In the spring breeze of the royal street, Sun Ji noodle stall.

"What's wrong?"

Xie Chenyuan saw that Wuqiu didn't move his chopsticks, and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, there are two more troublesome people in the stall."

Forget Qiu lowered the scabbard behind her back to the side of the table.

"What's the panic, is it possible that the monk dares to kill in Jingle."

Forget the feather clothes and eat the phoenix claws that Boss Sun came up, with a purely worried expression of his brother.

"Two people can walk on the border of Jingle with great swagger, and neither the people of Jingle nor Wutian will not check this, if you are a master of one floor, then the two people at the stall are several stories high." There was a hint of jealousy in Forget Qiu's words.

"No, big brother, let's just eat noodles, this kind of hundred-story building is still a dragon and can't see the end of the dragon What are you doing here, idle."

Forget Yuyi hurriedly wiped the oil and spicy juice from the corners of his mouth.

"Something's wrong? Want to help? ”

With a full hiccup, Ying Ruoli asked directly after taking a deep breath.

"The dragon tooth bracelet on the wrist is hidden, the monk loves to transform and collect demons, the purple gold bowl in his hand is not simple, in addition, the sword in the hand of the green-shirted Taoist priest is also extraordinary, if it is not necessary, don't provoke."

Forget Qiu handed a bowl of noodles to Ying Ruoli and motioned for her to continue eating noodles.

"Brother Forget, why don't you let me lead Xiaoyue and the girl in the feather coat first?"

Bai Qiuran, who recognized the origin of the two people at the stall and their feet, couldn't stop the soles of her feet and began to slip.

Good guy, really his grandmother is a top master of more than a hundred floors, and he has to kneel down and kowtow when Da Luo Zhun Sheng comes over.

I don't know if this little Sun Ji noodle stall has more in a short period of time, and so many masters above the level of Da Luo will collapse on the spot.

"Look at you like that, aren't there two peerless masters who have transcended the Three Realms and not entered the Five Elements, and the villains in the market and the dignitaries have not looked up and looked down, and those who should come will always come, and they really can't dodge."

As an ant, she was very self-aware, and saw that Wu Qiu and Xie Chenyuan didn't move much, and when she thought that the purple-robed old Taoist not far away was still sitting in the stall, thinking that there was always a tall person under the sky, her heart settled down inexplicably, and she was still so fragrant.

"Brother Xuan, it's going to be fine."

Seeing that the atmosphere present was a little dignified, Bai Xiaoyue was a little afraid to eat the noodles in the bowl.

"This dried shrimp tastes good with vinegar, the shell will help you peel it, eat it first."

Seeing that the yellow-clothed monk and the green-shirted Taoist priest were at the stall one after the other, Forget Qiu just lowered his head and peeled shrimp for Bai Xiaoyue.

"Donor, the poor monk has come from afar, I don't know if I can give up some plain noodles to taste."

The yellow-clothed monk bowed slightly towards Boss Sun, his kind eyebrows and eyes full of politeness.

"If you are young and have good hands and feet, how can you reach out and ask for food? Find a job to support yourself as soon as possible, if I am a good man and a woman, I can't do it, I don't have a plain face, and I will get out of the acquaintance. ”

Scattering the flour with both hands, for the wandering monk who begs for white food, as a Jingle person, Boss Sun, who firmly believes that every hard work and a harvest, looks down on this kind of people who always want to get something for nothing.

"Amitabha, the poor monk does not take plain noodles in vain, and this time he is willing to recite a Mahayana sutra for the benefactor."

Seeing that a nail was touched, the yellow-robed monk was still good at talking and discussing.

"What's the matter, listening to you recite a few words of the Mao Jing can still make my green onion dipping sauce more enjoyable, it's crooked, don't block Lao Tzu's wealth."

Boss Sun waved his hand impatiently.

"Amitabha, in the end, it is a fateless, and I don't know that this scripture is precious, the year before last in Xiniu Hezhou, Ah Ao, Jia Ye went down the mountain to recite the true scriptures and still received three buckets and three liters of gold grains from others, I still think they are cheap, and now it is not beautiful to ask for plain noodles to provoke the donor to speak ill of the donor."

The yellow-robed monk looked at Boss Sun, and his eyes were a little more compassionate.

