If placed in front of the mountain where Lu Zhishen and Lin Chongwei went up, there are really no people who can compare Hua Rong and Deng Yuanjue among the leaders of Liangshan. But now, with these two first-class masters of the Water Margin, they are holding a banquet, and if there is an incident in the middle, Lu Qian is not timid at all.

And in fact, it happened at this feast.

Geographical blackness is commonplace in the 21st century, and even more so than ever since. The northwest looks down on Hebei, Hebei looks down on Jiangnan, Qilu is also in the north, anyway, across the Yangtze River, in the eyes of Jiangnan people, everything north is the north.

Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue, who came back from the school, saw the two fat monks for the first time, and there was a compelling fighting spirit all over their bodies. It's funny to say, but there is no reason for this. The first time the two bald heads met, they looked at their opponents uncomfortably.

But the two of them are of average height, fat and thin, and they are all big bald, ordinary monk robes, and there is a string of prayer beads the size of a child's fist hanging around their necks. It's like a pair of Shamen protectors, brothers of the siblings.

After Lu Zhishen went up the mountain, he often wore a gray monk's robe, and Lu Qian once advised him to give up and take a break from the Buddha. As long as there is kindness in the heart, what is the difference between a monk and a monk? It's not that being a monk with a bald head is really compassionate, there are more bad monks in the sky. It was the monk on Wutai Mountain, who went down the mountain to collect rent and lend money, and he didn't know how many injustices he had been contaminated.

But Lu Zhishen insisted very much, but he was reluctant to wear this monk's robe.

Now he is competing with this Deng Yuanjue at a glance. One on both sides is the Kansai Han, and the other is the Jiangnan hero.

Both sides do not take the Buddhist rules and precepts in their eyes, and as for the Manichaean vegetarian precepts and Deng Yuanjue, it is even more nonsense. From the very beginning, the two sides were put together. And the others, although they were also eating and laughing, their eyes were really looking at the two fat monks.

"Brother, these two must have been aggressive. Senior Brother Lu is strong in martial arts, and Deng Yuanjue is not a weak hand. These two tigers are fighting, and I am afraid that one of them will be injured. At that time, it will all depend on my brother to save it. ”

After Lu Zhishen went up the mountain, the weapon was changed back to the crescent moon to facilitate the shovel, and Lu Qian also asked Tang Long to carefully make a Zen staff, weighing sixty catties, after all, he is a person in Buddhism. It's a battle between these two people, but there is no shortage of blades to take advantage of.

This contest was completely unexpected by Lu Qian, there was not a single word of countervailing, it could only be said that the two had too many similarities, so that they would offend each other when they saw each other.

Lin Chong naturally knew what Lu Qian meant, and his eyes turned back and forth on the two of them, his eyes full of surprise. Listening to Lu Qian's words, this monk from the beautiful land of Jiangnan can actually withstand Lu Zhishen. This was something he didn't expect.

Hua Rong didn't expect this play, but he didn't realize how grumpy Deng Yuanjue was. It's just that he saw that Lu Qian and Lin Chong were all watching from the wall; Shicai scolded himself for being a white-faced black guy, with two rounded bull's eyes, looking at the flower monk for a while, and going to see Baoguang Rulai for a while, his face was full of smiles, and he didn't know what the black head was thinking. Even a pockmarked man was already shouting for a bet. Obviously, the leaders of Liangshan didn't mind this battle, or they had a lot of confidence in Monk Hua.

In this way, he also happened to watch the excitement.

Hua Rong lives in Qingfeng Village on weekdays, and he competes in martial arts on weekdays, and he has no opponents. The boss of the Qingzhou military circle, Thunderbolt Fire Qin Ming has a good martial arts, but what kind of character is he? There is no Wuzhizhai in his eyes.

Now that I am about to come out, I just have to see the means of this role in the rivers and lakes.

Just as Hua Rong was thinking about it, Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue had already put down the wine bowl in their hands. "The Sprinkle family has been walking around the rivers and lakes for a while, and today I finally bumped into a senior brother, and I dared to ask for a competition. Let me see the Liangshan characters the methods of the heroes in the south of the Yangtze River. ”

Deng Yuanjue will not let cowardice, Liang Shanbo is righteous, but he also has to show his means, and the province makes people look down on Manichaeism.

The minions on the side had already brought out the crescent moon shovel and the water mill Zen staff.

Deng Yuanjue saluted Lu Qian first, "I am about to understand the power of the heroes of Liangshan." He turned his head and picked up the Zen staff, took three steps and made two steps to stand outside, and shouted to Lu Zhishen: "Come out quickly, eat and sprinkle the family." Here, Lu Zhishen also picked up the crescent moon to facilitate the shovel, and hurriedly jumped away.

