Gazebo.

"It's shameless, a monk from Shaolin Temple is wearing such a gorgeous pair of pants, I'm afraid that when you chant the Buddha, you are thinking of a woman instead of the Buddha, right?"

Bao Wei stroked his beard and deliberately joked.

"Hahahaha, it's a hobby with my old style!"

The turmoil is also fanning the flames on the side.

"Third Brother Bao, Fourth Brother Feng, what are you talking about?!

Wang Yuyan glanced at Bao Wei and the turmoil with a red face, and hid behind Murong Fu shyly.

"Alright!

At this moment, Murong Fu straightened his face, glared at his two subordinates, and turned his head to look at Xiao Jun, who was still standing on top of the pavilion.

"Since Your Excellency has become a monk in Shaolin Temple, then the six roots should be pure, and there are no distracting thoughts in your heart, why are you so frivolous and don't know the general situation!

Murong Fu looked at Xiao Jun coldly and said dissatisfied.

"The Buddha said: color is emptiness, and emptiness is color. The highest state of Buddhism is that wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart! Amitabha Buddha. ”

Xiao Jun clasped his hands together and said seriously. It seems that it is still somewhat useful to watch too many TV movies, whether you understand it or not, you can fool two sentences, at least it is still possible to fool people in this era.

"What nonsense! You just ran into my cousin, apologize immediately! Otherwise, the sword in my hand will not let you go!"

Murong Fu waved his hand disdainfully and said, ready to make a move.

"Whether it's your sword or your cheapness, it's not my opponent!"

Xiao Jun snorted coldly, shook his head and said.

"Then compare and compare! I'd like to see what you've learned from Wuyazi!"

Before the words fell, Murong Fu had already suddenly jumped up, and in the blink of an eye, he had already swept in front of Xiao Jun, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out hard, heading straight for Xiao Jun's chest!

"Cousin, be merciful!"

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan hurriedly dissuaded loudly.

But it was too late.

Immediately afterwards, a strange scene stunned everyone, including Murong Fu! I saw Xiao Jun, who was originally standing motionless on the top of the pavilion, suddenly dodged Murong Fu's long sword, and then slammed out a palm and slapped it directly at Murong Fu's face!

Murong Fu was startled, feeling a strong palm wind rushing towards him, and he didn't have time to hesitate, so he hurriedly waved a palm and greeted him.

With a muffled snort, I saw that Murong Fu was directly shocked by Xiao Jun's palm and lost his center of gravity, and fell straight to the ground!

"Cousin!"

Seeing this, Wang Yuyan screamed.

Bao Wei and the turmoil didn't think much about it, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Murong Fu, who had landed.

"Murong Fu, Lao Tzu doesn't have time to play with you, wait for Lao Tzu to become the first in the world and come to you to settle accounts!"

"Sister Yu Yan, don't follow that unkind and unrighteous thing, you will be someone else's daughter-in-law sooner or later!"

As the two voices came, I saw that Xiao Jun, who was originally standing on the pavilion, had already run down the mountain in a puff of smoke, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"This monk is so fast!"

"This kid's internal strength is actually ...... than that of Childe"

Bao Wei and Feng Bo were singing and discussing, but before they finished speaking, they saw Murong Fu glaring at them with a gloomy face, and hurriedly swallowed back the words that followed.

"Senior sister, what kind of kung fu did this kid use just now, why doesn't it look like Shaolin's martial arts?"

Murong Fu frowned, turned his head to look at Wang Yuyan, and asked in a deep voice.

"Cousin, this little master doesn't know martial arts at all, he just has unfathomable internal strength, and the palm just now was also waved by him at will, and there are no moves at all. ”

Wang Yuyan shook her head and said affirmatively.

"Everyone else has ridden to the head of my Gusu Murong family, and you are still screaming like a little master, don't you really want to be someone else's daughter-in-law?"

Murong Fu said, snorted coldly, and strode down the mountain. In his heart, he already hated Xiao Jun to the core, and he didn't expect that he would be defeated by a nobody in Shaolin Temple.

"Cousin, I don't have ......"

Wang Yuyan hurriedly followed aggrievedly, wanting to explain, but she didn't know what to say.

......

Xiao Jun, who slipped into the small town at the foot of the mountain, was thirsty and hungry, and when he saw a restaurant on the street, he walked in quickly without hesitation.

"Guest officer, please!"

With a smile on his face, the shopkeeper took Xiao Jun to a freshly cleaned table and sat down.

"Fish-flavored shredded pork, Kung Pao chicken, a bowl of rice, and a bottle of Pepsi!"

Xiao Jun kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, and said loudly while looking at the street.

He was also worried that Murong Fu would catch up, after all, he didn't know anything now, and if he really fought, he might not be Murong Fu's opponent.

"Guest, I didn't understand what you were talking about, we don't seem to have what you want here. ”

Shopkeeper looked at Xiao Jun blankly, and said with a wry smile.

"!"

As soon as he heard the words of the shopkeeper, Xiao Jun realized that he had already crossed over, and couldn't help patting his head.

"Then two catties of beef and a pot of wine!"

Xiao Jun thought about it, imitated the plot he saw on TV, and said with a wave of his hand.

"Huh?!"

Listening to Xiao Jun's words, the shopkeeper was even more confused. The surrounding diners also turned their heads to look at Xiao Jun and opened their mouths in surprise.

"What do you see! I've never seen a monk eat meat and drink wine! Lao Tzu is afraid of the heat, so he deliberately shaved his head, no!?"

Xiao Jun stared impatiently at those who were looking at him, and said loudly.

"Okay!"

The shopkeeper hesitated, looked at Xiao Jun, who didn't look like a monk no matter how he looked, nodded and walked to the back kitchen.

Soon, the shopkeeper brought the beef and wine.

At this moment, eight people appeared on the street, walking in a hurry, all of them looking angry, as if they were looking for someone, and kept looking at the shops on both sides of the street.

"Phew!"

Xiao Jun just took a sip of wine, and before he could swallow it, he directly opened his mouth and spit it on the ground.

"What kind of wine is this? Why is it so unpleasant? It's not as good as Erguotou!"

Xiao Jun made a bitter face, threw the wine jug on the table, and said with a disgusted face, wiping the wine stains on his mouth as he spoke.

The eight people who were looking on the street looked at the restaurant with the voice, and happened to see Xiao Jun's right hand wiping his mouth, and couldn't help but be shocked at the same time, glanced at each other, and walked into the restaurant quickly.

"Hangu Bayou meets the head uncle!"

The eight people were divided into two rows, knelt on the ground at the same time, and bowed in unison to Xiao Jun, who had just stuffed the beef into his mouth.

Xiao Jun was stunned all of a sudden, looking at the seven men and one woman who suddenly knelt in front of him, and was stunned.

What's the situation? Hachiyu Hanya? There's no such thing on TV......

After a while, the elders will be divided?

Who is it?