Qin Xiaotian hovered one meter above the ground and said coldly: "No wonder someone wants to punish you. With your virtue, you deserve to die!"
Lu Ye turned over and sat up, and wanted to jump up to fight for his life. Suddenly he saw Qin Xiaotian hovering in the air, and he was so frightened that he shouted: "Ghost!"
"Ping!" Lu Jiang's crutch hit him hard on the back: "Asshole! Straight bitch...I'll beat you to death! Beat you to death!" The crutch fell like raindrops.
Lu Ye was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. He just kept shouting: "Grandpa, grandpa, stop hitting, it hurts... don't hit! I was wrong... I was wrong."
Lu Ye shouted loudly, but he didn't dare to move. In Lujiazhuang, the only person he feared was his grandfather.
Lu Jiang kicked Lu Ye on the fat ass and shouted: "Kowtow to Mr. Qin and apologize!"
Qin Xiaotian didn't care whether he apologized or not, and said, "No need to apologize, just take care of yourself." He turned around and walked out the door.
Lu Jiang was angry and anxious. He glared at Lu Ye fiercely and cursed: "Go to the inner village. You are not allowed to leave the village for three years!" After that, he hurriedly chased him out.
"Mr. Qin, wait a minute." Lu Jiang rushed to Qin Xiaotian panting and saluted: "Mr. Qin, please forgive Aye. Alas, since his parents passed away, I have been outside often, so... Aye...
…well."
Qin Xiaotian smiled slightly, he would not be angry because of Lu Ye's rudeness, that slap was just a lesson to him not to be arrogant and arrogant.
Lu Jiang was also helpless. Lu Ye had been pampered since he was a child and developed an arrogant character. In addition, he was proficient in martial arts and had a large group of banker thugs to serve him. He was always unreasonable and unreasonable in this area.
He is a local tyrant and bully.
Qin Xiaotian said: "I don't mean to blame, I saved him... I just want to return a favor to you, haha, as for whether he lives or dies, I don't care."
Lu Jiang was speechless and sighed in his heart: "Oh, these words are really cruel. This guy is simply unfathomable. Well, you must not offend him." Absolute power is absolute power, in black and white.
The two have been together for so long, and they understand this truth very well. Even if Qin Xiaotian behaves rudely, Lu Jiang will not offend or offend him.
"Mr. Qin, I have already arranged a banquet. Haha, I specially found a lot of good shochu. Today, a dealer happened to catch some game. Sir, please enjoy it."
First think of a way to keep Qin Xiaotian. Lu Jiang is not sure whether the person who hurt Lu Ye will come to Zhuangzi to seek revenge. If Qin Xiaotian is here, he will not stand idly by. I think it was him who saved Ouyang back then.
Shuangcheng's life, so we must keep him here for a while no matter what.
Qin Xiaotian didn't think so much. Since he came to Lujiazhuang, he also planned to stay for a while, relax a little, and refine some small things.
The food in the Song Dynasty was quite rich, with a large table of chicken, fat goose, beef and mutton, etc. Qin Xiaotian was not interested in these and only ate fruit preserves and drank a lot of shochu.
The boy pouring the wine was standing by the table holding the wine jar. There were ten wine bowls lined up on the table. Qin Xiaotian drank a bowl of wine in one gulp, so the boy had to keep pouring wine to keep up with his drinking intensity.
The two jars of wine were quickly finished, and Qin Xiaotian let out a sigh of relief, finally overcoming his alcohol addiction.
Lu Jiang drank two glasses of wine and sat quietly aside. Qin Xiaotian didn't say anything, so he just waited.
Several maids shuttled back and forth delivering food, but Qin Xiaotian stopped him and said, "Okay, these meat dishes... I don't like to eat them."
Lu Jiang waved his hand and said, "Send me some more fresh fruit preserves, and don't ask for anything else."
A banker came in and said: "Old Master, there is a monk at the door asking for alms."
Lu Jiang interrupted him and said: "Follow the old rules, a bucket of white rice and a bunch of copper coins. Do you still want to ask me?"
Zhuang Ke said: "Old Master, I did it according to the rules... But the monk refused to leave and said... he wanted to beg alms... We want to build a temple in the back mountain of Zhuangzi."
Lu Jiang was furious: "Where did this bald donkey come from?"
Qin Xiaotian squinted his eyes and said calmly: "This person is awesome."
Lu Jiang asked doubtfully: "Very powerful?" After thinking about it, he said: "Go and invite him in."
A monk wearing a bright red cassock, with a fat head and big ears, and a blessed face walked in slowly, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and proclaimed the Buddha: "Amitabha, the donor is Lu Jiang, the owner of the village?"
Qin Xiaotian said with a smile: "Master Dehong, why are you here?"
Master Dehong didn't recognize him, because Qin Xiaotian had changed his body and his cultivation was unfathomable. He was surprised and said: "Who is this donor?" He noticed Qin Xiaotian's presence outside the village, and out of curiosity, he looked for him.
Entering the village with an excuse, he believed that this person could also reveal himself.
Qin Xiaotian had a good impression of this old monk. When they broke the formation in Qingcheng Mountain, the two of them cooperated quite well. He smiled and said, "I still remember that we worked together in the immortal formation in the back mountain of Qingcheng. Master, have you forgotten?"
"Ah? Amitabha! You are that...that...person...Amitabha!" Master Dehong couldn't believe it. Not only did the person in front of him look different, but his cultivation level was also worlds away.
Qin Xiaotian smiled and said, "What happened to that Ha Yang?"
Master Dehong was stunned for a moment, and then he believed: "You...you are that Qin...Qin..."
"Qin Xiaotian."
