried a plate of strange wild vegetables, and poured two glasses of wine, and piled them on the table.

Yellow beef should be quite decent.

Not to mention Sun Erniang, even with Huang Rong's cooking skills, it is impossible to make human meat taste like beef.

"It tastes okay, it's okay to try it."

Huang Rong took a sip of the wine, brought it to the stove and warmed it up.

The wine was light in color and looked nothing special.

Although some knockout drugs were added, the content was not that high.

Even if an ordinary person drinks a few glasses, it should not have much impact.

In all kinds of novels and TV dramas, the effects of knockout drugs are often described in an extremely exaggerated way.

It seems that knockout drugs are all high-end products like Ten Fragrance Softening Powder and Sad and Clear Breeze, which are colorless and tasteless.

A great hero would fall to the ground and be torn into pieces immediately after taking a sip.

A fairy heroine would be even more miserable after touching it, and 10,000 words of subsequent plots need to be omitted.

It seems that those people in the martial arts world have no power to resist knockout drugs.

In fact, this idea is nonsense.

Maybe there are high-end products like Ten Fragrance Softening Powder in the martial arts world, which are colorless and tasteless...

However, this requires many scholars and pharmacists to modulate and purify this stuff.

The cost is extremely high.

It is estimated that only the royal family can master it.

Under normal circumstances, in this era of simple technology, the knockout drugs circulated in the ordinary martial arts world...

Those with many impurities will cause cerebral hemorrhage to pharmacists in later generations.

The effect is also average.

If added to wine, it will not only have a strong taste, but also make the wine turbid.

If added to food, it will taste strange, almost like it has gone bad.

Only a fool would eat it!

Add some seasonings such as pepper to cover up the strange taste?

In theory, it is feasible.

However, this is ancient times!

Seasonings are rare.

Maybe it is more valuable than gold!

If you use this thing to take drugs, you will lose money and doubt your life.

Therefore, when the black shop owner uses knockout drugs.

You can only add a small amount to the wine to win by quantity.

When it accumulates to a certain level, after three rounds of wine, the customer's reaction is not so sharp...

Another big wave!

"It's fate that we met on the road. Master Lu's wine bowl is empty. Do you want a few more bowls?"

Lin Xuan and Huang Rong drank a few sips of wine casually, and saw Lu Zhishen looking at them with sleepy eyes, and smiled.