The monk smiled slightly and said, "We are just coming from the same road, you are causing trouble like this, it is called self-inflicted, and the little monk has no choice." ”

Li Can said angrily when he heard this: "A monk with no hair on his head is unreliable, and neither is your big monk with curly hair." If we come on the same road, we will have the righteousness of our peers, how can you stand by and watch? ”

The Hua Nong girl said: "This kid, full of gibberish, sealed his mouth for him. ”

The monk heard Li Can say that he disregarded the righteousness of his peers, and seemed to be provoked by these words. At that moment, the iron spear slammed into the ground and shouted: "Okay, the little monk will solve the crisis for you." ”

At this time, everyone saw that the monk intended to fight, and they dispersed. Ordinary people just listen to books and have fun. People in this martial arts are fighting, and they are watching the excitement from a distance, and if they participate, they are afraid that they will affect the fish pond.

The Hua Nong girl sneered when she heard this: "The big monk really doesn't know how many catties and taels he has, so he comes to meddle in things." After speaking, he took Li Can away.

The monk was furious, jumped on the high platform and was waiting to pursue, when a gray-white robe of a middle-aged man on the left and right sides rushed out and clapped his hands to the monk. The monk couldn't avoid it, and he was already in the palm, spitting blood from his mouth, and he was known to have suffered internal injuries.

The two of them hit the blow with one blow, and they did not pursue, but followed the Hua Nong girl.

Everyone made fun of it, and some people said: "I thought you were a great monk with great kung fu, but I didn't expect that this time without fighting, you should go back and practice for a few more years, haha." ”

The monk's black face was furious, he was the leading martial arts master in Tibet, and he was in all directions. This time I came to the east, I wanted to meet the heroes of the Central Plains for a while. Fang Cai was just careless for a while, and the martial arts of those two people were not low, otherwise how could they hurt themselves with one palm?

But the masses only see that one move is defeated, and no matter how much they refute it, it is useless. Immediately rushed out of the Tang Paradise, and it was the right thing to find a place to heal first.

When Zhang Yongjie saw this monk leaving, he followed all the way, wanting to see if this monk had anything to do with the previous monk in Yuzhou Chivalry Village, and whether he had anything to do with the Tianhai Immortal Sect.

The monk traveled dozens of miles to the east, came to a large forest, and began to heal his wounds. Zhang Yongjie followed all the way, and the monk didn't notice it.

Zhang Yongjie thought to himself that if he stepped forward at this moment, he would be able to restrain this monk easily, but this monk looked like he was in his forties, and his bearing was extraordinary, and he was not the kind of person who could give in by force. So Zhang Yongjie only followed for a distance, and did not step forward, wanting to see if the monk still had any companions, if there were no companions, then let him go.

The day was already dawning, and the monk had successfully healed his wounds, his face was full of redness, and he had regained his previous brilliance.

There is a small shop in front of you that serves food to people coming and going. The monk was hungry, so he immediately walked into this small shop, ordered some vegetarian steamed buns, and began to eat.

After Zhang Yongjie walked in, he went up to the pavilion on the second floor, found an empty table and sat down, ordered something to satisfy his hunger, and looked at the monk from time to time.

The monk shouted: "Little second brother, take a few catties of good wine and come over to eat." The little second smiled and said, "The great monk and monk, do you also know wine?" immediately brought up a pot of wine and poured a big bowl for this life.

The monk took a sip, immediately smacked on the ground, and said: "This wine is not good" looked around, but said: "In this kind of place, I have to pay attention to it." ”

The little second looked dissatisfied, and said: "What is the big monk? Are you afraid that my small shop does not have good wine? Our Chang'an Tongdu Dayi, there are many good wines in various places, what is the Northwest Aged Wang, burning knives, Shudi Jian Nanchun, etc., as long as the monk you can afford the price, we still have a jar of Shanxi best Fenjiu in our store." ”

The monk immediately took out an ingot of gold from his bosom and said, "You just have to take it, as long as the little monk is satisfied, there will be another ingot of gold later." ”

The little two weighed it, this ingot of gold turned out to be as much as ten taels, I heard that the monk said that there would be an ingot of gold later, he smiled at the moment and said: "The great monk is refreshing, we don't hide it, and directly give you the treasure of the town store." ”

After a while, the shopkeeper took out a jar of wine, which emitted a kind of muddy smell, sealed with red mud, thinking that it had just been excavated from the cellar, and its color was not bad.

Xiao Er said with a smile: "Great monk, you have a good mouth, this jar of wine has been stored for twenty years." If you want to drink the second jar, it will only be twenty years later. ”

Zhang Yongjie smiled lightly when he heard this, and thought in his heart how could this merchant be cellared for twenty years when he did business, and he was afraid that this little second brother would bully this monk who didn't know the goods.

The shopkeeper was full of confidence in this wine, so he quickly tore the seal, and the mellow fragrance was immediately overflowing. When the fragrance came, Zhang Yongjie also nodded again and again, whether this wine is twenty years old or not, but it is indeed a good wine.

"What a mellow wine!" a gorgeously dressed boy walked through the door, his white robe mixed with black silk, elegant and handsome. Behind him was a servant, rat-headed rats, looking around, his eyes quite obscene. The contrast between the two is stark.

Zhang Yongjie recognized this person, it was Shao Qi, the military advisor of the Sea Siren Sect that day. Zhang Yongjie was afraid that Shao Qi would recognize him, so he turned his face sideways, dipped some oil stains from the food, and wiped his face. Even the blood-drinking sword was hidden in his sleeve to prevent the man from recognizing him.

"Xiao Er, I want this jar of wine, I will give three hundred taels, and the extra one hundred taels will be counted as a reward for you. When the shopkeeper heard this, his eyes lit up and he smiled from ear to ear. A reward of 100 taels of silver! That's a lot of money, and the person who comes should be generous.

In comparison, the monk's twenty taels of gold are at most more than two hundred taels of silver. The shopkeeper naturally wanted to sell it to Na Shaoqi at this time, and hurriedly said: "Hehe, the guest officer wants wine, and it will be there soon." So saying, he brought the jar of wine.

Shao Qi waved his robe and sat down, he was chasing an enemy just now, he was sweating profusely, his mouth was dry, he smelled the aroma of wine, and he just bought it to quench his thirst. Swallowing alcohol and spitting fog when you are most tired is often the happiest thing in life. The servant had already handed the cigarette stick to Shao Qi.

"Slow!" the monk called. Shao Qi spit out a mouthful of clouds and mist to the monk, swirling in all directions, and did not put the monk in his eyes, and said to the shopkeeper at the moment: "You just take it." ”

The monk immediately said to the shopkeeper: "The little monk has bought this wine first, and it should be owned by the little monk." Could it be that you Guanzhong Haojie actually bullied outsiders like this?"

The shopkeeper didn't reply, and said, "Yes, Fang Cai belongs to you, but now someone has bought it at a high price, and I am not a fool, so naturally I will not sell it to you again." Since you can't afford to pay for it, then drink Fenjiu Jian Nanchun or something, which is also a good wine, and I will get it for you immediately. ”

The monk has already started to drink, how can he watch such a good wine fall into the hands of others? The monk slapped the table, took the chopsticks and threw them, and suddenly disappeared into the hair of the shopkeeper. Fan Seng said in a deep voice: "If you don't take it again, next time it will be your head, not your hair!"

The shopkeeper was in the middle of the stick, frightened, where did he dare to move. When I came back to my senses when I was young, I thought that I was afraid that this matter would cause trouble, so I put down the wine jar and disappeared without a trace.

The legend of Yongjie

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