Zhi Lian solemnly said: "If Miss Murong doesn't make trouble, I want to come to this Dharma conference in the morning, the temple has arranged fasting dishes, and I originally wanted everyone to enjoy them after the conference, if this time is delayed, I can immediately ask Xiangzhi Kitchen to prepare immediately, and I will not starve Song Daxia." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"My master has never liked to eat fasting food, and no wine is not happy, he admires the most is the famous monk Daoji Zen Master of this dynasty, the so-called 'wine and meat through the intestines, the Buddha left in his heart' you eat your fast food, I serve the master to eat wine and meat, I don't know outside the Shaolin Temple, Master Zhizhi approved?" Murong Feifei said with a smile.

Since she is going to serve the master, as long as she doesn't make trouble, let her be, so he smiled and said: "Miss Murong, please, Shaolin is not an official government, where do you dare to take care of the girl's affairs." ”

"I don't want to ignore the government, but if the Shaolin monk becomes a member of the government, I don't dare to ignore it. She was sharp-tongued, and when she heard it, she had to be silent, so that she could leave quickly.

Murong Feifei glanced at Lin Ziyan in the audience, and Lin Ziyan immediately threw two pots of good wine on the stage, plus a large bag of cooked beef, and a bag of steamed buns.

Murong Feifei took the wine and food, walked up to Song Zixiu and saluted, "Master, the apprentice is here to serve you for dinner." ”

Song Zixiu laughed, he was heroic, no matter what the occasion was, and he was very depressed when he sat on it, but he drank in front of the world's heroes, and he came very chic, which was in line with his thoughts.

Murong Feifei opened the two jars of wine, and immediately the fragrance overflowed, and when Zhihe on the stage and the five hundred warrior monks under the stage heard it, they couldn't help but show a very dissatisfied look on their faces, and even Master Huijing felt very embarrassed.

Murong Feifei didn't pay attention to it at all, she put the cooked beef on the table, poured the fragrant tea in Song Zixiu's teacup on the table at will, poured good wine, and then turned to Lingbao Daoist and said: "Lingbao Daoist, I bought two jars of wine here, and one jar is reserved for you, don't you know that Wudang is not allowed to drink wine and eat meat?"

Of course, Lingbao Dao Chang understood what she meant, she asked herself again if she wanted to estimate Shaolin's face, he thought in his heart, this drinking wine and eating meat, it was bound to be with Shaolin, but Shaolin was very weird, he had always suspected that the Shaolin monks were controlled by the Mongols, and it was good to make trouble like this at the moment, and destroy this Dharma conference, as long as it did not hurt the world's heroes, even if the Mongols arrested the Shaolin monks, it would not play a big role.

So he laughed and said: "The old way is not to quit meat, and the wine is even more like tea, and I am about to ask the little girl for a bowl." ”

Murong Feifei smiled and put a jar of wine beside him, divided half of the cooked beef to him, and then held four steaming steamed buns in both hands and put them on the small table next to Mrs. Huijing: "Mrs. Huijing, I only bought steamed buns under this mountain, please enjoy them slowly." ”

Master Huijing thanked him too much, but he didn't take it to eat, but Song Zixiu and Lingbao Daoist were too lazy to pay attention to it, grabbed the cooked beef and chewed it, and the wine was also dry cup by cup, and the Lingzhen Daoist in the audience looked at it with a wry smile and shook his head.

Murong Feifei smiled and said to Lingbao Dao Chief: "Dao Chief, don't eat so quickly, although not all the monks here are like Shaolin monks, they are also a lot old, and they don't abide by the rules, but they don't dare to snatch your cooked beef in front of the five hundred Shaolin monks." ”

Of course, she was talking about the Netherworld Sect Master and Mao Ziyuan, who was also a monk before, Murong Feifei suddenly said: "Oh, I forgot that there is another official master on this stage, but this wine and meat are not enough, there are two steamed buns, the official master doesn't mind, right?"

After speaking, she casually threw the two steamed buns to Dugu Fang, these two steamed buns hit Dugu Fang's face, Dugu Fang's heart was angry, but it was inconvenient to embarrass a little girl in front of the heroes of the world, and her master was also on stage.

I saw that he waited for the steamed buns to fly to the door of his face, took a sharp breath, and spit hard, and the two steamed buns hit Murong Feifei's forehead like two iron eggs, and with the sound of "whirring", it was obviously very strong, and the group of heroes in the audience were in an uproar when they saw it, one was worried about Murong Feifei, and the other was also lamented that this Dugu Fang was so powerful, he actually reflected the steamed bun in one breath, and it was not less powerful than the secret weapon sent out by his hand.

I only heard the Lingbao Daoist laugh and said, "Feifei, can you invite Lao Dao to eat a steamed bun?"

After that, he stretched out his hand to catch the two steamed buns, sandwiched a piece of cooked beef in the middle, chewed it up, and ate it very deliciously, and the crowd in the audience burst into applause, most of the people in the audience were unimpressed with Dugu Fang, not to peep at his martial arts, but to see that he killed people as soon as he came up, and brought officers and soldiers, and looked down on him, but he was also afraid of his martial arts and the Huashan faction, and at the moment I saw Lingbao Daoist come to the rescue of Murong Feifei, of course, it was very inappropriate for this Dugu Fang, so they cheered together.

The group of heroes in the audience has long been hungry, most of this group of people are high rollers with large pieces of meat and large bowls of wine, smell the wine, how can they sit still, I heard that Shaolin Temple will have food supply, and I think that the mouth is also fading out of the bird, so there are apprentices who come to the mountain to buy wine and vegetables, and if they don't bring apprentices, they just ask others to buy, even if they don't buy it, they are all high rollers here, and a few more people are welcome to come to eat.

In less than half an hour, a Dharma conference turned into a group of wine and meat conferences, the entire Shaomu Mountain was filled with the smell of wine and meat, and the five hundred warrior monks and Zhizhi were embarrassed on their faces, but they were helpless, Murong Feifei was smiling like a flower, very proud.

Master Lizhi saw that Qunhao was eating happily, and no one had the heart to come up to compete for a seat, but such an opening would inevitably lose Shaolin's face, so he had to step forward and say loudly: "Everyone, if anyone wants to participate in this Dharma conference and discuss Buddhism with the masters on the stage, please come to the stage." ”

He shouted three times in a row, but the group of heroes in the audience only cared about drinking and eating meat, no one paid attention to him, suddenly the green shadow flashed, and an old man in Tsing Yi jumped on the high platform and arched his hand: "Since the world's heroes are unwilling to come up, it seems that Shaolin can't gather all the people, and it will not be held.

Zhizhi saw that this person turned out to be the "Golden Gun" Liang Kai, he knew that Liang Kai could only, and hurriedly said loudly: "Everyone, this is the 'Golden Gun' Mr. Liang Kai, if everyone agrees that Mr. Liang's martial arts can be comparable to everyone on the stage, then please sit down with Mr. Liang!"

Liang Kai squinted at Zhi and scolded secretly in his heart: "You old bald donkey is so vicious, the old man has come up, and he is still stirring up there!" (To be continued.) )