Chapter 53 Conflict in the Tavern

The monkey's eighteen palms, the monkey's legs, the monkey's seven wound fists, and the big man in camouflage clothes didn't even get the monkey hair of Xiaowu, so he was dizzy by the little monkey. Finally, a monkey steals peaches.

Xiao Wu smiled, revealing the row of sharp monkey teeth. The camouflage man covered his crotch and staggered down. When the other mercenaries saw that their comrades-in-arms had been conquered by a monkey, their anger suddenly broke out and shouted that they were not convinced. Seeing that the other party was full of people, Xiao Wu's eyes turned around and escaped in three steps and two steps, leaving the endgame to Luo Ning and others.

This monkey is more than enough to fail. After frightening the snake, he fled first. Luo Ning squatted down and made an extremely non-standard defensive posture. Even Xiuxiu didn't like this posture and kicked him and said, "Stop it. When is it?"

Luo Ning hurriedly got up and approached Master Nima Ciren and asked, "Uncle Nima, what should we do? Who are they?"

"They are here to grab the sacred objects."

Like Qin Feng got the heavenly pilgrimage stone more than 20 years ago, there will always be unidentified people around to compete. Master Nima Ciren protected Luo Ning and Xiuxiu, and bowed to each other very politely: "Friend, you have had a good time at Jokhang Temple these days. Please forgive the old lama for his poor hospitality. My two little friends are new here. There is nothing to offend. I hope my friends will forgive me.

The mercenary opposite was stunned when he heard Master Nima Ciren's words. It's true that he is lurking in Dazhao Temple these days, but his men are careful and do not seem to show their feet. The old lama's words today showed that he had already noticed his whereabouts, but just watched it become quiet.

"Great Lama, we didn't mean to offend the Jokhang Temple, we are just waiting for the people we are waiting for. We want these two people, and we don't invade the river.

The Russian who had been hiding behind the mercenaries finally spoke. Although his Mandarin is a little skimmer, he is also quite fluent. It can be seen that he has been in China for some time.

"Hey. Where did you hide Grandpa? Grandpa lost a hair, and grandma chopped you off. Xiuxiu roared at the Russian angrily. Luo Ning hurriedly grabbed Xiuxiu for fear that Xiuxiu would be held down by this group of men and give it to XXOO.

"Ha ha, the little doll is ignorant. Forgive me for offending words. If you want to catch the little doll, I won't get in with it, but these two little friends are my best friends. According to the generation, you should call me Uncle Nima. What Buddha said that all sentient beings are brothers, just according to the world, uncles can't let their two little nephews be taken away by your group of unidentified people.

Uncle Nima Tsren pulled Luo Ning and Xiuxiu into his irrescurable relatives without blushing and heartbeat. This had to make Luo Ning raise his thumb and sigh: "Fuck, Uncle Nima~"

"I think the old lama would better go back to the Jokhang Temple to be your host. These two people were asked by our director by name. The person he wants..."

The Russian mercenaries suddenly stopped halfway. Listening to his tone, his master is not small. Luo Ning casually said, "Nima, who is your master?"

"Tear you to death. My master..."

The Russian didn't say anything, but a little guy around him couldn't wait to say. But without waiting for him to sign up, the Russian soldiers beside him suddenly shot at him with cold eyes. The little luo suddenly hid his mouth as if he had been killed by a bullet.

"Ha ha, it doesn't matter who my owner is. The important thing is that thousands of monks in Jokhang Temple have to live a peaceful life.

The smile squeezed out of the Russian man's dead bark-like face makes people feel numb. It can be heard that his words are threatening the lives of innocent monks of Jokhang Temple and warning Master Nima Tsren not to make trouble, otherwise he can't take it. Several other mercenaries saw their boss sparks with the monk and pressed the pistol hidden around their waist. The rest of the tourists in the pub saw that something was wrong and withdrew from the pub. Xiao Wu, a monkey, circled behind a mercenary, and the monkey's claws gently touched the mercenary's buttocks. Just after the war with this mercenary, the monkey did not suffer losses, and now it seems to comfort others.

Master Nima Ciren was not scared by his words. He stepped forward with a smile and whispered in the Russian's ear, "Poldo owed me a bowl of life-saving water 20 years ago. His life is mine, and I want to take it back at any time.

The mercenaries didn't hear what the great lama said in front of their heads. The smile on the Russian man's withered bark-like face suddenly disappeared. Unexpectedly, the old lama not only knew his master identity, but also knew his deepest pain. After a long time, the Russian took two steps back and said tremblingly, "Poisonous?"

Nima Tsering still maintained that harmonious and kind smiling face and nodded.

Speakless confrontation. Half a minute later, the Russians were defeated. He raised his hand, made a retreat gesture, and then turned around and walked out. The mercenaries expressed their incomprehension. The prey is already in his mouth, why give up? If these two people enter the Jokhang Temple, it will be more difficult to catch them again. This is an excellent time, but you give up? This is not his Siberian war bear style.

What on earth makes this demon who has killed people so much? The mercenaries don't know why.

"Hey, hey, hey, the Russian won't send it." Luo Ning patted the face of the Russian mercenary next to him to say goodbye to the enemy arrogantly. The Russians clenched their fists tightly, and the mercenaries who had just walked to the door stood down again and touched their waists one after another. The surrounding atmosphere warmed up again. Xiuxiu hurriedly pulled Luo Ning back. I don't know when Master Nima Tsren has stood in front of Luo Ning and Xiuxiu.

"Say hello to your master and say that the Tibetan lama misses it very much." Nima Ciren made a farewell move. The Russian man stretched out his index finger and pointed to Luo Ning, warning Luo Ning to pretend to be struck by lightning. This Ray, he wrote down, will definitely blow up Luo Ning in the future. Luo Ning raised his head high and pretended to be afraid of thunder and farting.

"Hmm. Lama, I will report to my master. The Russian turned around and left, leaving only Luo Ning, Nima Tsren, Xiuxiu and Xiao Wu, three people and one monkey in the tavern.

After a long time, several waiters hiding behind the counter came out and pressed the phone on the counter to report the situation to their boss: "Well, that's right. Yes. The living Buddha is here. The bandits have left. Well, I know. Got it."

The waiter answered the phone, stopped Master Nima Ciren, and bowed very devoutly: "living Buddha. My boss said thank you for the protection of the Living Buddha. I will visit Jokhang Temple in person in the future.

"Where is it? How can it be? Master Nima Ciren shook his hand. Before Master Nima Tsaren could wait for the great Buddha's principles such as water and fire, but a scream shocked everyone.

"Ah~" The beautiful waiter's face turned red.

Everyone turned around and saw Xiaowu, the monkey, standing behind and holding out his monkey, laughing very evilly.

"Sin, evil~" Master Nima Ciren shook his head.

Damn, colored monkey. You have taken advantage of it.