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At that time, the two doors were closed more than ten times, and the gentleman was sold a flaw by martial artists, so that the gentleman could chop people with his double swords. The martial artist turned around and looked at them kindly. Only when he stopped the knife, the gentleman's head tilted to one side and his body fell on the stone. The fighters shouted:? Come out of buddhist nun, I won't kill you. Just ask you personal reasons. ? I saw the woman coming out of buddhist nun, prostrating herself on the ground and bowing down. The Monkey King said? You don't worship me. What are you talking about here? Who is that gentleman to you? The woman cried: Nu is the daughter of Zhang Taigong's family under this ridge. This buddhist nun is the ancestral grave of Nuwa's family. I don't know where this gentleman is from, but he came to live in my house and said that he is good at learning Yin and Yang and feng shui. My parents don't want him to stay in the village. He was lured to stay here for a few more days because he was invited to see the terrain on the grave. That fellow saw the nu house one day and refused to go. I lived for three or two months, killed my parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, but tricked me into living in this grave. This Taoist boy was also plundered from other places. This ridge is called centipede ridge. The gentleman saw that the feng shui on this ridge was very good, so he named him the centipede Wang Daoshi. ? The Monkey King said? Do you have a new family? The woman said:? There are several relatives, all of whom are farmers. Who dares to argue with him? ? The Monkey King said, how? Is this guy rich? The woman said:? He also saved one or two hundred and twenty pieces of gold and silver. ? The Monkey King said? Sometimes, if you clean up quickly, I will set fire to the temple. The woman asked. Master, do you want wine and meat? The Monkey King said? Sometimes, invite me later. ? The woman said:? Ask Master to have dinner in buddhist nun. ? The Monkey King said? Afraid someone can't fool me? The woman said:? A slave has several heads, and he can earn a master. ? Monkey followed the woman into buddhist nun and saw wine and meat on the Zhuo Zi near the small window. Once, the monkey begged for a big bowl to eat.

The woman collected all the gold and silver, and the soldier set fire to it. The woman took a bag of gold and silver and gave her life to the warrior. The Monkey King said? I don't want yours. You will take care of yourself. Let's go, let's go. ? The woman thanked herself and went down the mountain. The Monkey King burned two bodies in the fire. I inserted the Zen master's knife and crossed the ridge overnight. If you take the road, you will be hungry and thirsty, and you will have to spend the night. Looking at Qingzhou ground.

After more than ten days, I met village houses, street shops and towns, where posters were hung to capture Song Wu. Although there were placards everywhere and Song Wu himself became a walker, no one questioned him on the road. 1 1 month, the weather is very cold. On that day, Martial Walker bought wine and meat all the way, but he was no match for Han Wei. There is a mound on the mountain. I see a high mountain in front, which is very steep. Monkey went down to Tugangzi, walked three or five miles, and saw a hotel early, with Qingxi in front and rocks behind. When I looked at the hotel, it was a country bar. But see: the door faces the stream, and the mountain reflects the hair. By the hedge, the plum blossoms bloom, the small window, and the black dragon blooms. Uppichuo chairs are all arranged in pottery bowls. The yellow wall is painted with Brewmaster poets. A gust of wind danced green, and two poems attracted tourists.

The ending is: when you walk on a title of generals in ancient times, you must stop the horse when you smell the fragrance, and let the sail stop when it knows the fragrance.

