The mysterious man with an ethereal and ethereal voice said proudly: Haha, although my words have no truth, but at least they are much better than your words.

The mysterious man with a voice as sharp as pig iron sandwiched the protruding stone wall between his two feet, and then, with one hand, slapped his belly vigorously, and the other hand slapped his own spanking, and said:

Hey, hey, hey, I really brag that I don't know that I'm thick-skinned, your words are good? Your words are good, then you say a few nice words and let me see.

And the mysterious man with the ethereal and ethereal voice played even better.

He hugged the protruding stone wall with both hands, and then, with one foot, slapped his big belly, and the other foot slapped his big buttocks, and said unconvinced:

Haha, just say it, those good things I want to say, I'm afraid you haven't heard of them in hundreds of reincarnations in previous lives and future lives, because I have never said them to others.

If I haven't told anyone about it, how can you hear it, and if you haven't heard of it, how do you know that what I'm saying is not good?

His words were a little awkward, but he didn't care whether the other party understood them or not, and he talked about himself as if he were just enjoying himself.

And the mysterious man with a voice as sharp as pig iron didn't listen to what he was saying.

I saw him look at the mysterious man with an ethereal and ethereal voice, and then look at his ass, and then, with his two feet, he clamped the protruding stone wall, and squeezed his shriveled ass with both hands, as if his ass was the face of the other.

Then he laughed to himself, and said, "Hey, it's a strange thing, it's a strange thing, it's like the sun is coming out of the west."

And the mysterious man with an ethereal and ethereal voice showed a very dissatisfied posture when he saw his posture, so he simply followed him.

Not only did he expose his buttocks, but he also slapped it a few times with a "crackle", looking like Lao Tzu beating his son.

He seems to have taken his ass for the other person's face, slapping his ear.

After his shriveled ass was beaten to a plump and swollen state, he withdrew his hand contentedly, and then, glaring fiercely at the mysterious man whose voice was as sharp as pig iron, he said:

Haha, what's the matter, I'm not convinced? What's so great about the sun coming out of the west, isn't the sun coming out of the west all the time? What's worth all the fuss about?

The mysterious man with a voice as sharp as pig iron sandwiched his legs between the protruding stone wall, folded his hands, and made an old monk into a fixed state, with a look of excitement on his face, and said:

Hehe, do you know what I think is strange? You don't know when you see it, let me tell you the truth, I think it's not that the sun comes out of the west, but that you say that you have a stinky fart in your mouth that I haven't heard of, and you say it's not a strange thing.

During the time of bickering just now, the mysterious man with an ethereal and ethereal voice was also in line with his identity as the master of the Pure Land of Bliss, and he did not do anything out of the cabinet.

Now, however, after hearing the words of the mysterious man whose voice was as sharp as pig iron, it began to become extremely abnormal.

As if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake hidden in the stone wall, he suddenly jumped up, and jumped over from the flat and smooth rock where he lived, and jumped on another rock.

Then, clinging to the protruding stone wall with both hands, and his legs hanging upside down, he made a kneeling position, pouted his buttocks, and cried out:

Haha, it's really strange for you to talk like a dead thing, and my mouth is not an ass, how can I say bullshit?

Since you don't know what kind of is, you have already offended, which makes me very unhappy, even if you kneel down and beg me, I don't intend to tell you what is, but now I am very angry, so I decided to let you know a little longer......

As soon as these words came out, the mysterious man with a voice as sharp as pig iron seemed to know what he was going to do, and quickly covered his nose and said loudly: Hehe, I said that you are immortal, you don't really want to fart, right?

The mysterious man with an ethereal and ethereal voice sneered: Haha, you can't die ghost, you're wrong, I'm not going to fart, but to let you know what bullshit is?

As soon as the words fell, he heard a slight tremor of "flutter", which lifted the robe behind his ass slightly, like an autumn wind blowing dead leaves all over the ground.

Then, a smell that you can't tell what it smells like begins to spread throughout the dreary cavern like a tomb, gradually, gradually......

The strange smell is not particularly stinky, but it is also a little pungent, like the meat that has spoiled and rotted because it has been left out for too long.

This man actually let out a stinky fart in front of him, just like the mysterious man with a voice as sharp as pig iron did in the first place.

Everyone else had covered their noses to resist the onslaught of his "poison gas", but he still sat there smugly.

Then, squinting his eyes, sweeping his eyebrows, making a look of enjoyment, he smiled at the mysterious man whose voice was as sharp as pig iron: Haha, it's so cool.

Speaking of this, he pointed to the stench of wavy hovering in mid-air, and then pointed to his mouth, and said: Do you hear it, this is called legendary.

The mysterious man with a voice as sharp as pig iron pinched his nose vigorously with one hand, and kept fanning and fanning in front of his nose with the other.

He kept shaking his head while fanning and said: Wrong, wrong, wrong, hey, old immortal, now you are wrong again, you are not called, but stinky fart.

The mysterious man with an ethereal and ethereal voice corrected him seriously: Haha, the ghost thing that can't die, you are wrong in my opinion.

Did you smell my stinky fart just now, and after I let out the stinky fart, did I say another word? Since there are farts and words, then, isn't it?

Hmph, you can't die ghost thing has been in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and you don't even have this common sense, and you still don't admit that you are the number one fool in the world?

Hearing this, the mysterious man with a voice as sharp as pig iron didn't know if it was because his head was short-circuited by the smell of stinky farts just now, or if he didn't want to argue with him.

I saw that he suddenly waved the hand that had been slapping the stinky fart in front of his nose, and an "eagle drilling into the clouds" rushed in front of the mysterious man with an ethereal and ethereal voice, and smashed the rock on which he was kneeling.

When the shattered dust formed a mist in the dull corridor, he turned back to the rock where he had just lived, and said loudly:

Hey, bullshit, what bullshit, you old immortal fart and talk, I, this time you can't fart again, see how you still talk bullshit?

And the mysterious man with an ethereal and ethereal voice, as if he had known his intentions, jumped onto another rock just as he touched the rock where he was living with his palm.

Then, turning around, holding the protruding stone wall with one hand and two feet, and then, the remaining hand set up a pergola in front of his forehead, looked at the mysterious man with a voice as sharp as pig iron, and said: Haha, I dare to say that I can never fart again, hum, I will let out another fart to show you now......