The Taoist priest felt strange when he saw that Ji Ping had not started to eat for a long time, so he looked up at him, and when he saw Ji Ping smiling, he immediately understood. He swallowed the rice in his mouth hard, coughed lightly and said: "It's Wu Jianren, the sword of the swordsman, the benevolence of righteousness, not my slut" Ji Ping just finally couldn't help laughing, and nodded again and again: "It's a slut, not Jianren." Wu Jianren was very helpless, so he stopped arguing with him and ate by himself.

Seeing Wu Jianren so embarrassed, Ji Ping finally breathed a bad breath in his heart, and his appetite also cheered up, put the jar in his hand on the ground, grabbed the roast chicken in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth, and after stuffing it, he poured another sip of wine. After drinking, Ji Ping slowly began to talk more.

"Brother slut, are you really a Taoist priest?" asked Ji Ping in a low voice

"Of course, don't you see that my robe is still on?" Wu Jianren said as he wiped his oily hands vigorously on the robe, and then picked up the wine and poured it violently.

Ji Ping shook his head and said: "It's not like, it's really not like, aren't people in Taoism all pay attention to pure cultivation, you see that you have eaten meat and drunk wine, how can you have a little bit of pure cultivation?"

Wu Jianren seemed to be sore by Ji Ping's words, and his face began to turn red, but it didn't look very obvious because of the dust on his face. "The monk still has wine and meat through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart, so don't Taoist priests be allowed to have wine and meat through the intestines, and Sanqing stays in his heart. Besides, there are many kinds of people in Taoism, there are Taoist priests who cultivate in Qing Dynasty, there are Taoist priests who are traveling Fang, and I belong to the Taoist priests of Youfang."

These words really made Ji Ping speechless. Since then, Ji Ping has a deeper understanding of the thickness of Wu Jianren's skin.

"Who of you is Ji Ping?" several big men walked up to the table at some point, and one of them shouted at the top of his voice

"He is" Wu Jianren's eyes were quick, and he stretched out his hand and shouted at Ji Ping, who was already slightly drunk.

The big man quickly gave the shopkeeper a look, and the shopkeeper stepped forward and pointed at Wu Jianren tremblingly, "He came in with a jade slip just now" After speaking, he ran away.

The big man glanced at Ji Ping, then looked at Wu Jianren and said: "Don't want to deceive Lao Tzu, although that little Huazi is covered with dust, but he looks quite serious, look at you again, the thief's eyebrows are like rats, his face is full of obscenity, and he knows that he is not a good person at a glance" A big man behind him interjected in time: "That Ji Ping, but a lascivious and shameless person, aren't you like this, come with us, our son is invited"

Wu Jianren was so humiliated in public, he was not angry, but even more shameless, he put one foot on the stool, and said with a big grin: "Who is your son?"

As soon as these words came out, all the big men burst into laughter: "Even our son doesn't know, go out and inquire, the Fang family in Hanshan City, the eldest son of Fang"

"I haven't heard of it, what if I don't go" "Then we can only invite with our fists" said that all the big men pounced on him.

While the big men were fighting with Wu Jianren, the young man in Jinse's gorgeous costume and the old man in black sitting at the table not far away were watching with relish.

"Childe, it seems that we are really looking for the wrong person," the old man in black said respectfully

"How can you see it," the young man in Jin Se was staring at the people who were fighting, and said with a smile

"This person's body looks like he is stumbling, dodging everywhere, very clumsy, but it's not, you see that everyone's fist seems to hit him but didn't make any sound, it should just touch his sleeve, I guess the sleeve is also deliberately let them touch, this person's feet seem messy, in fact, every step is according to the direction of the Big Dipper, it should be Taoist exercises, but the two families of Buddhism and Taoism have not been born for a long time, and the old decay cannot be determined. It's better to meet him with old decay."

The son of Jin Se Huafu did not answer, which was regarded as a tacit acquiescence

As the old man in black stood up, the black mist around him became thick, and the whole room exuded a cold atmosphere, and then the old man in black suddenly disappeared in place, and then a black mist appeared in mid-air, and ran straight to Wu Jianren's back.

After the loud bang, the room fell silent for a moment, only a slight clicking sound was heard, and in a moment all the tables and chairs were shattered and scattered to the ground. Only the table and chair where Ji Ping slept soundly were unharmed.

The black mist disappeared, and the figure of the old man in black also appeared, and he took a few steps backwards before standing still.

Wu Jianren's lewd smile had disappeared, and he said with a serious face: "Condensed but not condensed, flashy but not real, the power of soul determination is nothing more than that." The power of ants dare to compete with the sun and the moon. ”

After that, he walked to the table, put the jade slip into his arms, picked up the sleeping Ji Ping in one hand, and held the wine jar in the other, and disappeared at the corner of the street with a few ups and downs.

The old man in black was about to chase after him, but the young man in Jin Se Huafu shook his head, and said with a gloomy face: "No need, this Taoist person, we are not its opponents, you rush to the Ten Thousand Souls Sect and tell the torture elder that Ji Ping appeared in Hanshan City, by the way, I also told the other elders by the way, just say that Ji Ping committed adultery and plunder in Hanshan City, let them clean up the portal by themselves" The old man in black received the order and left in a hurry.

After speaking, the young man in Jinse Chinese clothes stepped forward and kicked the big men lying on the ground with his foot, and said coldly: "Are you dead?

"Useless things, it's embarrassing here, don't hurry back"

In a moment, people go to the empty building.

I don't know how long it took, Ji Ping woke up from his sleep slowly, he opened his eyes, and a lewd face appeared in front of him, he shrank back, while wrapping the clothes on his body hard, and said timidly, "I'm a man"

The person in front of him was Wu Jianren, he saw that Ji Ping hadn't woken up for a long time, and he was a little relieved, so he approached to see the situation, but at this time, Ji Ping opened his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you, seeing you hugging such a big wine jar, I thought you could drink it, but I didn't expect you to drink so badly, and I slept for a whole day and a night after drinking such a little wine."

Hearing the wine jar, Ji Ping asked suddenly: "Where is my wine jar" Wu Jianren pointed to the ground, and Ji Ping was relieved when he saw that the wine jar was still there. For yesterday's incident, I just vaguely remembered that the big men were beating Wu Jianren, and I didn't remember what happened after that, so I asked with concern: "You weren't injured yesterday, right?"

"Just those stinky fish and rotten shrimp are not enough for this Taoist master to stuff his teeth," Wu Jianren replied disdainfully

Ji Ping didn't chase this question any further, and it was commonplace for Wu Jianren's boastful style. Standing up, he glanced around, "What is this place?"

"Shanhan Temple, there are many houses here, anyway, those monks can't live, so it shouldn't be a problem for us to stay for a few nights."

With the sound of bells, the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the house and sprinkled on Ji Ping.