The raccoon cat gets a mouse and has not eaten, and the scene may be in front and behind.

If a cat bullies a mouse and is trapped, it is not enough to prevent it from being lazy.

Under the moonlight, a cat plays a mouse drama is staged at this moment.

A cat with a Taoist movement for many years and constantly chases two mice with a Taoist movement for hundreds of years.

As a real natural enemy, and a mouse who has been seeking life under the paws of a cat since childhood.

Even if you have a century of Taoism, you cannot eliminate your natural fear of cats.

What's more, the cat path that chased them was not low, and it was two mice higher than them.

The two mice just bit off the finger of the Mu statue of Lu not long ago, and the other one grabbed the pen of the judge.

The two guys were just proud and fantasized that they would be rewarded by their own king when they went back.

The two mice were swaying and were not in a hurry. They absorbed the moonlight while drinking with the wine gourd. It was so comfortable.

"Third brother, do you say that the king is willing to reward me with the white beard this time, but I bit off the statue of Judgment Lu in person."

The third brother was a fat mouse with a big belly. He took a sip of yellow wine and said, "I think it's hard. The white beard just gave birth to a healthy litter of kids for the king. The king likes it tightly."

"Nonsense, it was clearly what the king said in person."

"The king said that if the white beard is willing, let her be your spouse for a year. But that must be willing. She likes a strong man like me and cannot ask for it, so she has the chance to meet the king. You are too thin. If the white beard likes you, you will not meet the king at all."

"We are mice, how can we run away when we are too fat?" Huang Xiaosi said unconvincedly.

"Hehe, we are rat monsters, so where are we running like before, squeak..."

The third brother's cats exploded and screamed in extreme fear.

Under the moonlight, a pair of attractive eyes looked at them. Isn’t it just a huge cat?

"Meow, I'm really far away tonight. Eating this meow will add to decades of Taoism."

"Oh my god, run."

The two rat demons were covered in fur and had no desire to fight at all, so they ran away.

The drama of cats catching mice was started, and the two mice fled for nearly half an hour.

Huang San was so tired that he couldn't run, and was almost dragged by Huang Xiaosi.

"Last brother, do you still think your strength is useful now? Once I let go, you will become food."

"Damn it, Lao Si, don't scare me."

"My mother is also your mother, why do you scold the mouse?"

"Damn..."

The two of them almost panicked and came to the pavilion where Jiang Taiping painted.

The two mice collapsed directly into the pavilion and could no longer run.

The cat was also a hundred meters away, staring at the mice inside the pavilion.

"Where did the monster come from? How dare I disturb my monk's painting?"

In the pavilion, an old monk was looking at the river and splashing ink, and they scolded him without even looking at it.

"This master, I have no intention of disturbing Master Yaxing. They are these two mice. I don't know what's wrong. I have caught them and left."

Huang San and Huang Si knelt down: "I would like to ask the master to be merciful and save us."

"Master, Buddhism is compassionate, so I ask the master to save us. Didn't Buddhism say that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda? Although we are the lives of rats, the two of them are as high as two-level pagodas in total."

"Master, it is natural for cats to catch mice, please..."

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of being alive. I can't control you in daily life, but I can't see you killing animals in front of me. You go." The old monk sighed.

"Don't think I'm afraid of you. If I'm angry, I'll eat you." The cat suddenly became huge, like the size of a hunting dog, showing its fierceness.

"presumptuous!"

The two mice stopped when they saw the old monk with the last stroke, and a colorful tiger in the scroll suddenly jumped out.

roar!!!!

This tiger is not a Fanhu, but a Shanjun who has a Taoist roar. With a roar, both the two mice and the majestic cat suddenly frightened and fur exploded, with fear flashing in all his eyes.

The tiger glanced at the two mice and rushed towards the cat demon.

Meow!!!

This time it was the cat demon's turn to escape, chasing him and disappearing in the distance in the blink of an eye.

The two mice were stunned and stunned. The eyes of the old monk suddenly became different.

The old monk ignored them and waved his hand and drew another yard, and several people were having a night banquet.

They saw the old monk wave his hands, and the delicacies of the night banquet appeared on the stone table in the pavilion.

Chicken, duck, fish, meat, delicious wine, everything is lacking, and the aroma is everywhere. The two mice can no longer move. Although they are monsters, they may not be able to eat real human food once a year.

In fact, it was just Jiang Taiping who used the big transport to transport the banquet he had already prepared from home, and of course he also used illusion to confuse the public.

But these two shallow mice thought that this was drawn.

"Why haven't you two left yet?"

"Ahem, Master, I just ran away for the death to the death and really can't walk anymore. Look, you can't finish this table of dishes, can you give me some small ones?"

"That is, monks uphold the precepts, do not take up meat, and do not drink good wine..."

Jiang Taiping picked up a sip of fish and then took a sip of his daughter Hong, who had been for twenty years. The aroma of wine immediately made the two mice swallow their saliva.

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart. What do you know about the little monsters? It's okay, or you're just painting casually, and you'll just be a favor."

Jiang Taiping threw it to Huang San and a fat goose, and then to Huang Si and a elbow.

A jar of wine also floated in front of the two of them. When they saw that it was from the painting, they took a bite carefully.

Suddenly, they could no longer bear it, and the two began to eat meat and drink wine.

After three rounds of wine, after five flavors of rice.

The two mice began to mutter in a low voice and began to have other thoughts.

Huang San asked carefully: "Master, what kind of magical powers are you using? Painting tigers can eliminate monsters and painting rice can satisfy hunger. Is it the same as Huang Daxian turning stones into gold?"

The old monk seemed to have drunk too much, and said disdainfully: "What's the point of turning stones into gold? It's just a pediatrician. How can I compare with my magic pen? Anything that can be real in my magic pen. For example, this pavilion, your food. For example..."

The old monk picked up an ordinary brush and swung it casually, and the ink flew out, forming a wooden bridge.

The old monk opened his mouth and blew it, and the wooden bridge spanned the Wujiang River, making the two mice look shining.

"Master, what do you really want for your magic pen?"

The old monk seemed to have drunk too much, glanced at the two of them with drunken eyes, without saying anything.

"Cough." Huang San took out the judge's pen and said, "Will the master recognize this magic pen?"

The old monk sneered: "It's not worth a penny."

"Master, you must have drunk too much. You must know that this is a judge's pen, which is to cut off yin and yang, judge life and death, and write like a god..."

"Can that turn things into reality?"

"Well……"
Chapter completed!