Asking About Longevity Chapter 278

Chapter 278 Master Kong

 The young master of the Kong family, Kong Sheng, is not dead yet...

Mo Hua was a little curious, so he followed the fat monk out, following him lightly.

The fat monk didn't know it. He was carrying the food box, lowering his voice and cursing along the way.

“I worked so hard to get into this black village, but I didn't come here to deliver food to them.”

“It's enough not to let me learn evil skills. Don't let me do anything serious. I'll feed these losers every day.”

 “Damn, a bunch of ignorant people...”

 “I'm outside, and my reputation is well-known...”

Mo Hua understood clearly. The fat monk hated himself for "not recognizing his talent."

Feeling that Heishanzhai is short-sighted, he is not allowed to practice evil arts, and is not allowed to kill people and buy goods. He is only allowed to deliver food and do chores, so he is dissatisfied.

Mo Hua curled his lips silently.

As expected, mud cannot hold up a wall, a dog cannot spit out ivory, and rotten wood cannot be carved.

　　I don't do anything serious and only think about harming others.

The fat monk cursed in a low voice, walked through several roads, walked around several corners, came to a remote house, and patted the iron door.

 “Master Kong, dinner is ready.”

The fat monk said, and then he poured the food into the big bowl in front of the door like feeding a pig, and then passed the bowl through the gap under the door.

 The fat monk was about to leave after delivering the meal.

The sharp voice of a young man came from inside.

 “Don't leave!”

The fat monk frowned. The other evil cultivators were just yelling at him. This Young Master Kong was just a piggy, but he actually talked to him with this attitude?

The fat monk twitched the corners of his lips and said patiently, "Master Kong, do you have something to say?"

Kong Sheng said hurriedly: "My father, has my father replied to your letter?"

 “I don't know that.”

“It's been so long, it's impossible for him not to redeem me.”

 Through the iron gate, Kong Sheng's voice sounded dull and anxious.

“Do you think there are too few spiritual stones? I can add more, six thousand... no, eight thousand!”

“As long as you let me out and give me a way to live.”

“No matter how many spirit stones you have, my father will definitely give them to you!”

When the fat monk heard the spirit stone, his eyes lit up slightly, "Is what Master Kong said true?"

 “Seriously! Seriously!” Kong Sheng inside the door seemed to be nodding, “Just let me out!”

After Kong Sheng finished speaking, he seemed to think of something and asked again: "Are you new here?"

The voice of the monk who delivered the meal sounded strange to him.

The fat monk's eyes narrowed slightly and he said slowly: “Yes.”

 Hong Sheng realized something consciously.

Since he is new here and he still brings food to him, he must have a low status, just like a slave in his family.

Kong Sheng said: "You secretly deliver the letter to my father, and my father will reward you generously."

 The word "reward" made the fat monk displeased.

 He prefers to "rob" and does not like others to "reward".

“Master, do you have any credentials?”

Kong Sheng handed out a jade pendant from under the door, "This jade pendant was given to me by my father. It is worth five hundred spiritual stones. Show it to him and he will understand."

The fat monk took the jade pendant, looked satisfied, and asked: "What message do you want me to take, Master?"

Kong Sheng lowered his voice and said: "My father is a foundation-building monk! You tell my father to secretly bring people here to destroy this stronghold and kill them all. After that, you can enter Kong's house. I will let me Dad gave you the surname Kong, so you can be a steward, no, you can be an elder!"

Not only the ink painting, but also the fat monk were shocked.

 Are there really such stupid people in the world?

 What did his father teach him?

  Could it be that he really thought that the Kong family was invincible and that he could do whatever he wanted for the rest of his life?

The fat monk put the jade pendant into his arms and complimented: "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely bring the message to you."

 “Okay! Okay!” Kong Sheng was delighted.

The fat monk looked sarcastic, but through the iron door, Kong Sheng couldn't see it at all.

"Master Kong, please stay here peacefully. Don't even think about running away until the matter is completed, otherwise the evil cultivators here will become angry and will definitely kill you."

The fat monk reminded him hypocritically.

Kong Sheng said: "Don't worry, I won't run away. Go and deliver the message quickly."

