Li Daozi!

Plum...... Road...... Child!

The three uniques in the world, Fu Wang Li Daozi!!

When Liu Xun fell to the ground, the dishes on the table fell, and the soup and water poured all over his head, the originally lively and noisy tavern, except for the sound of cool air, was silent for a while, and there was no movement.

After seven or eight seconds, someone finally came back to his senses, but it was the town master of Xiangshun Tavern, the green gang red stick Ma Mingde stood up.

He obviously knew Li Daozi, stepped forward and bowed: "I've seen King Fu!" Excuse me......"

Li Daozi looked left and right, but his eyes fell on Yang Bo.

After all, the tavern was lively and noisy at this time, and there were relatively few seats, and as far as the eye could see, there was a vacant seat opposite Yang Bo.

Seeing this, Li Daozi asked the horse red stick: "Is there anyone there?" ”

Ma Hongstick hurriedly shook his head and said no, no.

Li Daozi said: "Okay, give me a pot of tea, and get some vegetarian pastries......

But he regarded the famous Qinggang Shuanghua Red Stick as the second shopkeeper of the tavern, and directly ordered the food.

However, this red stick, which can tear the tiger with both hands on weekdays, nodded without disobedience, and helped Li Daozi to cause the way, all the way to the opposite side of Yang Bo.

When they arrived, Yang Bo came back to his senses and hurriedly cleaned up the desktop to prevent his dishes from taking up too much space.

If it weren't for the fear of exaggeration, he would even want to stack the plates on top of each other.

Li Daozi glanced at him, did not speak, and sat down calmly.

At this time, everyone in the tavern finally reacted, and Liu Xun, the old man of the Manchu Qing Dynasty who had slandered the little carpenter just now, did not dare to stay, and after getting up from the ground, he hurriedly went to the counter to settle the account, and then left, for fear that in half a second at night, he would have to worry about the king of Fu and kill him directly.

And the others were not too out of line, so they didn't choose to leave, but just looked at Li Daozi from afar.

Some people looked carefully, trying to distinguish the truth of this person, and some people only heard of his reputation, but never saw a real person, this time it was rare, so I couldn't help but look at it twice, and when I bragged with others in the future, there was a saying.

Of course, there are also people who are quite bold and start to talk to others.

Li Daozi didn't care about these people's discussions at all, and when the horse red stick made a cameo appearance in the hall, he came over and gave a pot of the shopkeeper's treasured top-grade Biluochun, and brought a bunch of vegetarian fruits, refreshments, etc., he actually didn't mean to be polite at all, he reached out directly, grabbed the bean paste and stuffed it into his mouth, looking as if he hadn't eaten seriously for a long time......

Only then did others see that the cold-faced Taoist in front of him was dirty, and he didn't know where he came from.

Ma Hong's stick was put on a bunch, and then said with a smile: "Do you think you need anything?" ”

Li Daozi pointed to the pile of delicate refreshments on the table and said, "Get some steamed buns to fill your stomach, this is a little bit not hungry......"

Belch......

If Ma Hongstick hadn't seen the portrait of Li Daozi, he would really be a little suspicious that the person in front of him was an impostor.

He left in response, and at this time, an old man who felt that he had some prestige in this ten miles of foreign travel came over, bowed to Li Daozi, and then asked: "In Changyuan Mountain in the Lower Weihu Hall, I have seen King Fu - I don't know what you just said, but is it true?" That Mr. Gan, the Holy Hand of Luban, will definitely face the Lianggong Emperor? ”

Li Daozi took the refreshments on the table and devoured them, looking like he didn't look like a master of Taoism at all, hearing this question, he stopped his movements, took a sip of hot tea, and then glanced at the person lightly, and said, "Yes." ”

He only said a simple word, and then did not say anything more, showing a cold attitude of "rejecting people thousands of miles away".

Sure enough, Fu King Li Daozi is a cold person who doesn't like to socialize.

However, Chang Yuanshan of the Weihu Hall was obviously not satisfied with this simple answer, and couldn't help but ask again: "How do you know?" But have you ever seen Mr. Gan himself? I heard that he built a small courtyard on the outlying island of Dongting Lake before, but then the building was empty, I don't know where to go, I don't know if you have met him recently? ”

This was said to have been asked to the hearts of the spectators, so almost everyone looked at Li Daozi, expecting his answer.

