Time and Space Tavern

Chapter 458

It took a long time for the sweeping monk to make up for the "homework" that had been left in the past few days, and the Shaolin Temple became clean and tidy again.

He hadn't eaten the delicious "vegetarian food" on the earth for several days, and his Buddha's heart had been shaken a little, so after finishing his work, the sweeping monk hurried to the Time and Space Tavern.

But as soon as he entered the tavern, he saw a...

"Amitabha, turned out to be a demon in hell?" The sweeping monk couldn't help but ask.

Dashena's green-faced, fanged appearance fits the image of the devil so well.

"Devil?" Dashe raised his head, looked at the human race in front of him, and said displeasedly, "I'm not!"

He must be the devil!
No devil would admit his identity!

The floor-sweeping monk glanced up and down at Dashe, thinking: Only demons can look like this, I must save him!
When he turned his head and saw the two panda people, Gu Jie and Zhu Jiufeng, who were sitting with Yan Chixia, he realized a little: those are the two panda spirits, who had already been converted by that stinky Taoist priest. , this demon must be mine!

"Amitabha, do you mind if I sit across from you?" The sweeping monk put on a compassionate expression and asked Dashe in front of him.

Dashe really wanted to say, "Go away and don't let me eat you", but thinking of the rules of the tavern, he could only suppress his impatience and said, "Whatever you want."

The sweeping monk sat down.

Seeing Dashe playing with the "online mall" and drooling over the delicacies, he couldn't help but said: "Ken Kiki's big chicken drumsticks are delicious, if you are new here, you must try it."

"Kenjiji's big chicken legs?" Dashe wondered.

The floor-sweeping monk walked over, bent over and stood beside Dashe, clicked on the light curtain with one finger flexibly, and soon the page was transferred to Kenjiji's business store.

"Look, this is it..." the sweeping monk couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Dashe's eyes widened, looking at the fresh and delicious big chicken drumsticks, his saliva dripped onto the table.

"It is said that devils like to eat people and are not interested in other foods. It must be the poor monk's credit that he likes big chicken drumsticks so much." The sweeping monk thought to himself, slightly proud.

He smiled and said, "If you don't need it urgently, I'll order a meal first."

Immediately, he ordered ten large chicken drumsticks without any explanation, and ordered a large Coke, with the note "add more ice cubes."

Not long after, the takeaway ordered by the sweeping monk was delivered by a "cyborg" dressed in black.

Ten large chicken legs were laid out on the table.

The sweeping monk took a big gulp of Coke with ice, squinted his eyes in enjoyment, and then picked up a piece of chicken leg and gnawed on it.

Two seconds later, a big drumstick was left with only bones.

clack clack...

The sweeping monk quickly swallowed the bones.

He licked his lips, showing the sparse teeth in his mouth, and he didn't know how to gnaw on the chicken leg.

Dashe kept swallowing his saliva, his eyes almost turned green.

If he didn't dare to violate the rules of the tavern, he would definitely grab the food from the opposite side.

After the floor sweeping monk ate the first chicken leg, he glanced at Dashe slowly, thinking that it must be the Buddha-like expression on his gnawing chicken leg that made this guy so eager for normal food.

This demon is not far away from being converted by himself!

"Do you want to eat?" the sweeping monk asked seductively.

Dashe nodded vigorously, his saliva became a thread, and flowed into a small river on the table, flowing under the sweeping monk's drumstick.

"Then you have to promise not to eat people in the future." The sweeping monk said.

Dashe frowned, but thought that Qiao Mu, the owner of the tavern, was also a human race, and realized that the human race had this backing, how could he dare to eat people in the future? !

He pretended to be tough and said: "Human flesh is sour and astringent, it's so unpalatable, if you don't eat it, don't eat it!"

"Pandaren are fat but not greasy, the most delicious." He thought to himself, "If I don't eat human flesh, I can eat more pandaren."

His words made the sweeping monk affirm the previous guess.

"It seems that he is really a demon. He has eaten human flesh before." The sweeping monk thought, he thought he was very smart.

but……

"You have to swear to the Buddha, no, to your god, that you will not eat human flesh in the future." The sweeping monk said.

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the chicken drumsticks on the table and said, "If you are willing to swear, these drumsticks are all...I can give you half, no, four!"

Dashe hesitated for a moment and glanced at Qiao Mu at the bar in fear. Feeling that this might be Qiao Mu's instigation, he swore an oath.

Anyway, there are very few human races in Pandaria, and it is difficult for him to see one in a year or so.

The sweeping monk was very satisfied with his performance.

"Being able to save a demon is one step closer to becoming a Buddha," he thought.

After generously distributing four of the nine chicken legs on the table to Dashe, the sweeping monk continued to eat his big chicken legs contentedly.

but……

"Have you finished eating?" He opened his mouth wide in surprise.

He just ate half a drumstick.

Dashe wiped his mouth, stared at the other chicken legs on the table, nodded and said, "Delicious!"

"Can you give me some more?" He looked at the sweeping monk expectantly, but his flattering expression appeared extraordinarily ferocious.

The sweeping monk hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll buy you some more."

After a while, ten chicken legs were delivered.

Dashe took one bite at a time and quickly devoured all the chicken legs.

In desperation, the sweeping monk helped him buy a few more.

After going back and forth like this, spending 3 space-time coins, and buying a total of [-] chicken legs, the sweeping monk looked at Dashe's belly that seemed to be a bottomless pit, called a Buddha name, and said: "The poor monk seems to have something to do. I will bid farewell first."

His body flickered and disappeared from the tavern.

Orcs have an amazing appetite, especially an elite fighter like Dashe, and he was tortured by Qiao Mu just now and consumed most of his energy.

Fifty chicken legs can only make him half full, and the most important thing is that the delicacies on the earth have attracted the orcs without any condiments.

He approached Qiao Mu who was chatting with Serena and Wang Yuyan at the bar, his eyes flickered, and he said, "I want to trade time and space coins."

"Yes." Qiao Mu smiled.

As Qiao Mu expected, what Dashe showed was another kind of mystery that he had shown before.

"Discover the secret: Wind Step, evaluation: 8 stars at the holy level, value: 2000 million space-time coins."

After getting 2000 million space-time coins, Dashe immediately spent 50 space-time coins to buy a hundred chicken legs, and also bought a lot of steaks, lamb legs and other items that he had previously been optimistic about.

A moment later, a huge food parcel was delivered to the tavern.

Dashe didn't use it immediately, but greeted Qiao Mu and left the tavern with the food.

After Dashe left, Toast Wind fiddled with the light curtain in front of him, and saw two new products in the Wanjie commodity area.

"This is Dashe's signature skills Mirror Image and Wind Walk!" His eyes became fiery.

When he clicked "Exchange", but was prompted that "the balance is not enough", Toast Wind slapped his head vigorously.

"No, I must get these two secrets!" His eyes flickered, and he also exited the tavern.

In the end, Gu Jie was unable to overcome Yan Chixia, who was pestering him like an innocent ghost, and took out a wine recipe that he had treasured.

(End of this chapter)