What women care about most is their faces, not to mention a woman like a beautiful woman who eats with her face, Meow Dabao grabbed three cuts on the bridge of her nose, which was enough to make this woman crazy.

"Honey, you're okay, what do you care about your cat!" the middle-aged man said angrily to Yan Ning while holding the beautiful woman.

Yan Ning was still a little apologetic to them, but when he heard the beautiful woman scolding Meow Dabao for being a mongrel, he suddenly lost his good feelings, and said lukewarmly: "My cat has spirituality, and I can't listen to others scolding it for being a mongrel!"

When the beautiful woman heard this, she didn't even care about the wound on her face, and directly carried the Persian cat in her arms to Yan Ning, and shouted screaming: "My Persian cat was brought from Persia by a friend, and it cost more than 30,000 yuan to eat cat food imported from the Netherlands, can you compare with that wild cat!"

The Persian cat was carried in the air by the mistress, her eyes full of fear, and her mouth meowed incessantly.

Yan Ning sneered: "No matter how noble the bloodline is, what's the point of being raised by scum?"

Meow Dabao lay on Yan Ning's shoulder and nodded in great agreement.

"You, you're angry with me!" The beautiful woman was so angry that she stomped her foot and threw the Persian cat in her hand directly, but Meow Dabao felt a little pity for the jade, and immediately jumped out and caught the Persian cat, so that it was not injured.

"Dabao, well done!" Yan Ning said with a smile.

This time, the middle-aged man couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly stepped forward and grabbed Yan Ning's collar and scolded: "You poor boy, do you know who Lao Tzu is?

"My family?" Yan Ning was not afraid at all, "The world is all my family, and you want to kill the whole world?"

"Flamboy, I'll knock you down first!" When the middle-aged man heard this, he was furious, and he swung his fist and hit Yan Ning in the face.

Yan Ning was about to make a move, but someone stopped the middle-aged man one step ahead of him, only to see a bronze-skinned arm blocking in front of Yan Ning, stopping the middle-aged man's fist.

"Damn, where did the bald monk come from, isn't this the territory of Taoism? What kind of excitement are the bald heads of Buddhism coming to join in!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but curse when he saw that there was a bald monk who stopped him.

I saw that the person who helped Yan Ning turned out to be a bald monk wearing a yellow robe, wearing Buddhist beads, and holding a magic staff, this monk was about forty years old, and he looked extremely young, but unfortunately there was a scar on his left eye, and he was blind in one eye.

"Donor, Buddhism and Taoism are not separated, what is wrong with poor monks coming to Longhu Mountain to learn the spirit of Taoism?"

"You learn to talk about my, why do you stop me from beating this stinky boy, you see what his cat has scratched my woman's face, how can you save my face?!" the middle-aged man scolded.

The monk said slowly: "Donor, don't be impatient, what happened just now, the poor monk can see it, it is the cat raised by this little friend who is not right first, but the poor monk thinks that you two deserve it!"

"You deserve it, I think you deserve it! Lao Tzu first cleaned up your stinky monk, and then killed that stinky boy!"

The middle-aged man said, and he wanted to do something to the big monk again, but he didn't want the monk to be one step ahead of him, so he raised his staff high, and hit the middle-aged man with a stick on his head, directly hitting the man to the point that his head was bleeding, and the man touched the blood on his head, and he fainted with a roll of his eyes.

", this big monk is a little fierce!" Yan Ning couldn't help but think.

"Amitabha, sins and sins" After the great monk hit someone, he directly closed his eyes and recited the scriptures silently.

When the beautiful woman saw the middle-aged man falling, she couldn't help but take a few steps back in fright, shouting, "Beat someone! The monk beats someone!"

The big monk lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "This female donor, even if you meddle in other people's families, you still have a little white face with the wallet given to you by this donor, if you want to continue to make trouble, the poor monk will not be able to control it strictly."

When the beautiful woman saw that this monk dared to threaten her, she couldn't help but feel weak for a while: "What are you talking about, I don't understand!

"If this really doesn't happen, let the poor monk speak, and the poor monk will tell the donor later, as for whether it is true or not, let the donor be careful himself."

The great monk still looked weak, and he didn't seem to have much confidence in what he said, but his words made the beautiful woman feel very weak.

In the end, the beautiful woman didn't dare to pursue Yan Ning and the others anymore, so she could only call silently and call someone to carry the middle-aged man away.

After the two left, Yan Ning clasped his hands together and saluted the great monk: "Thank you Master for your help!"

The big monk put his hands together, returned the salute, and said with a smile: "No need to thank you, even if the poor monk doesn't make a move, the little friend will definitely be able to get rid of them, the poor monk is cheeky and picks up the favor of the little friend in vain." ”

At this time, Zhuang Xiaoya and the three of them also came over, and when Tang Zixuan saw the great monk, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Master Empty Fool?!! Why are you here too!"

The great monk was the master of empty fool in Tang Zixuan's mouth, so he saw him salute Tang Zixuan, and said with a smile: "At the invitation of the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, I came to Longhu Mountain to watch Luo Tian Dajiao." ”

Zhuang Xiaoya whispered in Tang Zixuan's ear, "Who is this senior?" ”

Tang Zixuan said: "He is the abbot of Southern Shaolin, Master Kongyu, and the legend is the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva! Master Kongyu has traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers in this life, and has a good reputation for all living beings!"

When Kong Yu heard Tang Zixuan's words, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Just accumulate virtue and do good." ”

Yan Ning also had some respect for the empty fool and asked, "Is the master of the empty fool alone?"

"Yes," Kong Yu nodded, "I just saw Xiaoyou's words and deeds in the parking lot, so I mentioned a little interest in Xiaoyou, and it happened that the poor monk was alone, so he wanted to go up to Longhu Mountain with a few people." ”

Yan Ning was naturally overjoyed, and said at the moment: "It is a great honor for the juniors to be able to walk with the master!"

Kongyu nodded, and looked at Meow Dabao again.

After Meow Dabao rescued the Persian cat, he directly bit off the collar on the Persian cat's neck, and watched it leave, and he was sad at this time.

"What's the name of the beckoning cat?"

Yan Ning replied, "It's called Meow Dabao." ”

"What a blessing, what a blessing!" "Dabao, you came to participate in the Luo Tian Jiao Festival to find your clansmen, right?"

Meow Dabao was slightly stunned, and looked at the empty fool monk in disbelief: "Master, how do you know?

Kong Yu shook his head: "I'm sorry, the poor monk doesn't know. ”

When Meow Dabao heard this, he couldn't help but droop his ears and be sullen.