Roaming through the world of Doraemon

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Nobita thinks things are starting to get worse.

In Xinghua Village, Baiyang County

This year, the weather has been wonderful, and the village has benefited from this beautiful weather. Although it is a remote village, it is thriving and happy. The children are very comfortable.

Xinghua Village is famous for its drinking culture, with its women, boys, and girls all known for their love of alcohol. Even the hair and children are considered alcoholics, with some villagers in their sixties having white hair and still unable to drink thousands of cups of wine.

"When the Qingming Festival arrived, and a light drizzle fell, the travelers on the road had lost their souls. He asked the shepherd where there was a restaurant, pointing to the apricot blossom village in the distance."

This is the village in the poem.

There are some strange people in the world who peddle absurd dreams; to comfort the disheartened, those who hear them buy them like the wind… Don't ask what life is like when you wake up from a dream, the image is still in the dream. A hundred years of dreams.

At this moment, an old monk with white eyebrows appeared on the village street, with a dark-skinned young monk behind him.

“I say, Master and Uncle, you cannot rest. You have divine power, but I do not.” The young monk’s face showed weariness.

The old monk with white eyebrows turned around, his face full of disdain: "If you can't stick to this path, how can you survive your future spiritual practice?"

The young monk cursed inwardly: "What a lunatic! He's been practicing for three days and three nights straight, rushing there with his eyelids never closed and his belly bulging. Even immortals need to eat!"

Of course, teenagers dare not express these angry words clearly; they can only swallow them down and let them circulate among their internal organs.

"Finally!" The old white-browed monk stopped in front of a tavern.

A plaque hangs above the door, which reads: "Guests Come to Stay".

As the name suggests, light and guests from all over the world gather together.

This is also the largest tavern in Xinghua Village.

The Nü'erhong wine from Xinghua Village was selected as the royal wine of the court a few years ago. It's easy to say that it's sacred today. It doesn't prohibit Nü'erhong from being sold as a street vendor. Tourists from all directions gather here, wanting to taste this sacred Shangyan Zui wine.

The tavern was full of seats (for Zhao Hao).

The little monk thought, "Wine? Uncle, uncle, we're parting ways. You must continue drinking this wine."

The white-browed old monk's face said: "What do you know? I'm really not from the original family anymore. I only sell dog meat and pretend to be a sheep!"

Da Xiong suddenly wondered why he was following this gluttonous monk. This old man had eaten dog meat a few days ago; today, he was bound to drink his beverage in the mud as well. Where will you be in the future?

Little Star Feng.

Chapter 124 Vomiting Blood Three Times

It's just that Da Xiong hasn't drunk with him in a long time. In Shaolin Temple, as a surprise monk, the most important thing is to eat wild boar.

Come back soon!

If someone from a circle thousands of miles away really knew this, they would be so angry they'd vomit blood.

“Go on, kids can’t drink.” White Eyebrows kicked Nobita out, then threw a few coins at him and said, “What do you want to buy for yourself? We’ll meet at the bar tonight.”

"Why at night?" Nobita asked, his eyebrows.

When someone has white eyebrows, can't they just say directly, "Am I actually a useless alcoholic?"

073 "Why do you ask so many questions? That's right! There's something strange about the village when you ask that question." White Eyebrows said as he walked into the bar.

"Damn it!" Da Xiong raised his middle finger to Bai Mei's eyebrows.

Disdain was useless, for the white-browed man was now firmly seated on the stage, while the middle-aged man who looked like a businessman on the ground pointed at him and said, "Boss!" The bald donkey had struck someone!

The boss is a foreigner and doesn't want to cause too much trouble, so he quickly came to inquire.

The man with white eyebrows smiled without saying a word, then opened his large sleeves to reveal a glittering piece of gold.

Check the body size; there should be at least five pairs.

The boss said the gold was enough to buy all the good wine in the village.

"Poor man! Hurry! Get him out of here!"

Before the merchant could utter his second word, he was driven out by the three men.

It's a real version of money that can be used by ghosts.

It's a sin that the Shaolin Temple has such a wealthy person!

