Chapter 270: I love that fox meat

"The pitiful slave was born in this mountain."
"This time it's also a slave, and he will go to the grave for my dead husband and son."
"Otherwise, I dared not come here, because there have not been too many incidents along the way,"
"Why did you want to be recognized as a monster?" the woman said softly.
At this time, a hint of indifference crossed the corner of Chu Feng's mouth and walked slowly towards the upright woman.
The acting skills of this vixen are really lifelike!
If he hadn't seen his identity a long time ago, I'm afraid he would have deceived him to the point that there is no scum left.
This kind of acting is absolutely true, and it's nothing to kill.
"Girl, sorry, my apprentice is rude!"
"I hope the girl doesn't mind." Chu Feng said with a smile at the corner of his mouth.
At this time, Sun Wukong was ready to remind Chu Feng that he was being deceived, but after another thought, he looked at Chu Feng's eyes, but immediately knew what Chu Feng wanted to do.
After all, the monster in front of him can see it by himself, but can someone who can control the power of heaven see it.
Maybe it was his master who was looking at it, maybe the monster.
But if what he thought in his heart was learned by Chu Feng, it would definitely be a lesson to him.
He Chu Feng is not something that all monsters will be attracted to. This makes the charming fox really dislike it.
"Where did the master say?"
"Your apprentice should be suspicious."
"After all, the little girl really shouldn't be here."
"But the little woman also has some doubts in her heart. What do you mean by the presence of the master and others?" the woman continued, Jiaojiao.
Chu Feng smiled slightly, with compassionate kindness on his face, he quickly lifted the woman up gently, and said faintly: "I am waiting for my master and apprentice to come from the Eastern Soil and the Great Tang. This has only appeared so far."
"Then, Master, there may be a family at the top of your road. If you don't dislike it, you can go to my house after having a potluck before going on the road." The woman said charmingly.
Chu Feng deliberately showed a touch of greed, and said faintly: "When the female donor mentions eating, I am really hungry, but we don't like eating ordinary people's meals."
"Moreover, we have to hurry up, if it gets late, we are afraid of trouble."
"I don't know what the master likes to eat?"
"I have rice, noodles, grains and oil in my home. What does the master like to eat? The slave's family will cook it for you then." The fox said, charmingly.
Chu Feng frowned and looked thoughtful. After a while, he smiled and said, "It's really hard to say what to eat, but the poor monks like to eat fox meat. I don't know if there are some in the home of female donors? "
Fox meat?
When he heard these three words, the fox's face was furious, but he returned to his original appearance in an instant, and quickly said coquettishly: "If the master doesn't say it, the little girl has never remembered that my husband went hunting in the mountains the day before. I really hit a fox."
"This meat is in my basket!"
"Since the master is a little hungry, how about giving this fox meat to the master?"
"Just treat it as my compassion and my heart toward the Buddha."
As she was talking, the woman handed the bamboo basket toward Chu Feng, faintly smelling the aroma of meat.
The aroma makes people intoxicated and hard to extricate themselves.