He didn't wait long, and through the open door, Wang San saw several people walking towards him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The person who was the leader, Wang San knew, was Zhang Yuanwai, who had a relationship in Wulong Temple.

Next to Zhang Yuanwai, there was a man dressed gorgeously, no more than in his early twenties, and he looked good, just like a handsome son.

can walk side by side with Zhang Yuanwai, and the identity of this man will not be simple.

"Who is this man?" a question popped up in Wang San's heart.

Zhang Yuanwai and his party are getting closer and closer, and after a while, they walked out of the door, and when they saw Wang San, Zhang Yuanwai laughed and said: "Haha, it turned out to be the third master, Zhang is entangled in affairs, and he is not welcome, please don't be surprised by the third master!"

Saying this, Zhang Yuan smiled outside, but he lost a little respect.

How could Wang San not hear the doorway, but he didn't care, and returned the salute with a smile: "The staff is polite." ”

The man next to Zhang Yuanwai, from the moment he went out, noticed Wang San, in his opinion, he could let Zhang Yuanwai go out to greet him in person, he must be a prominent person.

But when he saw Wang San's dress, there was a strong disdain in his eyes, and he immediately asked, "Uncle Zhang, who is this little monk?"

"Oh, look at me...... You're all busy, come, I'll introduce you to each other. Zhang Yuanwai gestured with his hand and said, "This is the new head of the Five Dragons Pagoda." After a pause, he said: "Little third master, this young talent next to me is the son of the single family, Shan Ming!"

For the single family, Wang San heard it clearly, and its status was on par with the Zhang family, and he thought: "No wonder this person can walk side by side with Zhang Yuanwai." Understood the reason, looked at Shan Ming, and said: "It turned out to be a single son, and he has admired the name of the son for a long time." ”

"The third master is too modest!" Shan Ming looked indifferent.

Shan Ming knew about the death of the Dao Boundless, but he didn't expect that the new head of the Zhaitang was actually a milky little monk.

The first one in Wulong Temple is a first-class master in the world, and this little monk in front of him may not even be considered a third-rate.

Shan Ming's guess is right, in terms of martial arts moves alone, Wang San is not in the stream at all, but don't forget his body technique, with the dragonfly point water lifting technique, as long as he is not a first-class master, he has to be careful of the kitchen knife in his hand.

For example, the group of mountain bandits he met before, the highest is only a third-rate, but then he met a ghost envoy, it was a genuine first-class master, if it wasn't for the magic of his body, and then he met Ma Yidao, it was really enough for him to drink a pot.

Of course, these kings didn't know.

"Little third master, I heard that the first seat of Wulong Temple is a first-class master in the world. Yi Ming is not talented, he has entered the third-rate realm at the age of twenty, and he wants to ask the junior master for a few tricks!" Shan Ming said with a smile, but this smile clearly did not contain good intentions.

"Your uncle, is this a demonstration?" Wang San scolded secretly, thinking: "What kind of second-rate, first-class, I still flow! You want to test my water, but I just won't give you a chance, let you be anxious!"

"Amitabha!" Wang San learned the appearance of the abbot of Yuantong, and made a Zen slap, and said: "Shan Gongzi, this seat is a monk, and you must not fight with others, but you can rest assured, there will be opportunities in the future, and after this seat is still vulgar, it will definitely fight with Shan Gongzi for hundreds of rounds." ”

"Uh......"

In the first half of the sentence, I heard Shan Ming sneer, but in the second half of the sentence, when I heard Wang San say that he wanted to be vulgar, let alone Shan Ming, even Zhang Yuanwai's complexion became unnatural.

Zhang Yuanwai thought that he had misheard, and asked tentatively: "Little third master, the old man heard it right, you said you want to ...... Or vulgar?"

"There's no way, in order to compare a few tricks with Shan Gongzi, this seat has no choice but to do this. The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell. Wang San clasped his hands in front of his chest, looking like he was sacrificing himself.

"I'm not as good as hell, who goes to hell ......"

Zhang Yuanwai muttered this sentence in his mouth, savoring the meaning, he was a person who believed in Buddhism, and had an in-depth study of Buddhism, otherwise, he would not often go to Wulong Temple to incense.

However, today, this sentence in Wang San's mouth deeply attracted him, and the more he tasted it, the more he felt that the Zen machine contained in it was deep and great...... It's like an ocean.

As a result, Zhang Yuanwai's view of Wang San has changed 180 degrees.

Can an ordinary little monk speak such words with Zen power?

Shan Ming is different from Zhang Yuanwai, he doesn't know any Zen language, in his opinion, Wang San just didn't dare to fight him, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said: "Little third master, it's just a simple exchange......

Shan Ming didn't finish speaking, but he was interrupted by Zhang Yuanwai, and he could only hear him say: "Yiming, put aside the matter of learning for the time being, this is not the place to talk, and invite the junior master to the living room to talk about it." ”

This sudden change, not to mention that Shan Ming didn't understand, even Wang San didn't understand it, so Zhang Yuanwai in front of him instantly changed as if he was a person, thinking: "What's the situation?" But that's fine, Wang San doesn't have to continue to make nonsense.

"Little Third Master, please!" Zhang Yuan stood sideways and asked with his hand.

"Please do not work!"

"Master, please!"

Zhang Yuanwai was so polite, it was really rare, and the people around him couldn't help but be stunned, especially the young strong man who was the gatekeeper before, cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead, and Wang San's appearance was firmly remembered in his heart.

"Amitabha, the staff is too polite, that is, this seat will not be postponed anymore. As he spoke, Wang San took a step forward and walked in front of him.

Zhang Yuanwai then followed, deliberately a little behind as a sign of respect.

Shan Ming clenched his fists, there was no smile on his face, and he looked at Wang San and Zhang Yuanwai coldly.

"Shan Gongzi, what are you doing standing, let's go in together!"

Shan Mingsheng turned his head and found that it was the little monk who came with Wang San, and his heart became more and more angry, and he flicked his sleeves and strode towards Zhang's house.

"This person is really rude!"

All of them muttered, and they also stepped to follow.

Entering the Zhang Mansion, the first thing is a road paved with bluestone, and all kinds of flowers and plants are planted on both sides, most of which cannot be named.

In front of him, Wang San thought of two words.

Villa!

"Little Third Master, can you explain the Zen saying you just said to Zhang?" Zhang Yuanwai couldn't help but ask the doubts in his heart.

"What Zen language?" Wang Sanqi said.

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell ......"

"Oh, that's what you're talking about!" Wang San suddenly understood, he finally understood why Zhang Yuanwai had changed so much before and after.

This time, it's a blind cat that meets a dead mouse, and it's crooked!

But Wang San didn't know the meaning of this sentence, so how could he explain it?