Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 331 The old demon's eyes are smaller than a needle tip (Please subscribe)

Duan Yun and his two companions headed north until they encountered a heavy rain. Leng Yimeng looked at the cave roof of the carriage in surprise and said, "Why is there a hole here?"

She stared at the hole in the carriage thoughtfully, and it felt as if something hard had forced its way open.

Something broke open.

Duan Yun pretended not to know, but Leng Yimeng couldn't help but look at his fingers, as if thinking about something.

"This section of cloud fingers is really getting more and more powerful."

Leng Yimeng squeezed her legs together and sighed inwardly.

"If not the finger, then where?"

Thinking about it, she lowered her head and looked at Duan Yun's crotch.
The roads in Qingzhou are not easy to travel, especially the place where Su Lizhi is, which is even more remote.

After running for three days, the three of them sat in a roadside teahouse to drink tea and rest.

During these three days, my sister was driving for two days and two nights, so Leng Yixue looked a little tired.

This teahouse was built on the roadside. As the road was narrow, half of its area was expanded by inserting wooden stakes into the cliff.

However, the wooden stakes are not stable. When people sit inside, the slightest movement will cause the stakes under their feet to shake slightly.

Through the gaps between the wooden stakes under your feet, you can vaguely see layers of clouds rising from the bottomless cliff below.

I have to say that the scenery is nice when drinking tea here. You can see the mountains at a glance, and it looks like a fairyland surrounded by clouds and mist.

But drinking tea here is also quite exciting. As the wooden stakes on the ground tremble slightly, there is an illusion that you will fall off the cliff if you are not careful.

Just at this moment, three fat men came.

Three fat women, as fat as meat tanks, with layers of fat on their bodies.

But the strange thing is that although they are so fat that even pigs would be ashamed of themselves, their faces are still presentable.

The one in the middle even looks pretty and has white teeth. If she covers her body, she would be the type that would attract the attention of the Murong brothers.

But only Duan Yun was in the mood to observe their appearance.

Because of the arrival of these three fat women, everyone in the teahouse was in panic.

It seemed as if they had no idea of ​​their own weight. As soon as they came up, the wooden stakes under their feet creaked and swayed up and down, but they still walked there in a swagger.

After working for a while, the three women finally sat down.

As soon as he sat down, the whole teahouse sank.

The wooden stakes, which were not tightly fitted to begin with, suddenly bore a weight that they were not supposed to bear, making them even more dangerous and frightening.

Most of the guests could no longer bear the pressure and slipped away.

The teahouse owner hurried over and said with great EQ, "There are private rooms outside for you three. Please come over here."

At this time, the woman in the middle heard it and screamed, "Big sister, second sister, he said we are fat!"

“It’s discrimination against us!”

"I'm just a little fat, what's wrong with that? Why should I be disliked?"

The teahouse owner quickly waved his hand and said, "Three of you, I definitely don't mean that!"

But the next moment, he was lifted up by the female tank like a chicken.

Duan Yun saw this and asked in confusion, "What are these three fat women up to?"

At this time, Leng Yimeng whispered: "This is the flesh Buddha of Qingni Temple."

Hearing this, Duan Yun suddenly became alert.

Aren’t these the crazy women who chased and killed the Murong brothers?

Yes, Brother Murong told him that even though he brought up his name "Old Devil Duan", bah, Young Hero Duan, the other party still did not give him face and forced his attack.

All I can say is that he is still feeling upset.

If you don't give face to Young Master Duan, you'd be a big evil heretic.

At this time, the flesh bodhisattva said: "Actually, we are fine with a little insult."

The teahouse owner was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Ms. Fairy is very generous."

The meat Bodhisattva nodded and said, "Your Excellency is very generous. You still say that we are fat."

"I don't!"

"Forget it, I don't care about these things. You just need to take out your savings to make up for our losses."

"Loss?" The teahouse owner was a little confused for a moment.

"Because you said he was fat, he won't eat well or sleep well for at least two days. You have to compensate him. What's wrong with asking you for some silver?" said the fleshy Bodhisattva in the middle, holding his neck high.

In other words, although she held her neck high, it was not obvious because she was too fat, but the unreasonable aura was there.

As a result, at this moment, the panicked teahouse owner showed a determined expression.

"You want to blackmail me? But I'm not afraid!"

The teahouse owner said with a righteous look on his face.

"That money is what I worked so hard to save. It's mine! Not a penny less."

"Ok?"

At this time, even Duan Yun and others were surprised. They did not expect that the teahouse owner would be so principled when it came to money.

The flesh bodhisattva narrowed her eyes, which suddenly shone with brilliance, and said, "We have always been doing good deeds and have never wanted to commit the sin of killing. Why do you want to take my life?"

When she said this, she seemed to have really turned into a living Bodhisattva, and her tone was full of compassion.

