My Line Connect To The Demon World

"BBQ needs ingredients, and they want to kill. Why don't we let them hunt for us?"    

"We don't kill, and we even ate a poison that pierces through the intestines."    

"That's a great idea. Disciple, you really think of me everywhere. "    

"That's for sure. Who asked you to be my master?"    

The two of them had a deep relationship as master and disciple.    

They moved everyone around them.    

"But how can you guarantee that they will listen to you?"    

"That's simple."    

Ye Fan was currently playing Sun Wukong.    

There were countless moves in the skill bar.    

It was a piece of cake for him to take care of a few mortals.    

Then, he took out eight poison pills from somewhere.    

"Master, this is my secret poison. As long as you eat it, you don't have to worry about them disobeying you."    

The poison entered his mouth.    

The eight of them opened their eyes wide, as if a line of fire had entered their stomachs, instantly melting and absorbing it.    

A black line also appeared on their entire palms.    

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Don't think about escaping. This black line will grow with the passage of time. If it grows to your necks, you will definitely turn into minced meat, and die without a complete corpse."    

The toxicity was so great?    

Originally, they really had the idea of running away.    

However, at this moment, all the disobedience was gone.    

Ye Fan released the Body-Freezing Technique.    

The eight of them knelt down and begged for mercy at the same time.    

"Immortal, please don't kill us, spare our dog lives!"    

Ye Fan spread his hands and said, "I didn't want to kill you all. Of course, everything has to be done under the condition that you all listen to me."    

"From today onwards, you guys will have to go hunting in the mountains and provide food for my master until he has eaten enough. Do you understand?"    

"Hunting?"    

A monk producing meat?    

One of the bandits asked in fear: "The hunting of the Immortal's Finger is to pick wild fruits?"    

"Bullshit! I want authentic cows and wild boars. Let me tell you, if my master doesn't eat well, your antidote will be gone."    

"Yes, yes! I will naturally obey. "    

"Master, are you satisfied with how I deal with you?"    

Monk Tang was extremely excited.    

Thinking about how he would have BBQ tomorrow, how could he not be satisfied?    

But there were a lot of people.    

He also did not want to show too much excitement.    

"Satisfied! Alright, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep."    

"Go, master!"    

[Yes, remember, when I wake up tomorrow, I will have BBQ...] "Yes, remember, when I wake up tomorrow, I will have BBQ..."    

This was the first time he had seen a monk in such a hurry to eat meat.    

Eating barbecued meat so early in the morning, aren't you afraid of getting sick of it?    

However, Monk Tang had such a broken heart.    

Ye Fan naturally wouldn't stop him.    

"You few, hurry up and hunt for me. Don't make any mistakes."    

"Ah? Go now?"    

"Yes, hurry up."    

The robber was helpless.    

Facing the moonlight, he dived into the deep mountains and forests.    

The night passed without a word.    

Early in the morning the next day.    

The aroma of BBQ filled the entire thatched cottage.    

The roasted meat sizzled, and a drop of hot oil slowly slid down along the lines of the plump meat. It was intoxicating.    

Ye Fan shouted, "Master, quickly get up and eat the meat! The child next door was about to cry from hunger."    

Monk Tang's figure was swift and fierce as he rushed over when he heard the sound.    

Looking at the roasted meat on the charcoal fire, his entire body trembled.    

The smell of roasted meat, the smoke from the kitchen, and the black charcoal fire made him unable to stop.    

Was this the legendary BBQ?    

"Gudong!"    

Tang Seng swallowed a mouthful of saliva.    

"Good disciple, master will taste it now."    

After taking a bite, his mouth began to boil with passion.    

That was a feeling of happiness that he had never experienced before, like the taste of a mother.    

This kind of wild meat was already fresh and had a chewy taste to begin with. Coupled with the charcoal fire washing, it was even more appetizing. It was tender and smooth, like a group of mischievous elves jumping around in their mouths.    

Delicious! From the tip of his tongue to his stomach, at this moment, he forgot all his unhappiness. It was as if he was floating in the sky, ascending to immortality.    

"Master, how is it? Is it delicious?"    

"It's delicious, it's delicious! Quick, serve me some meat."    

Monk Tang was busy eating the meat.    

Ye Fan came in front of the robber and said, "Go and hunt, the meat is almost gone."    

"Don't do it, immortal! We didn't sleep for the whole night, we were already mentally and physically exhausted. "    

"This wild boar bison has extraordinary strength, intelligence difficult to catch. If we didn't have enough strength, we wouldn't be able to catch it at all."    

"Can we sleep for two hours? Just two hours."    

...    

Sleep your sister! Wake up!    

Of course, Ye Fan wouldn't say that.    

He wanted Tang Seng to say it himself.    

If his compassion and kindness were to disappear...    

Tang Seng would basically have no fate with the West.    

"Master, they want to sleep, alright?"    

Initially, Ye Fan was still a little worried.    

He was afraid that Monk Tang would be a good person.    

He didn't expect Tang Seng to be so good at it.    

He immediately said righteously, "How can that be!? Hunting is also a type of cultivation, you guys are robbers, who knows how many families you've harmed, this kind of physical suffering is only a test and punishment for you guys "    

What kind of joke is this?    

The meat will soon be gone.    

If he cut off the confession now, wouldn't he be starved to death?    

If he wanted to eat, he would eat enough at once.    

"Did you hear that? My master is an eminent monk. He is urging you to cultivate the Ascetic Meditation."    

"Immortal..."    

"If you continue to talk nonsense, there will be no antidote. "    

The bandits forcefully carried their exhausted bodies into the mountain forest.    

Just like that.    

Tang Seng ate intermittently for the whole day.    

He ate three wild boars, two wild cows, and a goat.    

Such a appetite, even Ye Fan could not catch up.    

Was this the reincarnation of a cicada?    

It was as if a hungry ghost was trying to survive.    

"Alright, disciple, I'm full."    

Monk Tang patted his pot-bellied only son, satisfied.    

"Alright, master will rest for a while. I, Old Sun, am not full yet."    

Ye Fan picked up a Crucian Carp and roasted it. He smeared it with meat oil. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The meat was snow-white.    

Tang Seng unconsciously licked his lips again.    

"Disciple, can this fish be BBQ too?"    

"Of course. Roast fish is a top delicacy. The taste is not inferior to all kinds of wild flavors. Try it?"    

Monk Tang revealed a difficult expression.    

"The ancient saying goes: Don't eat carps for three months, and tens of thousands of fish are in your stomach. Eating Crucian Carps at this time seems to be a huge sin."    

Wow.    

You're even acting like you love the heavens and doing good to the human world with me?    

Didn't you eat well just now?    

Ye Fan started his brainwashing mode.    

"Master, there are millions of fish seeds in this fish. If they were placed in the river, wouldn't they all grow into poison?"    

"At that time, if we want to detoxify the people, we need to eat millions of fish, which is far beyond our ability. Therefore, eating them now is a truly great action. It will completely nip the source of the poison in the cradle. "    

"That makes sense! Disciple, prepare three for master, I'll take a look."    

...    

The bandits once again returned.    

But this time, they were exhausted.    

The moment they entered the courtyard, they collapsed to the ground.    

For the first time, they felt that being a robber was so painful.    

The punishment was too tiring.    

The double torture of the body and the soul was even worse than death.    

"Wuwuwuwu!"    

"Elders, we are too tired. Can you stop eating and let us sleep for a while?"    

Who would have thought?    

A seven foot tall man was actually trapped and crying.