Da Xiong saw the few copper coins in his hand and smiled bitterly. His appetite was like that of a cow, and his stomach was huge. These copper coins could buy a few steamed buns.

Da Xiong was unaware of his own feelings; this was how he was in front of his senior uncle.

"The great things that happened to the people of Sri Lanka were more arduous and painful than the suffering in their hearts and minds."

It's so melodramatic!

　(agfg) If he reforms, Nobita may accuse him of child abuse.

Along the way, Da Xiong sadly discovered that in this Xinghua Village, apart from wine, there was nowhere to buy steamed buns.

In two places, taverns stand, cups and plates sway, but where the money is for drinking meat, except for robbing banks.

Another way is to sell artwork.

Da Xiong glanced at the broom in his hand, thinking to himself, "Why am I still a sweeping monk even after leaving Shaolin Temple?"

This is worth it.

"Come on, beggar!"

Nobita stretched out his hand, starting with five coins!

"Take this and buy some food!" The fat woman wiggled her hips.

Nobita hates this feeling.

As we were leaving, we encountered a group of people.

I think I'm looking for some signs.

Da Xiong couldn't help but think of the task Bai Meimei had given him, and asked about some strange things in the village.

Damn it! His stomach was still empty, and he wanted to know where he had gone!

Nevertheless, Nobita was accepted.

Indeed, Zengzi's vitality embodies a natural virtue.

"What a sin! Miss Liu is going to marry a monster!" A villager shook his head.

Another approach is: "But the monster is aggressive, and Liu, who had already summoned some high-intensity magic, was knocked into the water by the monster."

Chapter 125 Poor Health

"Oh, how do you know it's a monster?"

"Just as my two dogs said, he saw the monster come out of the river with his own eyes."

"The world is both hot and cold, haven't you brought your master down yet?"

"Ah, all these years it's been for money. Liu's health has always been poor, and those corrupt officials are like lions with big mouths when it comes to Liu's wealth—who knows how much silver they have!"

"I remember Liu Wai had a treasured sword, that cicada sword—what was it called?"

After hearing the last three words, Nobita was not shocked.

The person next to him should have said, "I don't know, what's the use of a knife? Who can defeat a monster?"

The man sighed, "The world is both hot and cold!"

Nobita retreated, feeling an indescribable excitement.

The Heavenly Cicada Blade and the Cicada Blade Secretary, but one of the eight great masters of Shaolin Temple, brought these three flowers together, giving them a glimmer of hope.

You have to tell that white-browed son of a bitch.

Just as Nobita turned around, a sound came from behind him.

"Get out of the way!"

The moment the sound faded, the surrounding villagers fell to the ground one after another, like stems on a tomato.

Suddenly, a dark, old face appeared.

Nobita frowned; this person possessed great strength.

With just a push of both hands, the militia of fifty villages collapsed like a mountain.

But why is this guy so filthy that it seems he hasn't had water for a while?

The careless man ignored the villagers' reproaches and glanced at the notice.

He waved his hand and tore the sign down.

The people of Ziyang Pottery watched Da Xiong silently, and I don't know why I felt even more sentimental.

Da Xiong was delirious. Whenever he thought about this, he realized he hadn't seen his master, and he blurted out in his mind, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Taoist Ziyang gently shook his head: "Master is very well. Just seeing you reminded me of the past ten years and made me sigh at the passage of time."

When Da Xiong saw Zi Yangtao say this, he thought to himself, "Master, you are a fairy, how can you lament the passage of time?"

Da Xiong Gen coughed and said, "Master, don't you have anything to say to your disciple?"

Upon hearing the voice, Ziyang Pottery Man was first stunned, then gently patted his forehead: "This is my master's minor offense; I actually forgot to ask what you've come for."

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Da Xiong wondered to himself, "What happened to Master today? Why do I have this uneasy feeling?"

But what problems exist with the Ziyang Taoist school? Da Xiong can no longer say.

When he believes his master is a legendary fairy, what can he do to defeat her? Nobita is relieved, his wish has come true.

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But he said, "Master, are you sure you're alright?"