"Amitabha, the sun is a little restless today." A long sigh came into his ears, Ye Sheng looked up, and saw a monk walking into the tea stall among the many official guards. The tents were set up to shelter from the sun and rain, but the tents were overcrowded and crowded.

The monk wears a yellow robe, and his bare head is scarred, looking elegant and easy-going, kind and harmonious. Most of the people and monks in Shaolin Temple are wearing Haiqing or cyan monk robes, and this great monk can wear a yellow and golden robe, indicating that it is not an ordinary identity.

There were more than a dozen servants escorting the monk to the left and right, and after their group entered, they occupied the only remaining gap between the tables and chairs. Ye Sheng was curious, how could this monk get mixed up with the people of the county government? It's strange to be like a show with troops. "Let's go! Quancheng County Ya handles the case! "You guys! Rise! A group of officials made a powerful gesture and drove up the three or four tables in front of them.

Looking at the crooked appearance of a group of officials who were pretending to be public servants and grabbing seats, Ye Sheng couldn't help but smile, it can be seen that the county magistrate of Quancheng is not an easy character to deal with! The middle-aged monk who was escorted had a white face, sat elegantly on a bench and bowed to everyone who had given way, "Amitabha, thank you very much. "This monk, who is compassionate on the surface, grabs someone's seat but readily accepts it, he is really cheeky.

"Hey! Get out of the way! Quancheng County Ya Office! "There are too many servants, and the tea stall is too small. The official who didn't have a place to stay continued to look for tables and chairs from the side, and Ye Sheng's seat was in the corner, so two or three officials looked at the Xiaoyao Palace disciples of the group of five, "Don't get out of the way!" Arrest you all back to the county office! ”

"What did you say!" One of the disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace, who was carrying a bear on his back, stood up coldly, and several other fellow disciples and brothers also spoke coldly. These officials were frightened by the murderous intent on the disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace, and they cowardly took a few steps back, and then, the officials looked ugly and shouted angrily, "You want to rebel? ”

With a bang, five or six sab-armed servants immediately surrounded the table. The four disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace stood up one after another and stood on cold guard, but the man with short hair and small eyes and freckles between his nose sat peacefully on the bench, smiled disapprerovingly, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, I haven't finished drinking tea yet, so I can't leave!" ”

One of the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked officials swept away the teapot and bowl on the table with a wave of his sleeves, and the porcelain soldiers fell to the ground, stepping on the crumbs of the tea set on the ground, and the official sneered, "Now it's over!" Get up and give us a seat! Seeing that the situation was tense like a dense drum, many tea drinkers trembled and hunched their waists to escape from their seats, and the tea stall owner was also trembling and stood in place and did not dare to move.

"A few big brothers." Ye Sheng suddenly spoke, he sat in the corner with his hands clasped into fists, looked at the two tables and chairs that had just been vacated by the fleeing guests and said, "Didn't there just be two tables vacant next to it?" Why don't you just sit there? "Look at Ye Sheng's voice to break the siege, and the five people in the Xiaoyao Palace all glanced at Ye Sheng. Although they didn't know each other, they had already made a good impression.

Only the six officials who surrounded the table looked cold and arrogant, "Drink your tea!" Otherwise, even you will be caught! "What we want now is not a tea table, but face!" "Less nonsense! Look at these people with roe heads and rats, they must be the Mingjiao Rebellion! The above is under strict inspection! We're sure to get something out of getting them back in jail! ”

The heartstrings are tense, the saber is tense, and the small tea stall is full of murderous intent in the middle of the scene. At this moment, the sitting monk held the tea bowl in his hand and said with a smile, "Amitabha, the world is so wonderful, but you are so irritable, so bad, not good. Listening to the monk's admonition, these officials looked at each other and immediately stopped working, unwilling to sit down at the empty table next to them, but everyone obeyed the monk's words.

Ye Sheng couldn't help but be curious, who is this monk? Could it be from the Shaolin Temple? It's just that the Jianghu sect has always had little contact with the imperial court, and even the predecessors of the Shaolin Temple can't let the county officials be so well-behaved and obedient, right? Ye Sheng was looking at the monk's generous back, and at this time, the disciple of the Xiaoyao Palace, whose small eyes were flashing with essence and freckles on his face, walked towards Ye Sheng.

He was dressed in a cyan power suit, with a black cloak behind him, and he walked quickly, but quietly, and the sand under his feet did not make any sound. "In the next appointment, thank you brother Tai for breaking the siege." Ye Sheng looked at him, smiled slightly and waved his hand slowly, "You're welcome, after all, it didn't help much!" Sit for a while? ”

Ren Chong nodded and sat down opposite Ye Sheng, "Your Excellency persuaded me just now, but it also let me know that this Spring City is not all a world where dogs fight and villains run rampant. Ye Sheng smiled helplessly, "I, Liu Bo, can only move my mouth, if I really fight, I will also hold my head and run away." "It turned out to be Brother Liu, don't worry, even if you have to fight after a while, I can protect you well!" Ren Chong's mung bean-sized eyes were full of proud smiles, "I'm waiting for the evil wolf to come down the mountain, can't I fight a few soft-footed shrimp?" ”

The officials at the table turned their heads when they heard the sound and stared at Ren Chong with an unkind expression, there is no doubt that Ren Chong's words were sarcastic about their group of officials. Ye Sheng was suddenly unhappy in his heart, and he wanted to ask Ren Chong about the secrets of the Xiaoyao Palace, but before he could talk a few words, this Ren Chong took the initiative to involve himself and offend those officials. This Ren Chong is really a cub!