But at this time, the fat on her right hand began to tremble.

"Wait a minute!"

Leng Yimeng spoke first.

The three "Flesh Bodhisattvas" of Qingni Temple looked over. The gazes from their six eyes were like six extremely slender flying knives that could cut through human flesh and blood.

Leng Yimeng did not retreat at all and looked up.

It's not just because she is a righteous female detective, but also because there is someone behind her to support her.

With this person around, she can enforce justice without any scruples.

The flesh bodhisattva in the middle looked at Leng Yimeng and her sister for a while, then sneered, "Who do I think they are? Isn't this someone who works for the Qingqi Division?"

Leng Yimeng said seriously, "I know it's the Qingqi Division, you should go to another place to beg for alms."

To be honest, even with Duan Yun supporting her from behind, she was still a little nervous facing the three flesh Buddhas of Qingni Temple.

The ancestor of Qingni Temple, Rouzun, was a person whom even a figure like Li Feixia dared to ride on, and her disciples were naturally as daring as ever.

At least at that time, the Murong brothers, as the Green Knife Demon, and also known as the "Duan Demon", were unable to suppress these fellow disciples.

All we can say is that with the Flying Knight on the Meat Lord in front and the Green Knife Demon sitting on the Meat Bodhisattva behind, it seems that there are no taboos.

At this time, the flesh bodhisattvas really laughed and said, "The Qingqi Division is interesting, but the Qingqi Division in Qingzhou is nothing! If I am not happy with you, I will even knock down the door lintel."

As he said that, the man in the middle looked at Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue, and said with a wicked smile: "I see that the two taels of meat on your chest are quite strong, I can borrow them to play with."

Leng Yimeng straightened her neck and said angrily: "Who are you looking down on! This girl is at least half a catty!"

Duan Yun was too tired to complain for a moment.

Why do you care so much about this?

"Whether it is heavy or light, I will weigh it myself!"

As he spoke, the flesh Bodhisattva in the middle grabbed the teahouse owner with his left hand and attacked Leng Yimeng with his right hand.

This man looks fat and his whole body shakes whenever he moves, so he should be very clumsy.

Unfortunately, they are not. Even if they are fat, they are one in a million, and they are fat and nimble.

The little meat mountain's body was surprisingly fast, and his fat hands like a palm-leaf fan were about to grab Leng Yimeng in an instant.

As a result, the next moment, the meat mountain suddenly trembled, retreated five steps, and let out a strange cry.

The other two flesh Bodhisattvas were startled and discovered that there was a bloody hole in their sister's right eye.

"There are masters too!"

The two of them looked at each other with a slit in their eyes, and instantly locked onto Duan Yun who was drinking tea there.

He sat there from beginning to end, as if he had never moved, but he was able to break their fat without anyone noticing.

You have to know that their bodies are like the flesh of Bodhisattvas, which can be condensed and moved freely, and even swords and knives can hardly cut them and cause them to bleed.

Yes, even the famous swordsmen in the martial arts world, such as the Zhouzhong Silver Swordsman, holding the legendary "Blood Silver Mad Knife", could only cut their skin and remove the fat under the skin.

Qingni'an's physical skills are unique in the world. There is a saying that even if the sharpest swordsman uses all his strength to stab a hundred swords, he can never see the true body of the Bodhisattva.

The so-called true body of Bodhisattva is their body that bleeds.

Because their fat is thick enough and coupled with their unique skills, it is very difficult to break through.

But just now, the opponent's attack was too fast and too powerful, so the careless Third Junior Sister didn't even have time to activate her body protection skills before she was injured by the opponent.

This power is truly terrifying.

At this time, the fattest woman on the left saluted and said, "I didn't expect that there was a master here. Sorry to bother you."

Having said that, he was about to leave with his two junior sisters.

But at this moment, Duan Yun's voice rang out - "Who told you to leave?"

The Three Flesh Bodhisattva paused.

Although they admitted defeat and chose to temporarily avoid the limelight, they were not so submissive in their hearts.

After all, he has been a fat man all his life, used to bullying people, so it is inevitable that he is angry now that he has suffered a loss.

They had already given the other party face by choosing to settle the matter peacefully, but the other party still refused to give up?
Sister Flesh Bodhisattva said: "Your Excellency's methods are not bad, but we are not afraid of you."

Duan Yun raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you are not afraid, then come and die."

The other two flesh Bodhisattvas are about to step forward and perform the meat mountain pressing technique.

Yes, if they, along with everyone else, crushed the teahouse and fell off the cliff together, it would definitely be easier for them to survive.

After all, this body of fat is not just for looking beautiful.

At this time, Sister Rou Bodhisattva stopped them and said to Duan Yun, "Do you really want to make enemies with my Qingni Temple?"

