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The judge untied the rope tied to the ghost's head with one hand, took out a sharp knife, and cut at the ghost's face.

As soon as the knife fell, Guitou cursed loudly.

What the judge cut off were lumps of fuzzy black meat.

Throwing it into the boiling oil, above the boiling oil, accompanied by a dragon's roar, bursts of black smoke came out.

After a while, golden flakes floated up, like fallen leaves in autumn, calmly floating on the boiling oil, no matter how long the frying was, there was no burning.

But at this moment, the ghost head that had been sliced ​​had a full cheek, and the judge cut off the face immediately, cutting the face open again.

After repeating this, after about one stick of incense, a whole pot of golden flakes has been floating on the surface of the pot.

The judge directly reached out to the oil pan, picked up a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it, making a crisp sound like eating potato chips.

Then he greeted Cao Zhe and the Stove Lord with a smile on his face and said, "Eat them all! Eat them all! It tastes so good! The last time I ate such delicious fried ghost noodles was 100 years ago."

Lord Stove was not polite either, he also reached out to fish the oil pan, grabbed three or five slices at a time, stuffed them into his mouth, and showed a satisfied expression.

Facing this situation, Cao Zhe didn't show any timidity at all, he stepped forward generously, and reached out his hand like this, touching the oil pan.

At the same time, the eyes of the judge and the Stove Lord seemed to be slightly focused on Cao Zhe.

But Cao Zhe's palm passed through the boiling oil unharmed, and then picked up a golden flake.

The judge and the Kitchen King both showed satisfied smiles.

Birds of a feather flock together.

Although the judge had a good impression of Cao Zhe because he was not bewitched by the demon girl before, but wanted to eat the demon, and because Cao Zhe was a Taoist disciple of Laoshan, he felt a little close, so he invited him to eat ghosts together.

But if he can't even eat by himself, then it's not suitable for him to get along with him for a long time.

Putting the golden fried ghost slices into the mouth, it has a cool and crisp taste, a bit like eating cucumber-flavored potato chips, but it is not so greasy, and the taste is more crispy, sometimes there is a trace of gravy in the mouth The feeling of bursting pulp.

Not only that, a burst of fresh energy also surged from his stomach, and was quickly absorbed and digested by Cao Zhe's thirsty body.

"It saved me about three days of hard work, good stuff!" Cao Zhe's eyes lit up slightly, and he was not polite, and he quickly attacked.

And the judge was not slow in his hands and feet, with one knife after another, like a knife peeling off noodles, he peeled off the ghost's face and threw it into the oil pan.

And the ghost head seems to be too much to eat. Even though hundreds of pieces have been cut off, it still keeps growing out.

Just as he was eating, a beggar monk with bare feet and a patchwork robe walked over, looking at the ghost head in the judge's hand, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

"The old man passed by shamelessly, wanting to ask the judge for favors."

"Ask for alms from the judge, and hope that the judge will be merciful and give this ghost head to the old monk." The beggar monk said to the judge.

The judge sneered, and just cut the meat into the pot.

The Stove Lord just lit the fire and cooked.

As for Cao Zhe, who is completely following the food...he eats so well, he can't wait for this ghost, he really can't eat it all, it's good that he can't eat it.

Guitou couldn't stop cursing, even though he had been hacked hundreds of times, he still had no intention of repenting and begging for mercy.

The judge moved the knife like flying, and the slices were cut faster.

The Stove Lord gradually stopped reaching for the slices in the oil pan, and the only one who continued to eat was Cao Zhe.

The beggar monk walked up to Cao Zhe and said: "The old monk asked the benefactor to make a fortune, and please be merciful."

Cao Zhe ate it to his heart's content, and said, "This ghost meat is also a meat dish. The old monk should go to another place for alms. A place like this is not the place where the old monk should come."

Cao Zhe had also been a monk for a few months, and he had read a lot of Buddhist classics in Shaolin Temple.

For example, those demons and ghosts who commit crimes and commit crimes have always been good subjects for monks to transform to show that all living beings are equal, and to show that any existence can break free from enlightenment.

This time it may have hit.

The judge beheaded the evil ghost, and saw that he had superior supernatural powers to protect him, so he invited the Stove Lord to eat fried ghost faces.

