"Young Master, we want..." The person who spoke made a move to wipe his neck.

"How can you fight, kill, kill, or kill?"

Just pretend, why don’t you kill him here? They are Ouyang Jing and Band. They found out from Happy Valley that people were in Baolai Temple and rushed over without stopping.

"It's magnificent, simple and solemn, and it's really an ancient temple." Ouyang Jing and his wife entered the temple and were ready to stay here and do some things.

It was early, but it was not allowed to come. Under the leadership of the monk, the two of them came to the dining hall and were indeed hungry.

"You monks are so bad that you don't let Sa's house eat wine, but serve meat dishes. Sa's house will definitely beat you to the sky and the earth. The little novice monks won't give Sa's house wine." They wrapped their heads, green battle robe, green belts, and dry yellow boots. They are wide-faced and big ears, straight nose, square mouth, swallow chin and tiger beard, and eight feet long, and their voices are like a huge bell. They are intimidating.

The little novice cliched his hands together, stood there tremblingly, and said nervously, "Donor, I...ah!!!" Before he finished speaking, the man had already been pulled up by the man.

The big man stared at the little shaman with big eyes. The little shaman was afraid of screaming and wanted to break free, but he was not the big man's opponent.

"Ouch"

"Ah", "Bang", "Ouch" and "Aoy" screamed, and someone in the dining hall couldn't bear to see it and took action.

The big man glared at the guard of his goose, looked around for a week, but didn't see anyone chatting with him, and shouted, "Who is it?" "Stand out for the Sa family."

It seems that no one pays attention. But Ouyang Jing is more conspicuous, with a pretty face, dressed in a gorgeous dress, and is in sharp contrast to the man in front of him. How can he not be troubled?

The big man came to Ouyang Jing's table, and his fist like a casserole hit the table, and the dishes and bowls on it were shaken up. The soup also splashed out. The big man glared at the tiger's eyes: "Is it you a little white-faced?"

Alas, the battle between **Si and Gao, rich and handsome has been around since ancient times. It seems that no matter what era, **Si always wants to overthrow Gao, rich and handsome. Gao, rich and handsome also looks down on **Si.

Ouyang Jing ignored it, just frowned, obviously not very happy. As a follower, the follower, he was humiliating. His wrist trembled and turned into a continuous palm force, and he patted it lightly.

The big man suddenly felt a breath coming. Fortunately, he pulled his hands in time and saw that the teacup on the table was already embedded on the table. Only the edge was exposed. The big man took a step back when he saw it and said in a daze: "Mian Zhang?"

This person has extraordinary internal strength. What he is afraid of is the endless power. As the saying goes, use softness to overcome hardness.

The hand technique of Mian Palm is mainly based on the palm, and the movements are stretched like cotton, and the movements are continuous and continuous. The palm technique is running into a ring. The strength requires the internal accumulation of strength and softness, which is flexible and flexible when it explodes quickly and quickly. It combines the characteristics of internal and external martial arts, and the form of unexpected boxing is unique in style. Hardness and softness are combined, fast but not chaotic, slow but not stubborn, and soft but soft.

This move with Bande not only shocked the big man but also the pilgrims who were dining. They calmed down for a moment and did not speak out.

"Amitabha." It happened that Abbot Zhisan came, and he clasped his hands together and recited the Tao.

When everyone saw the old monk wearing a red cassock, they naturally knew that this person was the abbot, and only the abbot in the temple could be cloned.

"Why is it difficult for me to be my disciple?"

The great Han surname is Wang Meng, and his name is Xuzhou. He was about to go to Yangzhou and pass by here to move into the temple.

"Shajia just wants to drink, but your disciples don't allow it. So Sajia has to teach him a lesson."

"Yao. Where did this come from? Monks are not allowed to eat meat or drink alcohol." This man is thin and tall, with a pretty face. He is the one who used stones to hit Wang Meng before. At this time, he said.

Wang Meng was originally a rough man, so he didn't understand anything about Buddha or something, so he was not allowed to eat meat. He said sternly: "Shejia, when you see fish, what if you want to drink when you see them?"

