Chapter Forty-Eight: The Man with Grimace

Yanjing, Xuan Xuanzi, who had just gotten in the car and was about to go to Yanjiao Military Airport, received a phone call.

"What? Didn't he order a direct civil aviation? Who gave him the military plane he applied for? You guys are playing the piano indiscriminately!" Xuan Xuanzi, who hadn't been angry for a long time, said angrily to the person on the other side of the phone.

"Xuan Lao, what should I do now? Do you want to continue to go to the airport?" The attendant was a smart middle-aged man, and when he heard Xuan Xuanzi's words, he had already roughly guessed what was going on.

Xuan Xuanzi hung up the phone and scolded a little depressedly: "Huang Laoxi, this cunning guy, played with me a Ming Xiu plank road dark Chen Cang, booked a civil aviation ticket, and secretly applied for a military aircraft. Don't worry about this, according to the original plan, I will also go to Songshan. ”

"You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder. Xuan Xuanzi sat in the back seat of the spacious Mercedes-Benz sedan and let out a cold snort.

"I'd like to see who's fast. ”

"Report to Huang Lao, the tower has allowed us to fly the runway, and we are now ready to take off. The pilot said to Huang Laoxie through the walkie-talkie in the military plane.

Huang Laoxie watched the replayed video with his notebook, and said anxiously: "Okay, then hurry up!"

Unexpectedly, my Huang Laoxie finally has a mantle heir! This little cub is simply prepared for me Huang Laoxi! Calm, fierce, strong, and murderous... Only such a child can be worthy of being my apprentice!

Thinking of this, Huang Laoxie couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

After playing it back more than a dozen times, Huang Laoxie stretched his waist, picked up the walkie-talkie and asked the cockpit.

"What time can I get to Henan? Why do you fly so slowly?"

The pilot over there replied through the intercom: "Elder Huang, it took us five hours and twenty minutes to reach Luoyang after taking off from the military airport on the outskirts of Yanjing, and now it has only taken fifty minutes." ”

"Why is it so slow? Can't this plane fly directly to Songshan Mountain?"

"Yes, Huang Lao, we are out of the Condor IV transport plane this time, with a large carrying capacity but not a fast speed. And there is no military aircraft apron in Songshan, so we can only park in Luoyang, where there will be military vehicles from the military region to send you directly to Songshan" When the pilot said this, it was obvious with a trill. This Huang Laoxie is notorious, cruel, ruthless and unreasonable, and the departments and leaders who can contact him in the army have a headache when they see Huang Laoxi.

Huang Lao couldn't help but scolded a little angrily: "Damn, what's the use of not changing Lao Tzu to a fast one and getting a plane with a lot of pulls? If I wasn't in a good mood, I would have kicked you off the plane directly."

At night, the Shaolin Temple was silent, and the monks who had finished their evening classes returned to their residences early, turned off the lights and went to bed. Due to the popularization of lighting and surveillance video, the warrior monks who were originally on duty at night were gradually replaced by ordinary monks who patrolled, and the focus of inspections became fire prevention.

Ye Tian was lying on the bed, and the medicine that repaired the meridians began to repair the muscle tissue of his body, and the pain made Ye Tian feel dead when he raised his fingers.

He opened his mouth and shouted with all his might, but the sound was as small as a mosquito flapping its wings. Ye Tian felt like a muscle had been torn off from his jaw, and he almost burst into tears.

"I'm hungry!" After another unknown amount of time, hunger finally overcame the pain, Ye Tian opened his mouth and shouted loudly with severe pain. I originally wanted to shout 'Lao Tzu is hungry', which is more imposing, but it is more cost-effective to calculate one more word than 'I'm hungry', or a little less pain.

However, what surprised Ye Tian was that after shouting so hard, after the huge pain, it didn't hurt so much.

