Zhuo Zangfeng drank several cups in a row.

There is no chance to drink alcohol, and no matter how good the wine is, it will be spicy and spicy in the throat. The reason why I drank this time was to ward off the cold, second, to be bored, and third, to comfort the panicked two Taoist children with heavy drinking.

He didn't know if the princess of Yan Zhiguo would help him speak, he only knew that Mo Ya would definitely stand up for him. But looking at the current posture, the basket that was stabbed this time seems to be not small, whether Mo Ya has the ability to help him, it is really uncertain.

As for Zaligu, this indefatigable iron rooster makes his contribution acceptable, and it is more painful to pay than to dig out his heart, and it is obviously even more unexpected.

As for his own cultivation realm, the master is not an opponent with his fingers, and all he can do at the moment is to indulge in heavy drinking, regardless of tomorrow's west and east.

A pot of wine was still half drunk, and as soon as the wine glass was filled, the eldest aunt Qiu Fengping, who was famous for her fiery temper in the Knowing Endless Shrine, pushed the door in.

As soon as she entered the palace gate, she smelled the strong smell of wine, frowned, and said, "Ignorant boy, what a bold and reckless man!"

Zhuo Zangfeng ignored her, poured a full bottle of wine to himself, picked up the wine glass and sniffed it on the end of his nose, and then looked at the person in front of him.

He already had three points of alcohol, looked at Qiu Fengping wearing a Taoist robe, and thought that it turned out to be a female crown, but looking at her complexion, and seeing what methods she had.

If he doesn't do it, he still has some chance of winning.

So he drank all the wine, slammed it on the table, and said loudly: "You are a monk, you are not allowed to drink, I am a layman, is there anything wrong with drinking?"

In fact, Taoism does not say that drinking alcohol is not allowed, and Zhuo Zangfeng's words are really a taste of strong words and nonsense.

Qiu Fengping is a cold-faced and warm-hearted person, seeing that the young man in front of him is only sixteen or seventeen years old, his eyes are clear, and he does not look like an evil child, so he doesn't care about him, and says: "Quickly put down the wine glass and go to the master, say more good things, and maybe you can escape the catastrophe." ”

Zhuo Zangfeng stubbornly said: "I didn't do anything wrong, why should I say good things?"

Qiu Fengping frowned and said, "You drank too much, I don't care about you." ”

"If you want to see the master, I can see him if I want, why bother with the old man's invitation?" Zhuo Zangfeng's eyes began to redden.

"You young man, Miss Mo Ya has been affected by you, and she still doesn't know how to repent!"

"What I did has nothing to do with Moya, it's my personal problem, how can a monk pass the sin on others?"

"You're too drunk!" Qiu Fengping hates drunkards the most, if it weren't for his young age, he would have slapped him with a big ear scraper.

Zhuo Zangfeng slapped the table and laughed: "Okay! This is the real cultivator! The world slanders me, deceives me, insults me, scolds me, laughs at me, despises me, despises me, hates me, and deceives me, and I will let him ...... Hahaha, this is the realm!"

Then he looked at this female Taoist priest who was very vicious when he first came, and found that her face showed disgust, and he laughed even more, and continued: "I just put up with him, let him, let him, avoid him, tolerate him, respect him, and ignore him......"

"Incorrigible!" said Qiu Feng angrily.

Zhuo Zangfeng drank another glass, remembered a poem, and simply recited it in a deep voice: "I am a convenient one, and I am worth a hundred trains." Fight each other for a long time and be weak, and they will not enter the county until they die. ”

Qiu Fengping saw that he was very drunk, and in the poems he quoted, he faintly said that he was "weak for a long time" in the fight with others, and thought to himself, where did you show weakness in the slightest? and then think about "not entering the county until you die", which clearly compares the master to the county office, which means that I would rather be beaten than go to the county government to complain.

Qiu Fengping was puzzled, it was obviously you who played these candidates around, which provoked the people's uprising, why did you use poetry and ambition at this moment, but implied that they were wicked and sued first?

Is this teenager really drunk or pretending to be drunk?

Zhuo Zangfeng laughed, "All the bad karma I created in the past was born from beginningless greed and hatred, born from body, speech and mind, and I repent of everything now." ”

"This young man is drunk and arrogant, where is the slightest remorse, and what he says is all the words of Buddhism. It's really unreasonable!" Qiu Fengping endured it for a long time, but he couldn't do it, so he slammed the door in anger.

