Chapter 1673 (2/2)
While talking, Cheng Feng and his team arrived at a post station.
After a morning's running, Cheng Feng and his group have been exhausted and hungry.
The charitable monk saw him and stopped outside the post station.
”You have a rest here for a while.”
The charitable poor monk folded his hands and said, ”I'm going to visit an old friend in Huanshan temple. Let's go again after the poor monk returns.”
Then the charitable monk recited a Buddha's name, turned and floated away.
After the charitable bitter monk left, Cheng Feng and others practiced hard and drew local materials.
He lit a dozen fires not far from the post station and began to cook.
The reason why they are so miserable is not that Cheng Feng likes to eat bran pharyngeal vegetables, but to sharpen themselves and improve their mood.
However, this scene fell into the eyes of others, but it seemed a little eye-catching.
Because Cheng Feng and his disciples all sealed their accomplishments. After the wind and the sun, they all seemed quite embarrassed.
Like fleeing victims.
”What happened? Why did so many beggars suddenly appear?”
At this time, a middle-aged man came out of the post station.
The middle-aged man had a square face, big ears and a bulging stomach. When he saw Cheng Feng cooking around the post station, they were.
He frowned and scolded, ”Hey, what are you beggars doing?”
”Who asked you to make a fire here?”
”If you light the post station and can't afford to buy all of you, put out the fire and disappear!”
Listening to the scolding of fat middle-aged people, all the people studied hard and frowned.
The place where they light the fire is thousands of kilometers away from the post station. Even if the fire is big, it is impossible to light the post station.
The middle-aged man took this as an excuse to scold them wantonly, and clearly did not pay attention to them.
”Sir, we're just taking a break here.”
A young man came out of the ranks of hard work.
This man's cultivation reached the heaven, but he continued to practice with the charitable bitter monk.
His mental insight is very high, which is the top-notch existence in the ascetic team.
He took the first few steps and said, ”in addition, we are not beggars. Please include one or two.”
”Not a beggar? Hey!”
After hearing what the adults said, the fat middle-aged man sneered: ”they are so poor that what is the difference between them and beggars?”
”Sir, we are really not beggars...”
Adults frown, trying to explain.
However, the fat middle-aged man was too lazy to listen.
”OK, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense.”
The fat middle-aged man waved his hand and said, ”whether you are beggars or refugees, put out the fire quickly and disappear in front of me.”
”Otherwise, I want you to look good!”
Hearing this cold and heartless words, Cheng Feng and others all sank in their faces and raised anger in their hearts.
They just make a fire to cook a meal, and they don't hinder the obese middle-aged people.
But the other party wants to drive them away, which is too overbearing.
That ascetic also frowns on behalf of the young man. As a strong man who ascends to heaven, has he ever suffered such bird spirit?
But in the end, the young man endured his anger.
Then he discussed with other ascetics and prepared to leave the post station for a distance before cooking.
However, the fat middle-aged man was very domineering.
It was disgusted that the ascetics were too slow. Raise one hand and boom!
A slap on a big pot tore the disaster apart.
He also shook seven or eight ascetics out and vomited blood on the spot.