A young man sat on the seat in the middle of the hall, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "Old Liu, I hope you don't make any more extraneous branches, lest anything happens, I can't protect you!" ”

"Boss, I'm also here to explore the wind for you, to see if that place is suitable for you, and I didn't think of anything else, but who knew that someone suddenly came out to look for death."

"I really don't blame me for this, I'm not interested in the death of an ant, but this ant wants to bite me, although I can't bite back, but it's not too much to step on it, right?"

"Old Liu, this matter has made the son unhappy, if the son is unhappy, I won't be happy, I'm not happy, you will die, you know?"

The man named Liu Lao put away his previous disdain, stood there respectfully, and returned very seriously: "Yes." ”

"I also hope that nothing else will come out, and then let me nod my head, I tell you, we are here to repay the favor this time, and I don't mind having a few fewer people during this time."

"It's one thing that no one cares about us now, but if you annoy others and attract people behind you, then I won't give others a head at will because of this kind of!"

"Yes!"

"This kind of thing, it's good to appear once, and if it happens again in the future, don't blame me, the boss, for being ruthless."

"Yes."

"Is the old place all cleaned up now? Don't forget that although the other party is already old, the martial arts that imply a body are still there, if the boat capsizes in the gutter and is traced here, whoever is good will go out and fill the hole by himself! ”

"Yes."

After the young man finished speaking, he began to laugh and said: "Okay, okay, now that the business is over, don't be so restrained now, after all, it's all business, and there is really no way, so you have to pay attention." ”

These people all smiled bitterly, and did not dare to say anything else, and a man with a knife asked, "Boss, when are we going to act?" ”

"What's the hurry? Don't you see that now is the cusp? If it weren't for Gongzi to protect us, we would have been arrested by the Wuwei people a long time ago. ”

"Just a few rookies want to catch us, it's a fool's dream!"

I don't know who said this in the crowd, and suddenly everyone burst into laughter, and they actually stopped for a while.

"Although I don't know what the situation is now, but it is obviously not suitable for us to use our hands, there is no news from the benefactor now, if we do things ourselves, we will definitely annoy the benefactor."

"You're right, we're going to stand still now!"

Now there are still people in the capital who are being arrested, some people are pleading, some people are collecting money, and some people are even watching the play, and there are still a lot of people watching the play, including our Jingzhao Yin Cao Yan Bing Cao.

Lord Cao is resting again today, Jingzhao Yin Mansion? He won't go, even his own mansion, he hasn't been back for a long time, since he heard that the five guards in the capital began to hunt down the murderer, Cao Yanbing hid in a temple on the mountain early.

said that it was rest, but in fact it was an escape, even if it was a mess in the capital now, it had nothing to do with him Cao Yanbing, after all, now he was ordered to rest, but no one could come to him.

Even if he had, he had already made a plan, that is, to use his friend to go out to top the pot, and now the value of his friend was immediately displayed.

This temple is located in the mountains where the moat originated, and it is a rare place in the capital where not many people come under the guise of playing, and they are all some devout pilgrims.

Those who were curious or inquisitive were ashamed to enter the temple.

It is very rare to think that people like Cao Yanbing are cheeky enough to come in to hide from the troubles of the world.

The presiding officer of the temple heard that he was a monk who was called the Nail Palace Master, and I heard that he was already more than 100 years old, except for the emperor who had not seen the founding emperor of Dacheng, he had the honor to see other emperors.

Cao Yanbing didn't take all this seriously, he was still more than a hundred years old, and he even saw the successive emperors of Dacheng, these things he didn't dare to think about.

With a piece of dim sum in his mouth that he didn't know where he begged, looking at those who came to burn incense, Cao Yanbing snorted coldly in his heart: "It's better to spend money for comfort, it's better to use the money to buy something to eat." ”

"The donor is really good Yaxing."

Suddenly, a monk appeared in front of Cao Yanbing, which startled Cao Yanbing, and then swallowed the piece of dim sum in his hand.

"I... That one... Just come out and enjoy the scenery. ”

Cao Yanbing had heard rumors that some temples would throw those insincere pilgrims out of the temple, so he finally found a quiet place to be kicked out because of this kind of thing.

After returning to the mansion and seeing Cui Yongfu, he didn't have the face to talk to Cui Yongfu about these things.

"Don't worry about it, the old man didn't think about driving the donor down the mountain."

"Huh?"

