He took a deep breath, put down the stick in his hand, turned around and smiled.
Zhao Shengli came to his senses first and laughed loudly: "What a monk, you really live up to your expectations...Brothers from all over the world, look, isn't this settled!"
Xiong Sihai and others also came to their senses, and he laughed several times: "Great monk, how should we deal with these guys?"
Li Muchan took a look and saw that what he had just used was the Crazy Demonic Stick Technique. It had internal energy and was so powerful that if an ordinary person encountered it, his bones would be broken and his hands would be broken.
These people had internal strength to protect their bodies. They received a few sticks, but it was nothing serious. They were just flesh wounds at most.
Li Muchan discovered a characteristic. Their internal energy has the ability to protect the body. It forms a thin air film on the body, which is quite tough and can eliminate a layer of strength.
"It's up to you." Li Muchan turned and left. There was a scream behind him. He shook his head and returned to his private room, but Zhao Shengli and the others stayed behind.
After a while, Zhao Shengli and the others came back triumphantly. As soon as they came in, Zhao Shengli smiled and said: "Haha, monk, let's break their legs and feet and avenge Brother Xiaohe!"
Xiaohe had woken up at this time, and his little eyes looked at Li Muchan gratefully, and Lao Ma also showed gratitude.
This time they were able to get revenge, all thanks to Li Muchan. Otherwise, depending on their ability, they would have been beaten and humiliated again.
Li Muchan smiled, picked up the big bowl, and everyone sat down and drank happily.
"Waiter, two more jars of wine!" Xiong Sihai shouted loudly. The waiter immediately ran in and brought two jars of wine up, but he couldn't get out.
Xiong Sihai took out two ingots of silver from his arms and threw them to the waiter: "This is compensation. Tell people to send those guys to the military camp!"
"Okay!" The waiter responded happily and ran away quickly.
Zhao Shengli grinned distressedly: "Brothers from all over the world, how can you give him back the money!"
Xiong Sihai smiled and said: "This is a rule. Damaged things must be compensated. The backstage of Changping Tower is amazing, we can't afford to offend!"
"Bigger than a captain?" Zhao Shengli asked unconvinced.
"Hey, what does a captain mean?" Xiong Sihai curled his lips and said, "The captain is here, you have to abide by the rules!"
Zhao Shengli's eyes widened: "Hey, dear, who is he? With such a big background, is he the emperor?"
"Haha, almost." Xiong Sihai nodded.
Zhao Shengli's eyes widened: "Is this really a restaurant opened by the emperor?"
Xiong Sihai said: "It was opened by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and belongs to the royal family. Do you think it has a big background?"
"No wonder!" Zhao Shengli suddenly realized, "Then I really need to give you this money!"
Xiong Sihai smiled and said: "Money is an external thing, Zhao Tou, don't take it too seriously, otherwise, your vision will eventually be limited!"
"I have been poor and short of money since I was a child, and there is nothing I can do about it!" Zhao Shengli touched his head and sighed: "It's up to you!"
Cai Yuzhang smiled and said: "Zhao Tou is desperate for money, but he is not stingy about spending money on women!"
"Humph, beauties are worth spending money on!" Zhao Shengli laughed.
Xiong Sihai also had some medical skills. He connected Xiaohe's arm, wrapped it with a cloth, bandaged it, fixed it on his body, and drank wine.
Xiaohe was also brave, and it was inevitable that he would be in pain after being beaten. However, he did not say a word, drank and ate as usual, and talked and laughed freely, as if his body belonged to someone else.
Li Muchan looked at him with admiration. He didn't look amazing, but he had a strong heart. Such a person was willing to be by Xiong Sihai's side. Xiong Sihai was not simple either.
"Boom!" There was a knock on the door, and Lao Ma stood up and opened the door. Standing outside was a girl in a yellow shirt, followed by two beautiful middle-aged women.
The girl in the yellow shirt is light and soft, with an oval face and a small cherry mouth. She is full and charming, making people want to suck her. Her eyes are as soft as spring water.
When Xiong Sihai saw it, he hurriedly shouted: "It's the Thirteenth Mother who's coming. Come on, please come!"
He stood up and came to the door, stretched out his hand humbly, with a smile on his face. Everyone turned to look, and suddenly there was a sound of inhalation, and they stared at the beautiful girl in yellow clothes.
The girl's face was as radiant as snow, her eyes swept away, she bowed lightly and smiled softly: "Master Xiong, how are you doing lately?"
Xiong Sihai stroked his short beard under his chin, and smiled with bright eyes: "Thanks to Thirteenth Mother, I am not sick or in trouble. Come on, please come in!"
He suddenly became gentle and polite, as if he was a different person. No one here was surprised, and they were all attracted to this girl.
Li Muchan's eyes were clear and he stared at this woman, secretly surprised.
This thirteenth lady is indeed extremely beautiful and has a gentle temperament, which makes people feel pity and wish they could take all the pain and suffering on themselves.
Li Muchan realized that this woman was strange. Her heart was too calm, just like the senior sister Wen Yin Yue. She must have practiced a strange mental method.
For another person, practicing such a strange mental method is nothing. After all, the world is so big that there are many strange people and strange people.
But the person who practices such a wonderful method is actually a singing girl, which makes people curious.
He took a few glances at Thirteen Niang. Her hands were white and delicate, crystal clear and moist, with no traces of her practice. However, his intuition told him that this woman's martial arts skills were extremely high and very dangerous.