"Yo~ This is talking about the gods and Buddhas again, that person is also a kind of resentment in the world, and it is better to sell two baked cakes and meat to fill your stomach if you have that spare money."

Aunt Wang of the fruit water shop stepped on the threshold of her house, watching the excitement and not thinking that it was a big deal, and she was angry at the monks in the distance.

"The most unpleasant thing in my life is chanting sutras and chanting Buddha, and with that idle time, it is enough for me to earn a few baskets of gold."

The shopkeeper of Wanjia Restaurant was holding a palm of melon seeds, and his face was disdainful.

"Shamen has a saying that put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, the Sprinkle family thinks that the effect of listening to the scriptures is too slow, why not kill the Buddha and then put down the butcher's knife, and then become a Buddha from now on?"

Not far away, Zhang Butcher inserted the bloodletting pig-killing knife into the board, and at this moment, his eyes had a trace of blood, and the body of the person on the desk was a leopard, and the blood of the strange beasts with ox ears dried up.

"It is said that the bottomless boat is good for all sentient beings, but the little old man is ignorant, I don't know if the Buddha's golden boat has a bottom or a bottomless?"

Zhao Yufu, who was passing by, asked curiously with a mouth of white teeth, and behind the fish basket he was carrying, a He Luo Yi fish with a song and ten bodies was lying on the fish basket and looked directly at the yellow-robed monk.

The neighbors spoke a lot, and most of them were yin and yang, and Rao is yellow-robed monk couldn't help but frown.

Taking three steps back, holding a bowl in one hand and saluting in the other, the monk just sighed compassionately: "Amitabha, why are your benefactors so angry, you have heard for a long time that Dongsheng Shenzhou, respecting heaven and earth, and being refreshed and calm, and now the poor monk has come from afar, but he has been slandered, why is this?" ”

"What's the matter, you are not allowed to say two swear words on your own territory, don't say that you are a monk, even if your family is the king of heaven, Lao Tzu can't manage it so wide, don't ask for food here, there are already rules in the royal city, and it is strictly forbidden to beg in the streets and alleys!"

Monk Xu has been standing in front of his stall and is obsessed, and Boss Sun, who is holding a broom and preparing to drive people away, has a look of deep hatred in his eyes.

"Anyway, the tongue is fierce, right and wrong are evil, even if the poor monk has eight mouths, he can't resist the natural prejudice, and now I'm afraid that if he doesn't leave, he won't be able to do it, disturbing the purity of your donors, and the poor monk will take the first step."

The yellow-robed monk who knew that it was difficult to preach shook his head and smiled, and the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, who was chasing him not far away, was watching his jokes, so he could only stop seeing this group of uncivilized barbarians for the time being.

The yellow-robed monk left in the yin and yang of the neighbors, but the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi did not chase and kill the yellow-robed monk again, but went straight to the stall and pressed a ten copper coin on the desk.

"A bowl of beef offal noodles, thank you."

The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, who is very disciplined, said.

"Isn't this it, in the end, a foreign monk is not sensible."

Seeing that the master who could pay for it came, Boss Sun, who changed his face quickly, had a hint of joy on his face.

Seeing that under Boss Sun's hand, the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi walked into the stall with his sword scabbard in his hand, and casually found a place to sit down, and that position happened to be at the adjacent table of Wuqiu and others.

The purple-robed old Taoist and the old Jiang looked at each other, and they were a little more wary of this uninvited Taoist priest in Tsing Yi.

"Dao Chief, do you see where the other party is calling?"

It is suspected that this Tsing Yi Taoist priest may be the old man of the Jiang family who has changed the body of a saint.

The purple-robed old man glanced at the old man of the Jiang family, and just dipped his chopsticks in the water and wrote the word "intercept" on the wooden table.

At this moment, the Taoist priest in Tsing Yi looked at the adjacent table and forgot the autumn, his sharp sword eyebrows raised slightly, and the sword in his hand continued to tremble in the scabbard.

"Something?"

Forget the autumn peeling the shrimp shell, the attitude is lazy and relaxed.

"Poor Xu Ji, I don't know your honorable name."

The Taoist priest clenched his fists, and his words were quite gentle.

"Forget the autumn, the word is too mysterious."

Forget Qiu put the dried shrimp in Bai Xiaoyue's bowl and laughed.