Sun Ze was extremely arrogant, how could he have been so humiliated? Everyone followed him to Shajiabao's way, and when they saw him, he would kill people at every turn, and he was really a big devil who was extremely difficult to provoke in the martial arts. Seeing that this yellow-clothed lama repeatedly provoked, everyone thought that Sun Ze would definitely not let this person go.

Among the thirty or forty people who came to Shajiabao with Sun Ze, although most of them were forced by Sun Ze, they pretended to agree to join the Great Holy Gate, but they didn't want to find an opportunity to escape all the time, but there were many people like Gong Qian who were desperate to serve Sun Ze. Seeing that this yellow-clothed lama repeatedly made insulting words, it was a good time to invite favor in front of Sun Ze. Before Sun Ze could speak, Gong Qian, who was standing behind him, had already taken a step forward, pointed at the yellow-clothed lama and said angrily: "You thief bald is so rude! Do you know what kind of identity my master and his old man are? You thief bald is so arrogant, beware of having a head to speak, and going home without a head!"

The yellow-clothed lama's face changed, and he was about to speak. But when he heard the sound of "pop", Gong Qian had already taken a slap in the face. Everyone was shocked when they saw that it was Sun Ze who made the shot, and they didn't know why Sun Ze didn't go to the yellow-clothed lama to theorize, but he slapped his own doorman.

I only heard Sun Ze "snort" and said to Gong Qian: "Stupid! I actually took what Lao Tzu just said as a deaf ear!"

Only then did everyone remember that before entering this big house, Sun Ze had solemnly said, "After entering the house, don't make noise, everything will be handled by Lao Tzu, and you can't make claims." At that time, many people thought that Sun Ze had changed his personality and was not as arrogant as before. It was only after seeing Sun Ze's behavior that he knew that he was not joking, but really wanted to restrain everyone and prevent them from doing anything here.

Li Qiufeng mixed in the crowd, looking at Sun Ze's changing temper, and thought to himself: "This old guy behaves perversely, and it is more difficult to deal with than a hypocrite like Tang He, but you have to be careful." One of the two people beside him is Ji Laosan, a gang member of Hubei "Yanjing Village", and the other is Yu Deshui who splits the door of Hejian Mansion. The two have walked together along the way, and they have become friends in private. I only heard Ji Laosan whisper: "Brother Yu, if you start to do it for a while, let's talk about it first, we have to advance and retreat together, don't be alone!"

Yu Dehai said in a low voice: "This is natural. This old devil doesn't know the origin of our master, if he has free time, he will definitely ask us one by one, at that time, you are nothing, just afraid that my brother and I will be very bad. I have to think of a way to escape as soon as possible. ”

Ji Laosan was stunned for a moment, and said: "What does Brother Yu mean by this, could it be that you have offended this old devil by splitting the door?"

Li Qiufeng was listening to the two of them whispering, but he heard Sun Ze sneer: "You stupid people, since you are disciples of my Great Holy Gate, you must know the rules of the Great Holy Gate. Lao Tzu hasn't spoken yet, when do you want to jump out and make your own assertions?!"

Gong Qian's left cheek was swollen high, and he covered his face and claimed that it was. The rest of the people were so frightened that they didn't dare to say a word, and Ji Laosan and Yu Deshui were also silent, and they didn't dare to say anything more.

The yellow-clothed lama laughed and said, "You old boy is practical. Let me ask you again, where is Zou Shanggao?"

Sun Ze was not annoyed, and said: "Great monk, today is the host of this room, you and I are guests, if there is a conflict, I am afraid that it will damage the face of the master." If the great monk has any advice, when this is over, Lao Sun will naturally give the great monk an explanation!"

The yellow-clothed lama's face changed, and he sneered: "Do you want to use Shajiabao to suppress me? Don't say anything about Sha Yiming and Sha Erming, it's what you Central Plains martial artists said Murong Qiushui, 'North and South Two Immortals', and Liu Zongyan are in person, and I am not afraid of ...... Buddha."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard someone "snort" and said, "Aren't you really afraid?"

Everyone was stunned, and the yellow-clothed lama's face changed greatly, and he shouted: "Which dog thief has a lot of mouth, stand up and show the Buddha!"

I saw a green-shirted scribe sitting behind a table opposite him shaking a folding fan and saying to the yellow-clothed lama, "I said it." Why, you're looking for someone, aren't you?"

The yellow-clothed lama saw that this person was fearless, although there was no one behind him to stand for him, just looking at this bearing, but he was an unusual character in the rivers and lakes, and he didn't dare to make a mistake for a while. He made a provocation to Sun Ze, on the one hand, although he had a friendship with Zou Shanggao, the head of the Great Holy Gate, and when he heard that the head of the Great Holy Sect came out, he wanted to stand up for Zou Shanggao. On the other hand, he was prestigious, and saw Sun Ze, a short old man, followed by thirty or forty people with frivolous steps, and there were no masters. If these people are subdued, they will definitely be able to show off in front of the group of heroes. is to make provocative remarks and want to provoke Sun Ze to make a move.

