Chapter 311: Huangya Competition

In the past few days, Bodhi Temple has been quite calm, since the last time Zhuo Yifan teased Shangguan Yuqing, everyone no longer paid attention to him, especially Shangguan Yuqing, which made Zhuo Yifan very nerve-wracking. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In order to make everyone no longer angry, Zhuo Yifan announced to everyone that he had covered all the swear words in the Bodhi Temple, in order to show his remorse to everyone.

Everyone did not express their position immediately, but only said that it depended on his specific actions. In order to fulfill his promise, after the morning class, everyone was resting, and Zhuo Yifan could only go to the downtown area of Bocheng to purchase the food and vegetables needed by Bodhi Temple when others were resting.

Even if Zhuo Yifan was very reluctant in his heart, who let himself be at a loss, plus he had already promised it, this matter became an errand that he couldn't shake.

No, the morning class had passed, and he began to lead the little donkey again and walked towards the downtown area of Bocheng.

Since the distance was not very far, he soon came to the downtown area of Bocheng.

The streets of the city are still full of hawkers, a dazzling array of strange things, and accompanied by the bustling exotic people, the style of the ancient city of Biansai is particularly unique.

However, for Zhuo Yifan, he is not in much of a mood to appreciate these scenes, and the recent trivial chores can make him a little busy. At this time, he just wanted to buy the food and vegetables used in the Bodhi Temple as soon as possible, and then return to the Bodhi Temple to have a good rest.

"Oh, why are there so many people today?"

Zhuo Yifan didn't think about it anymore, he sighed, and led the little donkey into the market, the lively crowd was like a pot of boiling water, and the sound was monstrous.

Looking at the crowd that couldn't see the end, his head suddenly felt dizzy, even so, there was no way, after all, he came out to buy food and vegetables, and he had to squeeze into the street, so it was normal for people to gather here.

After a while, in front of a hodgepodge stall on the street, there were a few people dressed in strong clothes, and they talked very well, and they looked like people running the rivers and lakes. They were eating food leisurely and laughing at the same time.

"This year's Huangya Bang competition must be lively!" one of the young men with a knife on his back shouted.

"Who said no, this is a once-in-a-decade event in the rivers and lakes, as long as you are walking on the rivers and lakes, who doesn't care much about this matter!" a middle-aged man next to him continued.

"Then tell me, who can win the first place in this Huangya list competition!" The young man folded his arms around his chest, and his expression looked very curious.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, shook his head, and said: "It's hard to say, ten years is not a short time! Their martial arts must have improved a lot, as for how far they have improved, as long as God and themselves know!"

The young man with the knife on his back felt that it was also impressive in three days, not to mention that it had been ten years. I saw that his expression was in agreement, and then he nodded slightly.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan, who was passing by, heard this, and his heart suddenly shook, and he secretly said: "Huangya Bang?

Then Zhuo Yifan set his eyes on the few people in the rivers and lakes who were in strong suits, and suddenly a flash of essence flashed, and he led the little donkey to a few people.

"Hey, a few heroes, the Huangya Bang competition you just talked about is it a once-in-a-decade Huangya Bang!" Zhuo Yifan smiled, and bowed slightly to them from time to time to show respect, after all, the other party was a person from the rivers and lakes, and he was still a little scared in his heart.

Hearing the voice, several people turned their eyes to him, only to see a young man looking at them with a smile on his face.

The young man with the knife on his back frowned, his expression was disgusted with him, a young man leading a donkey, looking at the dress and attire, he was not a person from the rivers and lakes, and naturally he was not a famous person.

His head tilted up, his nostrils soared to the sky, and he said impatiently, "Go, go...... Where did the little deflated three come from, go on the side to play. ”

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, his smiling cheeks couldn't help but stiffen, he didn't expect this young man to be so short-tempered, and he really looked down on people.

Although he was very upset with the young man's offensive words, he did not turn his face because of it. Maybe people walking on the rivers and lakes are like this, their temperament and voice are their characteristics, and after all, they are a young man holding a little donkey, an inconspicuous young man.

Looking at the young man's disgusted expression, Zhuo Yifan's face was still smiling, after all, he was still just a nobody, after self-cultivation in the Bodhi Temple, he no longer had such a big temper, as long as he didn't touch the bottom line of these people who ran the rivers and lakes, then they wouldn't come up and beat themselves.

"This hero, I don't mean anything else, I just want to ask!" he put down the rope leading the donkey in his hand and leaned forward again.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan continued to ask, the young man with the knife on his back had a slightly flat face, and his breathing began to be a little rapid and uneven.

He slapped the table with his big hand, and said in a very unhappy tone: "Hey, you bastard kid, you are quite bold, let you get out, you still kick your nose in the face!" After speaking, he was about to get up and teach Zhuo Yifan in front of him a lesson.

Looking at the young man with the knife on his back, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but be worried for a while, he could see that this young man with the knife on his back not only knew how to do two blows, but also his martial arts were not bad, and he was a master he couldn't mess with.

Zhuo Yifan panicked in his heart, and after a while, he estimated that he was about to come to a catastrophe, he bitterly cheeked, waiting for the young man with the knife on his back.

"Hey, don't be angry, an inconspicuous child, what are you angry with him, you lose your identity!"

Seeing that the young man was about to make a move, the middle-aged man next to him patted him on the shoulder and stopped him.

The young man who was stopped heard this, and he was no longer embarrassed to do it, after all, walking on the rivers and lakes, face is the most important signboard.

His eyes widened, he glared at Zhuo Yifan angrily, and said, "Hurry up, don't bother me!"

The middle-aged man next to him also waved his hand at Zhuo Yifan and asked him to leave quickly, with a very disgusted expression.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan could only hang his head and turn around and walk towards the donkey.

But after a few steps, he stopped again, feeling more and more uncomfortable. I just asked a question, not only did he not answer, but he was also scolded for no reason, which is not very cool to think about.

He bit his lip, turned and walked back, and sat down across from the angry young man.

Before the people who were eating could speak, they saw a figure sitting down.

The young man hurriedly raised his eyes, moved his gaze to the white shadow, and saw Zhuo Yifan, who was calm and calm, and a look of disbelief suddenly rippled on the young man's face.

This boy who didn't know the height of the sky dared to sit down.

As soon as his look of disbelief passed, a flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the young man with the knife on his back, and he shouted: "Boy, you are looking for death!" (To be continued.) )