Chapter 278 Mr. Kong


    The young master of the Kong family, that Kong Sheng, isn''t he still dead...


    Mo Hua was a little curious, so he followed the fat monk out and heeled behind him with a slight heel.


    The fat monk was completely unaware of it. He held the food box and lowered his voice and cursed along the way.


    "I worked hard and finally entered this Black Mountain Village. It''s not just that I''m sending them food."


    "It would be fine if I didn''t let me learn evil skills. I wouldn''t let anyone do serious things and deliver food to these wastes every day."


    "Damn it, a bunch of ignorant things..."


    "I''m outside and my name is also well-known..."


    Mo Hua understood that this fat monk hated himself for "not being able to appreciate his talent."


    I felt that Heishanzhai had no eyes and did not give him evil skills, and did not let him kill and rob, but only let him deliver food and do odd jobs, so I felt dissatisfied.


    Mo Hua curled her lips silently.


    Sure enough, the mud cannot support the wall, the dog cannot spit out ivory from its mouth, and the rotten wood cannot be carved.


    Don’t do a serious thing, but think about harming people.


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


    "Mr. Kong, it''s time to eat."


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


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


    But there was a sharp voice from a boy coming from inside.


    "Don''t leave!"


    The fat monk frowned, and the other evil cultivators shouted at him. This Young Master Kong was just a pig, and he was talking to him in this attitude?


    The fat monk pulled the corners of his mouth and patiently said, "Young Master Kong has something to say?"


    Kong Sheng hurriedly said, "My father, has my father replied?"


    "I don''t know this."


    "It''s been so long that he can''t not redeem me."


    Through the iron door, Kong Sheng''s voice seemed a little anxious in a dull and dull manner.


    "Do you think there are fewer spirit stones? I can add six thousand... no, eight thousand!"


    "As long as you let me go out, give me a way out."


    "Any spirit stone is fine, my father will definitely give it to you!"


    The fat monk heard the spirit stone and his eyes lit up slightly, "Young Master Kong is serious?"


    "Take it seriously! Take it seriously!" Kong Sheng inside the door seemed to nodding repeatedly, "Just let me out!"


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


    He heard the voice of the monk who delivered the meal a little strange.


    The fat monk''s eyes narrowed slightly and he slowly said, "Yes."


    Kong Sheng realized something.


    Since he is a newcomer, he will also deliver food to him, and he will definitely have a low status, just like a slave in his family.


    Kong Sheng said: "If you secretly send a letter to my father, my father will reward you very much."


    The word "reward" made the fat monk unhappy.


    He prefers "grabbing" and does not like "rewarding" by others.


    "Does the young master have a certificate?"


    Kong Sheng handed out a jade pendant from under the crack of the door, "This jade pendant was given by my father. It can be worth 500 spirit stones. If you take it to him, he will understand."


    The fat monk took the jade pendant and looked satisfied. He asked again, "What do you want me to bring?"


    Kong Sheng lowered his voice and said, "My father is a foundation-building monk! Tell my father to secretly bring people to kill this village and kill them all. After the matter is done, you can enter the Kong family. I ask my father to give you the surname Kong, you can do the management, no, you can be an elder!"


    Not only ink paintings, even the fat monk was shocked.


    There are 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 words."


    "Okay! OK!" Kong Sheng was overjoyed.


    The fat monk showed sarcastic expressions, but through the iron gate, Kong Sheng could not see it at all.


    "Young Master Kong, stay here peacefully. Don''t think about running away before things are done, 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, you go and hand in the phone."


    The fat monk sneered, turned around and left, halfway through, spat at the iron gate, and hummed:


    "What''s so **** stupid!"


    Mo Hua knew that he must have embezzled the jade pendant, but he could not do anything, and got five hundred spirit stones for nothing.


    Mo Hua shook his head and quietly climbed over the wall. Seeing that there was no one around, he unlocked the formation of the roof, removed a piece of tiles, and looked in secret. The room was simple and shabby.


    Standing at the door was a young monk, dressed in luxurious clothes, but now he was tattered and looked like he had experienced many twists and turns.


    I think it is Kong Sheng, the young master of the Kong family''s direct line.


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but mutter:


    "It''s really a good person who doesn''t live long, and the disaster will last for thousands of years. Kong Sheng is so lucky. He is obviously so stupid, but he can survive in the hands of evil cultivators."


    Then he sighed again, what did the Kong family teach him? Why is his head full of mud?


    I even thought about giving the evil cultivators a spirit stone to help you do things.


    They can give you food, and it would be great if they can save your life.


    Mo Hua muttered in her heart, but saw Kong Sheng suddenly getting angry.


    Kong Sheng picked up the rice bowl, took a few bites, and tried to vomit, but he forced himself to swallow it.


    Then anger and frustration surged into my heart.


    He fell and smashed, waving his fists and feet, venting his anger with a ferocious look, and cursed at the same time:


    "Everything deserves to die! All deserves to die!"


    "It''s all some things, I ride on this young master''s head, and I''ll ask you to do things, I''ll go and **** you!"


    It seems that I think of the many embarrassing, unbearable and humiliating things in this trip again.


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


    I thought of the joke and laughter on the evil cultivator''s face.


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


    "It''s all the father and son with the surname Ji!"


    "If you don''t mess with me, I won''t think about killing you, I won''t leave the city, and I won''t fall into this place!"


    "And that Fu Lan, just a bitch! But she is a bitch, pretending to be innocent! She doesn''t even follow me!"


    "When I get you, you will definitely make life worse than death!"


    "These evil cultivators are the same. If you humiliate me like this and look down on me, you will all die!"


    "Everyone has to die!"


    …


    Kong Sheng looked hysterical.


    Mo Hua listened, but gradually frowned.


    It was obviously his own mistake, but he had made mistakes first before he fell to this point, but he always felt that it was someone else who was wrong.


    And the desire for revenge is so strong, and the nature is so vicious.


    "It seems that before leaving, we must think of a way to keep Kong Sheng in this black village forever."


    Ink painting was silently thinking.


    Bad people must stay where bad people stay.


    Kong Sheng and this Black Mountain Village are quite compatible.


    But he has to finish drawing the map first.


    Two days later, the map of Heishan Village was drawn 70% to 80%. Mo Hua was a little hungry and was eating in the kitchen of Heishan Village.


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


    "The pastry prepared for the Sandangjia was stolen... I asked you to watch it, but you didn''t watch it. If you couldn''t do any small things well, what''s the use?"


    Sandang’s pastry?


    Mo Hua was stunned for a moment and looked at the pastry that had been eaten halfway through his hand.


    Is this for the third leader to eat?


    No wonder...


    He felt that this pastry was not that bad, so he ate more.


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


    He has a veteran, a stinky temper, and a bad temper, which makes the fat monk so bloody.


    The fat monk dared not argue.


    After the old man scolded, he snorted and left.


    The fat monk stood there, his eyelids twitching in anger, and cursed with hatred:


    "Which **** is stealing? If I find out, you will definitely die a bad death!"


    Mo Hua, who was eating snacks, was stunned when she heard this, then slowly licked her lips, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.


    Miscellaneous?


    Don’t die well?


    "Not only scold me, but also want me to die?"


    Mo Hua looked at the fat monk silently, and his mind changed rapidly, thinking about **** the fat man first.


    Thank you for your chance to give me a reward~


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    (This chapter ends)