Everyone's heads are like lead blocks, this gangster is still a master of the masters, and they can't catch him.

Can......

As royal guards, they can't just throw in the towel.

The guards regrouped and turned to charge the old man again.

But at this moment, a response came from a distance, "Master, are you secretly hiding and drinking again?" ”

Guru? What masters?

The guards' eyes widened in disbelief, and they saw the old man's toes tapping, and in the blink of an eye, the person was more than ten meters away.

"Bang." The old man slapped the little monk who spoke directly on the head, "Bastard boy, what does it mean to secretly hide wine and drink, which time did your ancestor uncle drink wine and drink it openly?" ”

The little monk who was beaten covered the position where he was beaten, and did not dare to refute, "Yes, yes, it is the little monk who said it wrong." Uncle Zu, something happened over there in the ginkgo forest, and the abbot asked me to wait to come to you, so come over quickly. ”

"Got it." The old man frowned, and threw the empty gourd in his hand directly to the little monk, "I'll find some wine for Uncle Zu to drink." ”

After speaking, he didn't give the little monk a chance to refuse, and with a light tap of his toes, the person was dozens of meters away in an instant, and the old man could no longer be seen in the blink of an eye.

"What about this gourd? In addition to the master, who can drink in our Lanruo Temple? Looking at the gourd in the little monk's hand, the other little monk who was with him was embarrassed.

The little monk holding the gourd was also embarrassed......

At this moment, I saw a group of people walking over with swords, looking menacing.

The little monks were startled at first, thinking that they were some kind of villains, but after seeing the dress of this group of people, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know the donors, what is this?" The little monk of the gourd glanced at the swords in the hands of the guards.

The guards led by "You ......" couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva as soon as they spoke.

"Donor?"

"What did you call that old man?" The guards at the head finally finished speaking.

"Uncle Zu." The little monk replied truthfully.

"I don't know what your Dharma name is, little monk?" The guard asked again.

"Little monk Zhiyuan." Although the little monk didn't know why these guards asked this, he still made a Buddhist salute and answered truthfully.

The abbot of Lanruo Temple Huiyuan, and the Lanruo Temple is arranged by generations, "Hui" is followed by "Zhi", even if the little monk is not the disciple of the abbot of Huiyuan, it is also the disciple of other monks of the same generation as the abbot of Huiyuan.

The little monk just called the old man Uncle Zu, then he also called the abbot of Huiyuan Master or uncle. And Abbot Huiyuan will only call one person Uncle Shi - that is, Master Foyun.

There is no doubt about the identity of the old man.

That person is the legendary Master Foyun?

The guards looked at each other and swallowed their saliva, they almost arrested Master Foyun for interrogation as a villain......

"Treating the elderly like this, the donors are going to be contaminated with evil obstacles."

At this time, the guards remembered what Master Foyun had said, and they couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs again.

Master Foyun is a high-ranking monk respected by the entire Tianque people, even if it is the emperor and the queen, they all respect Master Foyun. If they really arrested Master Foyun, it would not only be a bad thing......

"Ladies and gentlemen, what's wrong with you?" The little monk didn't know what was going on, and now he was even more confused when he saw the panicked looks of the guards.

"It's okay, it's okay." The guards waved their hands again and again, and then saw the empty gourd in the little monk's hand, and then thought of what the two little monks had said.

"You two need wine, don't you? We'll help you carry it, help you carry it......" said and didn't care whether the little monk agreed or not, grabbed the wine gourd and ran away directly.

Looking at the guards who were fleeing for their lives, the little monks were even more puzzled.

In the end, I can only conclude, "You donors are really good people." ”