Chapter 47 Wine and Snake Fighting

During the banquet, the eight-step monk shouted out, "Lao Wu, bring the wine!"

At this time, he walked into the yellow-clothed and white-bearded monk: "Brother is gone!"

The eight-step monk was shocked and said, "Isn't it true?"

The monk named Lao Wu put his mouth to the eight-step monk's ear and whispered, "Is there anyone you don't know?" For a moment, the monk tilted his mouth with a trace of embarrassment and shouted, "Then let's replace a few bowls of tea!"

"No!" The old monk said righteously.

"Hey, I said that Lao Wu is your fault. Why don't you have anything when the distinguished guests come here today?" Eight steps of monks.

"Let me see if there is or not? When you are old, you will have a stubborn disease. Lao Wu stared at the eight-step monk's tone and suddenly changed.

"This can be!" The eight-step monk laughed.

Lao Wu patted his head and suddenly realized, "Oh, yes! It will be brought in right away."

After Lao Wu left, Xiong Feng asked, "This is the only temple in Qingcheng. I think the incense is not bad." Xiong Feng just sat next to the eight-step monk and could still see the little trick of the eight-step monk, and the mixed yuan on the other side also smiled secretly.

"It's good. We will regularly distribute the donations to the poor people, so there are very few left."

"I said that if you get the donations one by one, it will probably be issued in a year." The iron flute laughed.

"This temple was created by the unknown master of Qingcheng for the benefit of the people from the beginning." Eight steps of monks.

"Here comes the tea!" Lao Wu brought a pot of hot fragrant tea and said to everyone, "This tea is made from high-quality tea. The tea stem is golden and translucent, with a good aroma, soft and sweet, bitter and astringent, bitter and more bitter than astringent, and painful. The aftertaste is still good, the saliva is average, soft and slightly thin, the layers are good, the water is soft and sweet, the layering is obvious, and the foam resistance is high. This kind of tea is soft and sweet, the upper jaw and the tongue has a special smell, and the bitter taste of the root of the tongue is obvious and difficult to melt. If you don't believe it, it's faster.

"It seems that the old monk has taken out all the chest treasures!" Hunyuan immediately inserted a sentence.

The eight-step monk said with a smile, "Where is it? Share good tea! Lao Wu, why don't you sit down, too?"

"No, brother, I'm not close to wine and meat, I can't help it!" Lao Wu said and shook his head apologetically.

"But monk, your meat is really delicious!" The iron flute beggar looked at the big meat on the table and said with endless aftertaste.

"What kind of meat is this, eight-step monk? It smells so good!" Qiu Bingbing said and stuffed another piece into his mouth." He looked at Xiong Feng with a smile.

"You can really eat!" Xiong Feng couldn't help laughing at her.

"Well, it's so delicious!" Qiu Bingbing said bulging.

"Haha, if the little girl is delicious, eat more. This is ostrich meat. Ordinary people don't want to eat it!" The eight-step monk took another piece.

"No way, there is also ostrich meat to eat!" The iron flute beggar was shocked.

"Yes, local specialties..." Suddenly, I found that Lao Wu's face was very ugly.

The eight-step monk talked and said, "Lao Wu, I know you have feelings for it, so you can't eat it, not to mention you can't eat it, hahaha!"

"Brother, I have raised it for two years. You have to tell me if you kill it, so that I can surpass it." Lao Wu really wants to cry without tears.

"Would you like to have another one?" Xiongfengdao.

Where did you find this ostrich? Fortunately, there are still eggs!" Lao Wu sighed with tears and laughter.

"Temple master, the egg is coming!" A boy dressed in a farmer's clothes came in with a smile. It can be seen that he is not a monk.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Qiu Bingbing was about to jump up.

"Ostard eggs?!" Lao Wu was surprised.

"Can you eat eggs?" The eight-step monk said hesitantly.

"Oh, sin!" Lao Wu turned around and left.

Except for the eight-step monk, everyone else couldn't help laughing.

Xiongfeng and Qiu Bingbing bid farewell to the mixed yuan and eight-step monks. After the iron flute beggar, the two took another step closer to Qingcheng, and the danger naturally took another step.

"Can I call you Feng?"

"Of course"

The two walked on the river in the shade of green trees and were annoyed by the flowers, and there was nowhere to tell them. I went to look for a girl in the south and went out to drink alone in an empty bed. Thick flowers and stamens are afraid of the riverside, and they are afraid of spring. Poetry and wine can still be driven, and there is no need to cook white-headed people.

Jiang Shenzhu has two or three quiet houses, and the red flowers reflect the white flowers. To repay Chunguang's knowledge, he should drink wine to send his career. Looking east at the green city, the flowers are full of smoke, and the high-rise buildings with hundreds of flowers are even more pitiful. Who can carry wine to open the garret and call for the beautiful dance and embroidery party? In front of the Huangshi Tower, the river is east, and the spring light is lazy and leaning on the breeze. Peach blossoms bloom without a owner, cute crimson and light red. It's not that if you love flowers, you will die, but you are afraid that flowers will urge each other. The branches are easy to fall one after another, and the young leaves are discussed and opened carefully. The endless spring is coming.....

"Wind, there are people fighting nearby!"

Xiong Feng and Qiu Bingbing rushed to squat in the grass and saw a woman and a man fighting between the roots of the tree.

The woman in white was fighting with two 50-year-olds with her bare hands.

Qiu Bingbing whispered, "It's He Chong, the head of the Kunlun School, and his younger brother Qing Yunzi."

"It's strange who intercepted them. This woman's martial arts seems to be magical." The wind is shocking.

There was a fierce roar in the air: "The witch, don't hurt people!" He Chong's body turned over and danced like a fairy in the clouds. Suddenly, he flashed to Qingyunzi's side and clipped out like two fingers. A white snake had been caught seven inches by him. The white snake was extremely fierce. As soon as it was attacked, it immediately devoured. The long snake's beak opened, and it was about a foot long, and fiercely bit off Qingyunzi's hand.

He Chong's luck flicked his finger. Before the white snake bit it, it was bounced like lightning at the girl in white. The girl in white turned around, and the white snake disappeared into her white clothes. He Chong's body rose and fell and blocked in front of her. His hands were folded in his sleeves, and his face was faint, without any expression: "Are you from the evil immortal religion?"

The girl in white smiled gently and said, "Mr. He is really powerful, and you can see my bottom line at a glance." Her slender hands couldn't help touching her neck, and her water-red long sleeves were blown by the mountain wind, faintly revealing the white snake. Qing Yunzi's body stopped, and his whole body began to stiffen and he couldn't move. Just because two green snakes are entangling him.

The girl in white looked at Qing Yunzi and smiled and said, "I have raised this white snake and black snake for 30 years. As long as I whistle, your brother Qing Yunzi will definitely die, but he will die ugly."

He Chong's voice was empty, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with him: "The white snake and black snake are the most mysterious and vicious snakes in the mountains of Huashan. It is said that the person who was bitten was stiff and died for a hundred days without salvation. I don't want you to have such a vicious thing"

The girl in white smiled charmingly: "Then the thunder and lightning boxing spectrum of the Kunlun school may have been handed over to me"

He Chong sighed, "If I learn one layer of them, I won't be afraid of you, a black and white snake!" Martial arts... If I had the martial arts of thunder and lightning... He suddenly punched himself in the chest and looked up to the sky and roared angrily.