The three of Xiyun were surrounded by them, Red Sleeves was anxious and frightened, and pleaded: "Young Master Chen, please let them go, it's all my fault......"

"Get out of the way!" Young Master Chen was furious, and pushed it vigorously with both hands, and a little girl dared to be inferior to herself three times and twice!

Redsleeves exclaimed, unsteady on his feet, and fell to the ground, spilling a bowl of recooked white rice on the ground again. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiyun frowned and shouted, "You push her again!"

Young Master Chen's eyes widened, and he waved his big hand, "Call me!" A group of people immediately rushed around.

The leader of the guard was the one who held Xiyun with one hand before, but he didn't dare to face Xiyun again at this time, and punched the man with the black beard.

The fist wind came to his face, and the bearded man was shocked, as if he didn't expect the opponent to have such strength, but he saw him take half a step back, his left shoulder retreated, his right shoulder stepped forward, and the flute in his hand pointed at the man's face. The last shot comes first, and the long shot is short.

The head of the guard had round eyes, and secretly screamed that this time he had encountered a hard hand, and hurriedly turned his head to the right, and kicked his right foot.

The bearded man smiled lightly, shook his upper body, stepped forward half a step, and suddenly said, "Go!" The flute stood up and poked the left shoulder of the guard leader. It was really faster than the other, and the head of the guard had not yet reached his body.

On the other side, Xiyun also made a move, the purple bamboo in his hand has nine knots, nearly five feet long, one end is the thickness of the thumb, just suitable for the hand, and the tail end is only the size of the little finger, which can be pointed and stabbed, which is very easy to use.

Seeing the other party rushing viciously, his face turned cold, the purple bamboo swept out, hit the left calf of the person in advance, and knocked him to the ground, the purple shadow flashed, the bamboo cane rose up, and there was a crisp sound of "pop", and the other person was hit by a stick on the right cheek, and a red mark immediately appeared on his face, and his head was dizzy.

The other two were half a minute later and punched left and right.

Xiyun's bamboo cane was outside, and he didn't have time to take it back, so he could have avoided it, but behind him was the green-shirted girl, her brows furrowed, her right hand suddenly loosened, and the bamboo cane fell to the ground. In the next moment, he stretched out his arms outward, blocking the forearms of the two, and suddenly circled and circled, twisting each other's arms like a snake, and as soon as his body entered, his palms pushed forward, and the root of his palms hit the ribs of the two of them with a "poof".

The two of them screamed in pain at the same time, staggered back, one holding the right rib and the other holding the left rib, their faces turned pale, and they did not dare to move again.

At this time, Zizhu had not yet landed, Xiyun was on the tip of his right foot, Zizhu flew up, his right hand waved horizontally, holding the middle of Zizhu, turning his wrist, Zizhu turned around, and the big head was fixed at one end down, and fell down.

The first person who was knocked to the ground by Xiyun was about to get up, when he was immediately stabbed in the chest with a bamboo cane, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground again.

On the other side, the flute of the man in Chinese clothes trembled, and he tapped on the left shoulder of the other three. This was obviously full of strength and strength to the bones, and the three of them couldn't lift their left arms for a while.

Young Master Chen was immediately stunned, his eyes blinked, unbelievable, this was only three breaths, and all his subordinates were repelled and knocked down.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, looking at each other in amazement, this red-spotted and white-shirted young man dares to cause trouble, he should have some ability, this little monk is obedient, how can he be so fierce when he moves?

Young Master Chen knew that something was wrong, so he was about to slip away.

Xiyun moved, and the bamboo cane pressed on the left calf that Young Master Chen had left behind. The strength of this cane is quite strong, Young Master Chen is not strong enough, "oops", his body is unbalanced, he pounces forward, and falls.

Xiyun took two steps forward and stopped in front of him, "Your surname Chen really makes me angry, you pushed that donor twice, and knocked over the rice twice......"

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, Master, I know I was wrong, let me go. Young Master Chen cried and grabbed the ground, hugged Xiyun's left leg, tears came as soon as he said it, and he looked at it completely regardless of the dozens of eyes around him.

The man in Chinese clothes secretly felt funny, and felt that this monk was strange, calling others "donors", and calling himself "I", according to his age, he should call himself a "little monk", or a modest point, called a "poor monk".

Xiyun didn't expect this to happen, his feet were hugged, and he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

As soon as the two sides moved, Red Sleeves clenched his small fists worriedly, staring at Xiyun with burning eyes, and then he was surprised and surprised, but then he reacted, but stepped forward to help Young Master Chen.

Young Master Chen cowered and hid back, and said with red sleeves: "Master, Young Master Chen is just joking with the slave maid, please don't take it to heart, just forget it, okay?"

Young Master Chen hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, just kidding, look at the joke." ”

The man in the Chinese clothes touched his beard, glanced at the red sleeves, and secretly sighed that this little girl was clever.

The grandmother of the was also relieved, she didn't dare to offend on both sides, it was the monk who won, but Young Master Chen was a local tyrant, offended him, don't think about doing business in the future of this drunken red mansion.

Xiyun looked at the red sleeves and said to Young Master Chen, "Do you know it's wrong?"

Young Master Chen nodded again and again as if a chicken pecked rice.

Xiyun said: "Then you put these many meals, as well as the bowl on the ground, and take them back, you can't waste them." ”

The spectators were amazed, the little monk's punishment was really weird.

