Chapter 109: The Trip to the Great Tent
In the end, Yin Kexi came to the Central Plains and had his calculations, and even he knew about the Jiuyang True Scripture, otherwise there would be no later book theft, as a Hu businessman from Persia, where did he get the news?
At this time, the Zoroastrianism from Persia had been hidden in the dark, why did this Persian still dare to swagger around, and what was he stealing the Jiuyang True Scripture for? This qiē Chen Yunfeng had not been explained before, but now that he has seen someone, sooner or later he will find out his secret.
As soon as Chen Yunfeng opened his mouth, Zhou Botong threw the plate in his hand on the table next to him, and with a shake of his hand, the four warriors flew out of the big tent upside down, he clapped his hands and ran behind Chen Yunfeng with a grin, but muttered in a low voice:
"That big monk has two brushes, and that ghost looks like some strange methods, and the others are nothing, but do you know the little guy who looks like a thief with a full face, why do you keep staring at you with a pair of eyes, and you want to do bad things when you see it. ”
Chen Yunfeng was secretly surprised in his heart, although this old naughty boy was greedy for fun, but his eyes were extremely sharp, who would say that the old naughty boy didn't calculate that he was a fool.
"The two heroes don't know the big names, since they have arrived under Xiao Wang's tent, then please sit down and have a drink. Kublai Khan, who was sitting at the top, still said lightly.
Chen Yunfeng almost had the idea of stepping forward to kill the founding emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, but he didn't know how much impact this kind of reversal of history would have on the whole world, and his own ability could not control the trend of history, he smiled faintly and before he could speak, King Jinlun stood up and said:
"Chen Shaoxia, I didn't expect to see Your Excellency here today, judging by your expression, you should have recovered from your injury, right?"
Chen Yunfeng also arched his hand and smiled:
"The Golden Wheel National Master is in good spirits at this time, and the internal injuries in his body have also healed? This is a good thing. ”
The seemingly polite greetings between the two made the faces of the people present change slightly, Yin Kexi and the others had only tried with the Golden Wheel Dharma King before, and they were not the opponents of the Golden Wheel Dharma King at all, this Golden Wheel and Chen Yunfeng meant that the two had fought, and both of them were injured a lot, and this should not be long in the past;
The most shocking thing was Yang Guo, he had seen Chen Yunfeng defeat Huo Du with one move, and slapped the golden demon pestle in Darba's hand with a sword, and at the same time remembered that Chen Yunfeng had saved his xiaolongbao, and also remembered that Chen Yunfeng had offended Guo Jing for him, and for a while he couldn't help but hang his head with a hot face.
King Jinlun was originally going to take down Zhou Botong, but he didn't expect Chen Yunfeng to arrive again in a blink of an eye, he calculated, with Chen Yunfeng's means, it was impossible for him to win without a day and a half, plus the old man who came in and grabbed the food in his hand, he was not sure that the people present could stop it, and when the time came, if the prince had an accident, there would be no need for him, the national teacher, to continue to go now.
Looking at Chen Yunfeng, who had a relaxed expression, King Jinlun couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, and he introduced Kublai Khan with a smile on his face:
"Lord Wang, this is Chen Yunfeng and Chen Shaoxia, the master of the Central Plains martial arts, but I don't know this old man and old man. ”
"My name is Zhou Botong, and I am the old naughty boy, great monk, do you want to go out to fight with me, I'll see if you are as coaxing as you look. Zhou Botong stretched his head out from the side of Chen Yunfeng's neck and said loudly.
"Zhou Botong, you are the uncle of the seventh son of Quanzhen, and the junior brother of Wang Chongyang, the first person in the Central Plains?" Yin Kexi, a Persian Hu merchant on the side, suddenly said loudly.
Chen Yunfeng looked at this guy again, he knew all the masters of the Central Plains, what he was thinking about was definitely not a little trivial, he pondered left and right for a while, he seemed to remember that it was mentioned in the Yitian World that three pieces of the Persian Zoroastrian Holy Fire Order were lost in the Central Plains, and the great shift of Mingjiao's peerless learning was not the weird martial arts of Zoroastrianism;
Although Yin Kexi has not fought with Chen Yunfeng yet, Chen Yunfeng vaguely feels that this guy is probably a person from Persian Zoroastrianism, that is, Manichaeism, and he wants to steal some powerful martial arts to return to Persia.
Suddenly thinking of this, Chen Yunfeng himself felt funny, everything was calculated by himself, but the truth was that he didn't know what was going on.
Hearing that the old urchin was actually the junior brother of Chongyang, the first king of the Central Plains, the Golden Wheel Dharma King's eyes flashed, but Kublai Khan said happily:
"It's actually a master here, please take a seat. ”
"I'm not going to sit down, I've eaten enough just now, and I'm going to find something fun to do with my little brother." Zhou Botong shook his head and said.
At this moment, a monk in his forties walked in, with a clear face and a kind expression, and walked up to Kublai Khan with a smile on his face like a master of Taoism, and he said with a smile:
"Since Senior Zhou doesn't sit, then I will toast the two of you for the prince. ”
Saying that, the monk picked up a wine jug from in front of Kublai Khan, took two wine glasses and poured mare's milk wine into it, Chen Yunfeng's eyes were already as sharp as a goshawk, and at a glance, he saw the monk's fingers pressing on the handle of the wine jug.
This monk is Kublai Khan's first adviser Liu Kan, his legal name is Zicong, although he became a monk, but the ambition and viciousness in his heart are far stronger than ordinary people, this guy is shrewd and treacherous, and he has never been soft when he followed Kublai Khan to deal with the Han people;
The wine jug has a mechanism, and it has been closed inside**, as long as the mechanism is pressed, it will change from ordinary wine to poisonous wine, which is usually a method used by Kublai Khan and this monk to plot against those cautious enemies.
The monk came over with the wine, Zhou Botong winked at Chen Yunfeng twice, picked up two glasses of wine with both hands, and said loudly:
"My little brother doesn't know how to drink, so the old urchin helps him drink. ”
After speaking, the old urchin drank the two glasses of wine, and in a blink of an eye, he covered his belly and chirped:
"Oh, this wine is so sour, it's going to make you sick when you drink it. ”
The old urchin did something that surprised everyone in an instant, he looked at it and walked aside, and the belt around his waist was undone, and he dropped his pants down, and his bare white ass crackled and pooped up right there.
The thunderous jet emitted a foul smell, Chen Yunfeng had already retreated with bated breath when he knew that he had this one, but the rest of the people were furrowed by this smell in such shock.
The old naughty boy didn't care about any face, so he grabbed two cloth towels from the table next to him to wipe his buttocks, and after standing up, he muttered:
"Why is this stomach still hurting, it is estimated that I have drunk less poisonous wine, little monk, bring me the poisonous wine." ”
The old naughty boy's body shook back, and the wine jug in the hand of the monk Zicong fell into the hands of the old naughty boy, only to see Zhou Botong put the wine jug at his mouth and grunted violently, and when the jug was poisoned and there was no drop of wine, he said with a smile:
"Yes, it's a good poisonous wine, and it's good to drink it, but I think the little monk should also drink a little. ”