Gongqi was not angry at all, and said with a smile: "Where is this talking girl? Isn't that all a misunderstanding? Since you say so, I won't stretch out my hand, and you will send him away, girl, how about it?"

Su Yiyue said: "He looks like this, his face is sick, and he has a big tumor on his cheek, maybe there will be epidemics." That fang, too, was dirty and disgusting. If you don't stretch out your hand, why should I stretch out?"

He called the acquaintance and said, "Doesn't he want to stay overnight?" You can find him a small room, and if there is no guest room, even a firewood room. Those who study Buddhism pay attention to bad clothes and bad food, do not eat at noon, and only sit and do not sleep, so we will fulfill him, and we will not spend more than two bowls of rice every day. When I'm free, I'll see how patient and determined he is. After speaking, Tong Gongqi went down the mountain.

The acquaintance was overjoyed, and came over to Chu Qingliu and said, "Sick head, you still have the ability, in the end, you can be regarded as living in." Don't pretend, get up and come with me, you were scared enough just now, right?" Su Yiyue said that Toutuo was sick, and this acquaintance added a sick word to the word Toutuo, but he was also a clever character.

Chu Qingliu got up without a word, entered the mountain gate with Zhike, zigzagged through many courtyards and lanes, and entered a big firewood house, it seems that he really obeyed Miss Su's instructions. The man turned back and brought a middle-aged Taoist, and also brought two coarse porcelain bowls, one large and one small, a pair of bamboo chopsticks, and a bamboo board, with a pattern printed on it, and said: "This is the bowl and chopsticks Zhai card, if you lose one, you don't have to eat." When you hear the drums, you follow everyone to the dining hall to eat, and if you go early, you can't eat, and if you go late, you can't eat, so you have to be hungry. Anyway, you Buddhists talk about not eating at noon, and you are used to being hungry, so you shouldn't feel embarrassed. Chu Qingliu was not impatient with living in a firewood room and making fun of this acquaintance, but felt a little interesting.

Zhike said: "You just have to live here, our Miaoyi Guan family has a great cause, and we are not afraid of making you poor." One day, Miss Su suddenly remembered that you were coming, I will greet you again, you wait patiently, that's it. But there is one thing, you can't run around, if something happens, even if the emperor of Dali comes, he can't save you. "Let's go, leave the middle-aged Taoist behind.

The man got some soft grass and sat against the wall on the left side of the door, staring straight at Chu Qingliu with his eyes. Chu Qingliu said: "Dao Chief, are you a guard?" Where did the Dao man pay attention to him? He didn't even move his neck.

It was noon, and a light drum sounded, and the caretaker said, "It's time to eat." After Chu Qingliu took the dishes and chopsticks and went out, he followed behind, and gave instructions all the way to the dining hall.

Fetching food and finding a seat, as well as all kinds of rules, are all guided by that Taoist, which saves a lot of trouble.

The hall is spacious, with more than 100 Taoists seated, and it is not crowded. Chu Qingliu took the dried rice and vegetables, sat there and ate slowly, full of hope that the master might come. The man didn't urge him, and after eating the rice in his bowl, he opened his eyes and watched Chu Qingliu rubbing.

After all the Daoists finished eating, the fireman started to clean up, and Chu Qingliu really couldn't delay any longer, so he had to leave. From the beginning to the end, not only did he not see his master, but he also didn't see Gongqi, Weiyuanren and Huzi, and he didn't see a Taoist or a fireworker to send food out.

It seems that in this Taoist temple, there is also a distinction between the high and the low. When you have dinner again in the evening, you might as well take the opportunity to have a seizure and make a temptation, maybe you can lure Master out.

After lunch, the Taoist sent Chu Qingliu back to the firewood room, and another middle-aged Taoist came, replacing the original Taoist person. This Taoist moved his companion's soft grass to the right side of the door to sit, still not moving, and looked at Chu Qingliu with his eyes wide open.

