If you are in the inn, you will give sloppy Taoist priests for the rest of your life, and two bowls of porridge will be made.

But as soon as you enter the city, as soon as the stalls are set up, the task is being completed, and the system regulations cannot be violated.

For the rest of his life, he added another five yuan, a whole ten yuan, enough for the sloppy Taoist priest to have a full meal on the side, but the sloppy Taoist priest still did not leave.

He raised a bowl tremblingly, just to beg for a bowl of porridge, which was really pitiful.

"Little shopkeeper, you're too unkind. Zhuang Zisheng spoke.

"yes, yes. Perhaps it was agreed, and many onlookers opened their mouths to condemn Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng helplessly asked the system in his thoughts, "How about I buy a bowl of porridge for him?"

System: "You're doing this kind of pants and fart?"

"At least not dirty pants. "After quibbling for the rest of my life, I can only find another way.

Just as he was racking his brains, Zhou Jiufeng, who knew that there were many rules for the rest of his life, spoke out to help him break the siege.

"Rules are rules, how can you make it difficult for others?" Zhou Jiufeng said, "I bought it for him." ”

Yu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and sighed to Chu Sheng: "You said that this little couple, why is the gap between people so big?"

Zhuang Zisheng frowned, held back his anger, and pushed the money back, "I bought this bowl of porridge." ”

The servant behind him neatly took out the money.

The sloppy Taoist priest held the broken bowl, and Bai Xingxing scooped two spoonfuls of porridge into it as he said.

After the third less, he thought that the bowl would be flush with the bowl break, but who expected that the porridge was still dissatisfied.

Bai Xingxing thought that he had just made a mistake, and was about to turn around after scooping another spoonful of porridge, when he heard the sloppy Taoist priest say: "The girl bought me a bowl of porridge, and it is not full yet." ”

Bai Xingxing looked at the broken bowl again, and sure enough, it was still a little worse, he frowned slightly, scooped another spoonful, and saw that the porridge did not rise at all.

"It's broken, there's fraud. Bai Xingxing chuckled in his heart.

"Down, down. The sloppy Taoist priest urged him.

"Shopkeeper, look. Bai Xingxing called Yu Sheng over and added another spoonful, but the porridge still did not rise.

"Pour quickly, pour quickly, it's not enough for a bowl. The sloppy Taoist priest urged, "The eldest husband spit on a nail in one mouthful, and said that a bowl will be a bowl." ”

"I don't believe it. Yu Sheng poured two large spoonfuls hard, but the porridge was still not full.

"Stinky Taoist, you are a ghost. Yu Sheng was angry, he snatched the broken bowl with his hand, and saw that this broken bowl was very common, but there was not much porridge in the bowl.

The sloppy Taoist priest sat down on the ground and said, "Come and see, it's robbed, forget if you don't give the old Taoist porridge, you will rob the bowl." ”

Looking at the old Taoist's exaggerated acting skills, he took a bowl of his own for the rest of his life.

He poured the porridge from the broken bowl into it, "Our dog only uses this bowl, I'll replace it for you." Yu Sheng gritted his teeth and said.

He came to find a field, and now he was entangled by a sloppy Taoist priest, and he was very annoyed.

Unexpectedly, the porridge in the broken bowl was poured into the new bowl, and the porridge was still not much, and the same was true for those who did not believe in evil for the rest of their lives.

The sloppy Taoist priest snatched the broken bowl over, and his face was expressionless, only his eyes looked at the rest of his life.

"A bowl of porridge, hurry up. He said to the rest of his life, and then turned back to the onlookers, "The Taoist priest is not stingy, come and come, please drink porridge." ”

The people behind had already prepared, and came over with a bowl, and as soon as the sloppy Taoist priest fell, a bowl of porridge came out of the empty broken bowl.

"Wow" and "Good" onlookers couldn't help but applaud.

Yu Sheng was stunned, he looked at Cai Ming, this grandson was looking at him with a smug smile.

Zhuang Zisheng exaggerated his surprise, and then pretended to be profound, and estimated that if it weren't for Zhou Jiufeng sitting on the side, he would definitely have the same virtue as Cai Ming.

