Although the shopkeeper spoke viciously, the short and fat monk didn't care, and still smiled to himself and said, "The monk is a dervish man, but he is no different from a beggar." Although the old man does not like fasting monks, but pity the beggar, then he can treat the monk as a beggar, and reward a little scraps of cold burning, just as a good deed. ”

As he spoke, the monk handed the broken porcelain bowl to the shopkeeper. It's just that the broken bowl was still a few feet away from the shopkeeper, and a sour smell had already hit, and the shopkeeper almost fainted. He hurriedly covered his mouth and nose with the sleeve of his left hand, and took two or three steps back, waving the sleeve of his right hand in front of him a few times, as if trying to sweep aside all the stench that emanated from the broken bowl.

The monk looked at the shopkeeper with a grin, and said, "The master only needs to enjoy the food, and the monk will naturally turn around and leave, and he won't even stay here." ”

A tenant who was watching the excitement next to him obviously also smelled the sour smell emanating from the broken bowl, so he also reached out to cover his mouth and nose with his sleeve, and said in a sullen voice: "Haven't you let go in this broken bowl? I'm afraid it will smell a hundred times worse than a fart!"

Su Yan listened to these people talking dirty, and he didn't like it in his heart, so he couldn't help frowning, took a few steps back, and most of his body had retreated into the corridor.

The monk said with a smile: "In the past, there was a high monk Master Yixuan, who was superb in Buddhism and was known as the first monk of Zen Buddhism. One day, a monk came to the monastery and wanted to embarrass Master Yixuan, and as soon as they met, he immediately asked, 'Why is the Buddha?' 'Venerable Master Yixuan, such a high monk, refers to the Buddha with dry. This uncle used the word on the monk, which was the honor of the monk. It's just that the monk is so virtuous, how can he be compared with the Buddha?! ”

Everyone saw that this monk had a terrible face, tattered clothes, and a dirty and obscene speech, and he actually talked about shit in the inn, and everyone was annoyed. The tenant who had been robbed of his white was even more furious, picked up a stick on the counter, and struck at the monk.

The monk was looking at the shopkeeper with a smile to himself, and all around him were pointing at him and shouting, but without the slightest defense, the stick had been drawn against the broken bowl he was holding in his left hand. The monk screamed in surprise and shouted, "This can't be done! Guy, you can't break me!"

I saw his left hand flip, and the broken bowl fell from his hand. The stick in the tenant's hand swept over the back of his hand, and naturally he was empty.

Seeing the broken bowl falling to the ground, he saw the monk copy it with his left hand and hold the broken bowl in the palm of his hand. The monk held the broken bowl in front of him again, but he didn't care about the tenant's action just now, he looked at the shopkeeper with a smile and said, "Master, please give some leftovers." ”

At the beginning, Li Qiufeng saw that this monk had a hateful face, not like a kind person, but he was a wild monk who came to fight the autumn wind, but he didn't take it to heart. When I heard the monk talk about the uprising of Master Xuan, my heart was dark. I secretly thought that such a vulgar and uneducated monk could be so familiar with the Zen Gong case? Originally, I thought that he was just a fake monk, but it seems that this person should definitely not be underestimated.

When the tenant was beaten with a stick, the monk first let go of the broken bowl, and after avoiding the stick, he copied the broken bowl that fell straight down in his hand with his left hand. This copy is only between the lightning and flint, if it is not for the extremely profound martial arts, it is natural that it will never be able to lift such a weight and take the broken bowl back. Li Qiufeng stared at the monk with his eyes, and thought to himself: "Fengwei Village is just a small Zhuangzi, this monk's martial arts are so powerful, he actually found here, naturally he doesn't really want to turn into a fate." I don't know if he wants to deal with me, or if he wants to trouble Sun Guangming and Su Yan. ”

Seeing the monk with a wicked smile, the shopkeeper handed the broken bowl to him without knowing what to do, and became more and more annoyed in his heart, and turned his head to the two juniors and shouted, "Why don't you drive this wild monk out quickly?!"

The two little two, one holding a broom in his hand and one dancing a wooden stick, shouted and forced towards the monk. The little second with a broom in his hand scolded: "Thief, if you don't leave, I'm going to be rude to you!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture to smash the broom into the monk's head. The monk didn't care, and said with a smile: "Little brother, don't make trouble, if you reward the monk with a bite to eat, the monk will naturally turn around and leave." ”

The other junior was hot-tempered, seeing that this monk didn't know what to do, how could he still endure it? Waving the wooden stick in his hand, he pulled it down on the monk's left shoulder, and scolded viciously in his mouth: "Let you toast and not eat and drink!" I will break your arm to see if you dare to be arrogant here!"

I only heard a "bang", and the wooden stick was whipped on the monk's left shoulder, but it was like a defeat. The monk looked at the shopkeeper with a smile as if nothing had happened, still holding the broken bowl.

Xiao Er, who was holding a wooden stick, was trembling all over, as if he didn't believe his eyes, and looked at the monk with a frightened face, and after a while, he only heard a "pop", but his right hand trembled, and the wooden stick in his hand had fallen to the ground.

