After Tang Wenlin finished observing Yan Ning, Yan Ning suddenly found that Monk Kongyu and Hu Daoming were walking towards their seats shoulder to shoulder.

The two talked and laughed along the way, as if there was no one around, without any scruples about the image, like two little brothers in the market, Hu Daoming even stuffed the wine gourd pinned to his waist to Kong Yu, but when Kong Yu was old, he still refused.

But Yan Ning found that his expression didn't seem to be taboo at all.

"Little friend Yan Ning, hello!" Monk Kongyu came to Yan Ning, greeted him, and sat behind the bench in front of Yan Ning with Hu Daoming.

Hu Daoming turned his head and grinned at Yan Ning.

Zhuang Xiaoya pouted and asked the empty fool monk, "Master empty fool, why are you mixed up with this strange uncle?"

"Brother Meng has been a friend of mine for many years. Monk Kongyu turned his head, folded his hands, and smiled at Zhuang Xiaoya: "In the turbulent period of that year, the rivers and lakes where our two brothers traveled together, if it wasn't for the opportunity of this Luo Tian Dajiao, the two of us don't know when we will be able to meet." ”

Yan Ning and the others all looked at Hu Daoming with strange eyes, wondering how Master Kongyu could be mixed up with such a sloppy strange uncle.

But no one doubts the Taoism of this strange uncle, aside from his character, his Taoism is definitely above Yan Ning and others, the reason why Zhuang Xiaoya was able to beat him away was definitely because of surprise, if it happened again, I am afraid Zhuang Xiaoya would not even have a chance to make a move.

"Luo Tiandajiao is about to start, take a good look, I haven't seen Zhang Daofeng's stinky old man for three years!" Hu Daoming took a sip of wine and said with a big grin.

Kong Yu felt the puzzled gaze of Yan Ning and the others, and explained: "Back then, me, Brother Meng, Dao Feng, and the stinky one in Laoshan Mountain, the four of us broke through the rivers and lakes together. ”

When Yan Ning and the others heard this, they couldn't help but close their mouths in surprise.

It seems that this nonsense is really not to be underestimated.

Hu Daoming saw that a few people were surprised, and couldn't help but show a smug smile, there was no one who was superior, and the empty fool monk was to the few people again, and then turned his head to chat with Hu Daoming.

Retracting his gaze, Yan Ning took a light breath and looked at the nine-layer altar in front of him.

Tang Zixuan was holding his mobile phone on the side, his eyes looked at the altar for a while, and then at the mobile phone, his expression was nervous, and he kept nagging about why the Great Heavenly Master hadn't come back yet.

Yan Ning was also curious about the identity of this Great Heavenly Master, he once met a guy called Nanfeng Taoist in Hong Kong Gate, he kept saying that he was the head of Longhu Mountain, that is, the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, but what the truth was, Yan Ning didn't know, if he could see the Great Heavenly Master today, the doubts in Yan Ning's heart would be easily solved.

But as time passed, the Great Heavenly Master still did not appear, and Yan Ning found that the faces of the two elders on the altar were getting more and more ugly.

boom

There was the sound of a Taoist priest striking the bell from the bell tower in the distance, and Tang Zixuan suddenly sat on the futon decadently, and sighed: "It's troublesome, the Great Heavenly Master really didn't come back!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw that on the upper third layer of the altar, Tang Zixuan's master Zhang Rushan walked to the middle, and his place was replaced by another elder.

"Is this about to start?" Zhuang Xiaoya asked.

Tang Zixuan nodded helplessly: "The Great Heavenly Master didn't come back, so I can't delay the hour, so my master must go up." ”

Yan Ning nodded slightly, looking intently at the Shangsantan, such an important Taoist ceremony is not common, he participated in the Luo Tian Dajiao this time, and he has gained a lot of knowledge.

I saw Zhang Rushan's face serious, picked up a jade plaque from the altar, stood in front of him, and then bowed his head slightly, raised the jade plaque over his shoulder, and said in a solemn voice: "In the world of the eight directions, there is a heavy Luo Tian, don't put five stars and twenty-eight nights, now Longhu Mountain is ordered by heaven to hold a sacrifice to the god Luo Tian Dajiao!"

Zhang Rushan's voice was loud and resounded throughout the square, and the representatives of all parties below him also stopped talking and their expressions became respectful.

"Next, the ceremony begins, and Zhang Rushan, the elder of Longhu Mountain, respectfully invites the three ancestors to burn."

"Wait!"

Zhang Rushan's movements suddenly stopped, and even Yan Ning couldn't help but twitch when he saw his wrinkled face, who had the courage to make trouble in such a solemn veil?

Everyone was silent, and suddenly there was a creaking sound behind the square, and when everyone turned around, they saw a young man pedaling his bicycle frantically and rushing into the square!

"Let one go, let one go! Sitting behind me is the Great Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain!"

The young man was covered in sweat, his mouth was still shouting, and he didn't know how many people's feet were pressed along the way, and finally stopped in front of the door with a beautiful flick.

"Damn, I'm tired of Lao Tzu!"

After the young man stopped, he threw the car directly and lay on the ground panting for breath.

"Ouch! Lao Tzu is still in the car!"

Hearing a scream, a sloppy old man got up from the ground in embarrassment, and did not forget to kick the young man twice, scolding: "You stinky boy, does the master care whether he lives or dies?"

The young man covered his ears and shouted: "Who told you to take the bus to see the beautiful women, but it was delayed!"

"Hey, you little bastard, you"

"Ahem!"

Just when the sloppy old man and the young man were arguing, the unbearable Great Elder Zhang Rushan coughed violently, and the sloppy old man reacted: "Ouch! I forgot about this!"

Zhang Rushan's face was full of black lines, and he looked at the sloppy old man helplessly.

"Hey, long time no see, Xiaoshanshan, you seem to have grown taller again!" the sloppy old man greeted Zhang Rushan.

When the guests who sat down heard this, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, what is the origin of this sloppy old man, even Zhang Rushan, the great elder of Longhu Mountain, has become a "small mountain" in his mouth?

It seems that the young man just now said that this sloppy old man is the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, so he is Zhang Daofeng?!

The empty fool monk shook his head helplessly, while Hu Daoming excitedly raised the wine gourd in his hand above his head and waved his hand at the sloppy old man: "Hey, Nanfeng! Lao Tzu is here!"

The sloppy old man turned around and smiled: "Brother Meng, bald, are you here too?!"

"Great Heavenly Master!" Zhang Rushan saw that Zhang Daofeng still had the intention of chatting, and hurriedly stopped him, Zhang Daofeng was startled, and looked back at Zhang Rushan with some depression: "Oh, don't pay too much attention to the form!"

"Luo Tian Dajiao is about to start, so please come up quickly. ”

Zhang Rushan shook his head helplessly, took a step back, and walked to the position where he should stand, Zhang Daofeng hesitated, or went up to injure the three-layer altar, but his movements were extremely embarrassing, each step was half a person high, and the other high skills jumped up, Zhang Daofeng was extremely embarrassed to use his hands and feet together, and climbed up layer by layer.