(17th Update)

"Why am my monks willing to do it? They are willing to go to the fairy world, I prefer to walk in the world, this is called Hongchen refining the heart, do you understand the boy? If you don't accept you to bite me." ”

"I can't bite you, I'm afraid of teeth!" Shi Fan smiled bitterly, he finally understood why there has always been a legend of Jigong from the Song Dynasty to modern times, because this guy has not left at all, and has been wandering in the mortal world.

Shi Fan knows very well that Dao Ji is a big disciple under the Bodhi seat, a double cultivator of Buddhism and Taoism, and he is by no means an ordinary person, I am afraid that in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, except for the Bodhi Ancestor, he is the most powerful.

"You kid played tricks on me, and the wine you gave me and Wukong last time was really good, I miss it for thousands of years, I said boy, when you get to your territory, don't you invite me to have a drink?"

"Please, there's nothing else to do. Shi Fan said with a smile.

"Husband, let's go first. The women said goodbye one after another, and today they saw the legendary Jigong again, which made them broaden their horizons again, and they were all anxious to go back to practice and ascend.

"Uncle, I'll go back first, don't forget to yell at night, mom misses you, poof!" Shu Fan blocked his mouth again, why did he always talk about it.

"Look at you pretty girls, I really don't know where your kid got his blessings. Dao Ji patted Shi Fan's arm with a fan, "Where to drink." ”

"Come with me!" Shi Fan pulled Daoji, and the two of them disappeared from the spot, and the next moment they appeared in front of a five-star hotel.

The security guard in front of the door turned around, and there were two more people in front of him, looking at the monk wearing a two-cornered monk hat and shaking a fan, the security guard was dumbfounded, "Why is it so much like the Jigong Living Buddha on TV." ”

"Old man, if you act as a fire!" he shouted as the two of them walked past the security guard.

"My old man was originally Jigong. Dao Jidao shook his fan and entered the hall.

"Cut, you are Jigong, I am the Jade Emperor!" the security guard said disdainfully.

As soon as the two of them entered the hall, everyone's eyes brushed towards the monk, of course, not Shi Fan, but Daoji.

Dao Ji didn't care, he shook the fan and sat at a table in the middle, Shi Fan originally wanted to take him to the box, but when he saw that he had sat down, he had to sit down with him.

"Moutai Wuliangye will bring me a few bottles, as well as roast chicken, roast duck ......" Shi Fan snapped and ordered a table of dishes, and took the famous roast chicken wine, and now it is not bad for money, so that Dao Ji can eat hard.

Dao Ji picked up a chicken leg and gnawed it, and drank a sip of wine, wow, spicy and refreshing, strong enough, Dao Ji was very happy to eat, Wuliangye Moutai bottle down, and poured some into the gourd from time to time, but seven or eight bottles of wine would be drunk by him.

What surprised the waiter the most was that his gourd didn't look big, but it seemed to be forever dissatisfied, and the waiter who looked at it secretly smacked his tongue.

A few people kept looking at his gourd out of curiosity, wanting to see what was going on. One of the young men in gold and silver thought that he had a status, and he was the happiest to jump forward, and his brain was probed to Daoji.

"Bang!" Dao Ji flicked on the top of his head, "Young man, curiosity kills people, don't look at what you shouldn't see." ”

The young man was a little annoyed and angry, and suddenly shouted: "What's the matter, isn't it just a broken gourd? If it is broken, it will compensate you, believe it or not, Uncle will give you a whole train of skins tomorrow?"

"Roar!" Dao Ji smiled wittily, "I said young man, don't brag, my old man's gourd can fit into the train, but you can't pull a cart of gourds, don't you believe it?"

"I'll you, what a brag. The young man's mouth was as if he was eighty thousand, "It's still a train, I can hold two bottles of wine in my arms, and the wine just now made you fall into your crotch, hahaha." The young man burst out laughing.

Dao Ji is still smiling, not in a hurry or annoyed.

"This is Fu Zhanpeng, the young master of the Fu family, who usually likes to pretend to show off his wealth, I heard that the Fu family's business is not vigilant now, but he resolutely asked his father to buy a Maserati of more than 2 million. ”

Someone recognized the young man and muttered quietly.

"Shaote Mom chews the root of her tongue!" Fu Zhanpeng scolded, seeing that Dao Ji smiled and didn't argue with him, he felt that he was nothing remarkable, and opened a folding fan with a snap, he shook the paper fan and looked at Dao Ji, "I said monk, don't you say that your gourd can load a train......?

He glanced at Daoji's gourd and touched it, "If you can hold three bottles of wine, I will look up to you, and even load the train, now even the monks can brag so much?" hahaha!"

Seeing the two of them in that tank, Shi Fan didn't bother to stop it, he didn't believe that even an ordinary pretending young master couldn't cure it.

Dao Ji smiled, "Boy, you said that my old man can't hold three bottles of wine, what if I fill more? My old man has no money, won't the restaurant settle accounts with me, and what will I do if you pat your ass and leave?"

"If you pretend to be mine, young master, I will treat you as a pretending criminal, and I still don't believe it. Fu Zhanpeng's fan shook even more.

"Well, you can't live if you do your own evil. Dao Ji sighed again and again, and the regretful look made the young man even more angry, "Why don't you pretend to pretend? I have the final say, I'm still so timid, I'm really poor, a poor monk is still pretending to be a big-tailed eagle here." ”

Dao Ji rolled his eyes and looked at him, "I said, boy, are you serious what you just said? Don't let my old man pretend to be wine and you won't admit it?"

"I said that the monk ...... like this," Shi Fan next to him interjected as a peacemaker, "Let him write a note, if he doesn't admit it, let him sell his family company to offset the account." ”

After speaking, Shi Fan looked at the young man, "Do you dare?"

"I ......" the young man was a little angry, although his company's business was not good, the family all pointed to the company, if there was no company, his own car could not afford to support, not to mention that the monk's gourd he estimated that he touched three bottles of one more bottle, how could it still be loaded?

As soon as this guy's eyes rolled, the monk didn't have any oil and water at a glance, and he couldn't help but look at Shi Fan, "It's okay to sign the note, but let me say, what if he can't hold three bottles?"

"If he can't fill three bottles, I'll lose you a million, okay?" After speaking, Shi Fan also picked up a chicken leg and took a bite, I'll strangle it, Shi Fan is a little angry, how can this kung fu learn the same as Daoji, this thing can also be contagious.

"There is no basis for your words, what if you lose and you don't have any money? I can't afford to talk to you, and Young Master Ben doesn't have the time to fight a lawsuit with you. Fu Zhanpeng is aggressive, trying to force Shi Fan to submit and fall into his trap, one million, he is already hot in his heart,

Shi Fan didn't care, he casually took out a check from his bosom and put it on the table, "See, if you win, I'll fill out a million check for you." ”

(There is a change in the evening)