Chu Qingliu endured until dinner, and the dinner was monitored by this Taoist, and Chu Qingliu was escorted to the dining hall. Even the greens were gone for dinner, and there were only pickle sticks. Chu Qingliu had something in his heart, and the more he ate, the more difficult it was to swallow, he stretched out his hand to push away the rice bowl, slapped the case with his palm, and sighed: "On weekdays, I open my mouth and close my mouth, it seems that it is all coaxing nonsense." It turns out that they are all the same philistines and evil, and the same guests who come are treated differently. ”

All the Taoists still sat upright to eat, no one said anything, and no one left their seats, and in the dining hall, they heard the creaking sound of biting the vegetable strips.

Chu Qingliu has already attacked, and there is no reason to retreat. He stood up angrily and said: "The master of Wu Zhuang in Wanghaizhuang and the Gongqi Gong Shaoxia of Kunlun Mountain are all human beings, why don't they have to eat these pickle strips?" took out a gold leaf, shook it a few times, and said: "I am also rich, Toutuo must be poor? You first take out the good vegetarian food, I don't eat it, that's my Toutuo's duty, don't take it out, but you're wrong." ”

The first Taoist leader slowly got up, glanced at all the Taoist priests, and walked away. All the Daoists, regardless of whether they had finished eating or not, all left their seats and followed the Dao Leader Yuguan out of the dining hall without even looking at Chu Qingliu.

In the dining hall, there was a young Taoist priest who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and the Taoist who was guarding the hall was sitting opposite Chu Qingliu. The caretaker said softly: "Shuangsong, take the dishes and chopsticks of this Toutuo, wash them and send them to the firewood room---- don't spoil the grain." ”

The young Taoist stopped what he was doing and bowed down to answer, "Follow the instructions of the master." "Step towards Chu Qingliu.

It didn't matter whether Chu Qingliu ate this bowl of rice or not, and the middle-aged Taoist's sentence "Don't spoil the grain" was also said calmly and soothingly, without any sarcasm, it was not as if he was saying that the head in front of him was not worthy of eating, Chu Qingliu still felt extremely harsh. Seeing that the young Taoist was already approaching, he leaned over and grabbed a bowl of rice in his left hand, smiling slightly, as if to say, "If you want the dishes and chopsticks, then you can take them from my hand." ”

Miaoyiguan is very famous, but it is not necessarily like the Shaolin Temple back then, among the people who carry water and burn the fire, there are many capable people. If Chu Qingliu hadn't lost his internal strength, he wouldn't have been so breathless, he would have to snatch the bowl first, which is called how much capital he has, and how much business he can do.

Shuangsong approached and bowed. said: "Please also ask the Taoist friends to return the dishes and chopsticks, I will wash them and send them back to you, it's not too early, don't delay Xiaodao to do the evening class." Chu Qingliu left the table and chair, came to the empty field, and said, "If you want it, then come and get it." "Stay away from the middle-aged Taoist, if he wants to do anything, there will be a lot of inconvenience.

Shuangsong was helpless, looked at the middle-aged Taoist, and called "Uncle Shi", and the middle-aged Taoist nodded slightly. Shuangsong saluted Chu Qingliu again and said, "Offended." "The right arm is half raised, the left hand is stabbed forward, and Chu Qingliu's left shoulder is grabbed. Chu Qingliu took the rice bowl with his left hand, his right arm was separated from each other, and he was extremely powerless, so he could only turn to the left in order to show his right arm, and he couldn't care about it, and his chest was about to be exposed.

Shuangsong didn't advance when he was empty, his footsteps turned quickly, and he stepped behind Chu Qingliu, his right hand became a claw to clasp Chu Qingliu's throat, and his left hand turned into a palm to point at Chu Qingliu's back heart, and a foot had reached between Chu Qingliu's legs, locking his steps. The back of the person is covered with big holes, and if he hits him anywhere, he will be seriously injured.

This pair of pine is at most seventeen or eighteen years old, as soon as he makes a move, from the tip of his hand to his heel, the whole body is as strict as the same, fast as the wind but does not need to pull out much of the posture, and it can be used between square inches. Chu Qingliu's chest and abdomen were helpless, and he didn't intend to lure the enemy, but he could turn a blind eye and turn to attack the enemy's back, this old spicy and steady was even more rare.