However, what disappointed these people was Li Daozi who shook his head and said, "I haven't seen him." ”

When a horse-faced young man heard this, he couldn't help but stand up and ask, "You haven't seen him?" So how do you know he's going to come to the appointment? ”

As soon as this person raised his head, some people immediately couldn't bear it, even if he had the reputation of King Fu, he still couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, and said, "Yes, do you know where he is?" Why shouldn't you fight? Do you know that if he doesn't take over this battle post, then the Japanese demigod Lianggong Imperial will take a large number of masters from the Japanese Ghost Martial Shrine to our magic capital for ten miles of foreign travel, cut off 30,000 heads, pay tribute to his big apprentice dog Yangjian, and then step on our Chinese world sect ......"

"Yes, yes, who did our people in the Demon Capital provoke whom, and they were wronged for no reason and suffered this catastrophe?"

"Why didn't he stand up with the Holy Hand of Luban, was he afraid?"

……

People are like this, they all have a herd mentality, at the beginning they were afraid of the prestige of Li Daozi, the king of Fu, so they didn't dare to speak, and they didn't even dare to breathe, but once someone stood up and said a few words, they felt the atmosphere of not blaming the public.

At the beginning, these words were all polite inquiries and greetings, but there were always some guys who liked to interject, and when they said one or two ugly words, it turned into a question.

It's as if the string has been stretched for too long and suddenly breaks.

All of a sudden, the tavern was once again bustling with activity, and even more noisy than before.

But Li Daozi, who was in the eye of the storm, didn't react, he actually reached over again and ate the refreshments on the table.

After a while, all eight dishes of tea were lost.

Yang Bo saw that he was still unsatisfied, hesitated for a moment, but pushed the fennel beans and salted edamame in front of him in front of the other party, and made a "please" gesture.

Li Daozi glanced at him with some surprise.

Yang Bo remembered the rumors he had heard before, and knew that the person in front of him had a very good relationship with the thirteenth brother, so he said: "Yang Bo, the second leader of the Xiajiangyin Gang, is the little brother of Gan Mogan Thirteen, thanks to his favor, he brought me from a small town in Nantong Prefecture to this Shanghai beach, and helped introduce Mr. Du as a disciple, which is why I have today's status ......"

He explained briefly, Li Daozi nodded and said, "Very good." ”

He didn't say anything more, but reached over, grabbed the fennel bean, put it in his mouth, and ate it with a good taste.

Li Daozi's indifferent attitude calmed down the originally impassioned crowd, and the young man Bian Balang, who was confronting Liu Xun just now, shouted to those people: "What are you arguing about? If you have this ability to quarrel, it's better to save some strength, and when the Lianggong Imperial comes, go and fight those Japanese masters - do you dare? ”

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately stood up and said coldly: "Is it true that there are no tough guys in Alamadu? Tell you, if the Lianggong Imperial Palace really brings someone here, although I, Xue Dingsan, can't do it, I will definitely be one of the 30,000 people! ”

The bloody men next to him stood up one after another: "Yes, I'm one too." ”

"Me too!"

"I'm a ......"

Seeing these people's angry eyes, Li Daozi suddenly smiled and said to Yang Bo: "Do you think Gan Shisan will come?" ”

Yang Bo listened to it and said proudly: "Of course I will come, what kind of person is my thirteenth brother, how can he be afraid and avoid it?" But everyone who knows him knows this, and those crooked and noisy people just don't know about my thirteenth brother. ”

Thirteenth brother!

When Yang Bo shouted this title, he felt that the pores all over his body were dilating, as if his soul had been sublimated.

With honor, yes, that's how it feels.

Li Daozi said: "They don't believe it, so what should I do? ”

Yang Bo said categorically: "Brother Thirteen doesn't need them to believe it. ”

Li Daozi asked again: "However, he is about to fight for them, and he will even die." ”

Yang Bo inexplicably swelled up with emotion in his heart, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Thirteen doesn't care, he once told me that it is not a fault to be humble; Not being understood, and not being understood, is not a mistake...... A generation does a generation's things, do their own things, why care what others say? ”

Li Daozi listened to it and finally laughed.

He poured his cup full of tea, then raised his glass to the little character who hadn't even started and said, "Humble and humble." ”

An indescribable excitement welled up in Yang Bo's heart.

His eyes were red, he picked up his wine glass, and said, "Respect Ganmo." ”

This time, he didn't call "Brother Thirteen" again.

Sweet ink.

That's the man's name.

The name of a man who is about to die for the sake of the world.

Maybe not many people want to believe him.

But there are always people who believe.

For example, Li Daozi, but also Yang Bo......

Or......

After the two of them raised their glasses and drank everything, from the back door, a fat monk led by Ma Hongstick walked in.

When they saw this, they were all shocked.

The first fierce man in Buddhism.

Ring color.

He, too, came.