Wuzhong drove all the way east. In the car, Chang Yu and Wang Zhengnan were playing chess and fighting: "It's not ordinary to hurt you with fists and kicks. Why don't you tell me first?"
Wuzhong, who was driving, laughed loudly: "I told you I'd like to show you something new. If I told you first, I'd see you later, the novelty would be gone."
"That's true." Chang Yu hummed, "Did you tell me your identity?"
Wuzhong shook his head: "That's not possible, what if the shopkeeper doesn't like it?"
"If I can beat you like this, as long as you are not ugly and disgusting, I will most likely be very interested." Chang Yu said lightly, Wang Zhengnan couldn't help laughing, and Wuzhong laughed: "Although not
I'm so handsome and it's not that I'm ugly. It's just that if you want to take the shopkeeper, he may not agree to it. That guy is also a freak."
"Oh, I just don't like this thing. If it's an ordinary warrior, I really wouldn't be interested." General Chang Yu Luozi.
In a private room facing the window on the second floor of Zhangjia Restaurant next to Changhu Lake, Chen Ruxin sat by the window and looked at the misty and rainy lake outside, turning his head from time to time to look at the monk who was still gobbling away.
"How many days have you not eaten, are you so hungry?" Chen Ruxin couldn't bear it when he saw that he kept eating.
Fan Monk looked up at him blankly: "Master Monk, I'm hungry, of course I have to eat. I eat every day and I'm hungry every day. When I'm hungry, I have to eat..."
Chen Ruxin couldn't help but frown as he listened to his nagging: "The monks in our place like to call themselves Buddha when they curse others. Why do you say monk?"
Monk Fan snorted: "There is only one Buddha in Uzang, the Living Buddha. How can it be praised by everyone?"
Then... Chen Ruxin was about to ask anything else. At this moment, the box door was opened, and Chang Yu and others walked in. Fan Monk heard the movement and turned his head to look. Chang Yu exclaimed: "Second Senior Brother, it's you.
What!"
Wuzhong didn't lie, he really beat this monk into a pig's head!
Fanseng saw the young man calling him second senior brother in an exaggerated manner. Although he didn't know what it meant, he also knew that it was not a good word. He slammed the table: "Who is your second senior brother? Master Seng, I..."
Before he finished speaking, Wu Zhong jumped up and kicked him over: "What the hell, who are they talking to? You should speak more politely with the young shopkeeper."
The monk was so angry when he was kicked by Wuzhong that he didn't even listen to what he said. He stood up and wanted to fuck Wuzhong. At this time, Chang Yu finally saw the monk's disguise clearly and couldn't help exclaiming: "You are
Fanseng, a lama from Tibet?”
"It's Uzang! What Tibet?" the monk couldn't help but spit.
"Yes, yes, yes, it's Wu Zang, Chang Yu finally realized." Tibet was called Tubo in the Tang and Song Dynasties, Xuanzheng Yuan in the Yuan Dynasty, and Wu Zang in the Ming Dynasty. The imperial court also set up a capital commander there.
Although it is actually an autonomous region, the local officials are all upper-class Lamaist monks.
The name Tibet was not finalized until the Qing Dynasty and is still used today.
"Are you red and yellow, or are you white?" Chang Yu asked again. The monk wanted to fuck Wuzhong. Seeing that the young man was full of curiosity and kept asking questions, he got angry at Chang Yu: "You
Who is he and why are there so many questions?"
"Just answer the question. If you don't answer, I'll tie the knot before the meal." Wu Zhong went up and kicked him again. The monk wanted to hide, but when he suddenly heard that he wanted to pay for the meal, his face suddenly turned blue, and he didn't even try to hide.
After receiving a kick from Wuzhong, he snorted: "Did you answer his question and clear it up before the meal?"
"Then it depends on whether your answer satisfies my young shopkeeper." Wuzhong looked domineering, and Monk Fan was furious. Chang Yu hurriedly said: "The meal money is mine, let's talk, second senior brother, you are red, yellow and white."
A faction?"
"Gelugpa" Monk Fan said reluctantly.
"Oh, that's the Yellow Sect. The Living Buddha belongs to your sect. By the way, which Panchen Lama is in charge now?" Chang Yu asked again, his memory of this was a little vague.
"The Fourth Dalai Lama," Monk Fan said casually, and Chang Yu patted his head: "Yes, yes, I remembered, he is also the master of the Fourth Dalai Lama, right?"
