The young monk smiled, and then said, "The chess monk is just joking, don't take it seriously." "Anyway, raise your glass and drink yourself.

The young man in white also smiled: "Young Master, what I said is indeed a joke, but now this Young Master promises that as long as you are still a monk, what Fang Cai said, still counts, Wuxiang City Drunken Wind Building, you just have to go, just say... Let's just say that it is recorded in the account of Liuyun Jinquan, and Young Master Ben promises that no one will dare to embarrass you!"

The yellow-toothed old man was drinking, and when he heard his young master's words, he suddenly felt that the wine was stuck in his throat, covering his mouth, coughing violently, and the coughed wine splashed out of the corners of his mouth and hung on his loose beard, he wiped it with his hand, turned his head to look at the back of his young master, and shook his head helplessly.

The young man in white turned his head to the counter and said, " Little brother, you are the same, if you have time to go to Wuxiang City, you will go to the drunken wind building to go around, all the cost of silver, just say that on the account of the Liuyun Jinquan, how much silver is fine, if you fancy which girl, if you want to redeem the girl, it's okay, although you mention the cloud gold power, it's okay to redeem a few, bring back to your mountain and wild restaurant, it will be regarded as marrying a mother-in-law, although the girls in the drunken wind building are all dusty women, but the appearance is excellent, the figure is excellent, and the temper is also excellent, you will not lose, believe me. ”

Li Zhenlang lay on the counter and didn't speak, just nodded and smiled at the young man in white. Thinking in my heart, I deserve to be a child of anointing, one sentence at a time, the atmosphere is very good!

Seeing that Li Zhenlang was nodding and smiling, the young man in white was a little displeased, why, did he think that Young Master Ben was talking big? ”

The yellow-toothed old man opened his mouth, "Young master, ...... you"

The young man in white raised his hand and said, "You don't have to ask, young master, I have my own opinions." ”

Li Zhenlang and the young monk looked at the yellow-toothed old man together, and saw that he took out two golden brands from his arms, more than an inch long, half a palm wide, and bright in color.

The yellow-toothed old man didn't speak, raised his hand and threw the two gold medals to his young master, but he looked a little reluctant on his face.

The young man in white directly slapped a gold medal on the counter, and said to Li Zhenlang: "With this brand, Wuxiangcheng is like your family, as long as you don't do murder, arson and bullying, no one will dare to embarrass you, take it!" After speaking, he turned his head, raised his hand, and threw a piece directly towards the young monk.

Li Zhenlang and the young monks all looked at the gold medal in front of them together, and saw that the gold medal was engraved with the word "flow", at this moment, Li Zhenlang had already guessed the true identity of the young man in white, if this gold medal was really him, combined with the notice that he had pasted on the wooden fence a few days ago, then the young man in white should be the son of the king of gold, and the wind and snow have returned, and the power of the flowing clouds in his mouth should be the real name of the king of gold.

The young monk nodded, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said no, but put his hand into his arms, and then took it out, it was already empty, he raised his glass and smiled: "The donor is very good, the chess monk respects you a cup." ”

The wine glass held by the young man in white raised slightly, "Young master, I have just entered the rivers and lakes, and being able to meet you as a monk can be regarded as a kind of fate. ”

The yellow-toothed old man pursed the corners of his lips and drank sullen wine alone.

Although these two gold medals are nothing, but at the moment he and the young master are in the rivers and lakes, not in Wuxiang City, with these two gold medals, and then with the reputation of the Wuxiang City Liujia, the average people in the rivers and lakes will always give some face, if they really encounter any trouble, people will not be too embarrassed, right? This is good, all of them are given in one breath, you say to the monk, after all, it is the second time to meet, it is okay to make friends, they are all people from the rivers and lakes, just with the strength of the monk's feet, you can also see some skills.

But you don't know this wine guy, what are you doing for him? Don't you see his pale and weak face? Even if he really went to Wuxiang City, the girls in the drunken wind building, he probably couldn't bear it, right?

This made this yellow-toothed old man summarize a sentence, your father shouldn't be called the King of Flowing Gold, you should be called Flowing Gold, it's really like water!

The young man in white held a wine glass, shook up to the young monk again, and said, "The night is long, why don't you go down another plate?"

The young monk, this time without prevarication, raised his hand to untie the chessboard on his back, and said, "It's like the old thing at first sight, goodbye is the old thing, why not?"

"Refreshing! The rivers and lakes should be like this!" the young man in white lifted his clothes, squatted on the bench, and said, "I want a sunspot here." ”

The young monk smiled slightly, "Yes." ”

Li Zhenlang got up and looked, stretched out his head, and said in his mouth, "It turned out to be Go, take a look." Saying that, he walked out of the counter, of course, that gold medal, he naturally accepted it, don't be in vain, besides, if you really go to the Wuxiang City one day, maybe you can really use it, it's okay to accept it temporarily, it can be regarded as making a friend, if you don't accept it, then according to the character of this anointed child, you will definitely think that it is him Li Zhenlang looks down on him, and it will inevitably offend him, and he can't get it.

Although the reputation of this young man in white is not very good, he is okay, atmospheric, and can be called a local tyrant gold, this gold medal weighs three pounds, and he doesn't even blink when he gives it away.

The young man in white helped the hat he was wearing on his head, and said under the white veil: "Little brother, you also know chess?"

Li Zhenlang smiled embarrassedly, "I know a little bit about it." ”

"Hey, that's not right, it will be yes, it won't be not, on the rivers and lakes, if you say this, it will make others think that you look down on people, and if you encounter someone with a bad temper, you will inevitably come up and beat you, remember not to say that in the future. The young man in white turned his head and fell, so that people couldn't see the face under the white veil.

Li Zhenlang laughed again, and at the same time felt that this young man in white was a man of temperament, except for being a little arrogant, the others were fine, as for molesting women from good families, Li Zhenlang felt that as long as it was not a bully who was the bow, if he was strong, it was actually nothing, and it was not a bad character.

The yellow-toothed old man, like his own young master, squatted on the stool, watching his young master play chess with others, but he always had a question in his heart, and he wanted to ask during the day, but because the young master was angry, he didn't ask, but at this moment he blurted out, "Young master, when will you play chess?"

The young man in white was about to fall, when he heard this, he stopped with his hand, pulled the veil, and muttered: "Young master, I just know a little bit about it, don't interrupt it, disturb this young master's Yaxing!"

The yellow-toothed old man grinned and stopped talking.

Li Zhenlang clasped his hands to his chest, stood aside and watched quietly, and said nothing, but the more he looked, the more he couldn't understand the chess path of this young man in white!

For Go, Li Zhenlang really understands a little bit, after all, it is the national chess of his hometown, and he still understands a little bit of foundation.

And the young monk, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, calmly fell, looking extremely casual, every time he fell, he deliberately looked at the young man in white.