"Amitabha." A pious Buddha call was crisp in this much cleaner tea stall, and the monk in the golden robe turned his head and looked at Ye Sheng and Ren Chong with a smile, "The rivers and lakes are not small, but they are not big." Everyone is a warrior who looks down and doesn't look up, so why not be relieved? ”

"Monk! It was your people who sinned against us first. Ren Chong turned his head, his round head was full of dissatisfaction, and a pair of small eyes looked at the chubby monk and said, "If you can do this kind of thing, you won't be a good monk!" Before the monk could speak, there was an official next to him who couldn't sit still.

"Presumptuous! Dare to be disrespectful to the master! "The master is the host of Qingyun Jinshan Temple! This time, I came to Quancheng Jinshan Temple to participate in the Golden Relic Appreciation Conference! "King Lu and Tang all bow to the master, what kind of thing are you, a vulgar Jianghu person!" A group of officials scolded Ren Chong.

Ren Chong sneered, sat on the bench and glanced at the monk, "The master has never had a belt on his body, I don't know what kind of master he is?" "A monk who can make Tang Yan, the king of Lu, give way, is not necessarily a good monk, but he must be a master!" Amitabha. The monk put down the tea bowl in his hand, looked sideways at Ren Chong, clasped his palms together, and said slowly, "The monk's heart is empty and light, and the monk never carries too many things outside the body, so as not to disturb the practice." The poor monk is not talented, but just a blue belt. ”

Ren Chong's face changed, and he thought in his heart, there are people with black belts everywhere in the rivers and lakes, and those who can get the blue belt are generally good enough. Just like in his sect's Xiaoyao Palace, excluding the master and seniors, there are only a dozen blue-belted brothers in the sect of hundreds of people.

A fat official sitting next to the monk was even more up-bellied, and said proudly, "The master is highly respected and has many believers, this time I was invited to come to Quancheng Jinshan Temple to participate in the Golden Relic Festival, one is to open the light, and the other is to protect the Golden Relic!" lest it fall into the hands of other thieves with intentions! ”

Indeed, the master of the blue belt and the county officials will be able to resist the intentional actions of many martial arts people. Ye Sheng's eyes were sharp, and he caught a glimpse of the blue jade belt on Ren Chong's waist under his black cloak. It would be nice if Ren Chong could have a big fight with that bald donkey, and then he would come forward, heroically save the beauty, and then fish in troubled waters, sneak into the Xiaoyao Palace and explore and dig treasures again!

"Just him?" The few disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace sitting at the back table laughed disdainfully, "The Golden Relic is a great tonic of the rivers and lakes, and it is scarce and rare!" This time, Jinshan Temple opened a puja, I don't know how many thieves and robbers will be attracted! With this hairless bald donkey, how can he protect the golden relics? ”

The ridicule and contempt of the crowd seemed to have aroused the displeasure of the monk, and he solemnly tidied up his robe, stood up, pushed aside the wooden bench, and stared at the few disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace who spoke disrespectfully. Seeing that the monk was powerful, Ren Chong was naturally not to be outdone, and stood up abruptly with the teacup in his hand, he stared at the monk with a smile, "What?" Want to hit someone? ”

"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma name Mengyi." The monk put his palms together and his face was gentle, "I am glad that I have received the guidance of Master Kongwen, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and I know a little about Shaolin martial arts, so I want to learn the martial arts of these donors, but it is just a competition, and the point is up." Ye Sheng sat behind the table holding tea and laughed, this Mengyi monk is so competitive, he can even be the head of the temple?

"Good! I'll meet you! On that table, a disciple of the Xiaoyao Palace with sunken eyes and dark circles jumped out without saying a word, and his hand twitched from his belt, and it was a two-foot iron shovel that showed out. He already saw that this monk was very unpleasant, and now that he had a legitimate reason to learn martial arts, he couldn't wait to smash this Mengyi's head at once!

Rumble! The iron shovel fell, and a heavy blow shattered the wooden table, and the officials on the side of Zhou were shocked and dodged, holding the handle of the knife and staring at the contest between Master Mengyi and the disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace, if Master Mengyi had any accidents, these officials would take people as soon as possible!

Master Mengyi didn't look at the middle-aged age, but his steps were dexterous, and in the face of this heavy iron black mace, he easily avoided it, and his hands changed into claws and came out, approaching the disciple of the Xiaoyao Palace who was holding the mace. Ye Sheng's eyes lit up while sitting on the wooden bench, "Spiral Dragon Style!" "Master Mengyi is using the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand.

Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the world's martial arts come out of Shaolin. Shaolin martial arts are broad and profound, dazzling, and Shaolin 72 stunts are rare and valuable martial arts. This Shaolin dragon claw hand is one of the 72 Shaolin stunts! And the dragon claw hand used by Master Mengyi can be seen to be even more exquisite at a glance, much stronger and more courageous than Ye Sheng.

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