Chapter 2919

When they got out of the passageway, they found that the scale of the underground village was not small enough to rival that of the village above.

The main thing is that there are quite a lot of people. Looking at the pattern of the village, there are probably hundreds of families.

You can't see anything from the appearance. At first glance, it looks like a village that lives and works in peace and contentment.

The street was full of stalls, and the peddlers shouted to the passers-by.

The men who carry hoes and prepare to go to the ground, the women who hold the children's hands and smile on their faces, look at it with a pure simplicity.

But if you look carefully, it's not hard to find that all these people are surrounded by a layer of light and gloomy Qi.

I don't know where the little monk found a wooden fish. As he walked, he knocked. He recited the difficult scriptures. He walked with round and fat legs and followed the ink lotus.

This small look is really funny.

The tree looked at him, and could not help but draw the corner of his mouth slightly.

But soon, they found that the body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of warmth. The external Yin and evil Qi could not affect them any more.

Chen Qi is surprised and looks up at the little monk who is still focusing on knocking wooden fish.

Don't say, the little monk's body at this time seems to have crossed a layer of light of Buddha. When the cold air around him, it seems to be scared, and it quickly fades away.

"Little master, can you stop knocking?" The old man who led the way frowned, turned to the tree and said, "can you let this little master stop knocking?"

He felt sick all over, as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest, beating drums like crazy jump.

The sound of every wooden fish that the little monk dropped was like knocking on his heart, which made the old man's face slightly white.

The tree shook its head and said seriously, "that's not good."

"There must be some hobbies."

"Little monk's hobby is to knock wooden fish. You can't wipe out other people's hobby."

At this time, they walked in front of the tree and the ink lotus. The little monk walked behind with his short legs and knocked on the wooden fish. He was full of words. His delicate and picturesque eyebrows were not raised.

Chen Qi and Lu Zheng walk behind him, and the wooden fish is knocked more and more tightly by the little monk.

The old man's face was so ugly that he turned around and sped up his steps towards a family in the village.

"Erhuazi, erhuazi." When the old man entered the village house, he couldn't help shouting.

Along the way, all the people gave them strange looks, which really hurt him.

The little monk walked into the room and sat down on the Taishi chair. The wooden fish didn't stop, but still knocked rhythmically.

The strong man named erhuazi came out of the inner hall with a dozen of Puma shaped men. His eyes were full of light. He glanced at the five people of arbor, and his eyes fell on the little monk who knocked the wooden fish.

"Village head, why did you bring a monk in?"

"Erhuazi." The old man, who was called the village head by Hu Erhua, moved to Hu Erhua's side and whispered a few words in his ear.

Hu Erhua immediately heaped up a smile and looked at the tree. A face full of meat showed a few smiles. "It's the distant relatives of my Hu family who came here."

"Sit down, everyone." Hu Erhua's face was full of flesh with a smile.