Chapter Eighty-Eight: Do You Treat Your Face Like Dung?

For the first ten people, the total time they spent in the Buddha Light Hall was only ten minutes.

However, it has been a full eight minutes since Wen Junjie entered the Buddha Light Hall.

Some people outside who knew Wen Junjie secretly cheered up.

"President Wen will definitely work a miracle!"

"That's right, I believe President Wen. You know, last year, President Wen stayed with Master Yiqing for 20 minutes, and this year, I think it will take at least an hour."

"I think so too. Hey, have you heard? It is said that this year, the Sima family invited a master to come to fight against the Qing Master? ”

"Wouldn't it? The calligraphy of this old man of the Sima family is already everyone's work, do they still need to invite masters? ”

"What do you know? As far as I know, once Master Yiqing promised that whoever can win him in words will give him the seven-star inkstone in his hand. ”

"Seven Star Inkstone? Could it be that this legend is true, this Qing mage really has a seven-star inkstone of the Yuan Dynasty in his hand, yes, it has to be worth the old nose money! ”

"Not really."

"I'll tell you quietly, I saw the Demon Son just now, and I heard from his subordinates that the Demon Son also invited a master."

"So, we've got a good show today!"

For these people's discussions, Murong Shuying was not in the mood to listen. She knew that this person surnamed Tang didn't have any good intentions when he hid behind her, and she was afraid that she would be seen by others and beat up, which was pure nonsense - the real purpose was to take advantage of herself!

Dare to say that he is not wearing a bra, can it be said that he is blind to the eyes of a dog, and this real clothes and real breasts are on him, can it be said that there are still fakes?

Tang Song saw that Murong Shuying was angry, so he immediately took two steps back, and said with a smile, "I made a slip of the tongue just now, I mean-I didn't wear a bra myself!" ”

Do you have breasts?

Do you wear it?

Murong Shuying rolled her eyes and said coldly, "If you want to wear it, go for an operation, everything is possible!" ”

She found a major problem, although he was very talented, and his mentor praised him. Before, I was also very fond of him.

But why did I have an indescribable feeling of hating him after seeing the real person?

When I think of my first kiss, it's gone. Coupled with the fact that the surnamed Tang teased herself just now, Murong Shuying's anger was even greater, if it weren't for the fact that there were many people here, she would have to give Tang Song dozens of over-the-shoulder falls, let him know that aunt and grandmother are not easy to mess with!

At this moment, the door of the Buddha Light Hall suddenly opened!

"What's the situation? This President Wen was still in there for twenty minutes last year? How is it that this year is only fifteen minutes to finish? ”

"Could it be that he has won? Master Yiqing was defeated? ”

"Impossible, right?"

Wen Junjie stood at the door of the Buddha Light Palace, although he did not stay with Master Yiqing for as long as last year, but this time he was once again recognized and appreciated by Master Yiqing.

"I haven't seen Lord Wen's words for a year, and I have made great progress, and after ten years, the future is immeasurable!"

Somehow, this Qing Master's praise began to spread in everyone's mouths like the wind.

"What does this mean, Master Yiqing? Ten years later?? Could it be that President Wen's words will surpass him in ten years! ”

"Oh my God, ten years from now, President Wen will only be 34 years old. My God, at the age of 34, he became the first person in the calligraphy world of the magic capital. It's just incredible! ”

"President Wen, please take our knees!"

"Well, I knew that President Wen wouldn't let us down."

Wherever Wen Junjie goes, the mastery will sound wherever he goes. At this time, he is like a shining star.

And under the eyes of everyone, Wen Junjie walked towards Murong Shuying again.

When everyone saw this scene, they knew what it meant, even if they were missing a string in their brains.

President Wen has taken a fancy to this woman!

What a blessing this woman has!

Alas! Why not yourself?

"Actually, I want to hear your applause the most!" Coming to Murong Shuying, Wen Junjie said in high spirits.

"My applause is only for the champion!" Murong Shuying said coldly, without the slightest expression on his face.

"Ten years from now, this champion must be me!" Wen Junjie said affirmatively.

Murong Shuying was about to speak, but he never thought that Tang Song would take the lead.

After Tang Song jumped out, he went up and gave Wen Junjie a slap, Tang Song had seen shameless, but he had never seen such shameless!

In other words, do you regard your face as dung?

"It's you again, you dare to hit me!" Wen Junjie was completely angry this time.

"Hit and fight! You can't even guess what will happen in the next second, and what will happen in ten years, do you think you can guess accurately? Tang Song was already standing behind Murong Shuying at this time.

I have to say that the people here are basically on Wen Junjie's side. They all glared at Tang Song with angry eyes, and even a few people had already clenched their fists and wanted to make a move!

"I did it to protect you, so now, you have to protect me!" Tang Song hid behind Murong Shuying and said confidently.

Murong Shuying was speechless. Did I let you hit someone? You can beat it, and you still beat it in front of so many people, and it's still a human face?

At Wen Junjie's suggestion, his fans quickly surrounded Murong Shuying and Tang Song.

Tang Song spoke again and said, "I knew that there was no good end for heroes to save beauty, and sure enough, now it has come true!" ”

Murong Shuying turned his head and glared at Tang Song fiercely, the implication was obvious, it's okay for me to be a beauty, are you a hero? Are there heroes hiding behind women?

If Tang Song knew about Murong Shuying's thoughts, he would definitely reply angrily - in front of every successful hero, there is a beautiful woman who fights bravely to kill the enemy.

