The monk who quit drinking was blinded, he didn't believe the answer given by Dowling at all, although he had not seen Dowling's skills, but he had not hurt Dowling with his efforts before, indicating that Dowling's strength would not be too weak.

The carriage was moving slowly on the official road, and both of them were idle, so they were not in a hurry to hurry.

"There's a county town ahead, let's go there and rest." Dowling said as he raised his horsewhip and pointed into the distance.

"Yes, Brother Dao can decide." The monk who quit drinking clasped his hands and said politely.

When they entered the county seat, it was getting late, and the two parked the carriage in front of a restaurant.

"Guest officer, Buddha, are you sharpening or staying in the hotel?" The guy from the restaurant greeted him and asked politely.

"Stay in the house and prepare the best forage for the horses." After Dowling gave the order, he walked into the restaurant with a monk who quit drinking.

At this time, it was close to night, and there were many people in the restaurant, so Daolin and the monk found a place by the window and sat down.

Another guy came over with a rag, and after wiping a few handfuls on the table, he asked with a smile, "What do you two need?" ”

"Just two of your best dishes."

"Does the Buddha need to eat?" The guy nodded, then asked.

"No, this Buddha is not taboo in wine and meat." Dowling replied with a smile.

The man glanced at the monk in surprise and left without saying anything.

Dowling looked around, there were four tables of guests in the lobby.

There were four people sitting at a table near the door, who looked like warriors, and they were temporarily called Party A.

Near the stairs on the second floor were also four people, dressed like guards, and temporarily called them Party B.

Next to the door of the backyard was a father and daughter, the woman wearing a veil and couldn't see her face clearly, and the father looked very kind, and temporarily called them Party C.

At the last table, which was closest to them, were two young men, who looked like rich boys, and called them Ding Fang for the time being.

The monk took two bowls, opened the wine gourd, and poured a glass of wine for himself and Dowling.

The aroma of wine overflowed, which immediately attracted the attention of the other four tables.

"Yo, this wine smells good, is it your wine?" The two rich men stood up and walked over, looking at Dowling.

Dowling shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head to indicate that it was a monk who had quit drinking.

"Monk drinking? Isn't this a broken vow? One of the sons propped up the table and teased the monk who quit drinking.

The monk was not angry, and his hands were folded and he was smiling.

"Let's make a price, this wine is for the young master." The other boy took out the money bag from his bosom and threw it on the table.

"This donor, I'm sorry, the little monk doesn't sell this wine, if you want to drink it, I can pour you a bowl." The monk who quit drinking said with a smile at the boy who threw the money.

"C, Young Master Ben took a fancy to your wine, I gave you face, but you didn't want me to give you face. You don't want me to give you face, make me very faceless, do you know? The boy who threw the money said with an unkind face.

"If you don't sell it, you won't sell you, why are there so many things?" Dowling is gone, he looks down on this group of cuppers the most.

"Say it again!" The boy who threw the money stretched out his finger and pointed at Dowling's nose and shouted.

How could Dowling get used to him, he raised his hand and held the man's fingers, and the palm of his hand was slightly forced, and the boy who threw the money screamed in pain.

Seeing that his friend was pinched by the throat of fate, the other son immediately went around, picked up the bench on the side, and turned to Dowling's head without saying a word.

"Amitabha!" A Buddha horn sounded, and a column of water burst out, splashing directly on the face of the man holding the bench, who stumbled under his feet and fell to the side.

"Tell me about you, you don't have any skills and learn from others to make trouble everywhere, we let you drink our own wine if we want you to drink it, if we don't let you drink it, you don't drink it, you are rich and amazing, we have to listen to you if you have money?" Dowling's arm holding the finger of the money-throwing boy swung back and forth, and the boy wailed and followed the swing.

"Let go of me, you let go of me, do you know who I am!" The boy took the time to start talking harshly.

Dowling sneered and said: "There are always idiots like you, let's not talk about who you are, just your temper of looking around, no matter who you are, can your family stand you so badly." ”

The son who fell to the ground on the other side got up at this time, his face was full of wine, and he was sticking out his tongue to lick the wine in his mouth at this time.

"Amitabha, Brother Dao, this benefactor seems to have known that he is wrong, so let him go." The monk who quit drinking recited a Buddha horn and said.

Dao Lin naturally gave face to the monk who quit drinking, and with a strong arm, he threw the money thrower out.

"You're waiting for me!" The boy who threw the money stood up in embarrassment and pointed at the two of them and said.

"Quit drinking, you are just too good-tempered, do you look at people like him, do you seem to know that you are wrong?" Dowling picked up the bowl and drank the wine down.

The monk glanced at Dowling and nodded in agreement with his words.

"Li Yang, come with me, let's go back and call someone!" The boy who threw the money grabbed the bench and was about to walk outside the restaurant, but he didn't pull it when he pulled it, and he couldn't help but look back.

"Delicious! This wine is so delicious! Li Yang looked at the wine gourd on the table with an intoxicated face and said.

"Drink, drink! Drink NM drink! ”

"Wang Kai, you wait, you admit your mistake to the Buddha, let's drink a bowl by ourselves, really, you taste, you have never drunk such a delicious wine." Li Yang raised his hand to get rid of Wang Kai's control, leaned over and said with a hippie smile.

"How? Brother Dao, this Li Shizhu has a very good attitude of admitting mistakes! The monk smiled at Dowling.

Dao Lin ignored him, looked at the menacing Wang Kai, and the meaning was very clear, if you make trouble again, I will beat you.

Wang Kai is now difficult to ride a tiger, and his buddies are so embarrassed that he was stunned for a while.

"This benefactor, why don't you sit down and drink a bowl, how about this matter be revealed?" The monk poured another bowl of wine and pushed it to the table in front of Wang Kai.

Wang Kai looked at the monk who quit drinking, and then looked at Daolin, knowing that these two people were not easy to mess with, so he gasped and picked up the wine bowl and drank it all.

When the wine was in, his eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly understood why his buddy was so attitude, this wine was simply delicious, compared to the good wine he drank before, it was simply swill.

"How? When everyone goes out, harmony is the most important thing, and the two of you don't need to buy my wine, just sit down and drink together. The monk poured a bowl for the two of them again and spoke.

Wang Kai and Li Yang looked at the wine on the table awkwardly, and they felt very uncomfortable for the reckless behavior just now.

"Oh, just now you said aggressively that we won't give you face, and now that you've been invited, are you planning to give us face?" Dowling tapped the table and said.

The two people who were standing glanced at each other, hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted, and naturally sat down.