As soon as Linghu Chong finished drinking a bowl of herbal tea, he saw the young man who had been hurriedly passing by, leaving the way he came. He must have gone back to keep an eye on him. At this time, Linghu Chong's mind was also calm, and he took out five or six copper coins to pay for the tea money, and left leisurely amid the old man's gratitude.

Not long after walking, I came to the central street of Hengyang City. I saw a three-story building with three golden characters "Returning to Yanlou" written on it. The wine flags were waving, and the crowd was very lively.

Seeing that it was already noon, I thought about it and used some wine and rice here.

When he entered the restaurant, it was the meal time. The lobby on the first floor was full of diners. With the waiter's attentiveness, Linghu Chong came to the second floor and chose a table in the corner to sit down. He ordered a corner of wine, ordered three signature dishes, a bowl of soup, and three steamed buns. When he was waiting for the meal to come, he looked at it casually. The second floor was also a seat, and the third floor was a private room. Now it seems that the second floor was also sitting at 80% or 90% of them, most of whom were people in the martial arts world. When he glanced over, he was stunned.

"It's really a place to go without any effort to get it." At the table in a corner, the girl sitting with her back to her was not exactly the girl who came out of the Liu Mansion. She was wearing a green dress and was very conspicuous on the second floor. She was sitting in front of her. The girl was talking about something vividly and chewingly. The old man listened quietly with a kind smile on his face.

At that time, his eyes swept over, and the old man seemed to have noticed something, and he also raised his head, and the two looked at each other.

"This old man reacted very quickly, probably a top-notch master in the world. But he didn't know what it had to do with Uncle Liu? Uncle Liu's hand washing caused so many masters and seniors." Linghu Chong said to himself while smiling and greeting him.

The old man nodded kindly, as a gesture, and lowered his head and continued to listen to the little girl's story.

Linghu Chong sat down calmly.

"Who is this old and young man? Seeing that the little girl is free to go in and out of the Liu Mansion's house, this is a very close relationship. Why did the retired senior elders of the Hengshan Sect arrange for people to monitor and track? Should they monitor everyone entering and leaving the Liu Mansion's backyard, or just tracking the little girl?" Linghu Chong couldn't figure it out for a moment, and felt a lot of fog in front of him.

"Master will have to arrive for two days. These things must be reported to Master in time and will be decided by Master. Alas! If Master is here, I will have to spend so much effort there."

"After a while, should I follow and check the details of the old man and the little girl?"

Just as I was thinking, I suddenly heard someone clamoring. "Shopkeeper, drink and meat. The monk's belly is going to be hungry."

A fat monk Gao went up to the second floor in two or three steps. Seeing that a table next to Linghu Chong was empty, he rushed over and sat down.

After sitting down, he still kept calm. While shouting and serving wine and meat, he slapped the table. It attracted everyone's attention for a while.

The little girl also turned her head and looked at what kind of person was as if no one was around and making a noise. Suddenly she saw Linghu Chong's figure, she frowned and thought about it, and her face immediately became cold. She turned around and said a few words to the old man.

The old man's face tightened and his eyes looked at Linghu Chong coldly.

Linghu Chong didn't pay attention. He thought that the fat monk Gao on one side was very interesting.

At this time, the waiter had already brought the wine and food ordered by Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong was about to have a meal. The monk grabbed the waiter's collar angrily and lifted him up. "Why do they all have wine and meat, but the monk didn't?"

"Big, master, let go quickly, let go quickly. Come on, help me!" The waiter screamed in fear.

Linghu Chong couldn't see it anymore. "Monk, we have all the wine and meat, just because I waited earlier than you."

"What's the reason for this is that you have wine and meat before the monk."

"The reason is to come first and then come. Just sit around. If you hold on to the waiter like this, who will give you wine and meat?"

"That's the same!" As he said that, the monk put the waiter down. The waiter was so scared that he sat on the floor.

Linghu Chong thought it was okay, but the monk stood in front of him. "What is the reason for coming first and then coming? Is it more important to have a monk's hungry?"