Chu Qingliu's footsteps were not good, he couldn't rush forward, let alone dodge sideways, and in desperation, he raised his hand and sprinkled the rice in his hand along his shoulders behind him, relying on the rice to temporarily block the momentum of Shuangsong. He took the opportunity to pounce on the ground, kicked and flipped over twice, then stood up, shone the empty bowl to Shuangsong, and said, "You lost." In the eyes of Shuangsong and the middle-aged Taoist, he thought that he should be dragging mud and water, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't look like him.

Shuangsong thought that he would even throw the bowl out, so he had to dodge sideways, and he originally planned to come back after retreating, so that Chu Qingliu had a chance to take advantage of it, who would have thought that the bowl was still in his hand?

Chu Qingliu said: "I can wash this bowl myself, so I don't need to work long." "Go over and pick up the bamboo chopsticks, turn around and leave. Behind him, Shuangsong said: "Uncle Shi, the disciple is incompetent, and he has ruined a bowl of good rice. ”

The middle-aged Taoist said softly: "It's not that it's incompetent or wasteful, just when this head has been eaten in the stomach, that is, don't forget to clean it up." Chu Qingliu couldn't help but laugh when he heard this.

He made trouble at the mountain gate and the hall, and he was not afraid that the Taoists would not come to him. Just looking at the skills of that Shuangsong, you can know that no one of these two middle-aged Taoists can deal with it. Tomorrow morning, you might as well find an excuse to leave, change your appearance and start all over again.

Since Su Yiyue left a message, saying that he wanted to test his concentration, the Taoists might not be willing to let him go, but Miao Yiguan was a grand view after all, not a black hole in a thief's den, so it might not force him to leave. If they really want to use force, they can take the opportunity to make a fuss, and use red and white to put down a few of them, and they are not afraid of ignoring the old master and not coming out to see him.

Chu Qingliu's plan has been decided, he untied his waist knife, found a place to put his head to sleep, and didn't even practice Jing 2 Gong. Early the next morning, after the morning bell rang, the fireman entered the room to get firewood, Chu Qingliu got up, rubbed his eyes, took his waist knife, and said to the middle-aged Taoist: "Since the threshold of Guiguan is too high, it only accepts characters such as the owner and the young man, and my head Tuo is not here to be an eyesore, so I will leave, and ask the Taoist to take me out." ”

The middle-aged Taoist didn't keep it, but said, "It's okay." "Lead the way in front of the head, lead Chu Qingliu to the original path of yesterday, twists and turns, and walk towards the corner gate.

Getting closer and closer to the corner gate, seeing that there were only twenty or thirty steps left, someone behind him shouted: "Wen Dao is long, please stay, I have a few words to say in Xia Gongqi." Natoutuo, please stay too. ”

Since he had already nominated and called, Chu Qingliu was not good to go again, so he stopped immediately, but he did not look back.

Gongqi stepped forward quickly, greeted Wen Daochang, and said: "Wen Daochang, just now I got out of bed, Miss Su called someone to pass the word, let me come to the East Courtyard, take this Toutuo to the lecture hall, she has something to ask." ”

Wen Dao Chang was not surprised or pleased, and said, "It's okay." Xiang Chu Qingliu said: "You might as well go over with Gong Shaoxia, and after you finish speaking, someone will naturally send you out." After that, Xiang Gongqi hugged his fists slightly and left.

If she can go elsewhere, even if she wants to see that Su Yiyue again, even if she really wants to use a swarm of ants to test her concentration, this is finally a turnaround, no matter what, it is better than letting someone lock her up in the firewood room. Chu Qingliu had no reluctance in his heart, but his face was very impatient, and he said lazily: "Since someone wants to see me, then lead the way." You Hengshan, don't you rarely see Toutuo?"

Gongqi said: "I am from the Kunlun faction, and I came to this Hengshan, just like you, I am also a guest." ”

Chu Qingliu said: "I am a wicked guest, you are a Yake, how can I be the same as you?" I heard that Miss Su said that her uncle had killed a few of you, you should have had a good time, how could you still be friends?"

Gongqi said: "If you kill my people, I will go and kill your people to take revenge, and if you kill my people again, what is the use of killing and killing like this? ”

Chu Qingliu said: "It is worthy of being a young man, and the fruit is extraordinary." ”

The two of them were talking, and they came to the door of the seminary.