Who says the deity is not Bai Ze

Hearing this, Fu Li was stunned for a while.

When the man asked this sentence, his tone was much lighter than usual. Rather than worrying about his injury, it was more like an insignificant greeting.

Investigating its priorities, it is probably not much better than "Have you eaten?" and "How's the weather?"

Sha Bao actually spoke to him in such a tone, and asked such careless questions.

Fu Li suddenly became a little psychologically unbalanced.

Didn't he just hang out for a few days?Isn't it just playing dead when he slams the door?Didn't they just ignore him all the way?

Fu Li felt that he was an elder no matter what, so why would he have a little temper every now and then.Why does Sha Bao have such an attitude towards that delicate sunfish, and he also has such an attitude towards him.

He thought that at least he was different.

While poking Sha Bao's forehead in his head and counting the man's crimes, his fingers were also tapping the desk unconsciously.

Disorderly, hasty.

Like the hourglass used to record the time before some kind of execution ceremony, it hits the atrium dully one after another, and at the same time clearly vows the coming of three o'clock in the afternoon.

But this kind of behavior is really not like himself... When did his emotions be easily affected by other people's words and deeds?

outrageous!If it is put into chaos, it will be dragged to the endless sea to feed the monsters!

Thinking of this, Fu Li pursed his lips, rolled his Adam's apple twice, finally stood up from the swivel chair without saying a word, and sat back on the cowhide bench silently.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't give Sha Bao a look, which can be described as very ruthless and unreasonable.

Seeing Fu Li walk away, a bright smile appeared on Che Chi's fair face, he hurriedly got up, ran over with his short legs, and sat down on the vacant chair.

"Sir, sir, I don't know much about Lishan Dojo, can you tell me the specific process?" Che Chi held his face obediently and looked at Sha Bao, and asked softly.

Fu Li turned his head, rolled his eyes abruptly where no one was looking, and thought maliciously in his heart:

Oops, what a pity, your husband is also coming back to Lishan for the first time, so it's not a good idea to ask questions like this one that he can't answer, we'll see how you step down later!

Unexpectedly, the next second he was slapped in the face.

I only heard the man's voice with unclear emotions: "Lishan Dojo is divided into two parts: listening and competition. The listening lasts for three days, and the competition is held after the listening. There is no time limit..."

Fuli: "..."

OK.

Even if he died and was thrown into the endless sea, and the wreckage was trapped in the bottom of the sea for eternity, he still had to shout out with a decayed voice: Bah!Shabao is a big pig's trotter!

But I have to say that Shabao's voice is very deep and pleasant, especially when he is confined in a car with a small space, his normal speech seems to be whispering some ambiguous things.

Fu Li listened honestly all the way, and it can be regarded as listening to all the things that he missed during the meeting that day, and he has a bottom line in his mind.

The driver parked the car outside a hotel shortly after.

Fu Li got out of the car, looked at the baroque-style luxury hotel in front of him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Preaching in such a place? It's very unique."

Chen Dansheng explained: "This place is only temporarily reserved for the spiritual practitioners participating in the Lishan Dojo to rest. The reception staff will lead us into Lishan on the day of the opening of the altar. Let's go, it's getting late, let's go Put your luggage in and then you can go get something to eat."

The hotel is surrounded by commercial streets, and the flow of people is endless, which is very prosperous.But Mount Li is located in the southwest of the Qinling Mountains, no matter how you think about it, it should be a remote mountain and old forest full of snakes and insects.

Although Fu Li wondered how they were going to get there and why they arranged everyone in the urban area, he didn't ask any further questions. After getting the room card from the front desk, he found his room and went in first to sort things out.

The organizer of the Lishan Dojo is worthy of the word "rich and powerful", and the rooms arranged for them are all one person, one room, without any ambiguity.

Fu Li didn't bring many things, only a few changes of clothes in total, and he tidied them up in no time.

After the incident, Fu Li remembered what Chen Dansheng said that he could go to the hotel's cafeteria to eat, but he didn't know the place, so he wanted to find someone to lead the way.

Fu Li recalled a moment, when he took a glance at the room card, he saw that Chen Dansheng's room number seemed to be 416, so he went to the door of Room 416 and knocked on the door.

After standing at the door for a few seconds, a male voice suddenly sounded from inside.

Not just one.

"Sir, I have too much stuff, please help me!"

"Ah."

"Sir, there are so few things and clothes. Let's go shopping together before we go back from Lishan! Buy whatever you want, and swipe my card!"

"No need."

"Well... then, sir, let's go down to eat after finishing the things. I heard that the snails baked in red wine here are good~"

"I do not……"

Before the words of refusal were finished, Chen Dansheng's voice suddenly came in through a door: "Fu Li, what are you doing here, do you want to go downstairs to eat together?"

Immediately after, the man's familiar clear voice said: "...Okay."

So the man's words rolled to his lips, but the exit became: "I'm not very hungry, but I can try it."

Che Chi thought that the man was accommodating him, and moved his starry eyes, and said, "Mmm! You are so kind, sir!"

***

It was just standing at the door of someone's room and listening to it, and the strange emotion that had been suppressed with great difficulty emerged again.

