To everyone's surprise, the person who came in was actually Monk Miaoxue.
Miaoxue wore a half-worn gray brocade monk's robe and a bamboo hat on her head.
His ice-like skin was very eye-catching in the dim light, making the entire hall seem to be lit up.
People are also surprised that there is such a handsome man in the world.
He is really comparable to Liu Yanliang, the most beautiful man in the world.
Miaoxue glanced at Lin Yi and the others, then glanced at Qin Dingfang.
Seeing them sitting together at the table with dishes piled up like a mountain, he had a look of disgust on his face.
Miaoxue sat down at a table at the door, took off the package on her back, took off her bamboo hat and put it away.
Hua Rufang looked at Miao Xue intentionally or unintentionally, with a strange look in her eyes.
She really didn't expect to meet Miaoxue here.
The waiter came over and said to Miao Xue: "Little master, the shopkeeper said that we will not entertain any more guests today. We will only serve those two tables of distinguished guests today."
Miao Xue frowned and said displeasedly: "Wherever I go, there are snobbish and snobbish people. I am a human being, they are human beings too, and they don't have one more eye than me. They can eat here, why can't I?"
.Today, I want to eat here!”
The waiter didn't expect a monk to be so stubborn.
The waiter suddenly seemed unhappy.
Lin Yi was about to speak and told the waiter not to be rude. Hua Rufang stood up first and said to the waiter: "It's really that you look down on others. It's not rude. This master is our friend. If you dare to be disrespectful again, I will
You're welcome."
As soon as the waiter heard what Hua Rufang said, he smiled at Miaoxue again.
Miao Xue glanced at Hua Rufang, who spoke uprightly, nodded slightly towards her, and made a one-hand salute.
If the flowers are fragrant, they will smile back.
The waiter asked Miao Xue: "What does the master want?"
Miaoxue said: "Two bowls of plain noodles, one plate of pickles. And a bowl of water."
Miaoxue's request was simple, and soon the food and water he asked for were brought to him.
Miaoxue seemed to be hungry. He quickly ate a large bowl of vegetarian noodles, and then ate a second bowl.
Miao Xue ate plain noodles, but the aroma of various delicacies on Lin Yi and Qin Dingfang's table continued to float into his nose, stimulating his sense of smell and stimulating his heart.
Miaoxue said to herself: "It's true that wine and meat stinks in the rich houses, and bones are frozen to death on the road. I don't know how many kind-hearted people in the world are hungry, but some people are extravagant and lustful. Amitabha, he committed the most evil, it is really a sin."
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Even a deaf person can tell that Miao Xue is mocking Lin Yi and Qin Dingfang for their extravagance and waste.
Naturally, Lin Yi and others would not be angry because of Miao Xue's rude words. Miao Xue is a Shaolin eminent monk and the head of the Eight Hundred Arhats. And on the banks of the Run River, Miao Xue was not afraid of the power of Beifu and dared to stand up and scold Linghu for hiding his soul.
Let them admire you too.
Besides looking forward to returning, they also felt that it was indeed a waste.
Hearing Miaoxue say this, she felt a little ashamed.
Su Jin'er also stuck out her tongue towards Lin Yi.
Lin Yi poured a cup of tea and walked to Miao Xue's table.
Lin Yi smiled brightly and said to Miaoxue: "I didn't expect to meet Master Miaoxue here. Master Miaoxue said it is true. We really made some mistakes today, and we will definitely change them in the future. If we know our mistakes and can change them, there is no greater good. I take tea
How about a toast to Master instead of wine?"
Lin Yi is very sincere, he really wants to make Miaoxue a friend.
Miao Xue raised her head and glanced at Lin Yi.
Lin Yi is the King of the Southern Territory, so being able to take the initiative to offer him tea instead of wine is a great honor for him.
It would be disrespectful to refuse.
Miaoxue picked up the bowl of clear water and said, "I don't dare to deserve the toast from King Lin. The young monk will use water instead of wine and have sex with King Lin."
