Starting boy Ma Kongqun

Chapter 86
  There is a two-story wooden building in the clearing in the forest. The exposed wood is brand new, and it has just been built. It is obviously specially designed for the temporary residence of the owner here, and it can be said that it is a big deal.

A long wooden shed was built on one side of the small building. There was a long row of food tables and a row of stoves in the wooden shed. Twenty or thirty chefs in aprons were standing in front of the food tables and stoves, holding their kitchen knives. He was flying up and down with the spatula, processing the ingredients non-stop, frying and frying, and cooking delicious dishes with fragrant aroma in flowing water.

Every time a dish comes out of the pot, someone will immediately put it on a large plate and quickly bring it to the brightly lit small building, where the sounds of men and women laughing can be heard from time to time.

Looking at the workload of the cooks outside, there should be between three and four hundred people dining in the small building. However, looking at the size of the small building, it is obvious that it cannot accommodate these many people.

When Ma Kongqun and Wang Qiong arrived in front of the small building, the cooks and food delivery people saw them, but no one paid attention to them and continued to mind their own business.

The two of them went straight to the door of the building. Seeing that no one was stopping them, they opened the low curtain and walked in.

After entering the door, they all felt that it was bright and spacious.

It turns out that this building looks like a two-story building from the outside, but inside there are no upper and lower partitions or room separations. There is only a huge space supported by eight tall wooden pillars.

But at this moment, this huge space seems quite crowded, not because there are many people, but because there are "a lot of meat".

On the smooth wooden floor in the room, there were about a dozen women sitting on the floor. Each of them had a similar body shape to the Supreme Treasure. They were also as beautiful and well-dressed as her.

There was a huge long table in front of each of them. The table was piled with mountains of dishes and bowls. All the utensils were filled with dishes, and they were all full of meat and fish.

The food on each table is enough to satisfy a dozen men with huge appetites, but looking at the way they eat, it is obvious that they still have enough energy to cope with the food.

On the innermost side facing the door, there is a table that is larger than all the tables put together. The table is piled with more wine and food than all the tables put together. There are seven or eight beds of colorful embroidery spread behind the table. Brocade quilt, a veritable mountain of flesh. A woman sat lazily in the soft brocade quilt.

She held a golden cup larger than a human head in her left hand, and a roasted golden leg of beef in her right hand. She was taking a sip of the wine in the cup, then bit off a section of the beef leg with the meat and bones, and chewed it into pieces. Swallow it.

There were five or six men surrounding this mountain of meat.

These men are all wearing more colorful clothes than those fat women, and their faces are also covered with a layer of powder thicker than those fat women. Their pale faces can no longer see their true colors, only their faces can be seen. They are not too old, and their outlines may be soft or strong, but they are never ugly.

None of them were thin, and two of them were very muscular. But next to the terrifyingly fat woman, they were like skinny chickens nestling next to an extra-large sow.

But the five or six little chickens seemed to be quite attached to the big sow, and they all tried their best to move their bodies closer to hers, as if they wanted to squeeze themselves into this mountain of meat and become one with it.

Behind a table not far away, the only normal person was sitting on the floor, holding chopsticks with his left hand to pick up vegetables. It was the Blue Scorpion who had just had one of his hands chopped off by Wang Qiong. “The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva?”

Ma Kongqun and Wang Qiong stood side by side at the door, looking at the fat woman opposite and asking questions, but they already had the answer in their hearts.

The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva shared the golden cup with half of the wine left and the small piece of cow leg covered with messy teeth marks to the two men around her. She also rubbed the heads of the two men with her big dustpan-like hands, and her behavior was full of expressions. It's all pampering.

The two men actually hummed a few times like kittens and puppies being caressed by their masters, and then they held the gold cup and the cow leg respectively, sipping and nibbling.

"Are you Ma Kongqun?" Bodhisattva Great Joy looked at him with a greedy look that made Ma Kongqun's hair stand on end. "Everyone only talks about how powerful your martial arts and sword skills are, but no one has ever said that you are such a beautiful person. Otherwise, I will not come here today to find you. I originally promised others to take your life. As long as you come to me obediently, not only will I not kill you, but I will never allow others to kill you."

After saying that, she let out a terrifying laugh like the howl of a beast.

Being teased in front of a more terrifying woman again, Ma Kongqun did not get angry. He asked abruptly with a calm expression: "If you don't come to kill me, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to explain to Mei Shuying?"

The laughter of the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva stopped abruptly, and she asked in surprise, "What did you say?"

Ma Kongqun simply revealed the other party's identity directly: "What is your identity in the Demon Cult? The Fourth Princess? But you are much older than Mei Shuying and Hua Baifeng."

The Great Joyous Female Bodhisattva finally determined that the other party was not just lying, but actually knew something. She immediately stopped hiding it and explained coldly: "The four princesses of the Demon Cult each have their own inherited duties. Although I am the last one, The fourth princess is the same generation as the masters of Mei Shuying and Hua Baifeng. You are a smart person, don’t you know that sometimes being too smart can be a bad thing? Now that you have revealed your identity, I just want to pretend to be ignorant and save your life. No, I have no choice but to enjoy myself for a while before killing you."

Wang Qiong really couldn't bear that her man was so wantonly ruined - even in words - and immediately pulled out the "lower string death" in the "double quarter moon" behind her back and shouted: "You damn fat pig, today the girl must be cut off" I’ll cut off your nonsense tongue, and then cut off your head full of filth!”

The Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva turned to look at her and said, "You are the 'Moon God' who has recently become famous in Qilu. You are also a lovely beauty, but it is a pity that you are too thin. I will wait for you After you two are captured together, I will definitely raise you to be as fat and white as my precious disciples."

As soon as he said this, Wang Qiong frowned. The fat women on the side who had been eating and drinking and didn't care about the situation all paused for a moment, with a look of fear on their faces, as if they thought of something at the same time. Terrible things.

Ma Kongqun said coldly: "I'm very curious, even if you are the princess of the Demon Cult, why are you so confident that you can defeat us two?"

A mysterious smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Great Joyous Female Bodhisattva, which was incompatible with her rugged image: "That's because you two will soon have no power to resist, and you can only let me control you."

Ma Kongqun changed his color slightly when he heard this: "You used poison!"

(Thanks to book friend Da Fei for his sharp and generous tip.)
  (End of this chapter)