Linghu Chong was speechless. This principle is very powerful. He could see that this monk is a fool. "The reason for being hungry is the most important. Monk. You can eat this wine and meat first."

"Haha! You kid are so reasonable!" The monk opened his palm with a big fan and patted Linghu Chong's shoulder.

The monk is a true temperament. Although he has outstanding martial arts skills, he never hurts people easily. This palm does not accumulate energy, but is just a feeling, out of nature.

Linghu Chong misunderstood. He was afraid that this foolish monk would become ill, so he subconsciously retreated and wanted to avoid his palm.

Just as the palm fell, the monk let out a light exclamation, his arm suddenly grew and pressed straight towards Linghu Chong's left shoulder.

Linghu Chong flashed under his feet and his body retreated rapidly. He raised his left arm to block it, and his right hand came out from bottom to top. The two Chinese and Chinese food points pointed at the cold abyss on his elbows and the two acupoints of the courtyard.

Unexpectedly, the monk turned his palm into a fist and punched Linghu Chong's face. The punch was so strong that the fist wind blew towards him. Linghu Chong was also unable to retreat, and he used his arms to block the boxing.

But I didn't know that the monk's punch was actually empty. He turned the fist into a palm and patted it gently.

"Ha! The monk still patted him this time." Fatty monk Gao laughed. He seemed to be proud, and his palm-smacked Linghu Chong's shoulder with his big palm fan again. The force was a bit heavy. "Boy, your martial arts skills are good, but they are much worse than me."

As he said that, he patted his head and said to himself, "How much is it?"

As he said that, he gestured his hands repeatedly, pulling from one foot to three feet. "At least it's so much worse, no, so much. In short, your martial arts are far inferior to the monk!"

Linghu Chong looked at the monk talking to himself and had to smile bitterly.

The fat monk Gao was not polite. He sat down on Linghu Chong's seat without using chopsticks. He grabbed a handful of cooked beef and put it into his mouth. He picked up the wine pot and poured the wine into his mouth. He ate the meat and drank the wine in big mouthfuls, and had a great time eating it.

Linghu Chong's temperament was already very good. When he saw the monk eating and drinking, he sat down casually regardless of the water on the table.

At this time, the waiter trembled and brought the wine and meat that the monk wanted. Linghu Chong reached out and took it and put it on the table. He looked at the wine pot, and knew that it was not enough. He arranged for the waiter to bring another jar of twenty kilograms of wine.

Linghu Chong poured the wine in the pot into two large bowls and pushed it to the monk a bowl.

The fat monk Gao was not polite, and threw away the clean chicken bones, took the wine and drank it. He heard a few "gudong, gudong" sounds, and a large bowl of wine was cleaned in a blink of an eye, and then he let out a long sip of the wine.

"Good alcohol!" Linghu Chong's eyes lit up, and he raised the big bowl and drank it all in one go. "Happy!"

"Haha! You guy really have a temper with a monk. Not bad, not bad."

The two of them didn't say much and they cooked two big bowls of wine in a row.

After three rounds of drinking, Linghu Chong asked curiously: "Where is the monk coming from? You're so hungry!"

"The monk rushed from Luoyang to Datong, Shanxi, and then chased him from Datong to Hengshan. He entered the city and searched hard for half a day, but there was no result. But the monk's belly was suffering."

"What are the monks looking for?"

"Of course I'm looking for my daughter. It's her sixteenth birthday soon. I, a father, have been leaving her alone for years, but she's not careless about her sixteenth birthday."

Linghu Chong asked seriously, and the monk answered seriously. However, this answer did not make Linghu Chong react in a very good way.

"Your daughter? Monk, you are a monk!"

"How can a monk have no daughter?"

Even though Linghu Chong was very ergonomically speaking, it was difficult to answer this replies for a while.

"How did you know that your daughter is in Hengyang City?"

"What the master told me is wrong! As soon as I entered Hengyang City, I asked everyone. No one knew where my daughter was? It was really annoying!"

When Linghu Chong heard this, he thought to himself, "Okay, another master came to me, and asked me in vain. What's the point of competing with a monk who is crazy?" He repeatedly advised him to drink and stopped talking about this topic.

