Sorrow and Zongzheng walked into the inn together, and Sorrow picked up a table in the middle and sat down.

Xiao Er ran over and asked, "Two guest officers, what are you going to do?"

With a sad look, he said naturally: "Bring us a roast goose, and get another pot of good wine." "I look like I'm looking forward to it.

Zong Zheng was about to speak after hearing this, but Xiao Er said first: "The master is a monk, how can he drink wine and eat meat?"

Sadly suffered a big loss in Zongjian Palace last time, and didn't want to have another incident, so he lied to Xiao Er: "Oh, these are what I ordered on behalf of the guest officer next to me, you can just bring me a bowl of somen noodles." ”

Zong Zheng was about to say to Xiao Er that he didn't want wine and meat, but Sorrow first blocked his mouth with his hand, and then said sharply to Xiao Er: "Go and serve the food, what are you doing with the pestle?"

Xiao Er hurriedly left.

Zong Zheng grabbed the sad palm with both hands, and after letting go of the sad palm, he scolded: "How can the master drink wine and eat meat in my name?"

Seeing that Zongzheng was a little stunned, he put his hands together and began to put up the master's score again,

"In the vast sea of people, we can meet, that is a kind of fate, the Buddha does not cross the person who has no fate with the Buddha, I am the Buddha, you and I have a fate, so I want to cross you to become a Buddha!"

Zong Zheng was already angry, and when he heard these inexplicable words, he asked sharply, "Does this have anything to do with the question I just asked?"

Sad but hippie smiled and replied, "No, but it has something to do with what happens later." ”

Zong Zheng looked at the sad and playful appearance, and felt that he must be playing some tricks again, so he just asked lightly: "What is the relationship?"

Sadly smiled, and replied slyly: "I want to cross you to become a Buddha, so wait a minute, you eat vegetarian noodles, and I will eat meat." After finishing speaking, he couldn't stop laughing, and his hands and feet shook for a while.

"Eating meat is killing, isn't the master afraid of sins and going to hell after death? Zong Zheng asked with a serious face,

After hearing this, Sorrow calmed down, and his expression became serious, Zong Zheng thought that Sorrow began to discover his conscience, who knew that he said seriously: "Amitabha, the Buddha said: I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Zong Zheng was immediately silent after hearing this, and thought in his heart: "It's better to fight with this monk than to bite a mad dog." ”

While meditating, Xiao Er came over.

Xiao Er put the roast goose and wine on the table close to Zongzheng, put the plain noodles in front of Sad, and said with a sad face: "Amitabha, there is a labor benefactor." ”

Xiao Er politely replied and walked away.

As soon as Xiao Er left, Sorrow brought the green vegetable noodles in front of him to Zong Zheng, and moved the wine and meat in front of Zong Zheng to himself. He also said with a compassionate face: "Amitabha, roast goose, roast goose, even if I don't eat you, then someone will eat you, instead of giving it to others, it is better to give it to me, I will at least surpass you." He spoke fluently, as if such words had become familiar, like examples before breaking the abstinence from eating meat at every meal, but it also seemed sad that there was indeed no righteousness.

After the sorrow was finished, he grabbed the whole roast goose as he did last night, and bit it fiercely at the goose's buttocks, and a stream of oil juice instantly wiped his mouth, and he enjoyed it sadly.

Zong Zheng looked sad and funny, and thought it was really funny, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Sad to eat without a look, but eating is very particular, no hurry, but enjoy the process, a meal for more than half an hour, the two of them plan to leave after eating.

Sadly shouted at Xiao Er: "Xiao Er, settle the bill." ”

Xiao Er ran over and said, "Two guest officers, a total of two taels." ”

After hearing this, the sorrow did not mean to pay the bill, but signaled to the sect to settle the bill.

Zong Zheng didn't understand the meaning of sorrow, and he didn't pay the meaning of the silver for a long time, so he was sad and anxious, and shouted: "Mei, settle the bill." ”

Zong Zheng asked inexplicably, "What is the account?"

Sadly patted Zongzheng's head and scolded: "Are you really stupid or fake stupid, you just pay for money." ”

Zong Zheng said with an innocent face: "I don't have any silver. ”

Sad and unbelieving, he searched Zongzheng, but he was stunned that no silver was found.

Xiao Er looked at the two anxiously from the side.

Sad that in the past eight years, He Zeng has settled the accounts by himself, and he either eats and drinks all the way, or simply eats the overlord meal, and now he can't eat, so he can only eat the overlord meal.

Sadness pointed to the back of Xiao Er and said, "Look, my apprentice has come to settle the bill for me!"

Xiao Er turned his head to look and found that there was nothing, turned around, and found that the old monk had pulled the guest officer next to him and ran to the door.

Xiao Er shouted a few people and chased them out in an instant.

Zong Zheng was dragged all over the street by sorrow.

Zong Zheng was very strange, and asked as he ran, "Master, what are we running?"

Sadly glared at Zong Zheng and scolded harshly: "It's not all because of you, you still think you have silver?"

Zong Zheng woke up and said: "Oh, it turns out that you have to pay silver for eating at the inn, no wonder the last time I ate at the inn, I didn't have any silver, so they punched and kicked me." ”

After hearing this, Sadness gasped and said, "Unexpectedly, your kid has also eaten the overlord meal." ”

The two ran a long way, and when they saw that no one was chasing after them, they stopped and gasped for breath.

The cool breeze blew strongly, the leaves swayed, and Zongzheng and Sorrow came to a mountain forest.