Everyone originally gloated and watched the monk being beaten, but they didn't expect that after he was whipped, he was not injured at all. Everyone changed color on their faces, knowing that this monk was by no means an ordinary person. Two timid tenants sensed that the situation was not good, quietly retreated into the hallway, and ran away.

Seeing that Xiao Er was so violently attacked, the monk turned out to be nothing, and he was also extremely frightened in his heart, and said in a trembling voice: "You, which temple are you from? I am a distant relative of Baozhi County, if you, if you mess around here again, I will report to the official, and the official will arrest you......"

The monk sighed and said, "Originally, it was just a bowl of leftover rice, but the master wanted to make trouble to see the official, so where did the monk go to reason?"

After the monk finished speaking, the smile on his face disappeared, he sighed, and slowly put back the broken bowl in his hand. He had a strange look on his face, but at this time the smile disappeared, and he looked extremely gloomy. Everyone was afraid of this monk at this time, and no one dared to answer him anymore.

The monk slowly turned his head and swept his gaze over everyone's faces. When Li Qiufeng made eye contact with him, he saw that the monk's gaze was extremely deep, which did not match his hideous face at all, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

The monk sighed, turned and walked out. The crowd breathed a sigh of relief. The shopkeeper only said that he brought out the name of the county master, although this monk was arrogant, but he was also afraid of the government, so he turned around and slipped away, and he was bold again. spat at the back of the monk, and scolded: "Dead thief bald, look at your appearance of not knowing the height of the sky, you should be born to die of cold and starvation!"

Seeing that the monk was about to walk out of the door, Li Qiufeng suddenly said: "Master, please stay, I have something to say!"

As soon as Li Qiufeng's words came out, everyone's hearts sank. Sun Guangming had already seen that this monk had martial arts, but he didn't want to make extraneous branches, and at this time, seeing the monk turn away, he breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, Li Qiufeng suddenly opened his mouth to stay, he was shocked, and signaled with his eyes that Li Qiufeng should not provoke this monk. Li Qiufeng ignored him, stretched out his hand and pushed away the two tenants who were blocking him, and walked quickly behind the monk.

The monk turned around, glanced at Li Qiufeng, smiled, and said, "Okay, good, the donor is really good." ”

Li Qiufeng said: "The master's Buddhism is exquisite, and his martial arts are mysterious, and Li admires it." I don't know if the master wants to do something here, or if we should find another place?"

When everyone heard Li Qiufeng say this, they were even more frightened, and several tenants turned pale and fled to their respective guest rooms. The shopkeeper and the two juniors hid behind the counter in a trembling manner, and the three of them huddled together, secretly reciting Amitabha Buddha in their hearts. But I forgot that the three of them also scolded the thief and offended the Buddha so badly, I don't know if the Buddha will bless the three of them safely. “

The monk looked at the strong autumn wind, and suddenly let out a long laugh, and the sound shook the roof tiles, and the dust on the roof shook down.

Sun Guangming couldn't imagine that this monk's internal strength was so profound, and he couldn't help but take two steps back and reach out to his waist. It's just that after grabbing it, he touched the air, and then he remembered that he had just hurried out of the house, and he didn't even carry a long sword. He was about to turn around and go back to his room to get his sword, but a man next to him handed him the sword. Sun Guangming fixed his eyes and saw that the person who handed the sword was Su Yan. It turned out that when the monk had just copied the broken bowl in his hand, Su Yan also saw that this monk was a master of martial arts, and knew that this person must be strange, so he turned back to the guest room and took out the long sword of himself and Sun Guangming.

The monk's laughter stopped, his eyes stared at Li Qiufeng, and the smile on his face slowly dissipated little by little. After a while, the monk said, "Let's do it here, break the tables, chairs and dishes, I'm afraid that the boss will be angry, let's go outside and sit and talk." ”

When the shopkeeper heard the monk say this, he breathed a sigh of relief. I saw him looking at Li Qiufeng with blank eyes, and he only hoped that the two of them would leave the inn and go as far as possible.

Li Qiufeng nodded and said, "That's the best." ”

When the monk saw Li Qiufeng nodding in agreement, he immediately laughed, shook the bowl in his left hand and broke his sleeve in his right hand, turned around and walked out of the store.

Li Qiufeng followed behind the monk and was about to walk out. Suddenly, I heard Sun Guangming say: "Li Daxia, please stay." ”

Li Qiufeng stopped, turned to Sun Guangming and said, "Mr. Sun, Li will go back as soon as he goes, you can wait in the inn for a while." ”

Sun Guangming nodded, waved his right hand, only heard the sound of "whew", and threw the police evil knife handed to him by Su Yan with a sheath at Li Qiufeng.

Li Qiufeng stretched out his right hand and grabbed the police knife in his hand. But I heard Sun Guangming say: "Li Daxia, let's wait for you to come back and drink." I heard that there is osmanthus fragrant wine in this store, but it smells fragrant for a hundred miles, how can we not have a drink when we get here?"

Li Qiufeng smiled slightly and said, "Okay, okay, just ask Mr. Sun to warm a pot of wine, and after Li comes back, let's talk about the wine again." ”

At this time, the monk had already walked outside the door, listened to Li Qiufeng and Sun Guangming talking, couldn't help but turn around, and said loudly to Sun Guangming: "If you warm a pot of wine, the monk alone can drink ten cups!"