Seeing a few people walking away, Zhao Ming hurriedly took out the envelope from his sleeve. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Staring at the envelope in his hand, Zhao Ming unconsciously laughed again.

"One, two, three...... Twenty sheets,, I didn't expect this guy to be a local tyrant, is it possible that the local tyrants in this world are so easy to fool? ”

Zhao Ming put the twenty silver tickets of fifty taels back into the envelope and stuffed them into his sleeve.

Tidy up the cuffs, and found that it wouldn't fall out, Zhao Ming rushed back, not in a hurry, I didn't think it before, but I tasted the sweetness, so how could I give up like this, the man has such a chance, even if the money can't be exchanged for merit at that time, won't he still use it when he goes down the mountain in the future (Zhao Ming didn't plan to hand it over in his heart, anyway, how many others don't know).

Just as Zhao Ming entered the mountain gate and walked towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there was a sudden noise in front of him.

Zhao Ming saw that many people were surrounded, and his curiosity couldn't help but be hooked, and he walked over unconsciously.

Just when Zhao Ming finally squeezed into the ironclad crowd, he saw a bare head at first sight, Zhao Ming didn't stop for a while, and almost touched the glowing head with his nose.

Zhao Ming grabbed the buddy next to him, but fortunately stopped at the last moment.

At this time, after a careful look, I found that it was my uncle Huikong Monk.

looked at the person who was arguing with Huikong, and when he looked at the dress, he knew that he was a person in the rivers and lakes (as long as it was a person, he could see it), but Zhao Ming didn't figure out who this buddy was after watching it for a long time (I didn't know a few of them).

Zhao Ming's shoulder touched the buddy who was watching the excitement next to him: "Dude, who is this?"

The man next to him only cared about watching the excitement, and replied without even looking back: "You don't know this, this is Chen Guyan, the elder of the beggar gang." ”

"Beggar Gang, how can the Beggar Gang make trouble in Shaolin?" Zhao Ming was confused when he heard that it was the elder of the Beggar Gang, and he was instantly confused, according to the time, at this time Qiao Feng should be the deputy leader of the Beggar Gang, Qiao Feng's master is also the uncle of the Shaolin monk Xuankushi, it stands to reason that the relationship between the Beggar Gang and Shaolin should be good, but where is this trouble.

The buddy next to him seemed to hear Zhao Ming's self-talk, and thought that he was talking to him again, so he replied with a numb mouth: "You don't know this, you know at a glance that you are not very good, otherwise how could you not know Elder Chen Guyan of the Beggar Gang."

Do you know that there were two people when they came, but Qiao Feng, the deputy leader of the beggar gang, hadn't come out for a long time since he went in, and this Chen Guyan was a quick temper again, wouldn't this rush start to quarrel! Fortunately, this master has a good temperament, and he hasn't been angry after being scolded for so long, if I had already started with him, Made, I can't stand this Chen Guyan's scolding, if you want to put it on me twenty years ago, with my violent temper, I must let him know why the flowers are so red. ”

Zhao Ming listened to this buddy's bragging, and he didn't debunk it.

At this time, Zhao Ming's mind was attracted by the name 'Qiao Feng', this is the first of the three protagonists of Tianlong, and today I finally have the opportunity to meet the real person.

"Donor, are you talking about the North Qiao Peak in the 'Southern Murong and Northern Qiao Peak'?"

"Then which Qiao Feng can there be, of course it is the famous North Qiao Feng. At first glance, you know that you are a newcomer, today my brother will tell you about this Qiao Feng Qiao Daxia, I think I was still young back then......."

As soon as Zhao Ming heard it, he knew that this buddy was talking again, and he had an urge to rush up and beat him violently.

"This buddy won't be Tang Seng in his last life, if he is put in the Journey to the West, he will definitely have a fight with Tang Seng!"

Zhao Ming didn't care what this buddy said at this time, now Zhao Ming's heart was full of Qiao Feng, thinking about whether he should go to meet the legendary figure in this Tianlong.

But think about it and calm down again, since Qiao Feng came to Shaolin, he must be looking for his master Master Xuanku, and it would be reckless for him to go rashly, and the first impression with people was not good.

Zhao Ming calmed down in his heart, and when he thought about it, he felt wrong, there was a lot of things that the brother next to him wanted to know.

"Dude, you know a lot!"

"That's, don't look at who the buddy is, then I recognized Qiao Feng as soon as he entered Shaolin, I think the buddy was also a character who walked through the south and the north. ”

"You know so much, so do you know why Qiao Feng came here?" Zhao Ming automatically ignored the narcissistic plot of this buddy, and asked tentatively. But I didn't expect this guy to really know.