Sorrow reconciled her breath with internal force, and when her breath was calm, Sorrow patted Zongzheng's shoulder with her hand and boasted: "Okay, Mei Chuxi, can follow me so far." ”

Zong Zheng saw that he was sad for a while and breathed evenly, and he knew that his internal strength was deep, and he was afraid of exposing his martial arts, so he didn't dare to use his internal strength to regulate pranayama, so he replied breathlessly: "You have been pulling me, you can't run, you have to, run." "Speech is affected by breathing, and it is also intermittent.

After running away for a while, and after drinking some wine, I felt a little thirsty, and I didn't want to move around anymore, so I put my hand on the position of my air pocket, pretended to be uncomfortable, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hey! I can't do it, you hold me to find a place to sit." ”

Zong Zheng looked at the sad look, and knew that the sorrow was fake, but he couldn't break it, and once the path was broken, it would arouse the sadness's doubts about himself, so he found a stake with the sorrow and the sorrow, and sat on the stake with the sorrow.

After sitting down, Sorrow thumped his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Mei Izuchi, I can't walk anymore, you go and get me some water." With that, he handed Zongzheng a flask.

Zong Zheng immediately understood the intention of sorrow, and admitted: "Then you wait here, and I will come when I go." He took the flask and left.

After Zong Zheng left, Sorrow sat on the stake, humming a small tune, with a melodious expression, so comfortable.

When he was enjoying himself freely, suddenly two people in white clothes holding long swords jumped into sorrow, and they were Yuan Xuan Sanren Tong Yinli and Chong Xuan San Ren Shang Youwei.

Shang Youwei scolded: "Hmph, I know that the old monk who eats meat and drinks wine in the inn is you." "Sad saw that it was the two masters of the sect sword sect, thinking of the old days and their junior disciples who were obedient and fighting, and the obedient swordsmanship was fierce, Sad felt a trace of fear in his heart, knowing that he would definitely not be able to fight the two of them together.

Sadness explained: "Two scattered people, there is really a misunderstanding between us. ”

Tong Yin said angrily: "Misunderstanding, can you solve the misunderstanding by killing my junior brother?"

Sad explained innocently: "You believe me, I really didn't kill your junior brother. ”

Tong Yin didn't listen at all, of course, he wouldn't believe it if he heard it, and remembered the tragic death of Bu obedient in the past, so he said: "Don't talk nonsense, we will seek justice for Senior Brother Bu today." ”

So saying, the two raised their swords and stabbed them.

Tong Yin stood a sword and stabbed to the neck of Sorrow, the swordsmanship was steady and accurate, Sorrow used two palms to clamp the tip of the sword with internal force, this fashion is promising then the sword points to the canopy of the sad sternum, Sadness can not let go of his hands, but Shang Youwei has approached his own death point, knowing that he is not dead after being stabbed is also seriously injured, so he quickly tilted to the right. But he still didn't completely dodge the blade of the sword, and his left arm was pierced with skin.

Zong Zheng came to mourn with a wine jug full of water, and heard the sound of fighting in the distance, so he walked over quietly and hid behind a big tree.

Zong Zheng saw that Sorrow was besieged by two men with long swords, and was shocked when he looked closely,

"One of the two of them is the quasi-sword of the Zongjian Sect, and the other is the ruthless sword of the Zongjian Sect, and the internal force is so deep, I am afraid that in a few moves, the Sorrowful Master will be injured, what should I do?"

After Sorrow dodged a sword, he then kicked his feet and flew up, letting go of Tong Yinli's sword, and at this time, Shi Youwei immediately flew up and stabbed at the spring of his feet, and after Sorrow kicked away Tong Yinli's sword, he immediately reversed in the air and clamped the tip of Shang Youwei's sword with two palms.

Shang Youwei said angrily: "Old monk, will you use the 'Buddha Palm Leaf' move?"

Sadness didn't even have time to answer, and in a blink of an eye, Tong Yinli flew and stabbed with a rotating body, Sadness grabbed Shang Youwei's sword, and used the sword as the focus point to bend his front body and kicked it towards Shang Youwei's sword-holding hand, Sad A front body bent down to avoid Tong Yinli, Tong Yinli swept over the sorrow and pounced in the air, and Shang Youwei used his left hand to resist the sad kick.

Sorrow let go of her palms and stood on the ground.

Tong Yin stood on the tree and flew back to stab at the gate of sorrow again, Shang Youwei swung his sword and stabbed to the side of sorrow, and Sorrow used the King Kong finger to clamp the sword body of Shang Youwei with his index finger and middle finger, and one knelt on the ground and kneeled, and used the sword of Shang Youwei to block Tong Yinli's sword.

Zong Zheng stood aside, seeing that the swordsmanship of the Sect Sword Sect was so powerful, he couldn't help but sigh at the strength of Shangguan's predecessors, but he couldn't help but worry about sorrow in his heart, and thought in his heart: "The Master of Sorrow has always been defensive and evasive, and the two of them are attacking and killing more and more powerful, if you don't think of a way as soon as possible, I'm afraid that the Master of Sorrow will die under the sword of the two, if you rush to the rescue, I'm afraid of causing a lot of right and wrong, what should I do?"

Zong Zheng was anxious when he suddenly saw a honeycomb on the tree.

Suddenly I had an idea.

After Sorrow used the power of the 'King Kong Finger' to drive the sword to block Tong Yinli's sword, the two swords instantly merged, and pressed Sorrow hard, Sorrow itself knelt on the ground, coupled with the strength of the two, Sorrow knelt heavily on the ground, and pressed his elbows against the blades of the two swords. The two of them put more effort into it, and beads of sweat fell from their sad faces.

At this moment, a honeycomb was thrown between the three people, and in an instant, the wasp flew out and stung at sight.