"Amitabha!" Just then, a voice rang out.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the senior brother appeared.

When everyone saw this, they realized that they were so excited just now that they forgot where this was?

This is Ci'an Temple, and if you want to make trouble here, it is disrespectful to the Buddha. The consequences are severe!

"Little Master, you came just in time, just now this little one beat me for no reason!" Wen Junjie said indignantly, "Big guys can testify!" ”

The rest nodded their heads.

In Wen Junjie's opinion, even if this senior brother of Ci'an Temple had any collusion with Tang and Song Dynasty, the relationship was not ordinary. However, this thing hit people first, and there are so many witnesses, this slap must be doubled!!

It's not easy for anyone to come forward!

The senior brother said to Tang Song Shili, "Donor, is this the case?" ”

The one who saw himself came. There is no way, in Tang Song's opinion, this senior brother has already stood in a team with him, so he stood up confidently, and did not forget to glance at Murong Shuying, the implication is obvious-look at how this hero cleans up the old rivers and mountains!

"Little Master, of course that's not the case!" As soon as Tang Song's words came out, everyone immediately cast countless angry eyes and gushing angry shouts.

The senior brother looked back at everyone, and the atmosphere became quiet.

Tang Song cleared his throat and said, "Plant melons and get melons, plant beans and get beans, plant is the cause, and get the effect." ”

As soon as Tang Song was halfway through his words, Wen Junjie roared, "You don't talk to me about melons and beans, now you're talking about beating people!" ”

As soon as Wen Junjie opened his mouth, he directly determined the sex - beating people!

Tang Song smiled, "Forget it, you can only communicate with a stubborn person like you in the first grade of primary school." ”

"Why did I do it?"

At this time, a few people understood why the Tang and Song dynasties said that the seed was the cause and effect, it turned out that it was a hidden mystery.

was asked like this, Wen Junjie was stunned for a moment, he couldn't say that it was because he accosted a beautiful woman. Besides, what if someone takes advantage of a beautiful woman in Ci'an Temple and says that it is blasphemy against the Buddha?

"That's because you're jealous" Wen Junjie was halfway through his words, and Tang Song jumped to his feet and retorted,

"First, you are not as handsome as me, second, you are not as tall as me, third, you are not as humorous as me, fourth, you are not as talented as me, and fifth, you are not as happy as me...... What am I jealous of you, such a tall man? Is it because you are short and poor? ”

Hearing this, Murong Shuying burst out laughing. His mouth - it's poisonous!

If it weren't for the presence of the senior brother, I'm afraid that those fans of Wen Junjie would have already begun to take off their shoes and put stinky socks on the soles of their shoes.

Wen Junjie was immediately anxious, this surname Tang is simply reversing black and white, "You are jealous of my calligraphy attainments!"

Anyway, this person doesn't know the details of the Tang and Song dynasties, but Wen Junjie still knows some, so naturally he won't mention the poetry and songs that the Tang and Song dynasties are good at.

"Dear, do you put a layer of face on yourself every day, does your mother make it??" Tang Song was speechless. Will Lao Tzu be jealous of your calligraphy skills? Is this a joke? Don't you feel that playing a big mountain in front of Guan Gongmen is very special to find abuse!!

Murong Shuying believed in the eyesight of his mentor Wei Zhengyi very much, and was about to open his mouth to defend Tang and Song, but he didn't think that a voice came.

"Buddhism, why is it so noisy?"

With this voice, a middle-aged man appeared.

"Who is this?"

"Why is this man so familiar?"

"It's a yellow scarf!"

"Yellow Turban? Could it be that it is the book demon yellow scarf! ”

"Oh my God, I was lucky enough to meet the Book Demon Yellow Turban, legend has it that he didn't retire to the mountains and forests ten years ago and became a hermit?"

The yellow scarf, known as the book demon, is a treasure that can be described as a thousand words. At that time, his words were passed down as good stories by countless people, and even now in many word play stores, they are still called book demons&&.

After his retirement, many calligraphy madmen tried to learn from him to make a name for himself, but to no avail.

But I never thought that it would appear today.

Ten years later, its status in the rivers and lakes is still there, and the influence of this yellow scarf can be imagined how strong it is.

Seeing the yellow scarf appear, Wen Junjie hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, and said respectfully, "Huang Lao, you give a comment, for no reason he came up and slapped me, and I am still in a daze?" ”

I wiped it, I want to play porcelain. The master smokes your face, and it has a half-dime relationship with your brain!

The Yellow Turban was invited by the Demon Son to come and fight with Master Yiqing, aiming for the seven-star inkstone. Although it is said that this Tang and Song Dynasty is not famous, since this Sima family regards it as a master, there must be a reason!

"Little Master, let me be fair. Can? The yellow turban politely communicated with the elder brother.

Senior Brother nodded in agreement.

"Since everyone is here for the fighting word, then it is necessary to turn the war into a jade silk, in my opinion, they are all young people with ideals, why not use the way of fighting the word, how about icing on the cake for today's feast?"

Clear-eyed people can hear it, the meaning of the yellow scarf's words is all towards Wen Junjie. Moreover, these two people are still very familiar, could it be that they are - the relationship between master and apprentice?

If this is the case, it is natural that Wen Junjie can have such a high level of attainment in calligraphy at such a young age!

As the saying goes, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to help the nobles, and it is better for the nobles to help each other, and it is better for the masters to guide the way!

"I obey Huang Lao's arrangement!" Wen Junjie looked at Tang Song with a mocking gaze.