Cao Yanbing was seen through what he was thinking, and he didn't know how to go back, scratched his head, and said, "The weather seems to be pretty good today." ”

The monk already had a gray beard, but the whole person did not give people a feeling of old age, but made Cao Yanbing feel that the old monk had a happy state of mind.

The old monk looked into the distance and said, "Yes, the weather seems to be good. ”

The old monk did not leave, but sat beside Cao Yanbing, looking at the same distance as him.

The two of them sat on a half-cliff on the hill behind the temple, behind which was a stone path, and next to the road there was a place where people could rest.

It is cleverly designed, and not far below is the temple's Daxiong Treasure Hall, from which you can overlook the temple, and even see the capital and several acropolis in the distance.

The view is excellent, and with the mountain breeze blowing, you can feel a trace of peace.

"Abbot, you..."

"The donor doesn't need to ask when the old man will leave, the donor just treats me as a breeze in the mountains."

Cao Yanbing's head was full of black lines, and then his throat was a little swallowed just now, and he wanted to cough, but this bald man was still by his side, so he couldn't make a move for a while.

This old monk seemed to know something, and he was very intimate with a water bag on the ground.

Cao Yanbing didn't care about anything else, now he just felt uncomfortable choking, so he directly took the water bag over, and then drank all the water in it with a grunt, and stretched his waist with satisfaction.

"Thank you, old bald.. Head monk. ”

The monk didn't listen to his words, but said, "How is this scenery?" ”

"The scenery is good, but it's a pity that I'm not a person who appreciates the scenery."

"I see that the donor is a little confused about the future, why not go to the temple and burn a few incense sticks?"

Cao Yanbing smiled and didn't want to answer, go burn incense? That's to burn money, although he can spend money in other aspects, but in the aspect of not wanting, he is a typical iron rooster.

"Isn't this thing sincere?"

"Oh? The donor doesn't believe in Buddhism? ”

Cao Yanbing felt the rather stressful gaze from the old monk, and began to look away, "Ah, the sun is really hot today, I think I'd better go back and rest." ”

"Donor, I heard that you...."

Before he finished listening to the monk, Cao Yanbing hurriedly ran towards the temple and didn't dare to linger.

At this time, a one-eyed old man walked down the road on the mountain, looked at the old monk and said, "Nail Palace Bald, what are you looking at?" ”

"Look at the variety of life."

", no one wants to guess dumb riddles with you, let's say, what's the reason for coming back this time?"

Master Dinggong, the host of this Hongyuan Temple, looked at the distant capital at this time and said: "This time I came back to see when it started and when it fell; When to separate, when to reunite. ”

"I haven't seen you for two years, and you've become a riddler?"

This person is Mo Yan, Mo Yan looked at the figure walking down the mountain road and said, "Who is that person?" ”

"This young man is not simple, you can keep an eye on it."

"Oh? I didn't expect that there would be someone who entered the eyes of our old bald donkey. Fan Wei! ”

After Mo Yan finished speaking, a person waiting not far away walked out, it was the Uncle Fan in Xiao Qi's mouth, Fan Wei said respectfully to Mo Yan, "Master." ”

"Go catch up with the young man, do whatever it takes, to be friends with him."

"Yes."

Fan Wei jumped, but he didn't take the usual path, jumped directly from the stand in front of the two people, and then stepped on the roof and landed at the door of the temple.

"Mo Yan, you apprentice is so skilled."

"Oh? The bald donkey who has never been able to speak has said two good words today. ”

"Your apprentice's skills are good, but the tile on the top of my temple.... I don't think there's a crack. ”

"You..."

"And the courtyard wall over there, there seems to be a crack..."

"Nailed palace bald donkey!"

"Don't look at me like that, these are all made by the apprentices themselves, if you don't take a good mountain road, you have to jump down from here, I don't want more from you, it's only three hundred taels!"

"Don't go too far!"

There was a death anger in one of Mo Yan's eyes, and the nail palace seemed to be strange, and he said directly: "Oh, recently, there is not enough food in the temple, and the squatter room for pilgrims is also a little nervous now..."

"Nailed Palace, bald donkey, you just came back from outside!"

The Nail Palace Master patted his yellowed robe and said, "Isn't it that you don't believe me?" ”

Then he walked to Mo Yan's side, and the Nail Palace God patted Mo Yan's shoulder and said, "This person is the noble person of the Seventh Miss you are worried about!" ”

"Good! Deal! ”

"It's a deal."

"I hope you don't lie to me!"

"Amitabha, monks don't speak!"