C20 (2/2)
I did as I was told. In just an instant, a large ball of blazing fire appeared on Cai Qilong's hands, and he held the Soul-returning Aroma in the middle with his left and right hands. As the Soul-returning Aroma rubbed against each other, it quickly turned into a golden powder, falling into the Soul Taking Disk's body. After the entire process was over, a small golden dot had gathered in the center of the Soul Taking Disk.
Looking at Old Monk's expression, I'm surprised that this old fellow isn't surprised at all.
Hong Jiugong laughed and said: ”Inside the Soul Taking Disk, I sealed a Soul Devouring Pet. As long as the master's life is in danger, the Soul Devouring Pet will automatically fly out of the plate to protect the owner. At the same time, it can absorb the souls of various demons and void-form demons that do not possess an actual entity. ”
It was only now that I understood that the little fellow that flew out that day was sealed by Hong Jiugong — — Soul Devouring Pet.
Cai Qilong said to Hong Jiugong, ”Master, let me go. Junior Martial Brother Wang isn't experienced enough, there's danger!”
After Hong Jiugong heard Cai Qilong's suggestion, he thought for a moment and said, ”You're right, you should still go tonight!”
When I heard Hong Jiugong's reply, I thought to myself, what does Cai Qilong mean by this? Are you going to steal my limelight? If you don't let me show off, I won't let you off! As the saying goes, if you do the first year, I will do the fifteenth!
I thought the Wang Da Gu wanted to help me, but in the end he said, ”Master, I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat?”
The Old Monk laughed: ”Let's go, my two young benefactors. We'll wait outside and we'll be able to eat fast food soon.”
I especially want to reward Wang Da Gu with two kicks. Fatty really only needs to eat something, he isn't much different from Eight Ring High Tower.
The Old Monk led me out of the meditation room. Right before we left, I saw a small bald monk sitting on a stone chair as if he was bored to death. Dustfloat left a sentence to prepare a meal, and then alone walked in the direction of the woodshed.
After Hong Jiugong and Cai Qilong came out of the meditation room, Hong Jiugong took off the broken wine pot and threw it on the ground. The wine pot slowly grew bigger and the two of them stood on top of the broken wine pot and in the end, the broken wine pot rushed into the clouds and I was mercilessly abandoned in the temple.
Wang Da Gu and I stood where we were and watched Hong Jiugong and Cai Qilong leave. At the same time, both of us were dumbstruck. Because before this, he did not realize that the unremarkable broken wine pot had such a function. Its speed was comparable to the UFO used by aliens! I guessed that Old man Hong was looking for something to capture the cannibal monster tonight, and he followed me to the stone chair and sat down.
The young monk stared at Wang Da Gu and said: ”Fatty, why did you come out of my master's meditation room?”
”Little baldy, who are you calling Fatty?!” ”Do you believe that I can wrench your head off and use it as a ball kick?!”
I know that Wang Da Gu hates it when people call him Fatty. Although it's not a crime to be fat, it's your fault if you're fat and come out and show yourself! Wang Da Gu rolled up his sleeves, probably wanting to take care of the little baldy opposite him.
I hastily stopped the Wang Da Gu and said, ”Bullshit, why do you need to tell this young monk that he hasn't even grown any hair!”
The little monk jumped off the stone chair and onto the stone table. He pointed at my head, and like a lion that was about to go berserk, he roared at me, ”You're the one who hasn't even grown all your hair! Your entire family hasn't even grown all their hair! ”I'm telling you, I'm already 50 years old!”
Wang Da Gu mocked from the side, ”You're 50 years old? If you really are 50 years old, I'll kneel down and call you grandpa! ”
Old Monk said at this time: ”Benefactor, I'm afraid if you really were to kneel down and call me disciple grandfather.”
I turned around to see Old Monk walking over with a basket that looked like it was filled with pastries.
Wang Da Gu's nose was even sharper than a mastiff's. He took a deep breath and said, ”What a fragrant sweet potato!”
The old monk ordered the young monk to get down from the stone table. He placed the basket in his hand on the stone table and took out three wooden bowls, each with a handful of white wooden chopsticks and a white lid. He pushed them in front of us.