"Heh, what's so difficult about this, who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know that now the beggar gang leader Wang Jiantong is old and in poor health, and the whole beggar gang is also this gang leader Qiao Feng is young and promising and has strong martial arts, and he is loved by the Wang gang leader, and he has also learned the beggar gang to learn the 'Eighteen Palms of the Dragon', you say that he should not be the leader of this gang, and the position of this gang leader is not a piece of meat in the tiger's mouth for Qiao Feng - an ironclad thing!"

"But what does this Qiao Feng have to do with being the gang leader?"

This buddy finally turned around this time, but how could he see this buddy looking at him with stupid eyes: "You are stupid, how can this Qiao Feng say that he is also a Shaolin disciple, his master is still the master of Shaolin's Xuanku, and now the beggar gang suddenly wants him to be the leader of the beggar gang, this must not be agreed by the master of Xuanku, I estimate that Qiao Feng came to persuade Master Xuanku this time, and I estimate that not only Shaolin, but also many people in the beggar gang should have a lot of opinions about Qiao Feng being the leader of this beggar gang." ”

This buddy finally solved the question in Zhao Ming's heart, "It turns out that the selection of this gang leader is internal, so why are you doing so many gimmicks, it seems that this is the same everywhere, no wonder there are so many elders who support Quan Guanqing later." ”

Just when Zhao Ming was despising the unspoken rules of the inner determination in his heart, a doubt suddenly came from the side: "Little monk, are you a Shaolin monk?"

Zhao Ming looked at this buddy with disdain: "Aren't you talking nonsense, this is Shaolin, and I'm wearing a monk's robe, if it's not a Shaolin monk, it's hard to come to the door!"

"You said you are a Shaolin disciple, why don't you even know about the things in your own door?"

Zhao Ming was stopped by this question, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, "Made, I'm not from this world, how can I know so clearly."

This buddy looked at Zhao Ming and didn't ask much, after all, Zhao Ming's current image knew that he was a monk at a glance, and now he was in Shaolin, of course, he was a Shaolin monk.

Zhao Ming saw that his buddy didn't ask much, and hurriedly began to flash people, he already knew everything he wanted to know, and he didn't see the lively mood now, so why are you staying here.

But Zhao Ming didn't know, not long after he left, Qiao Feng walked out of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, if Zhao Ming knew that he and Qiao Feng missed out because he took one step first, it is estimated that Zhao Ming would have cried to death.

......

And at this moment, Zhao Ming walked to the Bodhi Monastery alone, the peak period has passed at the moment (the rich are gone), his master said that he would go to the Bodhi Monastery to find him when it was okay, those rich people were the first to come to Shaolin, and now it is almost noon, and the incense is some ordinary pilgrims, and the monks of these temples can be settled, and of course they will have nothing to do.

Soon Zhao Ming came to the Bodhi Temple, Zhao Ming went in to take a look, except for the Uncle Huikong, everyone else was here, and his master was also sitting on a futon and resting with his eyes closed.

Zhao Ming didn't bother everyone, but walked to the back of Huilun alone and sat down cross-legged.

Not long after Zhao Ming sat down, the person sitting at the top spoke.

"Amitabha, except for Huikong's nephew and nephew, everyone else has arrived, today Senior Brother Xuanku can't come to preside over something, and the poor monk will come to preside over it temporarily, now, you will report the name of the donor and the amount of donations. ”

As soon as the monk finished speaking, the monk sitting on the far left of the front row began to report.

But at this moment, Zhao Mingke was in a hurry, ", why didn't anyone tell me that there was still this link, how do I know what that buddy is called." ”

Just when Zhao Ming was silently anxious in his heart, Huilun in front turned his head, saw Zhao Ming like this now, and smiled: "That donor's name is Zhao Decai, he is in the rice business, and the business is very big, you can report it truthfully." ”

After saying that, Hui Lun turned his head.

Zhao Ming heard Huilun say this, and his heart was still ready to swallow a little bit of caution, and the thought was gone in an instant, listening to the money reported by everyone in front of him, the amount of money was between auspicious times and hundreds of taels, and none of them had more than one of their own, Zhao Ming couldn't help but be a little happy in his heart, "Hehe, it seems that I am going to get a jackpot today." ”

Soon it was Zhao Ming's turn, and Zhao Ming stood up calmly.

"Zhao Decai, do rice business, donate 1,000 taels of silver. ”

After speaking, he sat down without waiting for everyone's reaction.

The master of the Xuanzi generation who was sitting at the top heard Zhao Ming's words, raised his head and smiled at Zhao Ming and said, "Well, one thousand taels of silver will be counted as one hundred merits." After speaking, he picked up his pen and wrote it in a large book.

Zhao Ming couldn't help muttering in his heart when he heard this.

"It's not even a ninety percent less, and I would have underreported it if I knew it..."

At this moment, he didn't know whether a hundred merits was too much or too little, and he was still thinking about what it meant to be reduced tenfold in one moment.

"Well, when I go back, I'll have to ask what Xuzhu can do with this hundred merits. ”