Monk Fan raised his eyebrows: "You kid actually knows this secret."
"What the hell..." Wuzhong was about to take action again, but was pulled aside by Chang Yu. This is actually not a secret. Maybe it is for the inland Han people, but it is known to everyone in the Qinghai-Tibet area.
The Panchen Lama and the Dalai Lama are the two living Buddhas in Tibet. Most people can't tell who has the higher status. In Tibetan terms, they are the sun and the moon.
However, the fourth Dalai Lama was ordained and ordained by the fourth Panchen Lama. This was also the first time that the Panchen Lama and the Dalai Lama had a master-disciple relationship. It has become a rule that the elder is the teacher and the younger is the disciple. This is also Chang Yu's
A memory point.
"Lama usually travels around Qinghai and snowy areas, and few set foot inland. Why do you travel so far?" Chang Yu asked curiously. At this time, he also began to look at this monk carefully. He had dark skin and a strong physique, and his gestures were astonishing.
There is a sense of power throughout. This is definitely a good material for practicing foreign boxing, and it has definitely been practiced.
This gave him an immediate urge to try.
"I was tricked by this guy." Fan Seng glared at Wuzhong fiercely.
Chang Yu looked at Wuzhong and saw him touching his nose: "Don't listen to this wild donkey. When I met him in Qinghai, he was so hungry that he couldn't walk. I said it would be good to take him to eat something good.
Drinking, how come you are cheating?" He said and glared at the monk: "I cheated you of your wealth or your sex, you are eating, drinking, whoring and gambling all the time, isn't it all my money?"
"Fart, Master Monk has never been a prostitute before!" Fan Monk was furious: "How dare you say you didn't defraud Master Monk of his money..."
"You guys can't listen, right? The misunderstanding just now has been solved, why did you get involved again, I..." Wuzhong shouted angrily, Chang Yu's head was buzzing after hearing this, and he quickly put them away.
: "Um, second senior brother, what's your name or title?"
"Doji, the name of the Dharma is Honma," the monk said casually. Chang Yu touched his palm and said, "Vajra, wonderful, as the name suggests, Vajra, Vajra, Vajra's body, Vajra's indestructible body, Benma is the lotus
Meaning? Vajra Lotus, my dear, your name is a bit too big. If I remember correctly, Padmasambhava, one of the founding powers of Tibetan Buddhism, was first named Lotus Bright, and later named Lotus after understanding all kinds of luminous places.
King Kong".
"You actually know Tibetan, and you actually know Guru Padmasambhava." Dorji was startled. Wuzhong curled his lips and said, "My young shopkeeper knows astronomy from top to bottom and geography from bottom to top. He knew this five hundred years ago... Ouch..."
Chang Yu kicked Wuzhong away: "Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, he only understands a little bit." Then he pressed Duoji on the chair: "You eat first, and we will have a fight when you are full. If you lose, follow me."
If you win, it’s up to you.”
Duoji was stunned: "Fight with you?"
"Yes, you are fighting me." Chang Yu pointed at himself confidently: "I can fight very well..." Duoji burst out laughing, raised his hand and shook his fist in front of Chang Yu's eyes, a fist as big as a casserole.
Have you seen this before? I’m afraid I’ll beat you to death, Mr. Monk!”
"It's okay. If I beat him to death, I don't want you to pay for it with your life, but if you lose, you have to follow me. From now on, you have to listen to me when you eat and drink from me. If you win, you can make whatever demands you want."
"What if I don't fight..."
"If you don't fight, you have to pay for the meal. Of course, you can also eat for free..." Chang Yu interrupted him.
Duoji was furious: "Have you ever had free food..."
"Then hit him!" Chang Yu held him down, and Duoji was stunned: "You are so strong."
"I'm not only strong, I'm also good at kung fu." Chang Yu smiled exaggeratedly, and suddenly a punch came. He couldn't dodge, and he felt a sledgehammer hit his temple. He immediately felt dizzy, dizzy, and tinnitus.
Unable to stop, he was about to fall if his feet were unsteady. Wu Zhong reached out to hold him up and kicked Duoji: "You idiot, sneak attack!"
"When will Master Monk attack him..." Duoji was talking when two strong winds hit him. Chen Ruxin and Wang Zhengnan attacked him at the same time. Immediately, there were shouts and curses in the private room, and the sound of plates and bowls falling to the floor continued.