Zhuo Zangfeng laughed.

The two Dao boys watched the autumn wind screen leave, and looked at Zhuo Zangfeng with a wine glass in his hand with wide eyes and admiration.

She ...... She actually left...... a Taoist boy couldn't help but say: "You didn't say anything, why is the eldest aunt so angry and left without quitting?"

Zhuo Zangfeng said with a smile: "What I said is that these are Buddhist Zen machines, talking about Zen with Taoists, and talking with Buddhists, which is called throwing themselves into their own places." ”

Another Taoist boy had a flash of inspiration in his eyes, clapped his hands and said, "That's really the case, the master doesn't allow us to read Buddhist scriptures." ”

"And ......" Zhuo Zangfeng put on a well-informed appearance and said in a tone of enlightenment: "You remember, when someone is ready to debate with you in the future, especially when they reason with you, the best way is to deal with his righteous words with nonsense. ”

When the two Taoist children heard this, they nodded again and again as if they didn't understand, and they were all happy in their hearts, and they had the feeling that listening to your words was better than reading a book for ten years.

......

The crowd waited for a long time, only to see Qiu Fengping coming back sullenly, and couldn't help but turn their heads and ears.

When the master saw her return alone, his face was still filled with indignation, and he had already expected the result.

Qiu Fengping walked over and said respectfully: "That ignorant boy is drunk, I ask him not to move, but for the sake of his young age, please ask Mr. to give him a lighter punishment?"

This female crown with a knife mouth and a tofu heart was still pleading for the young man who contradicted him when she left.

The master waved his hand and said, "Go down!"

Watching the tall figure of the autumn wind screen disappear, the people waiting here boiled again.

"This guy is really ignorant and arrogant, he just drinks without permission, and he doesn't listen to Mr.'s call!"

"Sir, this kid must not be spared!"

Everyone had already seen that the young man in the temple had not been instructed by the master, and he did not know who approved his status as a judge.

Yan Beichun approached Gu Haitang, bumped him with his elbow, and said in a low voice: "This kid is finished!"

Gu Haitang nodded and said, "No matter how merciful the master is, this time he will also abolish his cultivation." ”

Chen Wangbo is known as the most knowledgeable in Datang, loves to read, and always likes to speak and act spontaneously. He didn't feel anything about the fact that he couldn't summon the boy with prestige this time, but the others inevitably had various ideas.

If he was happy with this eccentric master, he could stoop to the Tai Academy to be a library manager, or he could snatch the burden of carrying dung on the street at any time and send it to the ground in one go.

Whether it is the place where pigs are killed and sold for meat in Chang'an, or in the bookstore restaurant, or in the boat where the women pick lotus, under the shade of the wood-chopping trees, and in the tent of the dyeing workshop, he can always be seen.

The god came mysteriously, babbling something that no one else could understand, and then drifting away like the wind.

No one knows who he is, but he enjoys it.

At this time, Chen Wangbo glanced at that place again, thinking that this young man really didn't give face, the old man had just praised Haikou, and the autumn wind screen didn't even move you, it was really a stubborn stone!"

He didn't feel embarrassed in front of the two Heavenly Sword Sect juniors, but became more and more curious about who that kid was.

With his cultivation, with a slight movement of his mind, he didn't need to use his vitality at all to identify the young man, but he didn't do that.

"I'm an old man, why should I bully a junior in the realm?" this is the master's most simple idea.

Besides, he has developed a strong interest in Zhuo Zangfeng, since you kid has a big shelf and doesn't sell old men and old faces, then I'll play with you and see how long you can last.

This time, it was the turn of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the two of them to appear.

Tan Taoan and Zhu Xiaoque once chatted with the senior brother in the sect, and heard that the master had a book called "Sword Product", which was extremely profound about the world's famous swords, so they were eager to try, relying on Chen Wangbo to have some relationship with the Heavenly Sword Sect, and this senior was not bad-tempered, so he pestered the master to borrow books every day.

I didn't borrow the book today, but I encountered this incident caused by Zhuo Zangfeng.

The master looked at the two, and Tan Taoan asked very knowingly: "Sir, let's go and see who is so rude! If you can't come with good words, I will beat him all the way." ”