Li Bai sneezed, touched his nose, and couldn't help but think: Could it be that you have a cold?

It may be that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, the temple is very lively today, I heard that there are still a lot of talented and beautiful people who are incense, Li Bai is also very busy, and there are some unqualified people who have just swept it and threw away the garbage.

Li Bai just wanted to finish cleaning quickly, and then go to practice calligraphy, but it seemed that there was no way.

However, he observed that those who threw away the garbage were basically talented and beautiful, and he immediately had no good impression of these people.

In desperation, Li Bai could only return to the firewood room and write on a few wooden boards: "Don't throw your face on the ground casually." ”

A total of five wooden boards were written, but Li Bai still wrote for about half an hour, and he couldn't write ugly words, so he could only write slowly, at least so that people could understand it.

As soon as Li Bai set up the planks in a few places with the most garbage, he heard a group of talented people talking about it.

"A few blue lotus floating green pond ......"

"Good poetry! Good poetry! Brother Wen is so literary!"

"I have won a prize, and I have a feeling and I get it by chance...... I don't know what Brother Zhou and his master think?" the scholar who was chanting the poem asked as he looked at an older talent.

Zhou Yanbang's talent is the biggest among all talents, and if he appreciates it, then this poem is really good.

"This poem by Wen Gongzi does have a bit of flavor, and it can express this scene vividly and vividly, which is a good work. Zhou Yanbang also nodded and said with a slight smile.

"It is true that Gongzi Wen's writing is brilliant, but Gongzi Zhou has not recited his lyrics, and the little woman is also looking forward to it. Master Li also smiled.

"That's right, Brother Zhou is the number one talent in Tang Ruocheng, if you don't have any words at this time, you can't say it, right?"

Zhou Yanbang saw that Master Li actually asked for his own poems, and he was immediately interested.

Although Master Li is a woman in the Qinglou, she is also a talented woman in the Qinglou, and many people want to win her favor with her literary talents.

But at this moment, a talented man dressed as a scholar pointed to the piece of wood by the pool: "This pool is a good pool, and the lotus is also a good lotus, but it's a pity that this piece of wood spoils the scenery......"

When everyone heard this, they also turned their heads to look at the piece of wood, and they couldn't help frowning.

The wood is nothing, the main thing is that the font on it is too ugly, and it was a good beauty, but because of these words, it has changed its taste.

"Is this a word?" asked one of them, who looked more like scribbled lines, "Is it a charm to ward off evil spirits?"

Master Li saw at a glance that it was a slogan, and immediately frowned, and looked at the surrounding area where there was indeed a pile of fruit peel garbage, and his face couldn't help but turn red all of a sudden.

"Who the hell put it here?" said one of the geniuses rather angrily, "what a sight to behold." ”

"I saw this just now, a little monk put it on. ”

"What presumptuous!"

Several talented people scolded at this time, and shouted that they would go to the abbot to punish the little monk.

Li Bai also frowned at this time, looked in the direction of the noise, and muttered: "Buddhism is a quiet place, it is really unqualified. ”

More and more people came to offer incense, and no one noticed that a sneaky middle-aged man in the crowd was approaching the crowd.

"There are thieves!

Suddenly, a woman shouted in the crowd.

Got a thief?

Li Bai hurriedly looked at the voice that spoke, and saw a middle-aged man running away in a hurry.

Originally, a man dressed as a scholar wanted to step forward to stop him, but he was pushed down the pool by the middle-aged man, and the middle-aged man immediately pulled out a sharp knife from his body and pointed it at everyone.

None of the other scholars dared to step forward.

The woman who was robbed was none other than Master Li, and she looked at the scholar who was pushed down the pool and hurriedly shouted, "Master Wen, are you okay?"

The middle-aged man was not in a hurry to run away at this time, and said with a disdainful expression: "Hmph! A bunch of fools who only know how to read! What is the use of the state?"

A few people dressed as scholars were in high spirits just now, but now they were too frightened to come forward.

Li Bai just stood by and watched, and did not step forward as a hero, but he originally had an opinion on these talents, and he agreed with this sentence at this time, of course, it was only limited to this sentence, Li Bai's basic concept of good and evil still exists.

Master Li pointed at the middle-aged man and scolded without fear: "You have hands and feet but you want to be a bandit, what kind of face do you have to say this?"

"Hmph, I, Sha Feilong, am a hero who robs the rich and helps the poor, what do you guys who only know how to eat, drink and have fun? Now that there is a famine in the north, you are very good, and you are right in poetry! Be merry and happy!" Seeing that no one dared to step forward, Sha Feilong swaggered away.

"Senior brothers, get over there, there are thieves there to rob the money. Not far away, a group of monks were walking towards this side with sticks.

There are no soldiers to maintain law and order in the temple on weekdays, but no one dares to make trouble, because the temple itself has a group of monks who practice martial arts, which one is not super strong in martial arts?

Seeing this, Sha Feilong's face changed, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace and fled towards the crowd.

"Catch him!" several monks hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

Li Bai, who was in the crowd, was already full of black lines at the moment, because Sha Feilong was rushing towards him.

Sha Feilong walked lightly and ran like the wind.

It is precisely because of the light work that no one can chase a shadow step, just like a flying dragon in the desert, the people of the rivers and lakes say: Sha Feilong!

Everyone dispersed in a hurry, and someone pushed Li Bai in the direction of Sha Feilong: "Aren't you a monk?

"Damn, don't push me! Who pushed me? I'm just sweeping the floor!" Li Bai complained again and again.

Don't take such a trick!

"Looking for death?" Sha Feilong shouted angrily when he saw that Li Bai was blocking his way.

"Who is this little monk, why did you rush forward so bravely?" exclaimed a passer-by.

When Master Li heard this, he also turned his head slightly to look at the little monk, frowned slightly, and thought to himself: It is worthy of Jinshan Temple, and any little monk has such courage.

On the other hand, the so-called genius next to her, at such a time, he cowered and no one dared to speak, so when he thought about it, he couldn't help but admire the little monk who rushed out in front of him even more.

As everyone knows, Li Bai is collapsing at the moment, what is this?

I didn't agree and hit the jackpot again, didn't I?

I saw Sha Feilong holding a long knife in his hand and coming straight at Li Bai, if it was a group of martial arts monks from Jinshan Temple, he would be afraid, but the little monk in front of him was obviously powerless.

Those who practice martial arts can see it.

Hui An and Hui Ming were going to go to Elder Yuantong to learn Buddhism, but they saw a noisy crowd on the way, so they walked over curiously: "Li Bai?"

Although the onlookers were afraid, they refused to leave and discussed.

"This little monk faced that villain empty-handed, could it be a peerless master?"

"Have you read too many martial arts novels? That little monk looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, how can he be a peerless master?" someone next to him said disdainfully.

"Peerless masters? Do you think too much, do you really think that every monk knows martial arts? Most of the monks pursue the supreme Dharma, and only a small number of them practice martial arts. The person who spoke was Hui An, he looked at the ignorant passer-by and said even more disdainfully: "This Li Bai is just a lazy sweeper, not even a monk." ”

"I really don't know whether to live or die, I don't have the ability to return the hero, see how he dies?" Hui Ming nodded and pulled the corners of his mouth and said.