Sha Bao and Che Chi, who were in the same room, turned into two hateful villains respectively, laughing viciously, raised a torch and threw it at Fu Li, and then walked away hand in hand.

Fuli is miserable.

The flames scorched his internal organs, and turned the ten thousand hectares of deep water in the altar into misty water vapor, which stuffed up in his chest cavity, making it difficult for him to even breathe.But the tongue of fire still refused to let him go, it grew sharp thorns, licked the heart fiercely, and licked off a layer of bloody skin.

Dry and painful.

Fu Li lowered his eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Is there any water? Or... is there any wine?"

Rao Chen Dansheng didn't know Fu Li well, and he also sensed that Fu Li's mood was not right. It was obviously not wise to refute his opinion at this time, so he called his attendants over and said, "Please serve me some wine, the price will be charged separately." .”

"White wine, not red wine." Fu Li added.

This hotel specializes in western food, and there is no such thing as liquor in the warehouse, but you have to believe that there is nothing that a five-star hotel cannot do.

After the attendant got the order, he went to the private supermarket across the street to buy a box of Red Star Erguotou without saying a word, and carried it to Fuli's table with a humming hum.

"Guests, please take your time." The attendant bowed politely and stepped aside.

Fu Li ignored Chen Dansheng's hesitant eyes, flicked his fingers, violently opened Erguotou, including the bottle cap and mouth, and just raised his neck like a Liangshanbo hero to pour.

The bottle cap rolled away from the mouth of the glass bottle, and knocked against the corner of the table next to it, making a crisp clang.

Chen Dansheng took another look, and felt that Fu Li didn't seem to be simply opening a bottle, but rather was practicing how to pry open a person's skull in the fastest way.

One bottle after another, the whole box of Erguotou almost bottomed out at an astonishing speed.

Fu Li drank quickly, but his heart was not happy.

He actually began to miss the old things of Chaos, and missed the excellent frozen spring wine in the cellar behind Junshan Mountain.

Only such cold wine can extinguish the fire on his body.

But before he could feel sorry for himself and miss the past, a sullen and feminine voice sounded from the adjacent table, which was pleasant to hear, but the tone sounded a bit like that thing that lacked two ounces of meat.

"Yo~ It's amazing~ My young master is so old, I haven't seen any battles, but it's the first time I've seen this kind of wonderful person blowing baijiu to his lips in a western restaurant~"

Miaoren himself didn't say anything, but Chen Dansheng was a little angry: "We can't drink baijiu in western restaurants, who made the rule?"

The man laughed again: "My lord, I didn't say you can't, it's just strange ~ Oh, don't stop, if you keep going, it's right to look at a diorama."

boom.

Fu Li poured the last drop of wine into his mouth, and vigorously slammed the bottle onto the table, gently stroking the broken mouth of the bottle with his onion-like fingertips.

It's hard to guess what he's thinking.

"What, are you angry? Alas, everyone is judging, what did I say wrong, sir--" The man's attire could be described as exaggerated, his black hair was completely coiled on the top of his head, and it was full of gold and jade pearl hairpins, and his clothes were The ancient-style slanted-breasted gown is covered with flowers and brocade, and the stamens made of tiny rice pearls glow with gorgeous precious light, as if they just walked out of the set of some ancient costume drama.

As soon as he stood up, all kinds of fancy decorations could directly dazzle people.

The man elegantly held a glass of red wine, walked up to Fu Li, and said, "Oh, why don't you dare to look at me, because I'm afraid that I'll feel ashamed to see my magnificence, hahahaha~"

Fuli: "..."

Chen Dansheng: "..."

After finishing the wine, Fu Li didn't bother to concede his status to get angry with this little guy, so he got up and made a gesture to leave.

"Hey, don't go!" The man was probably used to being courted, and seeing that Fuli didn't even give him a single look, he couldn't accept the huge gap between his predecessors and his successors, and shook off his gorgeous robes like a prey. Like an old hen, she wanted to jump up and stop Fu Li.

In the end, before he had taken two steps, he suddenly felt a huge pulling force coming from behind. The man couldn't stop the momentum, and in a panic, he had to protect the handsome face he cared about most with his hand at the last moment.

Then without any suspense, a dog eats shit, oh no, the old hen pecked at the big caterpillar.

Fu Li's footsteps were also stopped by the loud noise behind him, he frowned and turned his head, wanting to see what that gaudy thing was doing again, did he think that he could get ahead without thinking about it?

Eye level, did not see anyone.

Looking down, I saw a pool of gaudy humanoid objects lying on the ground, motionless and pretending to be dead.

WTF?

"...Since you made such a great gift, I will reluctantly accept it."

Fu Li originally wanted to make some more sarcasm, but he didn't expect the wine to have a strong aftertaste. The lingering taste of the wine made him dizzy, and his exposed skin also turned a nice pink color.

Fu Li was afraid that he would lose his composure, so he didn't dare to stay here any longer, so he went straight back to the room in a hurry.

And the man in the corner of the restaurant, silently watching Fu Li's retreating figure, slowly let go of the hand hidden under the table.