Zhishan saw the fish on the table and said with a smile: "This fish is not a fish, noodle fish." Indeed, in order to attract sponsorship, the temple prepared meat dishes made with tofu, noodle, etc. to attract pilgrims.

"Faceful fish?" Wang Meng's pupils dilated, and his face was slutty, and he said, "Faceful fish is not good either. When he sees the truth, he feels thirsty." Everyone laughed. Wang Meng couldn't help but blush when he hears the sound.

Zhishan smiled and said, "This is the inner demon. Wang Zhuangshi can drink and drink by himself."

Wang Meng was very reluctant, but he didn't want to cause trouble. After complaining, he said, "Sajia knows." He sat down reluctantly and learned to pour tea and drink it himself.

"Jueming, don't go clean it up."

The little novice clasped his hands together and said, "Yes, abbot."

Zhishan came to the desk and said, "Ziyi, the VIP has arrived, and I will deliver the vegetarian meal to the other courtyard."

Ziyi was a monk who cooked with fire to the fire. He clasped his hands together and said respectfully: "Yes, Master."

At this moment, suddenly two people came in, one of them holding a knife in his hand and wearing a red and blue yamen uniform. It was a local yamen runner. The monk said to Zhishan: "Abbot, they are yamen runners in Tianchang County." The person who came was the dynasty Ma Han.

A few days ago, I asked around for Ma Xiaoling in the 24 Libao. Later, I found out that I was in Happy Valley. Unfortunately, I was stopped by the guards as soon as I arrived at the door. After a few moves, I was defeated and soon I had to monitor it. After midnight, I found someone coming out with a carriage, so I followed him. Unfortunately, I just saw someone blocking the carriage and was stunned from behind.

After waking up in the morning, they were about to go to the Shuangshili Fort to find Xiaoyuer. Of course, all this was arranged by Xiaoyuer, but Xiaoyuer had already gone to Baolin Temple. The two of them went to Baolin Temple without stopping.

As soon as I arrived at the temple, I met the yamen runners who went to Yangzhou Prefecture to escort the prisoners. The two gangs of brothers informed each other, so they were preparing to stay in Baolin Temple. After all, it was cold and cold, and it was dangerous to walk at night.

"Who is he?"

"A thief who has been making waves on Gaoyou Lake for many years. He ended up falling in Jinhu County, and we are escorting him back to Yangzhou Prefecture."

There is no need to ask too much about the dynasty Ma Han. There are some helps between the yamen runners, but it is best not to ask too much. If you point too much fingers, misunderstandings will inevitably arise.

Zhishan learned about the situation and asked his disciples to free up their room to check in. Several yamen runners worked hard for a day, and the food in the vegetarian hall was really tempting. When they saw everything, they could not hold back. They sat down to have dinner.

Several pilgrims

"Young Master, these two are the two in the Twenty-Li Castle."

"Oh, it turns out to be a constable."

Ouyang Jing and Bande were talking privately, thinking to himself, was he targeted by the government?

"The person escorted was Liang Chai, a thief on Gaoyou Lake. As his name suggests, he was making waves on the lake, like a rampant crab."

"The tiger falls into the sun and is bullied by dogs, let alone the crabs that get on the shore?"

"I want to go to the cottage, I want to go to the cottage..." Suddenly, Liang Caisha shackles hit the table hard and said.

The yamen runner said, "I'll urinate a lot, disturb me to eat."

Liang Caisha pounded the table hard and said, "I want to shit, I want to shit!!!"

"Puff" The person who was eating almost vomited it out, which was so unlucky. I didn't say that.

The head of the yamen runner said, "Let's go, you, hurry up and take him there. Really, when you arrive at the government office, I see you are still tough." A yamen runner was sent.

Then he said to the Dynasty Ma Han: "This water thief is like this, it's not my brother's fault."

‘Know, know.”

“The vegetarian rice here is really delicious.”

Others only had an orderly meal. After a moment, they suddenly screamed: "It's dead, it's dead."
Chapter completed!