The monk took two mouthfuls of a big steamed bun and tilted his neck to dry another bowl of wine. He looked at Linghu Chong who was drinking with a little unsatisfied feeling and asked strangely: "Why don't you ask me anymore? After entering Hengyang City, the people I met have never spoken to. You are the first to ask me so many questions."

Linghu Chong could only ask with a wry smile. "Since you haven't seen your daughter for more than ten years, do you know what she looks like and what kind of outfit she is? Don't find the wrong person."

"My daughter must be as beautiful as her mother, and she is also a nun, so she can't make mistakes."

"Puff!" Linghu Chong couldn't control himself anymore and blurted out the drink. "Is your daughter a nun?"

"The monk's daughter is naturally a nun." Mr. Gao said it for granted. "Her mother was a nun back then, so she was a nun."

Linghu Chong stayed there directly. It was either the monk's stupor's stubbornness or my ears were bad. But seeing the monk's eyes were pure and natural, it was not the turbid and unparalleled eyes of a demented person. He asked cautiously: "Your daughter is really a nun?"

"The monk does not lie. My daughter has been a nun in Baiyun Temple, Hengshan since she was a child. Why is it not a nun?"

"Ling Ai is from Hengshan School. I wonder who her master is?"

"What is her master's name? By the way, Dingyi, Master Dingyi!"

After hearing what the monk said about entering Hong Kong, since he mentioned Master Dingyi, it was probably true that his daughter became a monk and a nun. Linghu Chong was curious. "But he didn't know what Ling Ai was called?"

"The Master of Baiyun's is said, I remember clearly. Her name is Yilin now."

"Junior Sister Yilin, is it your daughter?" Linghu Chong was shocked. He looked up and down at the monk's fat figure, thinking of the thin and weak little body of the little nun Yilin, and thought of the younger sister Yilin's appearance as a mother.

"Monk, come with me! I know the Hengshan School's residence. I saw Junior Sister Yilin yesterday." Linghu Chong laughed.

"Let's go now. The monk doesn't eat any wine or meat." The fat monk Gao was impatient. Hearing this, he stood up and urged Linghu Chong to leave.

At this time, a crisp voice sounded. "Master, don't be fooled! How did he, a man, know the residence of the Master of Hengshan School? Be careful that he will lie to you!" The girl in a green dress was speaking.

At that time, the conversation between Mr. Gao Pang and Ling Hu Chong was between Mr. Gao and many diners were holding their breath and listening quietly. If they were not concerned about Mr. Gao Pang and his strong martial arts skills and a straightforward temperament, they would have been laughing at each other. Even the old man in black and tall crowned, and the little girl in Ling Hu Chong also relaxed her vigilance against Ling Hu Chong. At this time, she heard that Ling Hu Chong was going to take the monk to find her daughter, but the girl who had always been eccentric did not want to let Ling Hu Chong go and deliberately asked questions.

"Yes! You are not a monk, why do you know where the nun lives? Are you going to deceive the monk?"

"In Xiahua Mountain Linghu Chong. Five Mountains Sword Sect, we are all in awe. We know the base of all the teachers and uncles of Hengshan School."

"He is Linghu Chong of Huashan."

"It depends on the age, it is almost the same as the rumors."...

There were whispers all over the restaurant. Linghu Chong suddenly felt something was wrong.

The old man in black also smiled and said a few words to the little girl. The little girl's eyes lit up and she said crisply. "Hehe. You are Linghu Chong of Huashan. You are the one who robbed the girl in Shibalipu the day before yesterday. The monk, this person is a flower-picking thief. Your daughter is so beautiful, be careful of him."

The little girl's words immediately resonated with each other. The restaurant laughed and said, and some people from the world who were not afraid of big things would also echo.

"No wonder he knew the residence of the girl in Hengshan. I'm afraid he had planned it." An ugly hunch was cheering there.

"That's right, monk, be careful." A middle-aged man laughed.

"The world is getting worse and worse. Famous children! Humph!" A short and fat old man looked at him disdainfully...
Chapter completed!