"Boss, there's a Taoist temple here. "Little brother A.

The rough man at the head looked up at the sky, saw that it was getting late, and said, "Okay, let's spend the night here." ”

A group of seven or eight people entered the void.

Everyone thought that this was a dilapidated and uninhabited temple, but when they entered the temple, they found that the courtyard was clean, the osmanthus trees planted around were luxuriant, and there was a well under the tree, and there was water in the wooden barrel next to the well.

It looks like there are people here.

Although they are thieves who rob houses and houses, they do not dare to make mistakes in the pure land of the Daomen.

And although they don't know the name of Tai Xuguan, they have also heard about the legend of immortal cultivators since they were children, if they meet immortal cultivators here, just rely on a few of them, where will they be the opponents of immortal cultivators.

However, their worries were quickly dispelled, and when they looked inside, they found that there was only one person inside, and it was a teenager.

The boss asked, "Where is the Lord?"

Ji Meng saw that they were in tattered clothes, holding knives, axes and sticks in their hands, and their eyes were fierce, so he knew that these people were probably the wandering thieves mentioned by the woman a few days ago.

Although he is only an eleven-year-old boy who has not yet reached the weak crown, he has seen life and death, felt the heat and coldness of the world, and survived in a difficult environment, he is no longer an ordinary teenager.

He didn't hesitate, and gave a slight salute: "I am the Lord." ”

"You kid is the Lord?" asked the boss suspiciously.

"Not bad. ”

The boss laughed: "Hahaha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard today." ”

Little brother A said: "Hahaha, even you, a little hairy child, are embarrassed to say that you are the master, don't laugh off your big teeth." ”

Little brother B sneered: "If you are the master, I will be the master, hahaha......"

Everyone leaned forward and backwards when they laughed, not taking Ji Meng in their eyes at all.

Ji Meng didn't refute, just looked at them quietly, neither angry nor ashamed.

The boss was going to tease him, and asked with a smile, "How many disciples are there in the Guan?"

Ji Meng replied: "There is no disciple." ”

There was another burst of laughter, and the younger brother A said: "Hahaha, I laughed to death, he said that there is no disciple ....."

Little Brother B smiled contemptuously: "In other words, you are the commander of the light pole~"

The boss didn't give up, he didn't get any benefits today, he was depressed, and he had nowhere to vent, and Ji Meng's appearance happened to be the object of his venting.

Lao Daodao: "How can you do it without a disciple, it's better like this, you take off this Taoist robe, I will be the master, how about you be a disciple?"

Everyone applauded when they heard this, and they knew that their boss had a hobby in addition to being cruel, and that was to have fun.

It's impossible for the boss to do anything in this place where birds don't, he just wants to bully this teenager.

Although he has no grievances with this young man, and this tattered Taoist temple is estimated to have no oil and water, this young man is not afraid at all when he sees a group of them, and he still claims to be the master, which makes him very unhappy.

He loves to see the look of fear on people's faces, and it gives him a lot of pleasure.

But not only can you not see this kind of expression on the young man's face, but what you see is only expressionless, and expressionlessness can be regarded as an expression.

He was displeased, and this was why he said these words to humiliate him.

Four years ago, Ji Meng was forced to leave his hometown, wandered and begged, suffered a lot of cold eyes, lived in Taixuan three years ago, and was excluded and bullied by his senior brothers, he endured all of this, and this humiliation is nothing.

The position of the Lord is just a false name, and the Taoist robe is just a piece of clothing.

Now it's just for him to take off his robe and give up the position of the viewer, and this little loss is nothing.

He had lost everything, and for him, nothing was more important than life, so take what you want.

Ji Meng didn't speak, took off his robe, and handed it to the thief boss.

Everyone was surprised, they didn't expect the young man to do it without saying a word, there is nothing wrong with this person.

However, they soon understood, and they thought that the boy must be afraid, and that his life was more important than the loss of his clothes and the position of the watchman.

Ji Meng is a thoughtful person, and he will not act rashly until he is completely sure.

Of course he wasn't afraid, Ji Meng, who was in the beginning of Qi cultivation, had already sensed that these people were just ordinary people, and as long as he wanted to, he could take their lives at will.

Of course, he wouldn't do it unless he had to.

He just wanted to send these plague gods away calmly and continue his cultivation.

His actions displeased the Boss of the Thieves, and with no fear on his face, the Boss felt that his face had been damaged and his pride had been hurt, so he decided to continue humiliating the boy until he was afraid of himself.

He slammed the big knife in his hand into the ground, and the stone bricks that were not very strong suddenly cracked a few pieces, he took the robe, put it on himself, turned around with great power, and said proudly: "What?

A rugged man wearing a Taoist robe is really very disobedient, of course, these little brothers don't dare to say that they are not good-looking.

These younger brothers have seen their boss's method of killing, which is called a cruelty, so the younger brother A took the lead in praising it: "It's too suitable, it's too suitable, the boss is wise and martial, and he deserves it." ”

Little brother B also hurriedly followed, and praised: "The boss is unparalleled in the world, and it is really condescending to be the master of a view." ”

Although he knew that it was a sycophant, the boss was very happy, laughed a few times, and suddenly his eyes were cold, and he pointed at the young man with a knife and asked, "What do you think?"

It's not a problem for those who are smugglers and flatterers, but for others, it's a big test.

If you're an honest person, it's likely to lose your head when you say it's not good-looking.

If you're an upright person, you wouldn't say things that you find disgusting.

Everyone looked at the young man with interest, under the threat of the butcher's knife, see if you dare to tell the truth?

It's not an exam question, but it's a matter of life and death.

However, Ji Meng's answer was unexpected.

He replied, "Not suitable." ”

He neither says good nor bad.

"What are you talking about, say it again?" the Boss threatened.

"No, you're two feet taller than me, this dress is too small. ”

In fact, how could the crowd not see it?

Although this is a loose dress, it is only for Ji Meng, an eleven-year-old boy, and it is naturally inappropriate for this old man to wear it roughly.

The boss was angry, but what the other party said was true.

A few younger brothers behind him covered their mouths and wanted to laugh, but they held back.

In fact, they couldn't help it when they saw the boss barely put on the Taoist robe.

Being said by this teenager has a comedic effect.