Chapter 278 Master Kong

The young master of the Kong family, that Kong Sheng, is not dead yet...

Mo Hua was a little curious, so he followed the fat monk out and followed him quietly.

The fat monk was completely unaware, carrying the food box, lowering his voice and cursing all the way.

"I worked so hard and finally entered this Black Mountain Village, but I am not here to deliver food to them."

"It's okay not to let me learn evil skills, but I am not allowed to do any serious work, and I deliver food to these rubbish every day."

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

"I am also famous outside..."

Mo Hua understood that the fat monk hated himself for "not being able to find a job for his talent".

He felt that the Black Mountain Village was blind, not letting him practice evil skills, not letting him kill people and rob goods, but only letting him deliver food and do chores, so he was dissatisfied.

Mo Hua curled his lips silently.

As expected, mud cannot be propped up against a wall, ivory cannot be spit out from a dog's mouth, and rotten wood cannot be carved.

He didn't do anything serious, but was thinking about harming others.

The fat monk cursed in a low voice, walked through several roads, went around several corners, came to a remote house, and patted the iron door.

"Master 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 then passed the bowl through the gap under the door.

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

But a young man's sharp voice came from inside.

"Don't leave!"

The fat monk frowned. Other evil cultivators yelled at him, but Master Kong was just a piglet, and he spoke to him in this manner?

The fat monk pulled the corner of his mouth and patiently said, "Master Kong, do you have anything to say?"

Kong Sheng hurriedly said, "My father, did my father reply?"

"I don't know about that."

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

Across the iron door, Kong Sheng's voice was dull and a little anxious.

"Are you dissatisfied with the lack of spiritual stones? I can add six thousand... no, eight thousand!"

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

"Any spiritual stones will do, my father will definitely give it to you!"

When the fat monk heard about the spiritual stones, his eyes lit up slightly, "Does Master Kong really mean what he said?"

"Really! Really!" Kong Sheng inside the door seemed to be nodding repeatedly, "Just let me out!"

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

The voice of the monk who delivered the meal sounded a little strange to him.

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

Kong Sheng felt that he understood something.

Since he was new here and still delivered meals to him, he must have a low status, just like a servant in his family.

Kong Sheng said, "You secretly delivered a letter to my father, and my father will reward you heavily."

The word "reward" made the fat monk unhappy.

He preferred to "rob" and didn't like others to "reward".

"Master, do you have proof?"

Kong Sheng handed over a jade pendant from under the door. "This jade pendant was given by my father. It is worth 500 spirit stones. You show it to him and he will understand."

The fat monk took the jade pendant with a satisfied look on his face, and asked again: "Master, what message do you want me to convey?"

Kong Sheng lowered his voice and said: "My father is a foundation-building monk! You told my father to secretly bring people here to wipe out this mountain stronghold and kill them all. After the matter is done, you can enter the Kong family. I will ask my father to give you the surname Kong. You can be a manager, no, you can be an elder!"

Not only Mo Hua, but also the fat monk was shocked.

Is there really such a stupid person in the world?

What did his father teach him?

Could it be that he really thought that his Kong family was invincible and he could do whatever he wanted for the rest of his life?

The fat monk put the jade pendant in his arms and complimented: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely convey the message."

"Good! Good!" Kong Sheng was overjoyed.

The fat monk showed sarcasm, but Kong Sheng couldn't see it through the iron gate.

"Master Kong, you just stay here quietly. Don't think about running away before the matter is done, otherwise the evil cultivators here will be angry and will definitely kill you."

The fat monk reminded hypocritically.

Kong Sheng said: "Don't worry, I won't run away. Go and pass the message."

The fat monk sneered, turned around and walked away. Halfway through, he spat at the iron gate and snorted:

"What a thing, so fucking stupid!"

Mo Hua looked at him and knew that he must have embezzled the jade pendant, but he couldn't do anything and got 500 spirit stones for nothing.

Mo Hua shook his head, quietly climbed up the wall, and saw that there was no one around. He solved the formation on the roof, removed a tile, and secretly looked inside.

The room was simple and shabby.

A young monk stood at the door. He was dressed luxuriously, but now it was tattered and looked like he had experienced many twists and turns.

I think it must be the young master of the Kong family, Kong Sheng.

Mo Hua couldn't help but mutter:

"Good people don't live long, but evil lasts for thousands of years. Kong Sheng is so lucky. He is so stupid, but he can still survive in the hands of evil cultivators."

Then he sighed again, what did the Kong family teach him, why is his head so confused?

You are still thinking about rewarding the evil cultivators with spirit stones and asking them to help you.

It’s good enough that they can reward you with food and spare your life.

Mo Hua muttered in his heart, but saw that Kong Sheng suddenly got angry.

Kong Sheng picked up the bowl, took a few bites, pretended to vomit, and swallowed it with all his strength.

Then a wave of anger and frustration surged in his heart.

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

"You all deserve to die! You all deserve to die!"

"What kind of people are you? You ride on my head, and I still ask you to do things. Fuck you!"

It seems that he thought of the many embarrassments, unbearableness, and shame of this trip.

He thought of how he knelt down to those evil cultivators in order to survive, and cried and said that he was the young master of the Kong family and begged them to spare his life.

He thought of the teasing and laughter on the faces of the evil cultivators.

Kong Sheng's eyes turned red, and he roared in a low voice:

"It's all because of that Ji bastard father and son!"

"If you don't provoke me, I won't think of killing you, I won't leave the city, and I won't end up like this!"

"And that Fu Lan, she's just a bitch! She's just a bit pretty, but she's pretending to be innocent! She actually doesn't obey me!"

"When I get you, I'll make you live a life worse than death!"

"These evil cultivators are the same, humiliating me and looking down on me like this, you all have to die!"

"All have to die!"

...

Kong Sheng looked hysterical.

Mo Hua listened, but gradually frowned.

It was obviously his own fault, he was wrong first, and ended up like this, but he always felt that others were wrong.

And he has such a strong desire for revenge and such a vicious heart.

"It seems that before leaving, I have to think of a way to keep Kong Sheng in this Black Mountain Village forever."

Mo Hua thought silently.

Bad guys should stay where bad guys stay.

Kong Sheng and this Black Mountain Village are quite a good match.

But he has to wait until he finishes the map first.

Two days later, the map of the Black Mountain Village was 70% to 80% drawn. Mo Hua was a little hungry, so he ate in the kitchen of the Black Mountain Village.

While eating, Mo Hua heard the old man in the kitchen scolding the fat monk.

"The cakes prepared for the third master were stolen... I asked you to watch it, but you didn't. You can't do such a small thing well, what's the use?"

The third master's cake?

Mo Hua was stunned and looked at the half-eaten cake in his hand.

Is this for the third master?

No wonder...

He thought the cake was not so bad, so he ate more.

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

He was old, had a bad temper, and scolded the fat monk badly.

The fat monk didn't dare to argue.

After the old man finished cursing, he snorted and left.

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

"Which bastard is cheating? If I find out, I will make sure you die!"

Mo Hua, who was eating snacks, was stunned when he heard the words, then slowly licked his lips, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Bastard?

Die badly?

"Not only scolding me, but also wanting me to die?"

Mo Hua looked at the fat monk silently, his mind racing, thinking about whether to kill this fat guy first.

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