Lu Qian got up and said to a group of people: "Everyone, go and help." ”

There are few people at this banquet who don't like to join in the fun, and besides, there are masters in the competition. It's just that this competition between the flower monk and Baoguang Rulai, the color of the regional competition is too light, and the people present feel that these two are fighting.

Yes, brawls.

The two fat monks said a Buddha name to each other, opened the posture, and did not speak, but wheeled the Zen staff/convenient shovel and ran into the future. Both of them combined their weapons. Lu Zhi was deeply angry and had no pure heart; Deng Yuanjue was angry, how could he have the idea of compassion. It's a good fight.

Forty or fifty rounds passed in a blink of an eye, and the loud roar of the weapon collision shook Lu Qian's ears, and he was about to hurt the hands of the two of them.

The two fought to this point, and they still didn't win or lose. Lu Qian looked at it above, and said to Hua Rong, Chao Gai and others: "Previously, it was only said that there was a treasure light under the hands of Jiangnan La, who was the protector of Manichaeism, with high martial arts, and it was difficult to meet opponents all over the south of the Yangtze River. After fighting for so long, I have never discounted it to Senior Brother Lu. "Luda can be promoted in front of the public account of the small species, and that depends on his extraordinary martial arts. His jurisdiction is very different from Sun Li's jurisdiction, he does not lead troops to fight thieves, and he is a small kind of guard officer, close to his followers. But there are also heroes in this Jiangnan, and this Deng Yuanjue's martial arts are not the top in Manichaeism. This Lu Qian didn't talk about it first.

Lin Chong was holding a steel gun in his hand, and he didn't know when he was the closest to watch the battle. When danger comes out, they rush up and separate.

Hua Rong replied: "The little brother is also stunned, I have never seen this pair of opponents!" This is also a wake-up call for Hua Rong, there are so many heroes in the world. I only saw a thunderbolt fire in Qingzhou, I really sat in the well and watched the sky, and now I went to Jeju and met two at once. There's a leopard head next to that!

And Chao Gai on the side was even more disappointed, he had been working hard all the year round, and he had never married a wife or concubine, and most of his great fame was beaten down by him with a stick, which was very different from Song Jiang. is also quite proud of his martial arts on weekdays.

Others Hugh said, only in this Jeju Mansion, except for the beautiful bearded prince Zhu Tong, who is not weaker than him, even the winged tiger Lei Heng is weaker.

But looking at it now, it's not good for these two fat monks.

And if that's all it is, no matter how much Chao Gai is known as the king of heaven, he will not think that he is the best in the world in martial arts. What really made him lose was the identity of the two fat monks on the field. Lu Zhishen and Deng Yuanjue have different backgrounds and different growth experiences, but the two have the same identity, that is, they are subordinates.

And Lu Qian's name in the rivers and lakes can't cover him, as for Jiangnan La, it is slightly bigger than Chao Gai's name.

However, whether it is Lu Qian, whose name is only comparable to him, or Fang La, who is slightly stronger than him, his subordinates have subordinates who are stronger than Chao Gai himself, so what about Chao Gai? In contrast, the bankers under him are all very poor. Moreover, there is obviously more than one Baoguang monk in Manichaeism, and in addition to the flower monk in Liangshan Boli, there is also the leopard head.

I'm not afraid of not knowing the goods, I'm afraid of comparing goods, Chao Gai feels very lost at this moment.

At this time, the two people who were fighting on the field had already fought for more than seventy. Whether it was Lu Zhishen or Deng Yuanjue, they were all covered in green muscles, and the white mist was steaming above their heads in the sweat.

"It's a good fight." But it was Hua Rong next to him, who was also 'black' in Lu Qian's eyes, and when he saw the wonders, he clapped his hands. He has been trapped in Qingfeng Village for several years, where has he seen such a fight? I can't help but itch under my hands.

Lu Qian watched from the sidelines, only smiling.

It's only seventy years now, far from the time when the two monks are exhausted, and when they are still tied after one hundred and ten together, Lu Qian will ask Lin Chong to disperse them.

It's just that this time Lu Qian was too worried. The two bald heads fought for another thirty or forty times, and after about to break a hundred, they all stopped each other, and each jumped out of the circle.

But the two already knew each other. If you keep fighting, it's the same. It's not a life-and-death duel, no matter how much you fight, it's a competition, and it's meaningless. And the two sides are not enemies of life and death, where will they really fight for life and death?

It's the master who has his own measure, so he won't wait until he is exhausted and can't control his measure before stopping.

"Two senior brothers, good means, two staffs, elusive, Lin Chong admires." Lin Chong held the gun in his hand and laughed.