"Such a stick must not be able to break people's heads," Dongfang said with a smile as he looked at the stick.

"This man may never see his iron rod again," Xiao said with tears in his eyes.

Li Qing didn't have any words, he looked at Zhang Fan's big pocket, which contained many secrets, and only Zhang Fan himself knew these secrets.

These secrets happen today, the story of Dongzhuang is many, it may be another West Village, how much does this Dongzhuang Zhonghua monk know? Even Li Qing himself couldn't figure it out.

If it is said that Monk Hua is alive, but he has obviously become an immobile person in Dongzhuang, if it is said that he is dead, Li Qing did not see Monk Hua's body in the dark night.

This person disappeared again inexplicably, leaving only his friend who rushed to save him, and now his friend is dead again, in the hands of Lonely and Zhang Fan.

Li Qing didn't understand this world of flower monks.

Of course, the world of the flower monk is known only to the flower monk.

Wanhualou is the territory of the flower monk, so now the flower monk is hidden in the Wanhualou.

The place with the most people in Guzhou City at night is Wanhualou, no one comes to stop their business, if you dare to jump out and disturb their business, the men of the world will definitely chase you to death.

This truth should be understood by a man, but unfortunately Li Qing doesn't understand, he is very strange now, how many flower monks are there? Why does he have to hide in the Wanhua Tower?

Standing outside the door, Li Qing opens the baggage sent by Fluttershy, and sees a letter with a simple content: Flower Monk, Wanhualou.

This piece of paper is now in Li Qing's hand, his hand is now very tight, and when Li Qing's hand is unfolded again, this piece of paper has been wiped out.

Li Qing listened to Su Hai's questioning, this friend of wine and meat always has endless things to say, and he is very interested in everything.

"Tian Laowei's knife can cut off the head of a cow?" Su Hai still asked.

"His knife has already cut off his own head, and he can no longer cut off the head of a cow," Zhang Fan said.

Zhang Fan took out another knife from his big pocket, this knife has now become two sections, such a knife will definitely not be able to cut off the head of a cow.

"The sword of the three heroes of the Wolf Castle is also a good sword, their sword can kill the evil wolf chasing them, and it can also challenge the thirteen water villages on Taihu Lake," Su Hai said.

Zhang Fan lowered his head again, and from his big pocket, he took out three more swords, these three swords now only have sword handles, no blades.

"Why don't these swords have blades?" said Dongfang with a smile.

"The blade has been left in their necks, and I don't like bloody blades," Zhang Fan said.

Zhang Fan put down the pocket of his hand, and his secret laughter made Li Qing feel uncomfortable, this is the rivers and lakes? Li Qing felt a little sorry for the fate of these people.

Li Qing only wants to see this flower monk now, he wants to ask the flower monk, how dark is the flower monk's heart? Maybe he is not as greedy for money as his wine and meat friends.

People who like to be greedy for money will definitely not be able to invite so many helpers, Li Qing found that Monk Hua has many friends, and he can mobilize any friends around him.

Maybe it's because he is the big shopkeeper of Wanhualou, there are many girls in Wanhualou, and there must be many men where there are many girls, and this truth has always been eternal.

When Li Qing walked out of the door of the Yuelai Inn, night had come, and this night he just wanted to find the flower monk, this flower monk who couldn't be killed.

If you want to find the flower monk, you can only come to the Wanhua Building, and Li Qing came to the Wanhua Building.

The business of Wanhualou is the best, the big lantern in front of the street has been hung early, and it is now full of all kinds of noisy sounds.

The guests who walked in must be guests who could spend money, or the same Fengyun woman immediately greeted her, she looked at the sword in Li Qing's hand, and the face of the half-old man was full of smiles.

The strong smell of rouge rushed into Li Qing's nose, and Li Qing concluded that if this woman was allowed to jump up now, the powder on her face would fall to the ground, and she would definitely be able to conjure a circle.

Now this woman has not become a circle, the girls around Li Qing have formed a circle, and they Li Qing are holding silver in their hands at the moment.

A large silver ingot, Li Qing held it in his hand, he already knew that silver was a good thing, and silver would make people who didn't like to talk start talking.

"Chic, handsome, Yushu in the wind, Li Gongzi, are you finally here?" Li Qing felt that in the mouth of this rich woman, she could now say all the words that the world praised men.

This woman is very good at talking, and such a woman must be very fond of silver.

"I'm here, but I'm not old," the silver in Li Qing's hand flew up and down, and he said as he looked at this rich woman.

The woman's eyes rose and fell with the silver, her eyes were like seeing a God of Wealth, Li Qing had already felt it, even if she was wearing the clothes of Hanako at the door now, this woman could also see spring.

Spring is the most beautiful in a woman's eyes, silver looks even more beautiful in this woman's eyes, and the woman with a rich charm has squeezed in front of Li Qing.

"Grandpa Li, don't be angry, look at my broken mouth," the woman said.