However, the old monk who was related to this evil ghost chased after him, wanting to ask for favors.

The old monk had no choice but to take out a golden lotus flower, handed it to the judge and said, "Why don't the old monk exchange this with the judge?"

But the judge turned to Cao Zhe and asked: "This evil ghost devours hundreds of people in three months, including women who are eight months pregnant, and babies who are less than three months old. The blood debt is too numerous to write down."

"The lotus in the old monk's hand is a marvelous thing in the merit pool in the treasure temple of Lingshan. This one alone is enough to win favor with Yan Jun and remove the name Yijiazi from the book of life and death."

"If you stop eating, I will give you this lotus flower as a gift?"

"And this old monk, who was born in Baima Temple, also has some backgrounds on Lingshan, which is very difficult."

"Do you dare to continue eating?"

Cao Zhe heard the words and said: "The judge doesn't need to talk too much, he just takes care of the food, but it's a pity that there is meat but no wine. After all, there is less fun."

"The little demon has some wine here, if the Taoist priest doesn't dislike it, he can drink some." A shrill voice said.

But in the dark mountain forest, a group of small foxes, carrying a sedan chair, came silently.

The white gauze on the sedan chair was blown up by the wind, and it was clearly seen that the person sitting in the sedan chair was an old fox dressed like a human being, looking a bit rich.

Although it spoke human words, it did not transform into a human form.

When the vole demon saw the old fox, he kowtowed as if he had met a savior, as if he was begging for help.

Cao Zhe said confidently: "What good wine is it? Just take it and taste it!"

The old fox waved his paws, and the two foxes walked towards Cao Zhe's feet carrying a wine jar in a sexy manner.

In the opened wine jar, there was a strong aroma of wine.

Before entering the mouth, the aroma of the wine seems to make people drunk.

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Cao Zhe picked up the wine jar, but handed it to the judge first.

The judge took the wine jar, raised his head and took a big gulp, and then said happily: "Shu Tan! The old fox really has good wine!"

Sitting in the sedan chair, the old fox covered his long fox mouth with a gold paper folding fan and said with a smile: "This jar of wine is brewed with the hard work of the world's wolf-hearted, dog-lung, and heartless people. It is the sweetest, and the judge likes it best."

The judge drank the wine, put the wine jar into Cao Zhe's hand, and then continued to strike.

After a series of hundreds of cuts, the ghost's recovery gradually slowed down.

Although he was tortured like a thousand cuts, it seemed that the ferocity and ferocity on this ghost's face seemed to be reduced by a few points.

Similarly, it also appears thin and weak.

It seems that what the judge cut off from his face was actually the evil on his body?

Cao Zhe took the wine jar and poured it down his throat.

The strong wine entered the throat, like a steel knife, piercing directly into the confidant.

After the heart-piercing pain, there was a kind of open-minded comfort.

"Good! Great wine!" Cao Zhe said with a big laugh.

After the wine entered his guts, Cao Zhe opened his mouth and spat out a breath of sword energy, but then he said to the judge: "Old brother, let's rest for a while, and let the poor man serve the old brother to eat meat and drink."

The judge looked at Cao Zhe's formed sword energy, his expression moved slightly, and then he handed over the ghost head in his hand.

As soon as Guitou touched it, his hands were icy cold.

The fierce air surged up, as if a sea of ​​blood rushed towards Cao Zhe.

Cao Zhe snorted indifferently, and when he thought about it, he released a little bit of the momentum that overwhelmed the world and deceived the heavens.

Where did the ghost get this?

He was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly, and when Cao Zhe moved his sword, he began to cut the skin.

Put the dough into the oil pan, and it sizzled when it was fried.

Seeing the ghost head getting thinner and thinner, the beggar monk's expression became more and more dignified.

There is a saying in ancient times, saying, "Being a minion for a tiger".

It means that the person killed by the tiger will turn into a ghost, attached to the tiger, and help the tiger attract passers-by, lead them into the tiger's den, and be eaten by the tiger.

And this ghost head also has a natural ability similar to that of a tiger.

Those who are harmed by it will turn into evil thoughts that entangle him and entangle themselves. If the evil thoughts do not disappear, the fierce ghost will not die.

Such a natural ability, if brought to the extreme, can be called terrifying.