The fat monk sneered, turned and walked away. Halfway there, he spat at the iron door and hummed softly:

 “What the hell, that's so **** stupid!”

Looking at his look, Mo Hua knew that he must have stolen the jade pendant, but he couldn't do anything and got five hundred spiritual stones in vain.

Mo Hua shook his head and quietly climbed up the wall. Seeing no one around, he solved the formation on the roof, removed a tile, and peeked inside secretly. The house is simple and shabby.

Standing at the door was a young monk. He was dressed luxuriously, but now in tatters. He looked like he had gone through a lot of twists and turns.

 I think he is the young master of the Kong family, Kong Sheng.

Mo Hua couldn't help but mutter:

"It's true that good people don't live long, and disasters stay for thousands of years. This Kong Sheng is so lucky, even though he is so stupid, he can still survive in the hands of evil cultivators."

Then he sighed with emotion, what did the Kong family teach him? Why is his head full of paste?

You actually want to reward evil cultivators with spiritual stones so that they can do things for you.

It would be nice if they could reward you with food and spare your life.

Mo Hua muttered in his heart, but saw that Kong Sheng suddenly lost his temper.

Hong Sheng picked up the rice bowl and took a few mouthfuls. He felt like vomiting, but he swallowed it with force.

 Then a wave of anger and frustration came to my mind.

He threw and smashed him, waving his fists and feet, venting his anger ferociously, and cursed at the same time:

 “Everyone deserves to die! Everyone deserves to be damned!”

“These are all things that are riding on my head, and I ask you to do something, so **** you!”

 It seemed that I was thinking of the many embarrassments, embarrassments, and humiliations of this trip.

Thinking about how he knelt down to those evil cultivators in order to survive, and with tears he said that he was the young master of the Kong family and begged them to spare his life.

Thought of the joking and laughter on Xie Xiu's face.

Kong Sheng couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and he roared in a low voice:

“They are all the dog father and son named Ji!”

“If you don't mess with me, I won't want to kill you, I won't leave the city, and I won't end up in this situation!”

“And that Fu Lan, he's just a bitch! He's just a bit pretty, pretending to be so **** innocent! He doesn't obey me!”

“When I get my hands on you, your life will be worse than death!”

"These evil cultivators are the same. They humiliate me and look down on me like this. You all must die!"

 “Everyone must die!”

Kong Sheng looked hysterical.

Mo Hua gradually frowned as he listened.

It was obviously his own fault, and he was at fault in the first place, and ended up in this situation, but he always felt that it was others who were at fault.

Moreover, his desire for revenge is so strong and his character is so vicious.

“It seems that before leaving, we must find a way to keep Kong Sheng in this black mountain village forever.”

Mo Hua was thinking silently.

 The bad guys will stay where the bad guys stay.

 Hong Sheng and this black village are quite a match.

But he has to wait until he finishes drawing the map first.

Two days later, Mo Hua was a little hungry, so he ate in the dining room of Heishan Village.

As he was eating, Mo Hua heard the old man in the kitchen scolding the fat monk.

“The cakes prepared for the third master were stolen... I asked you to watch, but you didn't notice. You can't do this little thing well, so what's the use?”

 Sandangjia's pastries?

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment and glanced at the half-eaten cake in his hand.

 This is food for the Third Master?

No wonder…

He felt that the pastry was not that unpleasant, so he ate more.

On the other side, the old man in the dining room was still cursing.

He is senior, has a bad temper, and scolds the fat monk bloody.

 The fat monk did not dare to argue.

 After the old man finished cursing, he snorted and left.

The fat monk stood there, his eyelids twitching with anger, and he cursed hatefully:

"Which **** is eating secretly? If I find out, you will die badly!"

Mo Hua, who was eating snacks, was stunned when he heard this, and then slowly licked his lips, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

 Mongrel?

Haven't a good death?

“Not only did you scold me, but you also wanted me to die?”

Mo Hua looked at the fat monk silently, and his mind quickly changed, thinking about whether to kill the fat man first.

  Thanks for the reward. Do I still have a chance?

　　　An additional chapter will be added today.

 (End of this chapter)

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