"Lao Tzu is hungry, damn everyone is dead? Do you want to starve Lao Tzu to death? Is there anyone? Get Lao Tzu something to eat!" Ye Tian, who found that his voice was not painful, instantly turned into chatter, first shouted that he was hungry, and then began to greet Shaolin Temple up and down.

Finally, after Ye Tian continued to scold for more than ten minutes, a little monk of the same age as Ye Tian pushed the door and walked in, lit the lamp, and saluted Ye Tian: "Don't shout, the abbot said that you can't eat for the time being, so you can only be hungry all night, and you can boil some gruel tomorrow to drink." ”

"Drink you!" Ye Tian had to spit at the little monk from a distance.

"If Lao Tzu dies this time, he will also be starved to death by you, hurry up and give me some food, I will starve to death. ”

The little monk was so angry that his face was red all the way to the base of his neck, and his tone was a little stiff.

"There was no food. ”

"Call the abbot, and I'll talk to him. ”

"That's what the abbot commanded, and you have the ability to speak to the abbot yourself. After the little monk finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Ye Tian anymore, turned around and walked out.

"Wait, big brother, I beg you, give me something to eat, I'm dying of hunger. In order to be able to eat, Ye Tian had to put down his personality and dignity, and pleaded with the little monk very sincerely.

Seeing that the little monk didn't mean to stay at all, Ye Tian couldn't help but be furious: "You bald asses are so despicable, so many people beat me without saying anything, and I don't give me food, if you want to starve to death, I will say it directly, Lao Tzu will not bird you bald donkeys, let the Buddha punish you!"

The little monk turned around abruptly and stared at Ye Tian angrily. He felt tired after his evening class tonight, so he leaned against the colonnade of the main hall and fell asleep. The abbot explained that if this kid was hungry at night, he would give him some white porridge, the little monk overslept and forgot about it, he originally had some guilt about Ye Tian, but now he was scolded by Ye Tian like this, but he wanted to starve Ye Tian to death.

"Why did we bully you? Obviously, you yourself are useless and fall like this" The little monk didn't know about the fierce fight during the day, and the abbot couldn't tell him how Ye Tian was injured like this, so the little monk thought that this Ye Tian was injured like this after falling from the cliff.

Although the topography of Songshan Mountain is not as steep as Huashan and Huangshan, there are several sinister places. Because of the steep terrain, there are many exotic flowers and plants. Every year, it attracts some people to go there to hunt for treasures, especially local children and adults in the mountains, relying on their own stretches of hand to take risks to find some wild things in the mountains. Therefore, the Shaolin Temple will live every year with a few people who fall from the cliff. The abbot of Shaolin was merciful, and he did not blame these greedy people, but did his best to heal them, and did not charge them a penny after they were cured.

The little monk obviously regarded Ye Tian as those people.

"Damn, I told you you you don't know. A person of your level would not know about the fierce battle between me and the eighteen bronze men of your Shaolin Temple. Ye Tian looked at the little monk who was stunned in place with some smugness: "When I was fighting with them, I guess you were sweeping the floor." ”

"Why don't you speak? Are you scared?" Seeing the little monk suddenly looking at himself motionlessly, Ye Tian felt so cool in his heart, it turned out that this is how others worship him! Thinking of this, Ye Tian said generously: "As long as you get me something delicious, I won't forget you when I develop in the future." ”

Seeing that the little monk still didn't react, Ye Tian was a little anxious: "I said, are you talking? What do you mean by looking at me without saying a word?"

Still no movement.

Ye Tian was furious: "Little bald donkey, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you don't get me something to eat, you will be the first to beat me when I'm better! Don't think that I can't tell you apart if you don't have hair, your face is so ugly, Lao Tzu will definitely recognize you." ”

But in the blink of an eye, Ye Tian's anger turned into fear.

Because he saw that a grimace mask suddenly flashed behind the little monk. The cat bent its waist and quietly showed its head, and the eyes behind the mask looked at Ye Tian motionlessly.