Duan Yun said: "Even if you are from Qingni Temple, you should admit your mistakes properly."

"Senior is right."

The Flesh Bodhisattva turned around, picked up the teapot, respectfully mixed a cup of tea for Duan Yun, brought it to him, and said respectfully: "Senior, please have some tea."

Duan Yun picked up the teacup.

Seeing this, the Flesh Bodhisattva felt a little relieved.

This should be the lover of the female detective of the Qingqi Division. She is very powerful and looks very cruel, but no matter how cruel she is, when facing them, he can only find a way out at most.

Do you really dare to make fun of them?
As a result, the tea just spurted out of Duan Yun's mouth as soon as it entered his mouth, accurately spraying on the eye sockets of Sister Rou Bodhisattva.

Duan Yun said, "It's cold."

The flesh on Sister Rou Bodhisattva's face twisted, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Senior, wait a minute."

As she spoke, she went outside to the teapot and carefully added some hot water.

I have to say, this man looks sturdier than a pig, but he is quite skillful in doing these tasks, with a kind of beauty like carving flowers on shit.

"Senior, it's hot this time, please."

Duan Yun picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Senior Sister Rou Bodhisattva retreated a little cautiously, and this time, Duan Yun did not spit in her face.

She was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but with a hiss, the tea flew out again and hit the same spot, causing a slight pain.

"It's so hot, are you an idiot? You can't even test the temperature?" Duan Yun asked.

The two sisters behind him were about to rush forward, but Sister Rou Bodhisattva stretched out her right hand to stop them, saying, "Senior is right, wait a moment."

This time, she touched the teapot repeatedly with her fat hands for a while, then poured a cup of lukewarm tea and brought it to Duan Yun.

Leng Yimeng, Leng Yixue, and several other bloodthirsty gangsters nearby were quite shocked when they saw this scene.

Because they had never seen the Flesh Buddha of Qingni Temple so good-tempered.

It's hard to even hear it.

After all, it was a sect with no taboos from top to bottom, and even the former martial arts legend Li Feixia was suppressed to the point of vomiting blood.

Duan Yun took the teacup and took a sip.

This time, Sister Rou Bodhisattva took the initiative to say, "Senior, are you satisfied this time?"

Duan Yun nodded and said, "This tea is indeed neither hot nor cold, it's just right, but why are you so ugly?"

"I'm ugly, but what does it matter?" Sister Flesh Bodhisattva said with twitching cheeks.

Although they are incredibly fat, everyone in the world knows that they care a lot about their appearance.

Just like when you meet Duan Lao Mo, you have to call him "young hero" and treat him as a young hero, when people in the martial arts world meet these fat women, they generally regard them as real beauties. Some people even have to sleep with this fleshy Buddha in order to survive.

Duan Yun said: "Don't you know that if you bring me tea when you are so ugly, it will affect my appetite for tea?"

Sister Rou Bodhisattva nodded and said, "Senior is right. In order not to disturb your fun, I will leave now."

Seeing that Duan Yun didn't say anything, Sister Rou Bodhisattva suppressed her anger and retreated with her two sisters.

As a result, Duan Yun said at this time: "Stop."

"Senior, so what?" Senior Sister Rou Bodhisattva said with bloodshot eyes.

"It's disgusting enough that you look like pigs. Why do you step out of the door with your left foot first?" Duan Yun asked.

The Flesh Bodhisattva looked down at his left foot which had just stepped out of the threshold, and when he looked up again, the wrinkles on his face had twisted into a ball.

"Fuck your mother!"

"Sisters, come on!"

With a loud bang, the three flesh Bodhisattvas jumped up in an instant, scaring everyone.

Because at this moment, the roof of the thatched house was blown away.

It is hard to imagine that three fat women who seem to weigh five or six hundred pounds can jump three or four feet high in an instant.

Yes, they not only jump high, but also give people a feeling of being as light as a swallow.

Weighing five or six hundred pounds and being as light as a swallow are two extremes, but at this moment they are connected together, forming a strange and terrifying scene.

The three women jumped high at the same time and fell down at the same time, so in the eyes of everyone, it was like a mountain falling down.

They have been preparing for this move for a long time!
It can be said that you can advance or retreat.

If I advance, I can smash the enemy to death. If I retreat, even if I can't kill him, I can just destroy the teahouse and die together.

When you fall off the cliff, who lives and who dies will depend on who has thicker flesh and teeth!
Leng Yimeng and Leng Yixue saw this and shouted, "Retreat!"

But Duan Yun still sat there and only responded softly with one sentence - "Go away."

It was good that Brother Murong was not here, otherwise he would have said, "Brother Murong, look carefully, this is how fat women are gathered!"

At this time, the motionless Duan Yun finally moved.

(End of this chapter)