Chapter 251 (1/2)

At this time, in the ancient village in Southwest China, the village where the ghost lady is, the place where the fat monk is imprisoned

”Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng, Deng -”

the slow footsteps came from outside the door. The fat monk who had just slept weakly raised his head, slightly opened his eyes and looked at the door.

Just then the door opened and a man came in to deliver the meal.

Now it's dinner time, and all the people are here again. The fat monk is here these days. He always has this person around him, and he remembers it. It's the same when he looks at his own, delivers his own food and comes to inspect when he has nothing to do They've all been hated by him!

Now these people are very afraid of him. The number of people who inspected don't like to come down to see him, but their fate is bad. They have to come here. They can't help it. They have to take a hard look and get a couple of words to get up quickly.

The key is that they have all reflected it. This monk has no magic power except the Buddha's light to protect his body!

In other words, he is a defensive type. He can attack himself, so there is no need to come down to see him.

But it doesn't listen

Alas, life is so hard. I'm already a member of the lower class. I have to be punished by a prisoner who is clearly captured by myself. Everything is true!

The man who came down didn't look special. He was holding a small stainless steel bowl in his hand. Inside the bowl were some vegetables that might be fried or stewed. He couldn't see what they were. They were green.

”Oh, here comes the grandson!” The fat monk looked at the guy who came to deliver food for himself, laughed and joked.

“……” The man was speechless for a while, but he couldn't help it. Even his boss couldn't help him, let alone beat him. Moreover, the ghost lady didn't know what was wrong. He had to die, so he had to eat for him!

Life

The food delivery man came to him with a bowl. The guard came over, untied the rope of the fat monk's right hand and handed him chopsticks to eat.

Because there are two ropes that bind his arm, one is on the wrist, the other is on the upper arm, and what he unties is only on the wrist, so he can only move below the elbow, which is also on the safe side.

The fat monk took the chopsticks, went to pick the dishes in the bowl, and then handed them to his mouth. Because his upper arm couldn't move, he ate very slowly, and he couldn't pick up many chopsticks.

”Well, grandson, or I'll give you a little report! Here are your shoes! ”

Fat and still eat and say, that way, in addition to being tied to this one, looking a little embarrassed, the rest, as if he is an uncle!

The man with a black face, Quan thought he was deaf, just like a robot, holding the bowl still.

One side of the guard looked at the fat man, don't let him play tricks, while looking at the goods with sympathetic eyes.

Their guard is always here. The fat man feels bored when he quarrels for a while. After all, these two people don't talk about it. But the food delivery order only comes once. Why don't you quarrel more at this time?

The worst is the patrol! It's three times a day for the food delivery, and it's two times a day for the inspection. The less, the worse!

The most important thing is that he nicknamed someone else. The one with less hair called him ”bald” or ”bald”. Like this one with no special features, he thought he could avoid being robbed, but as a result, people played ethics again!

This is my son, and that is my grandson. In the past two days when he was locked up here, his family is full!

the fat monk eats his meals and has to make complaints about how poor you are. I think you're well dressed. Why don't you have any meat? Let me tell you, Buddha, as a child of Buddhism, I love a lot, especially small animals. How much do I like it? You have to have it! I've been hungry and thin with you these two days! ”

The guard next to him looked at the fat man's round and plump stomach. He didn't believe it and looked at him askance.

”I didn't mean you.” The fat monk continued to talk, and he did not have the consciousness of ”eating without speaking, sleeping without speaking”. ”Your food is terrible! It's better than the school cafeteria. Really, if the farmer uncle knew that you made his hard-working dishes so bad, he would be angry to death on the spot! ”

“……”

Patience! I can't bear it!

This is the real heart of the food deliverer. What can you do if you can't bear such a thing?

Fortunately, there were not many dishes. The fat monk ate for a while and then finished. Finally, the nightmare was over. The poor man who delivered the meal quickly backed back. The guards at his side immediately took the chopsticks from the fat monk's hand, brought the rope and tied him up.

The fat monk didn't resist. He just looked sad and sighed, ”Oh, it's too bitter. I don't even have meat. When I go out, I'll have a big meal!”

The guard tied the rope and snorted with disdain. His heart said, can you still go out? Even if the ghost woman told me that she couldn't kill you and that she had to deliver meals regularly every day, it's impossible for you to go out! This kind of place, even if you are optimistic, stay for a long time, sooner or later crazy!

This is also the only comfort for those of them who are close to the fat monk. I hope they can't stand the life of imprisonment earlier and go crazy quickly, so that they can relax.But of course, it can only be a mental hoax

Fat monk is melancholy, there is no meat to eat, suddenly heard the person around him has been very disdainful tone of ”hum”.

Can you bear it?!

No way! I can't stand this grievance!

”Do you know what I'm going to eat when I go out?” The fat monk looked at the guard and asked unkindly.

”Ah?” The guard didn't care. ”I don't know.”

”Oh, well, listen, I'll have fried chicken, roast duck, New Orleans roast chicken, roast meat, spicy hot pot, boiled small fat sheep, small fat cattle, small fat pigs, beef balls, sweet and spicy Oh, there are pig elbows, sauced pig feet, stewed chicken, stewed goose in iron pot, stewed fish in iron pot. Do you know how to make these? I'll tell you, you have to choose first... ”

Here he talks about the dishes as if they were named. After that, he even wants to teach others how to cook them!

Listen to the guard nearby, the saliva almost flooded the room!

”Stop it! Please! I'm wrong. Don't say it, Buddha

The guard immediately admitted