Young Master Chen was overjoyed, hurriedly picked up the decorations, and walked away.

The bearded man shook his head and led the green-shirted woman upstairs, but when he heard the little monk shouting, he stopped and looked back.

Xiyun said: "Thank you for helping me." ”

The corners of the bearded man's mouth are slightly furrowed.

"But you stole his money......"

"Eh!" the bearded man suddenly snorted, his brows furrowed, and he almost wanted to slap this little monk to death. His gaze swept sharply from side to side, and those who had not yet dispersed avoided it, pretending not to hear.

The bearded man said: "Little monk, don't talk nonsense. ”

"I saw ...... with my own eyes"

Red Sleeves had already thought about it, how could Young Master Chen go out without any silver? But when he heard the little monk reproach like this, he said it in public, and chased after him, but he knew that he shouldn't, so he hurriedly interrupted him, "Master, that, you might as well go upstairs and talk about it." ”

The bearded man snorted, touched his beard with his left hand, and his eyes sparkled,

Red sleeves are twenty-eight years old, but they have lived in this green building for ten years, ushered in and sent, and they know the world affairs thoroughly, and they know that it is not good when they see the eyes of the man in Chinese clothes, and they measure it in their hearts. After leading the little monk to the second floor and sitting by the railing, she said, "The little master is practicing in Kuji Temple, this is the first time to go down the mountain, right?"

Xiyun said: "Yes, how do you know?"

Redsleeves smiled, "Guess." As he spoke, he glanced at the bearded man, and when he saw that he showed a relieved expression, he said, "Uncle Hua, you eat and drink well, and the slave and maid retreat." ”

The bearded man nodded.

The woman in the green shirt looked at the small back of the red sleeves and said with a smile: "This girl's qualifications are really good." ”

The bearded man shaved the green-shirted woman's face, "Then you might as well take her back to Chunhua Pavilion to train her well." ”

The woman in the green shirt glanced at him coquettishly, stretched out her hand and patted him on the chest, sneering and laughing, and her style was beautiful.

The two of them didn't exist as little monks, but the little monk watched the two of them laugh and play with wide eyes, and his demeanor was quite comfortable.

The bearded man had actually been paying attention to the little monk, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, and suddenly said: "Little monk, my name is Huadi, do you know?"

Xiyun shook his head, his expression was as usual, "I don't know." My name is Xiyun. ”

Hua Di touched his beard, his brows furrowed slightly, you should be "Dharma Xiyun", I don't know what kind of place this Kuji Temple is, how can you let such a confused monk go down the mountain alone?

Xiyun was stunned, buckled his forehead, "forehead ......"

Hua Di's eyes moved, and he said, "Do you dare to live in this green building land?"

The woman in the green shirt sneered when she heard this.

Xiyun is clear-eyed, smart and intelligent, today's events are a little weird, and then look at the wine glasses downstairs, men and women love, warblers crying, I already have a little understanding.

Seeing that he hesitated, Hua Di wanted to provoke him, so he scraped his left beard with his left index finger and said: "Everyone in this green building reveals their true feelings, and the monks keep the precepts, I'm afraid they can't stand it." ”

Xiyun trembled, and suddenly the jade stood up, saluted the flower flute, and said, "Thank you for the donor." ”

Hua Di was stunned and speechless, not knowing what the little monk meant, but the green-shirted girl was smiling.

Only then did Xiyun suddenly realize Master's painstaking efforts to let him go down the mountain, and his own practice was "No Desire, No Thought", but without experiencing "desire" and "thought", how could he truly have no desire and no thought? However, he still had a doubt in his heart, so he said, "Do you need silver to live here?" I have lived in the temple for more than ten years, and I don't know how much silver I owe to my master.

The woman in the green shirt leaned forward and leaned back with a smile, overjoyed, this monk was so funny.

Hua Di also shook his head and smiled, "The silver is a small matter, you can spend these hundreds of taels of silver." He handed over a few silver tickets, his eyes jumped, and he said, "This is taken from that Young Master Chen." ”

Xiyun nodded and took it, his expression was very calm.

Hua Di was very different, shook his head and sighed, "My Hua Di hates the monk Taoist who is ruthless and despairing, and I didn't expect to meet such an interesting monk as you when I was dying." ”

Xiyun put the silver ticket in his sleeve pocket, was stunned when he heard the words, looked at the face of the flower flute, and said, "You are full of energy, not a person who is about to die." ”

"The little master still looks at the face?" The flute's body couldn't help but straighten up, and even the title changed.

"No, it won't. ”

The "......" flute was full of hope, and almost spurted out a mouthful of blood when she heard the words.

The green-shirted girl looked at the flute with pity and love, and murmured, "Uncle Hua......"

Huadi touched her tender face, "You can go back tonight." ”

The green-shirted girl said: "Uncle Hua, the slave will accompany you for one more night, there are still two days before the decisive battle......"

The flute shook her head.

The green-shirted girl seemed to know that it was useless to talk more, so she sighed lightly and stood up, "It would be nice to have more men in the world who pity women like you." Leaning over and kissing the side of the flute, he walked away.

Xiyun saw that when she went out, two men followed, who seemed to be guards, and asked, "Who is she?"

Hua Di said: "The top card of Chunhua Pavilion in Minzhong City, Miss Yinzi." ”

"Ah, her name is silver. ”