Monkey passed the Tugangzi and rushed into the village hotel and sat down. Then he cried: The hotel owner will bring 20 cents of wine first, and then buy some meat to eat. ? The shopkeeper should:? To tell you the truth, master, there is some white wine, but all the meat is sold out. ? The Monkey King said? Let the wine cool. ? The shopkeeper went to play 20 cents of wine, screened a big bowl of wine and taught martial arts to eat. Pass him a plate of cooked vegetables. In a short time, I ate 20 cents of wine. He also ordered another 20 cents of wine. The shopkeeper made twenty cents more wine and sifted it in a big bowl. Soldiers only care about eating. When I passed Gangzi, I drank for three or five minutes first. After eating the four corners of wine, the north wind blew it, but the wine was poured in. Song Wu is shouting: Master, you really have nothing to sell? You can eat some meat at home, eat with me, and I'll give it back to you. ? The shopkeeper smiled. I have never seen this monk. I just want to eat wine and meat, but I can't eat it there! Master, you must stop. ? The Monkey King said? I don't eat yours for free. Why not sell it to me? Shopkeeper humanity:? I told you, there are only these wines, so we have to sell other things. ? While talking in the shop, I saw a big man outside leading three or four people into the shop. Monkey looked at the big fellow and saw that his turban was red, his tail was red and his shirt was duck's head green. Wear a pair of kicking boots with little feet and red arms around the waist. Round face, big ears, wide lips and square mouth. He is more than seven feet long and is twenty-four or five years old. Good-looking, strong and strong, he didn't invade a young woman.

The big fellow led the crowd into the shop. The host greeted him with a smile. Dalang, please sit down. ? Nahan said:? I'll pay you separately. I didn't arrange it? The shopkeeper replied:? Chicken and meat are cooked. Just wait for Dalang to come. ? Nahan said:? Where's my blue and white urn wine? Shopkeeper humanity:? Yes, here it is. ? Han Ling led the crowd and sat down in the first place opposite the martial artist. Three or four people who came with them sat under their shoulders. The shopkeeper held out a bottle of blue and white urn wine, opened the mud head and poured it into a big white basin. Monkey stole a look, but it was an altar of good wine. The wind smelled of wine. Monkey's throat itched at the smell of wine, and he couldn't wait to come and grab food. I saw the shopkeeper go to the kitchen again, and set out a pair of cooked chickens and a large plate of lean meat on the plate and put them in front of Nahan. He set the vegetables and scooped up the wine with a spoon. The Monkey King looked at his face, but it was just a plate of cooked food, which made him very angry. Exactly:? Hungry eyes and stomach. ? The Monkey King was drunk again, and he wanted to smash that Zhuo Zi with one punch, shouting? Master family! You come! You are such a bully! Won't I pay you back? The shopkeeper hurried over and asked, Master, don't worry. Asking for wine is easier said than done. ? Xing Wu shouted with your eyes open. You are so unreasonable! Why don't you sell me this blue and white urn wine and chicken? I usually pay you back, too ? Shopkeeper humanity:? Blue and white urn wine and chicken belong to Dalang's family. Just borrow my shop and have a drink. ? Soldiers have to eat in their hearts and can't listen to him. A voice shouted:? Bullshit! Bullshit! ? Shopkeeper humanity:? I have never seen you become a monk, and you are so beautiful! ? The Monkey King shouted:? What's with the host's rudeness? I ate yours for free? Shopkeeper humanity: I won't meet my family and call myself the owner! ? Hearing this, Monkey jumped up, spread his hands, hoping that the shopkeeper would slap him in the face and stumbled and ran straight over.

The big fellow at the table was furious. When he saw the shopkeeper, half of his face was swollen and he couldn't afford to earn money for a long time.

The big fellow jumped up and pointed to Song Wu and said? You bird-headed monk, you are not doing your duty! But why did you move your hand? But no:? Don't be angry when you become a monk. ? The Monkey King said? I hit him, which is none of your business! ? The big fellow roared:? I kindly advise you, you bird monk, to hurt me with your words! ? The Monkey King was furious.

