Looking up blankly, he looked at the respectful little two in front of him, he was also a barbarian in the end, with a rough complexion, tall and strong, and his face was guaranteed with a black cloth, and he was a good hand at robbing houses and houses.

Regardless of who he ordered, Li Xiangang wanted to open his mouth and ask people to take down the meat and change some vegetarian food for himself, at this time, the main door of the inn was wide open, and a group of more than ten nuns walked out of the outside dark scene.

The monks of the barbarian tribe are not so particular about the monks of the Central Plains.

As long as you are dedicated to the Buddha, shaving your head is just a formality. There are many lamas whose hair has not been shaved for a month or three months, and they have short hair with blue stubble, which looks no different from the small flat head of modern people.

At least Li Xian's bright and bald head is too conspicuous compared to them, no wonder those barbarians know that he is from the Central Plains and is by no means a lama from the southwest when they look at Li Xian's appearance.

And this group of nuns are stuffed with black hair under their hats, which obviously have not been removed at all since they became monks, compared to Li Xian's bright bald head that has not even seen his eyebrows, it is a little too ridiculous.

But these lamas didn't have that awareness, after entering the inn, they sat down, didn't say anything, Xiao Er's farts hurriedly served tea, and brought the hot beef and mutton by the way.

And they were not polite, chopsticks, knives and forks were useless, stretched out a pair of jade hands that still had some chilblains, and directly came to a meal of finger meat.

......

The old monk is also so virtuous, meat and vegetarian are not taboo, but at least he pays great attention to his hair and appearance, and he looks like a monk with a bright bald head, no different from a monk in the Central Plains.

Thinking about it this way, the unreliable old monk is quite good.

Seeing them feasting, Li Xian's taste buds couldn't help but tremble a little.

At this time, I don't know what the group of Taoist priests with swords said to laugh at them, and the nuns didn't eat meat and got up one after another, looking at their sabre-rattling appearance, they wanted to fight.

The physical strength is almost recovered, at least there is no problem at all in summoning the Moldy Sutra, and there is some self-protection power.

Li Xian was about to see what they were doing, when suddenly the Living Buddha Relic in his chest trembled, making his heart tremble.

......

"Eating meat can break the meat precept, and drinking alcohol can break the alcohol precept, so why can't you break the color precept?

Hehe, don't think that Dao Ye doesn't know the loneliness of your little ladies at night. Come and accompany us, we are all monks, what are you afraid of?"

The rough faces were flushed, and the drunken Taoist priests laughed at the embarrassed nuns.

In the Central Plains, monks are bound by all kinds of precepts, and it is absolutely forbidden to drink alcohol and eat meat anyway.

And these barbarian nuns and monks are not taboo in wine and meat, and they have the image of barbarians without any rules at all, no wonder these Taoist priests want to laugh.

Although the truth is this, you have to tell whom.

Women are strange creatures who are unreasonable, and how can nuns listen to them when they speak without taboos and obscenities?

Li Xian walked closer, feeling that the atmosphere around him was becoming more and more solemn, the nuns stared at each other, but they clenched their fists without saying a word, and those Taoist priests also seemed to have fought with the barbarian lamas countless times, and they did not dare to despise it at all, holding the sword at their waists, and the battle was about to break out.

According to the development of the routine, it should be that the nuns can't bear to fight with the full hall of Taoist priests, and who loses and who wins remains to be discussed.

Or maybe the boss behind the inn has a lot of face in this area, and he doesn't want them to fight violently in the inn, so that the tables and chairs are damaged and the flow of customers is lost, so he comes forward to mediate.

I think Li Xian is also a person who has experienced thousands of TV series, and he has long been familiar with this bloody routine, so he stretched out his head and looked around, waiting for the innkeeper to come out to mediate, so that he could find out who was the reincarnated living Buddha.

However, as things develop, there are always some anti-routine plots.

The shopkeeper of the inn estimated that he didn't have this face, and the lamas respected by the barbarians couldn't afford to provoke them, and those Taoist priests represented Zhengyi with countless believers.

The inn had to rely on merchants to do business, and it was completely in a dilemma.

On the other side, the nuns and Taoist priests did not fight, but a young nun came out of them, who was probably not as old as an adult.

It can be seen that her status in the nun group is very high, and in a few words, not only does she make those Taoist priests who do things happy, but even those nuns who are older than her have no objections.

Speaking of which, you may not believe it, Li Xianguang stared at the scalp with green stubble under the little nun's monk's hat, and could see the Buddha statue emerging from behind her, just like a real living Buddha, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Li Xian didn't even hear what she said while pointing at herself.

Waiting for those Taoist priests to come with bad intentions, under Li Xian's stunned gaze, when they put the wine from the altar and the pot of meat on the table, they immediately felt that countless unfortunate things were coming again.

Those Taoist priests did not disappoint Li Xian, and out of it came a short and fat Taoist priest with a face full of meat, more like a street gangster, and said, "I heard that you are very good at drinking and eating?"

Compete with Dao Ye, if you win, you will be let go, if you lose, hum ......"

As he spoke, the short and fat Taoist priest looked at the group of nuns who were warblers and swallows with a pair of confused eyes.

The strong barbarians of the Western Barbarians are as different from the delicate women as the Beauty and the Beast.

There are not a few exotic beauties with bewitching bodies and beautiful faces in the nun group, even Li Xian is a little moved when he looks at it, not to mention those Taoist priests who can't help but fall in love.

Li Xian really wanted to take the case, first drink his three major altars, and then eat two plates of meat, frightening the fat Taoist priest in front of him with bad intentions.

However, the reality is that Li Xian belongs to the kind of 'cow man' who pours a cup, and his stomach is not big, and he is already tired of eating two bowls of meat at most.

Could it be that these things are poured into the martial spirit ring unconsciously, doing a cheat, pretending to be forced once?

This idea is really wonderful, especially after the Living Buddha relics on his chest continue to tremble, so that Li Xian is even more moved after determining the candidate for the reincarnation of the Living Buddha in this group of nuns.

Why is a living Buddha a woman? How can a woman become a living Buddha?

Li Xian also considered these questions, but after considering them, can he change them? Since he can't change them, he can only accept them.

Li Xianzheng is thinking about winning the victory through this small cheating and winning the favor of the nuns, and then blending into this group of warblers and swallows to further determine the candidates for the living Buddha.