Although this yellow-clothed lama has been in Tibet for a long time, he often hears people say that among the martial arts masters of the Central Plains, Murong Qiushui, Liu Zongyan, "North and South Two Immortals" and others are the most desperate. As for the heads of the Shaolin faction and the Wudang faction, because they do not show up in the rivers and lakes, no one has seen the level of martial arts to what extent, so they are often not famous. It's just that although these heads are not walking on the rivers and lakes, no one dares to underestimate them, and no one is arrogant enough to think of Songshan Shaolin Temple and Wudang Mountain Zhenwuguan to make trouble. This time, the yellow-clothed lama was invited, and when he first arrived in the Central Plains, he made up his mind to make a name for himself. It's just that along the way, although I also beat away a few small thieves who cut the path, I didn't meet any famous martial arts masters, and the ambition of this belly was not expressed, and it was really hard to stretch my ambition. After arriving at this Shajiabao, there is good food and wine every day, and it is easy to wait until today's master wants to invite the heroes of the world to meet, and then he has the ambition to fight. Seeing that Sun Ze was humiliated by himself, he did not refute it, and slapped the doorman, only saying that Sun Ze was afraid of himself, and it was the poor man who must chase and the water dog must be beaten. Seeing that the origin of this green-shirted scribe is unknown, although he is contradicting himself, he doesn't need to pay attention to him, first take Sun Ze Liwei, and wait to pick the head of the Great Holy Gate of unknown origin, and the green-shirted scribe will naturally be scared away.

Thinking of this, the yellow-clothed lama snorted at the green-shirted scribe, then ignored him, and still said to Sun Ze: "Since you are pretending to be the head of the Great Holy Sect, the Buddha can't spare you." If you don't dare to make a move with the Buddha, you must kneel down and kowtow to the Buddha three times, and then get out of this martial arts conference, and the Buddha will no longer trouble you!"

When Li Qiufeng heard this lama say this, he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, and secretly thought: "How can someone convene a martial arts conference here?" From the Imperial Tomb to Yong'an City, there are not a few gangs in the rivers and lakes involved in this matter, but they have never heard of any martial arts conference to be held. After Qunhao withdrew from Yong'an City, it has only been a few days since today, but who can have such a force, what kind of martial arts conference is going to be held in this Shajiabao?!"

When he was thinking about it, he heard Sun Ze say: "Since the great monk knows that this is a martial arts conference, he must know that the various factions of the martial arts are originally a family, and they can only increase their hatred and hatred by fighting and killing at every turn." The great monk traveled thousands of miles to attend this meeting, naturally to win a place for your faction in the martial arts. If the main master has not yet appeared, the great monk will make more enemies, just afraid that it will be unfavorable to your faction's plan. ”

Gong Qian and the others listened to Sun Ze's eloquent talk, and even persuaded this lama not to "fight and kill at every turn", and they all sneered in their hearts, secretly thinking that when you, the old devil, went up the mountain, you were not only "fighting and killing at every turn", it was simply a matter of killing people without saying a word. At this time, it is nonsense, which really makes people laugh off their big teeth.

Li Qiufeng thought in his heart: "Before entering this big house, Sun Ze was extremely rampant, his eyes were empty, and his temperament was capricious. As soon as he entered this big house, he seemed to be a different person, speaking in an orderly manner, not arrogant or humble, which was impressive. This person is so volatile, he is indeed a tricky person!"

The yellow-clothed lama was dumbfounded by Sun Ze's words, and the heads of the surrounding sects listened to Sun Ze's eloquent talk, and they all thought that what he said was reasonable. What's more, after the yellow-clothed lama entered this big house, he immediately saw no one in his eyes, laughed loudly and scolded angrily, and everyone looked at him unpleasantly. If it weren't for the prestige of Sha Jiabao and Sha Yiming, they would have attacked this yellow-clothed lama a long time ago. After Sun Ze finished speaking, several gang leaders clapped their hands and praised on the side.

The green-shirted scribe stood up, cranked the folding fan in his hand, walked to Sun Ze's side step by step, arched his hand and said, "This gentleman, Xiaosheng is so polite!"

Everyone saw that the scribe in the green shirt was over forty years old, and his body was extremely thin, and the green shirt looked extremely fat on him. One face is wide and narrow, with three locks of short beards, and it is quite a roe deer. Although he was dressed as a scribe, he couldn't hide his treacherous atmosphere. At this time, hearing him call himself "Xiaosheng", everyone couldn't help laughing anymore, and many people were already laughing.

(End of chapter)