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In the lobby of the hotel, there are many people...

Zhang Debai and Sam were playing with a mole cricket over there. This one was caught from under the rock. The mole cricket was very big, probably with thin arms and great strength!

"Hey Xiaobai..." Sam said, "Have you ever had charcoal grilled mole cricket?"

As a kind of insect, mole cricket generally has a little medicinal value, but it is used in relatively few places and is regarded as an unpopular among medicinal materials.

It's more used for things like Scorpion Tuyuan!

Humans have always obtained from nature, and the world has also obtained a lot, such as the huge stones used to build fortresses, various wooden furniture and so on.

"I have eaten..." Zhang Debai blinked and said, "That's a delicious taste."

Zhao Yunxiang rolled his eyes to the side. He lived in the countryside when he was a child, and he naturally ate insects.

When I was young, my family didn't have much money. When my parents were farming, they would always bring back some huge bean worms, which are usually fried and then eaten.

When he was a child, Zhao Yunxiang always felt that the fried bean worms were too hideous, his mouth was open, and the row of thin feet stretched towards the sides, which looked a little horrible.

But until they grow up, the bean worms are almost out of sight, even less edible.

The fried bean worms are very fragrant and crispy, much better than Bell’s raw worms.

"I still think roasted locusts are the best!" Zhao Yunxiang interrupted suddenly.

"Huh??" Zhang Debai was surprised, "Does the old man eat bugs?"

Eating insects is unacceptable for some people, because of the region, the food preferences are also very different.

However, there are people all over the world who eat bugs, and some people are obsessed with them.

"What's wrong with eating insects?" Zhao Yunxiang asked back. Some time ago, I saw people fighting for the bodies of cockroaches. These people were forced to eat because they would starve if they didn't.

No one wants to experience the feeling of being hungry!

Several people were chatting and saw a man walking in from outside with a bamboo hat.

The man was dressed in coarse linen, holding a string of black beads in his hand, and muttering words in his mouth, as if he were chanting.

"Monk?" Zhao Yunxiang frowned. So there are monks in this world?

"Yes, this is a profession!" Mengmeng said, "I just didn't expect that the monk would also come to the slum..."

"Occupation?" Zhao Yunxiang puzzled, "What occupation?"

"You can understand it as an exorcist!" Mengmeng said ambiguously.

"Exorcist?" Han Qianluo blinked Shui Lingling's big eyes, staring at the monk curiously.

The monk was about 60 years old, and looked a little old, with deep wrinkles on his face and gray eyebrows.

The monk walked straight here, seemingly towards Zhao Yunxiang.

"Hello donor, dare to ask if Wang Shili is in your hands?" The monk asked Wang Shili.

You must know that Wang Shili was a wanted criminal in major fortresses hundreds of years ago. Here, the average life span of human beings is only 50 years, and people in slums are not more than 30 years old.

Because of the harsh living conditions, people die every minute, some of them die from bacterial infections, some die from starvation, and some drown in the pit.

This also shows that few people know Wang Shili, let alone what that **** looks like.

At that time, when Wang Shili showed his face, the tortoise shell was not complete, but it was a little green, and the chance of being recognized was not high.

But the monk who just came to ask Zhao Yunxiang for Wang Shili!

This shows what?

It shows that this guy came directly to Wang Shili!

"I said no, don't you believe it?" Zhao Yunxiang raised his brows, and it was better to hand over Wang Shili. The guy had a good fortune and kept it for great use.

And there is a big **** with a lifespan of up to 250 years, and I feel excited to think about it.

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"I don't believe it..." The monk waved his hand with a smile, stretched out his left hand like a willow bark, rolled up his sleeves, and said again, "I can find this way, but I have full confidence in knowing his news."

The monk showed a strange aura between his gestures, and he couldn't say that he hated it or liked it.

But Mengmeng dislikes this old man very much, and has a faint disgust.

After seeing the old man, Mengmeng even felt that there was a strange riot in her body.

I want to go up and slap him a few times!

Can't bear it anymore!

Can't bear it anymore! ! !

"Monk!" Mengmeng stood up and said with her waist in her waist, "Didn't I tell you? The **** you are looking for is not on our side!"

After Mengmeng finished speaking, she was a little embarrassed, that she actually said that bastard.

The name Wang Shili is just a person's name, obviously it has little to do with Wang Ba.

"Haha..." The monk grinned, squinting at Mengmeng.

The latter was stared at by the monk and her whole body was hairy. At the same time, she scolded herself secretly.

"This little girl, are you stupid?" The monk said sternly, "I just mentioned the name Wang Shiliu just now, and you told me that there is no **** here. How do you know that Wang Shiliu is a bastard? "

"Who is the **** scolding?"

At this moment, Wang Shili appeared on the stairs on the second floor. He was staring at the monk with Mung Dou eyes.

This person looked familiar, but didn't know where he had seen it.

Wang Shili pondered the memory carefully, but just couldn't remember it.

Is he bullied by me?

At the beginning, when Wang Shili was in control, he bullied a lot of people. You must know that when you are in a high position, you will always do something compelling.

Wang Shili has offended more people, but how many people are still alive?

It can only be said that the Juggernaut in Norton Fortress is one of them!

But the bald man in front of him is definitely not a sword master!

"Wang Shili, I finally found you!" Only Wang Shili was in the monk's eyes, and his expression was very cold.

For a while, the anger in the hall was relatively cold and quiet, except for the "da da da" sound made by Wang Shili walking down the stairs.

"Who are you?" Wang Shili put on his ears and said casually, "Are you here to ask for my signature?"

Although Wang Shiliu did a lot of evil, but there used to be a lot of kneeling and licking... Uh no!

It's a fan!

Many people find to sign it!

You must know that Wang Shili at that time was the master!

Existence above all!

"I want your life!" said the monk Hehe, you can't! "Wang Shili showed his tortoise shell, "Can you break through my defenses?" "

He is very confident in his defense!

After all, it is a turtle shell of 250 years!

Very hard!

"Hmph!" The monk sneered, turning his face to the **** of war, and then shouted, "Dawei Tianlong, Cinnabar Jizo! Huh, huh!"

"???" A big greeting appeared on Wang Shili and everyone's faces.

Zhao Yunxiang and Han Qianluo helped.

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