Chapter 3

Name:Evil Master Author:Qian Yun Yu Feng
Snake venom? Last time Duan Hong, Kucao and Wure went to Mang Mountain to collect pure water. Wure bit a snake with iron head on its middle lip and turned it into two fat Intestines on the spot. Only a week later, it would be fine. The venom of iron head is the third most poisonous snake in the world. The venom in the teeth of an adult snake venom can poison the troops of a platoon. It can't take Wu re's life. What is this black Viper. Duan Hongdao: "Wure, your body belongs to fire, but after eating the Centennial cold ginseng of three masters, you feel dizzy and cold, which may be a side effect." Wu re disdained to say: "are you OK with me? You didn't eat? It's like you eat more than me. I just drank a few mouthfuls of soup, and then I was put in jail. In the past four years, every time I made a mistake, it's me. You haven't been in jail at one time. It's super extreme to be eccentric to this extent. What's the matter with the black tooth mark behind me? " Duan Hong sneered and said, "that's hemorrhoids. Don't talk about it. It's time for me to buy rice in the city." Then he got up and left. Duan Hong was originally a kind-hearted and simple child. Since he entered kuchan temple, he was with three cynical masters and a younger martial brother who didn't do things smoothly. The so-called close to Zhu is red, close to Mo is black, and his temperament gradually changed. As time went on, he found that he was more and more sensitive in his heart and paid much attention to other people's views on him. Came to the Zen room, dead wood sitting on the futon, two white eyebrows, such as willow branches down to the chin knock, face wrinkles such as blooming chrysanthemum“ Master Duan Hong put his hands together. The eyelids of the withered tree opened, with a sense of tiredness, and said, "Wukong, have you finished today's morning class?" Wukong is Duan Hong's legal name. Duan Hong nodded and said, "yes, I'm going to buy some rice noodles in the market." With a convulsion on his face, Kuki reluctantly got up and went to the side of the earthen Kang. He took out a crumpled ten yuan from the crack of his pillow and handed it to Duan Hong, saying, "Wukong, save it." Duan Hong took the money and said: this old man is really stingy. How many meters can ten yuan buy“ Wukong, why don't you go? "“ Master, the money is not enough. " Duan Hong said truthfully. Kuki shook his head and sighed. He took off the monk's shoes, took out the dirty insole, deducted ten yuan from it, and gave it to Duan Hong with a fishy smell, saying, "Wukong, go."