He guessed that this woman had a strange mind and was good at concealing her skills. She could cover up all traces of her practice and suppress both her internal and external appearances.
He secretly guessed, why is this Thirteenth Niang willing to be a singer when she is so cultivated?
The Thirteenth Niang came in, followed by two middle-aged beauties. A faint fragrance floated around the room, and everyone looked intoxicated and became silly.
Li Muchan secretly sighed, it was another disaster.
Thirteenth Niang's bright eyes turned and she glanced at everyone, saying: "Master Xiong, gentlemen, what music do you want to listen to, but please tell me."
Xiong Sihai smiled and said: "Come on, let me introduce to Thirteen Niangs. The names of these great monks are Mingkong, Zhao Tou, Da Kun, Xiao Cai, and Li Zi. These are Xiao He and Lao Ma. You already recognize them."
The Thirteen Niangs met again, and Zhao Shengli and the four of them became polite and courteous. It was as if they had changed people and no trace of their original roughness remained.
Zhao Shengli praised: "I have lived for thirty-five years. I am so beautiful. When I see her for the first time, I really look like a person in a painting!"
The corners of Xiao Cai's mouth twitched slightly. After all, Zhao Tou had limited education and looked like a gentle man. He was very vulgar when he praised people. I hope he won't be laughed at by the beauty.
Thirteenth Niang pursed her lips and smiled: "Young Master Zhao has given me such a great reward. I am so embarrassed that I don't deserve it."
She was elegant and graceful, yet still gentle and demure. Her manners were impeccable, and Li Muchan secretly admired her.
It was the first time for Zhao Shengli to be called Mr. Zhao. He felt a little awkward and a little excited. He chuckled and said, "No prize, no prize."
Cai Yuzhang was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he hurriedly said: "The name of Thirteen Niangs is as loud as a thunder in my ears. Now that I can see it in person, it is really well-deserved!"
Thirteenth Niang still smiled gently and thanked her.
Xiong Sihai saw Li Muchan smiling slightly, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Thirteenth Niang, this great monk is amazing, with strong martial arts and strong concentration!"
Thirteenth Niang cast her bright eyes over and said with a smile: "The great monk is calm and calm, as deep as the mountains. He is naturally very advanced, and the little girl admires him."
During the conflict just now, she had been in the room and saw Li Muchan showing off his power. She was curious. Those dozen or so masters from the Flying Cavalry Battalion were defeated like this. It was really shocking.
Li Muchan glanced at Xiong Sihai, clasped his fists and smiled: "Thank you, Thirteenth Mother."
He remained calm, not wanting to alarm the woman. Besides, everyone had a story behind them. He and she were in two different worlds, so why bother meddling in her own business.
Thirteenth Niang looked at him and saw that his eyes were clear and his expression was indifferent. He was obviously not moved by his beauty. She smiled and said, "I wonder what kind of kung fu the master performed just now?"
Li Muchan smiled: "Why, Thirteenth Mother also knows martial arts?"
Thirteenth Niang's heart was moved, her face remained calm, and she smiled softly: "I am very curious about martial arts and yearn for it. Unfortunately, as a girl, I cannot join the army."
She could see that the little monk's eyes were a little strange. Could it be that he had discovered his secret?
Li Muchan smiled: "It's just an ordinary stick technique. Thirteenth Niang's singing voice is very moving. Why don't we sing a song to celebrate Jiahua."
After saying that, he picked up the big bowl and took a sip.
Everyone sighed secretly when they saw it. This young monk was really calm-hearted and had no interest in women. He was so cold in front of such a beautiful woman.
"Okay, Qing Jiahua." Thirteenth Niang pursed her lips and smiled.
Behind him were two beautiful middle-aged women, one holding a pipa and the other holding a long flute. The sound of the pipa sounded, as clear and crisp as jade beads falling on a plate, and then the sound of the flute was somber, like crying.
"The new moon is beautiful...the night is quiet and the mountains are cold..." A mellow and soft voice floated up and filled the whole room. Everyone was immediately mesmerized and immersed in the artistic conception.
Li Muchan was holding a big bowl, squinting his eyes slightly, thoughtfully.
Such a moving voice is indeed unique and intoxicating. No wonder she is popular throughout Tianlong City. She is the leader of hundreds of flowers, and her reputation is well-deserved.
Footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door. The banging sound interrupted her singing. The old man jumped up and opened the door with an angry look on his face.
His expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to close the door, but was blocked.
"Who?!" Xiong Sihai said angrily.
Lao Ma smiled bitterly and turned around: "Second brother, this is Sima Jun."
"Grandma, you came too soon!" Xiong Sihai cursed and turned around and said, "Thirteenth Mother, I can't finish listening to your music today!"
Thirteenth Niang pursed her lips and smiled: "Let's do it another day."
The old horse was pushed away, and two soldiers in cloaks and armor came in. With a glance, cold lightning flashed across, and they hummed: "Xiong Sihai, let's go, don't we need to do something?"
Xiong Sihai stood up and said: "Just leave, great monk, I'm going to hurt you."
He didn't act heroic and wanted to carry it alone. He would know it after a quick check. Instead, he was just being clever.
Li Muchan put down the bowl and said with a smile: "Thirteenth Mother, thank you very much for this song. Why don't you go out after singing."
Thirteenth Niang was startled, then she pursed her lips and nodded, her pretty cherry lips parted slightly, and amid the soft singing, Li Muchan and the others left the private room and went down to Changping Tower. They could still hear the singing sound downstairs.