Therefore, the monk aimed at the evil spirits and deliberately cultivated them, intending to guide them to become a new ghost king, and then enter the Buddhist gate to become a Buddhist guardian.

With this achievement, the monk also feels that he will be included in Lingshan and have a place.

Unexpectedly, the judge passed by, thrust a bar horizontally, beheaded the evil spirit, cut off its head, and used the Stove Lord's frying pan to fry the malice and reduce the natural abilities, so that the fierce ghost gradually lost its spirit and gradually disappeared from the public.

The old monk didn't try to rob, not only because the judge himself was very powerful, but also because the Stove Lord was on the side, and Cao Zhe, who didn't know how deep he was.Later, the old fox stepped in again, and the situation became more and more difficult to distinguish clearly.

If you act rashly, you may suffer a big loss.

There was a conversation of three or two sentences in an instant, but in fact, several confrontations had already passed.

"Good Judge!"

"Good man!"

"Duan has a vicious heart and no mercy, the poor monk will write it down today." After the monk said, he turned and left.

It seemed that he was worried about Cao Zhe and the magistrate's sneak attack from behind. The monk covered his body with golden light, walked quickly, and disappeared without a trace in just a few breaths.

The old fox on the other side watched a good show, but he didn't come forward to eat the ghost feast.

Instead, he rolled his eyes and said: "The Taoist chief's swordsmanship is so handsome, I don't know if there is a lack of a girl holding the sword. The old man has a granddaughter, called Hongyu, who happens to be a gift to the Taoist chief."

Cao Zhe was going to refuse, but when he heard the name 'Hongyu', he was a little stunned.

After all, how to say, this can be regarded as a "fox".

Seeing that Cao Zhe didn't refuse immediately, the old fox immediately made a decision and said: "Okay! The Taoist priest accepted my granddaughter, and he has some in-laws with me. If the monk intends to take revenge in the future, if we receive news, we will definitely meet her." Tell me."

After saying that, leaving a little red fox behind, he turned to leave.

As for the field mouse that kept kowtowing, the old fox didn't even look at it.

The judge ate meat and drank heavily, and soon he was full of wine and meat. Seeing the ghost head that had been cut by Cao Zhe and could no longer regain his face, he took it and said to Cao Zhe: "My surname was Zhong when I was alive. From now on, you don't need to call me Judge, just call me by my name."

"I still have something important to do today. I need to go back to the underworld, so I won't say more. Let's meet another day."

After finishing speaking, he wiped his mouth, held the screaming ghost head, turned into a puff of green smoke, disappeared in place, and escaped into the ground.

As for Lord Stove, he never spoke to Cao Zhe, he bowed his hand to Cao Zhe, then put away the stove and iron pot, disappeared without a trace.

Immortals, yin gods, monks, and old foxes, they came suddenly, but they all left without delay.

If it wasn't for the undead qi in Cao Zhe's body that had initially condensed into a grain, he might have thought that he had just seen a hallucination.

The little ruby ​​fox, at this moment, stepped on the head of the vole demon, as if tossing it.

Then he slapped the vole monster unconscious with his paw.

"Okay! Now we are the only ones left!"

"I don't go around in circles, I'm my own fox!" The bright red fox, like a beautiful jade, turned around and turned into a little girl carved in pink and jade, dressed in red, like a doll in New Year pictures, and said to Cao Cao. Zhe milk said childishly.

Cao Zhe was taken aback for a moment, then realized.

"Oh! You are also a competitor!" Cao Zhe was not surprised that Hongyu would become a competitor.

As a vixen with a famous name and surname, but not a high level of cultivation, it was expected that he would be selected.

"Of course!" Hongyu said proudly.

Cao Zhe asked, "How did you recognize me?"

Hongyu said: "I opened the Eye of True Seeing in the treasure box world, and I can use it once a day to identify a person's true identity."

Cao Zhe was surprised: "You also won the first place?"

"What is your first world?"

Hongyu was a little annoyed and said: "Your doubts are very rude, but I will still answer you, my first world is called Love Apartment, and I chose a girl named Chen Meijia as my identity, and somehow I won in the end. "

Cao Zhe nodded, it makes sense!

Although Chen Meijia is stupid, the hidden setting is Ouhuang.