He pushed Zhuo Zi away and came out to drink a way. Who did your partner say? The big fellow smiled and said, you bird-headed monk want to fight with me, and you just came to the den. ? The big fellow nodded and shouted, you thief walker, come out and talk. ? The Monkey King shouted:? You said I was afraid you wouldn't dare to hit you? Grab it, grab it to the door. The big fellow went out. The soldier rushed to the door. Seeing that Song Wu was strong and strong, the big fellow dared not underestimate his enemy. Make a portal and wait for him. The martial artist rushed in and grabbed Han's hand. Han was forced to fall to Song Wu, but how could he be restrained by thousands of pounds of divine power? He pulled it with his hand, pulled it into Huailai, and then pulled it out, just like turning over a child and doing it halfway there. When the three or four villagers saw it, their hands were shaking and their feet were numb. How dare they come forward? Monkey stepped on the big fellow with one foot, raised his fist, and only hit the real place, hitting twenty or thirty punches. Just lift it to the ground, and only one is thrown into the stream outside the door.

Three or four villagers cried bitterly, so they all went down to the stream to save the big fellow and threw him to the south with their hands. The shopkeeper ate the palm and was so numb that he hid behind the house.

The Monkey King said? All right! You all went, but master ate wine and meat! ? Take a bowl to a white basin and scoop wine, then eat. Zhuo Zi went to chicken, but a plate of meat didn't move. Fighters don't need tendons, but they can eat with their hands. In less than half an hour, I ate this wine chicken well-done. Monkey was as drunk as a fiddler, tied his straight sleeves on his back, left the shop and walked along the stream. But it was swept away by the north wind. Fighters can't stop all the way and grab the future. You can't walk four or five miles from the hotel. A yellow dog came out from the side of the road, looked at Song Wu and cried. While the monkey was watching, a rhubarb dog was barking. The soldier was drunk and looking for something. I hate the dog driving him away, just barking, so I drew my left hand and made a Buddhist monk's knife and strode away. The yellow dog barked around the river bank. The soldier cut at the general with a knife, but it was empty. He was so strong that he was top-heavy and fell into the stream, but he couldn't get up. In winter, water is drying up. It's only a foot or two deep, but it's too cold. Pick it up, dripping with water. But I saw the Buddhist monk's knife, immersed in the stream. Monkey bowed his head and drowned the knife, but fell to the ground again.

Rolling around in the stream.

A group of people came out from the side of the first wall on the shore. At first, it was a big fellow, wearing a felt hat, a goose yellow silk coat and batons, followed by a dozen people, all holding wooden white sticks. One finger in the number:? The thief in this stream hit my little brother. Now I can't find my eldest brother, so I led twenty or thirty Zhuang guests to the hotel to catch him. He came here! ? Before I finished speaking, I saw the man who was beaten in the distance, changed his clothes, carrying a ju in his hand, and led thirty or twenty Zhuangke behind him, all famous heroes. How do you know him? It's called: Wang Longsan, short Li Si, urgent 3,000, slow 800, dung on the laundry list, maggots in excrement, worms in rice, fart in rice, thorns on birds, little sand, wooden companions, beef tendon and so on.

These ten or twenty people are the heads of Zhuang. The rest are villagers. They all dragged guns and sticks and followed the big fellow to find Song Wu. When he reached the city wall, Han pointed to the big man in the goose yellow coat. The thief, the monk, is beating his brother. ? The big fellow said:? Let's arrest this guy and go to the villa and handcuff him. ? Nahan Hesheng:? Do it! ? Thirty or forty people will leave at once. Poor Song Wu is drunk and can't make money. Anxious to get up, everyone laid hands on him, dragged him and caught him on the stream. On the side of the first wall, there is a big yard, surrounded by high walls and powder walls, and weeping willows are in Qiao Song. They pushed Song Wu in, stripped him naked, snatched the monk's knife and bag, tied it to a willow tree, told him to find a bundle of rattan and beat him carefully.

After only three or five hits, a man came out of the village and asked, Who did your brothers hit again? I saw these two big men crossing their hands and saying, Master, listen to me: My brother met three Zhuang Ling today and went to the alley shop in front to drink three glasses of wine. The thief came to make trouble and beat his brother up. I will be drowned again, and my head and face will be broken. Don't freeze to death. But I got to know each other and came back. Go home and change, and then take someone to find him.