Joy Inn.

Li Qing was sitting at a table, and next to Li Qing was Cui Si standing at the moment.

"Young master, why did he find so many monks?" Cui Si was asking a question that everyone was puzzled about, this flower monk should be very smart?

"He is indeed very smart, he is a very smart flower monk," Li Qing did not have wine in his hand, he held a cup of tea.

Cui Si didn't continue to ask, he was waiting for Li Qing's explanation.

"What is the best way for a bald person to escape?" Li Qing asked.

"I don't know?" Cui Si was a little puzzled, did this flower monk want to run away?

If a person wants to escape, his methods will definitely be strange, and he will definitely use methods that others can't think of to cover his whereabouts.

"A bald head, only mixed in a group of bald heads, you must not find him," Li Qing smiled.

Li Qing immediately stopped his smile again, he thought about the shadow's words, these monks are fake monks, they are already dead.

The clever Shadow and the Grim Lonely have discovered the secret, and they have begun to guard against the Flower Monk's plans.

A group of monks, no one pays attention, but when there is only one monk, everyone will pay attention, because his big bald head is a clear sign.

Cui Si understood Monk Hua's intentions, this person had already discovered the flaws he had left behind, and the method he thought of was indeed very special.

At this moment, Cui Si saw a person walking into the Yuelai Inn, this is a shadow,

This person was supposed to stay in the ruined temple, but now that this person has come to the Yuelai Inn, this person has brought bad news.

"The flower monk slipped away!" this is the news of the shadow.

"How long?" Li Qing didn't ask why.

"When he's drunk," Shadow said.

"He must have drunk a lot of wine," Li Qing knew how powerful the 'burning knife' was,

"He just finished drinking Su Hai's wine, and he got drunk," Shadow is a little regretful, he must not have drunk Su Hai's 'burning knife'.

Drunk people just like to run around, this truth is known to alcoholics, this is the charm of wine, this is also the most chic moment of alcoholics.

"His feet grow on his body, he wants to go, it's his right," Li Qingyan said. This is the most well-reasoned one.

"He didn't use his feet," Shadow said.

"Can you slip away without using your feet?" Li Qing touched his chin, "Do you use his hands?"

"No, he's riding a donkey, a black donkey," Shadow said.

A man who is drunk and can still remember to find a donkey to ride must not be drunk, he must have planned it for a long time.

"Why didn't you kill him first?" Cui Si really didn't understand.

"Because he's a friend of the Gatekeeper," Shadow's tone was a little gloomy.

Maybe this is the love of friends, no one wants to throw away face, but face sometimes tortures a person who likes to scruple about face

"Look for it now?" Li Qingdao.

"Find a friend first, his news must be reliable," Shadow said.

Li Qing knew who this friend was, and this friend of wine and meat was the most well-informed, he must know the favorite place of this flower monk.

"The door master hopes that you can find Monk Hua, and we can promise you one condition," Shadow said.

"I'll go find this flower monk who slipped away," Li Qing immediately agreed, and he didn't ask for this condition.

"The young master said, how many monks did you kill?" Cui Si asked, he had just learned the news.

The shadow begins to remember!

The shadow carried the sword in his hand, and his sword was in the scabbard, which was made of gold.

The scabbard of the shadow dazzles in the sunlight.

The Shadow's eyes were fixed on a wooden rafter, this rafter was very special, it had three deep finger prints on it, and the finger prints were deeply inserted into this wooden rafter.

"It's such a deep internal force, these three fingers are like iron," the shadow muttered to himself.

"This is not Shaolin's 'Dragon Claw Gong', this is 'Eagle Claw Gong'," a voice came to the shadow's ear.

"Are you sure?" the shadow didn't look up, he was admiring the work.

"I'm pretty sure. The voice continued.

"How can you be sure?" asked Shadow.

"Because this mudra is mine," Shadow looked up, looking for the voice.

"My fingers don't seem to be as fast as your sword," the shadow saw two monks, these were two sturdy young monks, one of whom said that this monk was a little older.

"The sword is in the hand, you need to draw it, but the hand is longer on your arm, the hand is faster," the shadow said, and at this moment the shadow saw a figure.

This figure appeared on the roof of the monastery, and he looked at the two monks with cold eyes, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"This seems to be true, how did I not think of it," said the older monk.

"You're a stupid monk," the younger said.

"He's not a monk, that's why he's stupid," Shadow wanted to laugh a little as he heard the voice of his friend, a friend who liked to be cold.

A figure fell very lightly, like a leaf, and he landed lightly behind the two monks, and the shadow smiled this time.

The two sturdy monks saw the shadow's smile, the shadow's smile was strange, with a mockery in the eccentricity, and the older monk saw a sword, a slender sword.

The sword had pierced the monk's back, the end of the sword was exposed in front of his chest, and the end of the sword was dripping with blood, and the bright red blood was flowing.