The shopkeeper downstairs heard the commotion and ran up quickly. When he saw a few people fighting, he shouted: "Don't fight, don't fight, I'm going to report to the official..."
Fortunately, it was not lunch time, so there was no one upstairs. The three of them fought from the private room to the lobby, fists and feet roaring, and tables and chairs overturned.
"Axin, please step aside and let me test how good he is." Wang Zhengnan got angry and wanted to challenge Duoji to a duel.
Duoji's face was solemn. He already felt that this young man was a powerful opponent. His martial arts skills were not inferior to those of Wuzhong. He was shocked in his heart. Even the man named Ashin was also a good fighter. Why did so many masters suddenly appear?
I scolded the guy next door!
Over there, when Wang Zhengnan and Duoji were fighting fiercely, Chang Yu slowly regained his consciousness. He was very annoyed when the boat capsized in the ditch. Unexpectedly, this monk actually used a secret trick to attack him. If an ordinary person would not be able to succeed, but this monk is a master.
The master in the attack was so fast and accurate that he had no time to dodge. That is, he resisted the beating and still had some consciousness. If it had been anyone else, he would have been killed directly.
Angry, Chang Yu pushed Wuzhong away and rushed out of the box. He saw Wang Zhengnan fighting with Duoji in the hall: "Zhengnan, get out of the way." Chang Yu roared, and kicked Duoji from behind with a flying kick: "
Damn it, you dare to cheat on me." As he spoke, he punched forward, and a set of combination punches hit him like a storm. Duoji hurriedly blocked, backed away and cursed: "Shameless, wheel fighting...".
Chang Yu doesn't care about this. He punches, hooks, kicks and kicks in turn: "It's your turn now, bald ass"
Duoji couldn't resist, so he wandered around the hall and used tables, chairs and benches to hide. Chang Yu chased and beat him while yelling: "You fucking think you are Jackie Chan and playing with me on the bench." In fact, he was quite shocked. This monk's physical strength is not ordinary.
Well, he first resisted Chen Ruxin and Wang Zhengnan's team-up, and then challenged Wang Zhengnan in a one-on-one challenge. He had already lost his physical strength when he was placed on others, and he could still parry. However, he only managed to suppress his momentum by hitting him with nearly a hundred punches, and did not do anything.
Knocking him down, what surprised him even more was that the monk's muscles and bones were as hard as steel. When he blocked a punch, he felt the pain in his bones after hitting the steel bar. He beat him for a long time, and he didn't know.
Is the other person in pain, but my arms and legs are sore and numb?
However, Duoji was exhausted at this time and was panting like an ox. While cursing Chang Yu and others for not respecting martial ethics, he also shouted that a wheel battle would not help the monks... Chang Yu was angry and decided to use his trump card. He rushed over and fired another
He used a combination of punches, and when Duoji was blocking, he ducked down and hugged his waist. Duoji panicked and threw punches, but Chang Yu dodged them: "You have the guts to get up and fight, are you schoolgirls rolling on the ground and causing trouble?"
…”
As he was talking, he was locked by Chang Yu with the Kimura Lock Technique without realizing it: "I can beat you with my pussy's fists, don't you give up?" Chang Yu roared angrily, Duoji struggled hard with his face red and cursed: "Where did Master Seng lose...
…”
"Believe it or not, I will break your arm if you don't admit defeat." Chang Yu shouted, but Duoji was completely indifferent: "It's not like I haven't broken it before. Master Seng can beat you down with just one arm." He continued to struggle despite the severe pain.
Stubborn, Chang Yu secretly cursed, he couldn't really twist Duoji's arm off, so he let go. Duoji was overjoyed and was about to struggle, but suddenly found that he was locked again.
To be precise, he was hanged naked.
"Are you admitting defeat?" Chang Yu asked.
"Recognize your mother...cough cough cough..." Duoji tilted his head, and Chang Yu strangled him unconscious.
Phew, after being stunned by Duoji, Chang Yu went back, panting like an ox, this guy is so damn strong!
"Enjoy it!" Wu Zhong came over and wanted to help Chang Yu up. Chang Yu raised his hand. He was weak and sore at this time. He looked at his fists and arms and couldn't help but be startled. They were bruised and purple. Fuck.
Who beat whom?
"Is this guy really a piece of iron?" Chen Ruxin came over and kicked Duoji, who was unconscious. There were bruises on his arms and some areas were red and swollen.