"Now it seems that I am an old ancestor," Li Qingdao. The silver in Li Qing's hand was stuffed into the woman's hand, and such a woman could only give the silver first.

"Little Ancestor, you are the master now," the woman said.

Li Qing couldn't tell whether he was an ancestor or an uncle? Anyway, now he is a flower in the Wanhua Building, a flower that blooms in a girl's heap, and a flower with silver.

"Master, what kind of girl do you need?" the woman was very clever.

"I'm looking for a monk," Li Qingdao.

"Girl looking for a monk in the pile, you should be having fun?" the woman said with a smile.

"But I only like to find monks," Li Qingdao.

"Are you really looking for a monk?" the handkerchief in the woman's hand kept shaking, and she circled around Li Qing.

This circle left the laughter of this rich woman.

Li Qing's nose was now full of the smell of rouge on a woman's body, Li Qing rubbed his nose with his hand, he felt that this smell was very unusual.

Li Qing lowered his voice and asked, "Is there really a monk here?"

"Of course there is a monk here, and a beautiful monk," the woman began to laugh, giggling vigorously as she covered her mouth with the handkerchief in her handkerchief.

The smiling woman clapped her hands vigorously at this moment, and Li Qing saw a door and immediately pushed it open, and a figure floated out of it.

Li Qing saw a monk, this monk was indeed bareheaded, but he was not wearing a monk's clothes, she was wearing a cyan dress.

This is a bare-headed female monk, Li Qing is a little dumbfounded, there are bare-headed women here, he didn't expect this at all.

Li Qing saw this bareheaded woman, covering her face with a white veil, and she had a large earring hanging from her ear, which was like a copper ring on the back of a knife.

"This is also a monk?" Li Qing couldn't laugh or cry, he came to find a flower monk, this time he really came to a flower monk.

"She's not a monk?" Fengyun's woman looked at Li Qingdao, who was stunned.

"Only. . . can only be regarded as a female bald head," Li Qing felt that his tongue was a little unlistening to his words, and it began to stumble in his mouth.

"The monk is bald, and I am also bald, why can't I be considered a monk?" The woman who came out floated in front of Li Qing.

Her little hands clasped together slightly, and she bowed, and the gentle and clear words floated out of her mouth.

Li Qing paused for a moment's time, he really didn't know how to answer such a question, he could only say something like this: "Maybe, probably, maybe it can be counted." ”

"Today's dashing Young Master Li, his tongue seems to be disobedient?" said the woman in Tsing Yi.

Li Qing felt a little unlucky, when he was taking a bath, he would meet a girl who liked to peek at men taking a bath, and now this bold girl has slipped away.

At this moment, when I walked into the Wanhua Building, I actually met a bald girl, who actually claimed to be a monk.

Li Qing stared at this girl, was silent for a long time, and said, "My tongue is disobedient today." ”

"The disobedient tongue should be placed at home," the woman in Tsing Yi replied quickly, her hand in front of the white veil, and Li Qing couldn't see her face clearly.

The laughter stopped after a moment, and the woman's hand was lowered.

The little hand of the woman in Tsing Yi had already reached over, her hand grabbed Li Qing's hand, and with a slight pull, Li Qing's body couldn't control herself.

This is a very warm room, this room is very beautiful, this is different from any room in the Wanhua Building that Li Qing has seen.

Candles were lit around the room, the light of the candles was very bright, this room was as bright as daytime, Li Qing looked at this room carefully.

The woman in Tsing Yi who came in didn't speak, she pulled Li Qing to a large round table and let go of her little hand.

The woman walked quickly to the door of the room and closed the door of the room, and there were only Li Qing and the woman in green clothes in the room.

"You should have a name," Li Qing sat on a chair made of bamboo, and as he looked at the bareheaded woman in Tsing Yi, he remembered Monk Hua.

"My name is Huahua, and the guests here call me a fake monk," the woman in Tsing Yi turned around, her white veil still hanging on her face.

"Huahua plus the monk, you can also call the Huahua monk," Li Qingdao. Li Qing had a feeling of wanting to laugh, and this feeling came quickly.

"But Huahua doesn't like the name," the woman in Tsing Yi came to the table and looked at Li Qing.

"Do you have any other names now?" Li Qingdao.

"Yes!" the woman said, Li Qing felt that this voice was very familiar, he was recalling this voice, this woman must have seen it herself.

Li Qing feels that the women in this world are changeable, why does this familiar woman have to shave a big bald head?

The veil was slowly taken off by candlelight, and Li Qing saw a familiar face, he couldn't believe that he had seen this face, this face he had seen before.

Li Qing wanted to call out this person's name, but when she saw the woman's hand on her mouth, she made a sound, "Shh!", and Li Qing immediately closed her mouth.

The person had come to the most comfortable bed in Wanhualou, the woman gently lowered the curtain on the bed, and the candlelight in the room shyly began to dim.

"You are ... Li Qing asked.

A small hand immediately blocked Li Qing's mouth.