After saying that, Miaoxue drank the bowl of water in one gulp.
Although Miaoxue is a monk, he still has the chivalrous and heroic spirit of a man in the world. It seems that what he drank was not a bowl of water, but a bowl of strong wine.
Lin Yi also drank the bowl of tea, then punched Miaoxue and returned to his table.
Lin Yi said to Zeng Xiaotong: "Little boy, you can't eat so much food at all. I saw some beggars nearby earlier. You can give them some of the extra food later."
The little boy said: "Yes."
When Wang Hui returned, he stuffed something into his mouth and muttered: "Who said you can't eat it! I can eat it..."
Qin Dingfang on the other side watched with cold eyes as Lin Yi offered tea instead of wine to express his goodwill towards Miao Xue.
Miaoxue is the head of the Eight Hundred Arhats of Shaolin and one of the top ten masters in the world ranked by Drunk Taoist Priests. Qin Dingfang will naturally not underestimate Miaoxue.
If he had met Miaoxue before, he would have shown his kindness to win over Miaoxue.
But on the banks of the Run River, Miao Xue blamed Linghu Zanghun for being overbearing and obviously leaning towards the south, which made Qin Dingfang feel very unhappy.
So there was no need for him to win over Miaoxue anymore.
Miaoxue made rude remarks, but Qin Dingfang showed restraint by not arguing with him.
But Miaoxue's words made Lang Tianxing unhappy.
Lang Tianxing turned to Miao Xue, his awl-like face looking a little ferocious.
Lang Tianxing said: "Little monk, don't pretend. I've seen you like this a lot. You act the same way in front of others, but secretly you may be involved in everything from wine, meat, wealth and sex. Also, you have fine skin and tender flesh, and your skin is like jade.
It’s hard to compare to your daughter. I don’t believe you are a vegetarian. Secretly, you don’t know what to eat.”
Miao Xue turned her back to Lang Tianxing and ignored him.
Still lowering his head and eating his noodles seriously.
But Miaoxue's eyes were filled with evil spirits.
When Lang Tianxing saw that Miao Xue ignored his words, he felt that he had lost face.
Lang Tianxing picked up a glass of wine, threw it at Miaoxue, and said, "Stop pretending, have a drink!"
The glass of wine was filled with Lang Tianxing's inner strength and flew towards Miao Xue with a strong wind.
The wine glass was steady and not a drop of wine was spilled.
Lang Tianxing's martial arts skills should not be underestimated.
Miao Xueyi's back was turned to Lang Tianxing, but he still picked up the noodles with chopsticks and put them into his mouth.
Just when the glass of wine flew a few inches behind him, Miao Xue suddenly shook her back, and the glass of wine turned in vain and flew towards Lang Tianxing.
This time, the glass of wine was faster and more powerful, but not a drop of wine was spilled in the glass.
Facing the wine glass that flew back again, Lang Tianxing waved his silver arm towards the wine glass, and an invisible force came out. Lang Tianxing wanted to push the wine glass back again, but to Lang Tianxing's surprise, it was difficult for him to push the wine glass back.
Already.
Behind the glass of wine, there seemed to be an invisible wall of air blocking it, making it impossible for the glass to pass through.
And this invisible wall of air continued to push the wine glass towards him, only two feet away.
Lang Tianxing pushed his palm toward the wine glass again, with even greater force. The wine glass could no longer withstand the force and broke into pieces with a bang, and the wine and fragments flew out in all directions.
Lang Tianxing's face turned ugly.
The difference between high and low is obvious, he lost!
When Lin Yi saw this situation, he couldn't help shouting "Okay". Hua Rufang's voice became louder and louder. Her eyes shone with admiration.
Lang Tianxing wanted to make Miao Xue look embarrassed, but he didn't expect to shoot himself in the foot.
He really didn't expect that this little monk with skin as white as snow could have such high martial arts skills.
Lang Tianxing lost his face, his face was a little helpless, and he put his hand on his iron hat.