Chapter 173 Xiaotou feels great
As a qualified Chiche person, Yang Liji looked down upon foreign monks the most.
The men are handsome, the women are pretty, and they all have great figures, so why do they have to wear clothes? What else can you see when you wear clothes? This is simply a crime!
Therefore, Yang Liji has been committed to revising the Chiche law, requiring foreign monks to be naked, otherwise it would be a crime!
For this purpose, Yang Liji gathered a group of like-minded comrades, but unfortunately this road was too difficult to walk.
But Yang Liji did not give up this great dream.
Now that the Dragon Transformation Conference is approaching, foreign cultivators appear every day. Yang Liji feels that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
As long as the people of Chiche realize the charm of foreign monks, they will be able to gain a large number of their support, and the revision and popularization of the law on nudity for foreign monks will no longer be a dream!
With faith in his heart, Yang Liji walked towards their base with firm steps, but what greeted him was no longer the unwavering gaze.
"Xiao Ji, I've decided to quit."
"Aki, I think I was not mature enough before,"
Seeing his companions apologizing in a variety of ways and determined to quit.
Yang Liji was horrified and pressed his friend's shoulder, "What's wrong with you? Have you been threatened by someone? Have you forgotten about us..."
Yang Liji's voice gradually became lower, because he saw the light of faith in the eyes of his good friend and other comrades-in-arms that was even stronger than before.
Yang Liji's gaze moved downward forty-five degrees.
More determined!
"What happened?"
Big Head might lie, but Small Head definitely wouldn't. Yang Liji calmed down immediately.
"Do you remember the widow who sold shredded pork next door?"
"Of course I remember," Yang Liji scratched his head, "I used to think he was very strong, but after seeing him for a long time, I feel that he is just like that."
"You'll find out if you follow me."
Seeing that his friend's big-head and small-head reactions were very real, Yang Liji decided to believe them for a while. He followed his mysterious friend and his comrades through the small path and came to the shredded pork shop on the street.
The shredded pork shop, which used to attract few people, is now crowded with many late-coming men. Their eyes are shining and they are shaking their buttocks like peacocks courting mates.
Yang Liji was horrified and rushed forward. The widow from the meat shop was standing in front of the door. Her silky white silk pants were soaked with sweat, and they outlined the widow's exquisite curves like a tight film without reservation.
The black bra obscured the peaks of her body. Yang Liqun should have felt regretful, but when a drop of sweat slid down the widow's chin, Yang Liji couldn't help but let his gaze fall into the chasm created by the bra.
Some people have spoken out with great conviction and honesty.
“Hmmmm ahhhh—”
But Yang Liji was not fooled by the superficial phenomena of things, and this degree was not enough to shake his firm belief.
Yang Liji pointed at the widow and shouted, "She is wearing clothes! Look at you! Chi Che's ancestors are crying!"
The widow was startled, took a step back, and her eyes were filled with tears.
Yang Liji immediately put his hands on his hips, feeling like a hero, but he didn't expect that everyone around him had an indignant expression.
"Is this person mentally ill? Madam Lu is not wearing any clothes at all."
“That’s right—”
Yang Liji was stunned.
What does it mean to be naked?
Yang Liji's friend couldn't stand it anymore and quickly explained in a low voice, "The clothes she's wearing are the same as those adults'. They're made from her hair! She's not wearing any clothes at all!"
“Is this true or false?”
"Of course it's true."
As if to prove her innocence, the widow's clothes disappeared and then returned to normal.
“…”
Yang Liji's big and small heads completed synchronization at this moment, and he opened his arms and cheered loudly on the spot.
"Long live!!!"
Obviously, faith has not disappeared, but has changed into a more noble form.
After returning to his base with his comrades, Yang Liji immediately tore up the original creed, rubbed his hands, his eyes shining, and eagerly asked his comrades about the transformation technique of the widow.
"You mean... there's a school opened in the mountains, there are four foreign monks in the school, and the art of transformation was taught by one of the four monks?"
When he heard that it was related to foreign monks, Yang Liji subconsciously showed an expression of dissatisfaction and contempt.
But when he thought of the widow's appearance, Yang Liji became excited.
You know, only those monsters chosen by heaven and earth can turn their hair into clothes! Those who can't do this can only be at the bottom of the Chiche, but if they can do it, doesn't it prove that they are also noble beings! ?
"And the meat there is especially delicious—"
As if remembering something, my friend wiped his saliva.
Yang Liji glanced at his friend with a hint of disdain.
No matter how delicious it is, how delicious can it be?
wrong……
"You've already been there!?"
“…”
"We're going to scout out the enemy!"
Accompanied by his friends and comrades, Yang Liji came to the legendary school.
On the way, Yang Liji complained many times that it was too far, but when he arrived at the destination, he was dumbfounded. The narrow path was crowded with latecomers, both men and women.
Yang Liji looked into the distance again.
“How long will the queue be?”
"Not bad, there are not many people today."
Only with the comfort of others did Yang Liji suppress his impatience.
In the evening, the lanterns above the late car went out and darkness enveloped the place, but fireflies flew out from the woods and led Yang Liji and others to the front of the school. A black-haired young man was leaning on a bench, drinking tea, looking extremely leisurely.
"Master, please teach us the way of transformation today!"
Yang Liji wanted to pretend, but his comrades knelt down faster than each other.
Yang Liji had no choice but to kneel down on the spot.
"No hurry, eat first."
The young man raised the corner of his mouth slightly and called towards the kitchen.
"Sorry to bother you, Brother Hu."
“Okay—”
Rabbits jumped out from the kitchen one by one, carrying bowls on their heads.
Yang Liji sniffed and didn't feel any heat, but even felt a cool air.
Yang Liji didn't care.
The most delicious food for a late car is the hot blood that flows out of the throat of the meat when it is still alive. Once it cools down, the meat will not only be disgusting, but also emit a rotten smell.
Serving cold meat to passengers who are late for the train is simply disrespectful!
But what Yang Liji never expected was that his good friends' eyes would light up, they would grab the bowls and start eating madly, crying as they ate, muttering that their lives were not lived in vain.
Yang Liji couldn't help laughing. He picked up the fish in the bowl, tested it and then took a bite. An indescribable deliciousness burst out from his mouth.
"Hmm? Hmm? Hmm!!! Delicious! Delicious!!!"
(End of this chapter)
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