"I wish you a lifetime of tracheitis. Yu Sheng muttered, so that Zhuang Zisheng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows,

Yu Sheng asked the system again in his thoughts: "This sloppy Taoist priest deliberately came to smash the field, why don't you punish him a little?"

The system said: "The system only has constraints on the host, and the way of heaven does not allow the system to punish others." ”

"That's right, at most, you won't have a merit point, which is weaker than those who can't be wiped out at every turn. "Yu Shengdao.

"Down, down. The sloppy Taoist priest was urging him again.

Yu Sheng put away the spoon, "This porridge, Lao Tzu is no longer for sale." ”

Zhuang Zisheng said: "Little shopkeeper, the most taboo in business is untrustworthy, I have paid all the money, you ......"

Zhou Jiufeng slapped the table and interrupted him, "Did you invite this Taoist priest?"

Zhuang Zisheng shook his head hurriedly and said sincerely: "It has nothing to do with me, really." ”

Zhou Jiufeng had no way to verify, so he could only say: "We won't buy this bowl of porridge." ”

The sloppy Taoist priest was stunned, and Bai Xingxing took the opportunity to snatch the new bowl.

"Your porridge is always going to be sold. The sloppy Taoist priest smiled.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and took a sip of porridge from the empty broken bowl, "That's good." ”

A rich man immediately came out of the side, and asked for a bowl of porridge with a smile.

Yu Sheng took a new bowl and carefully inspected it, and only after seeing that there was nothing abnormal did he carefully serve the porridge.

What worries him happened again, the porridge stopped at half and could no longer be filled, and the old Taoist priest was giving porridge again.

"Shopkeeper, what should I do, this stinky Taoist priest has magical powers, we can't fight him. Ye Zi asked in a low voice.

"Aren't you able to summon dragons?" the rest of his life pinned his hopes on Ye Zigao.

Ye Zigao covered his lower body, "No, no, what if you are beheaded by the city lord?"

What do you do with your lower body covered?

Yu Sheng was very puzzled and retracted his gaze, helplessly looked at the porridge bowl, and then looked at the old Taoist priest who gave porridge.

"Is it a failure to retreat?" was very unwilling for the rest of his life.

He sighed and said decisively: "Pour, pour porridge, I want to see how much he can hold." ”

In his opinion, this spell of transferring porridge must consume mana.

Bai Xingxing and Ye Zigao saw that Yu Sheng was serious, and quickly added porridge to the bowl unceremoniously.

Ten bowls of porridge were served, but the porridge in the bowl had not risen, and Yu Sheng stomped his feet and let them carry the porridge bucket and pour it.

A sword light flashed in the sky, making the sloppy Taoist priest's heart palpitate slightly.

But he didn't feel at ease, and continued to pour porridge to others with a smile, and even a large pot of porridge at the second end of the Appreciation Building.

This hatred for the rest of his life, especially when he saw Cai Ming's facial features crowded together, he looked like a dog.

"Ming'er has to bring the dog and let your brothers kill each other. After glaring at Cai Ming fiercely, Yu Sheng also helped pour porridge.

Xu was flustered, maybe his eyes were on Cai Ming, and he was negligent for the rest of his life, and he actually let the spikes on the ring ring stick to his fingers.

He shook and struggled, and a drop of blood fell into the porridge bucket and disappeared.

No one saw it.

Another bucket of porridge was poured.

Ye Gao and Bai happily lifted the bucket of porridge.

As soon as he poured the porridge bowl, he heard a "bang", and the broken bowl in the Taoist priest's hand exploded.

The porridge in the sky burst out as the bowl was broken into powder, pouring Zhuang Zisheng and Cai Ming.

At the same time, accompanied by the blood spit out by the sloppy Taoist priest, it was like a broken faucet, and it kept spraying out.

For some reason, for the rest of my life, I always felt that someone read the sentence "Your old lady came to cook with her", so that the sloppy Taoist priest had such a demeanor.

The sloppy Taoist priest covered his chest, barely stopped spurting blood, and when he was waiting for Yungong to heal his wounds, he knew that the mana in his body had disappeared, and he couldn't use it at all.

"My spells, my ways. The sloppy Taoist priest was in a hurry, and his ravine-crisscrossed face finally made waves.

"How so, how so. He was like an ant on a hot pot, panicked and dumped in the porridge puree, groping around.