Master Dehong nodded and said: "Yes, Qin Xiaotian! Amitabha, the little donor has changed so much that it's hard to believe." A glint flashed in his eyes, as if he had something to say, but he thought about it but held back.
Lu Jiang's heart trembled and he said: "Master, please take a seat!"
Master Dehong didn't give in. He sat down on it, reached out and grabbed a fat goose boiled in plain water, tore off one leg and started to chew on it. He said vaguely: "Amitabha... I haven't eaten a fat goose for a long time."
"Well, the braised beef is good, um, this mutton is fat and tender... Amitabha... Is it from wild deer? Ah, and wild boar meat... good, good... Amitabha... good wine... good wine!"
Qin Xiaotian and Lu Jiang were stunned to see this. This monk was not averse to meat and fish. He was a wine-meat monk. It seemed as if he had not eaten anything for many years. He did not use chopsticks at all. He directly fished the meat from the vegetable basin with both hands. He ate it dripping with juice and vegetables.
I didn’t even touch it. I just heard him say: “More plates of steamed buns and pancakes, Amitabha!”
Lu Jiang waved over a boy and said, "Go quickly. We need big meat buns, more steamers, and more pancakes." He knew that both the great monk and Qin Xiaotian were mysterious masters.
Meeting their demands as much as possible is the only way you can please them.
Qin Xiaotian smiled and said, "How long has it been since Master Dehong ate meat?"
Master Dehong drank a large bowl of wine and said, "Amitabha! It must have been more than thirty years ago, maybe longer. I can't remember clearly."
Lu Jiang said in shock: "More than thirty years? Great monk Gui Geng?"
Master Dehong kept saying: "I can't remember...well..." He stretched out his oily hand, counted with his fingers for a long time, and sighed: "I really can't remember... Amitabha! I remember that it came out in the early Tang Dynasty
Home...that was a long time ago, I don’t know how many years have passed, Amitabha!"
Lu Jiang was so frightened that he couldn't speak. He became a monk in the early Tang Dynasty. He didn't expect that Master Dehong was a monk in the early Tang Dynasty. He just screamed in his heart: "Is he a Bodhisattva descending to earth and a Vajra entering the world? Or is he talking nonsense?"
Qin Xiaotian smiled and said: "The thousand-year-old king and the eighty-thousand-year-old tortoise, the great monk lives quite comfortably."
Master Dehong laughed loudly: "Freedom? No one in the world can be free... Haha, donor Qin's age... I'm afraid he is older than Lao Na? Donor Lu, this mutton is good, but it's just too little." He didn't seem to be satisfied.
I was worried that Qin Xiaotian compared himself to a turtle bastard, so I brought him along with him. We are all turtle bastards and have lived long enough.
Only then did Lu Jiang realize how powerful Qin Xiaotian was. He was even older than Master Dehong. Isn’t he a god? He turned over and knelt down and said: "Qin... Qin..." He didn't dare to call Mr. Qin anymore.
He stammered: "You...please teach...teach the art of immortality!"
Qin Xiaotian couldn't help but laugh and said, "The art of immortality? How come I don't know?" With a wave of his hand, Lu Jiang found that he was already sitting in the top chair.
Master Dehong laughed endlessly, continued to eat and drink, and said: "Yes, I have never heard of Amitabha."
Lu Jiang knew that it was impossible for these two people to teach him his secret skills. He originally wanted to become a disciple, but thinking about his age, he couldn't help but sigh and shake his head, feeling sad and said: "Oh, I am the youngest...but the oldest..." He
Regretful, Qin Xiaotian once practiced in Houzhuang for ten years. At that time, he did not seize the opportunity to become a disciple. Now it is too late.
"The great monk was outside the door just now... saying he wanted to ask for alms from the back mountain?"
Master Dehong shook his bald head and said, "That's right."
Lu Jiang said: "Okay, as long as the master is willing to stay here, I will build the temple and have a blessed field for worship."
Master Dehong immediately understood what he meant and said with a smile on his face: "Amitabha, good, good... If the donor has such a kind heart, he will have good results in the next life... Well, let's have another jar of wine."
Qin Xiaotian burst out laughing and said, "Master is indeed a virtuous and eminent monk."
"Amitabha, thank you, donor Qin, for your praise."
If he hadn't seen his magical powers in Qingcheng Mountain, Qin Xiaotian almost thought that Bald Donkey was a liar, and said with a smile: "Haha, master, what happened to Hayang? Did you break the formation?"
Master Dehong suddenly couldn't eat anymore and said: "Donor Qin, it's better not to mention that madman... Amitabha." He picked up the wine jar, drank it in several big gulps, picked up the red cassock and wiped it around his mouth, and then said
: "If it weren't for him... I wouldn't have come here."
Qin Xiaotian asked curiously: "What happened?"
Master Dehong sighed and said: "You left first. As a result, that madman Hayang stared at Lao Na and had a fight... Both of them were thrown out by the formation. Amitabha...Hayang was angry with Lao Na because of this and ran away.
When I arrived at Wutai Mountain, a fire burned down the temple gate... Alas, so I was kicked out by the abbot, Amitabha... I am now a wandering monk."
Qin Xiaotian said sympathetically: "It's really unfortunate. Can't you beat him?"
Master Dehong clasped his big, greasy hands and said, "Amitabha, how can I do this randomly? The Buddha said...that's good, that's good."
"What are these words? Did the Buddha say 'good, good'?" Qin Xiaotian thought: "Maybe the Buddha really said it." He said: "Oh, that's it."
Suddenly, there was a roar that shook the earth.
"Dehong Bald Donkey! Come out!"
Qin Xiaotian cursed in his heart: "***, it's not safe anywhere!" (To be continued)