This older monk, he didn't believe that this was a sword, his hand had just started to exert force, and his hand had not yet turned into an eagle's claw.

He heard the voice of a person talking, but this person was not a shadow in front of him, he wanted to see the person who spoke as quickly as possible, and he also wanted to use his hands as fast as possible.

But fast and thinking is the difference between a thought, this old monk thinks a little too much, this is his own mistake, the price of the mistake is to see the sword pierced into his chest.

"What a fast sword!" Seeing the end of the sword on his chest, the monk exclaimed, and he closed his eyes helplessly.

The Shadow's sword was already moving, his movements as fast as his own smile, and he didn't want to leave all this opportunity to his friends.

At the same time, Shadow's hand covered a person's mouth, and when the sword pierced the throat of the remaining monk, Shadow's hand had already covered his mouth.

Everything passed quietly in silence, and the temple began to become eerie and cruel.

The shadow saw that the lonely figure had left, and there was no expression on the lonely sallow face, and he didn't even look at the shadow.

The shadow found four more monks, one of the great monks with a broom in his hand, he led three monks, these three monks did not have a broom, they sat on the steps of the temple, and the monks' robes showed their riding boots under their clothes.

The three monks looked at the sword in the shadow hand, the shadow sword was in the hand, his sword was not inserted into the scabbard, and his sword was not dripping with blood.

But the shadow saw that the blood in the eyes of the three monks had begun to rise, this was the instinct of the swordsman, this was also the instinct of a killer, and they had already smelled the smell of blood.

"A hard-working monk shouldn't wear such beautiful boots," Shadow said.

"Are you a shadow?" the sweeping monk paused, he looked up, and he smiled wickedly.

"I am the Shadow," the Shadow's sword slashed with the voice.

"You killed too fast, you should ask them for the reason," Cui Si was a little regretful, he felt that everything came too quickly, and this shadow was like a killer.

When a killer kills someone, he never has a reason, he only knows his mission, and the mission is the reason for the killer.

"I'm going to find my wine and meat friend, and now he should be in the Drunken Immortal Building," Li Qing didn't want to find such a reason, his heart was now thinking about Monk Hua.

Li Qing didn't know how the flower monk slipped away, but he promised Xiao Tear that he would definitely catch this inner ghost flower monk, and this monk would definitely not be able to escape.

This is a condition of exchange, Li Qing agreed very happily, he didn't ask the reason, in Li Qing's heart, this is a condition proposed by a friend.

As long as it is a friend's condition, Li Qing feels very reasonable.

"Li Qing, you're a fool, you're a complete fool," the chubby Su Hai was complaining, and in the private room of the Drunken Immortal Building, Su Hai's eyes looked at Li Qing.

"If you don't see the results, you're leaving?" Su Hai said.

"Monk Hua is his friend, why should I see the result of what happened between their friends?" Li Qing stood by the window.

"If there is no result, you dare to agree to his conditions?" asked Su Hai.

"Hmm!" Li Qingdao.

"What conditions did he put forward?" Su Hai was completely impressed in his heart.

"I don't know?" said Li Qingdao.

Su Hai wanted to get angry again, how did he meet such a friend? This friend may not be worthy of being a friend of wine and meat.

"What is the news brought by the shadow?" Su Hai wanted to know what the truth had happened.

"The shadow told me that the flower monk slipped away," Li Qingdao said.

"Go on," Su Hai said.

"He slipped away very quickly, and my old friend asked me to find Monk Hua," Li Qingdao.

"Go on!" Su Hai said.

"No!" Li Qingdao.

"That's all?" Su Hai didn't get an answer. Su Hai continued to ask, "What are his conditions?"

"The shadow only said that there was a condition that could be exchanged, and I didn't ask what the conditions were," Li Qingdao.

Su Hai was completely a little desperate, he had never seen a person who didn't have a brain in the world, but he had never seen such a person who didn't have a brain, this person must have let the 'burning knife' burn his head.

"How did Monk Hua run?" Su Hai wanted to change the topic, this Li Qing should know the answer.

"He's riding a donkey, a black donkey," Li Qing said in detail this time.

Su Hai already felt that there was no need to ask, this strange world may only have such a monster, and this monster is a strange person.

"You must know where he's going?" asked the monster in Su Hai's heart.

"I don't know?" said Su Haidao.

"I know," Li Qing said with a smile.

"You know you're still asking me?" Su Hai looked at Li Qing, there must be something wrong with this person.

"I'll see if my friend knows, because he's a 'jack of all trades'" Li Qing began to laugh, he was laughing hard, he laughed like a child.

When strange people appeared in the suburbs, dusk had come.

The sensible Ah Chen drove the carriage, the sensible Ah Chen hummed a little song, and Li Qing in the carriage looked at the scenery in the suburbs.

Li Qing really didn't want to see the person sitting together in the car.