More than a month has passed in a flash. During this period, Yang Bufan seldom went out except for practicing!
A group of little bandits had a great time playing with the little monk, the big yellow dog, and they finally met someone with "like-minded personalities".
They couldn't see a shadow all day long, and they knew every alley in Linling City!
What's even more outrageous is that they were instigated by the young monk, and a group of people went to the city lord's mansion to steal things.
They punched a hole in the high wall of the city lord's palace, hiding from the eyes of pairs of soldiers. This made other people give the little monk a thumbs up!
He said with admiration that he was indeed a professional.
"That's it!" The little monk had a proud expression on his face and got in first.
Others followed suit and got in, tiptoeing and cautiously.
Then there is no more!
When they all entered, they found the young city lord Luo Tong looking at them with a smile, as if he was waiting for them.
They saw the little monk standing stiffly, with a dazed expression on his face, unable to say a word.
"If you want to be guests, you can go through the front door. Good wine and food are prepared for you!" The young city lord was gentle and kind, and said to the few people with a smile.
Not far away, Captain Jian An and a group of soldiers were also watching them.
It was as if these people were waiting for them.
"Hei boy, I said you can't come. If you insist on coming, you have to dig a hole. Now, Brother Luo will greet you personally. Where can we put our faces? He's a big Buddha. I shouldn't be with Buddha.
Come on you guys!”
Unexpectedly, the young monk suddenly shouted loudly to Song Yi, with a righteous expression on his face, shaking his head as he spoke, and wanted to leave.
At this time, not to mention other people, even the big yellow dog covered his face. He knew that the little monk was thick-skinned, but he didn't expect it to be so thick-skinned. It was thicker than the wall of the city lord's palace!
Song Yi was in a daze, looking at the little monk blankly. He never thought that the little monk would suddenly come here, and he was caught off guard by the blame!
"Stay for a light meal!" Young City Master Luo Tong stopped the young monk!
And the young monk didn't want to force himself to leave, otherwise he wouldn't look too guilty.
"Hahaha, since the young city lord has such good intentions, then I will be more respectful than obey!" The young monk laughed loudly, with a calm expression on his face.
And his expression made everyone else want to go up and kick him.
Song Yi finally reacted and quit immediately. He would not take the blame!
Just kidding, who can take the blame for stealing the city lord's mansion? I'm afraid even his grandpa, the big bandit, may not be able to save him.
"Hit him!"
Song Yi yelled and took the lead to take action. Others followed suit. They caught the little monk and beat him severely. Even the big yellow dog kicked him twice.
So irritating! This is what all of them are thinking.
Of course, they were just fooling around, and since the little monk had Li Zi Jue around him, these people couldn't catch up with him!
The soldiers on the side were dumbfounded. They had never been so playful before. For a long time, they had been serious and serious. At this time, they actually felt envious.
"Hahaha, let's go, I've prepared the food and wine, and I'm just waiting for you to sit down." The Young City Master laughed, put his hands behind his back, and ran towards the living room.
"Damn monk, I won't show you anything fun next time. I'll let you blame me!"
A group of young bandits stopped and followed Luo Tong.
The little monk had a smile on his face and kept saying nice words: "No, no, Master Hei, wasn't it just to relieve the embarrassment? How can I really throw the blame on you? If you don't believe it, I think they
If I dare to touch you, I will have to dig out their ancestral graves."
The little monk had a mean smile on his face and rushed to Song Yi to say good things.
Young City Lord Luo Tong turned to look at him, his eyes exuding an inexplicable charm.
The young monk was so frightened that his legs became weak in an instant. Fortunately, the young city lord had a good temper, otherwise if it had been anyone else, they would have beaten him to death if they heard someone wanted to dig out their ancestral graves.
"Hmph!" Song Yi obviously hadn't calmed down yet and ignored the young monk.
Several people soon came to the living room, looking at the dazzling array of dishes on the table, their mouths watered.
These are all scarce and great supplements, and they are all ingredients that are helpful for cultivating the Tao. As long as one person comes out, it may cause a bloody storm in the outside world.
But the city lord's mansion now has a table.
As soon as they sat down, Yang Bufan appeared in front of the door, led by a handsome maid.
"Why are you here!" The little monk was in a daze, and so were the others. They didn't expect that Yang Bufan would also arrive.
"Haha, I sent someone to invite Brother Yang, don't be surprised!" Luo Tong explained to several people and invited the group to sit down.
Then, seven or eight maids brought some good wine. The wine was fragrant, and a few others were very greedy.
"Why, I can't come!" Seeing the little monk asking this, Yang Bufan responded with a smile.
"I can come, I can come!" The young monk lowered his head, feeling as if he had done something wrong. He knew that Yang Bufan would probably be pissed to death if he knew why they were invited.
Sure enough, when several people had just finished their first drink and put down their glasses, Luo Tong said: "Everyone, if you see anything in the City Lord's Mansion, tell me, there is no need for this, I, Luo Tong, am not a stingy person, hahaha
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"What's going on?" Upon hearing this, the keen Yang Bufan felt that something was wrong, so he asked.
The little monk buried his head lower!
"It's okay, it's okay, haha, I just want to invite you to be a guest. Come and have a drink, Brother Yang!"
Yang Bufan had a drink with Luo Tong, and even while drinking, he did not forget to look at the young monk and the others. He saw the young monk lowering his head, and the other people's expressions were also a little unnatural, and he knew that something must be up.
"What did you do!" Yang Bufan asked.
Seeing that the big yellow dog couldn't hide it anymore, he started talking to Yang Bufan in detail.
Yang Bufan's smile froze on his face. He felt that he had drunk the wine head-on. He didn't expect to drink the wine in this way.
Suddenly, Yang Bufan's face went into heat, and his expression was extremely unnatural.
After seeing the conversation started, fortunately, the young monk also let go, stopped being coy, and returned to his usual carefree appearance.
He tore off a huge rare chicken leg, gnawed it, and muttered: "I said, how did you know we came here? You were waiting for us there."
With this sentence, a group of little bandits also wanted to ask, how could such a coincidence happen?
"Haha, it's okay. I really wanted to treat you to a drink. We just happened to meet you!" The young city lord replied with a smile. He couldn't tell them even if they were beaten to death. He guarded them day and night because their reputation was already known outside. He sent people day and night.
Guard, his ancestral grave is heavily guarded day and night!
"So that's how it is, then we really don't agree with each other!" The young monk didn't notice anything strange about Luo Tong!
Yang Bufan looked embarrassed. He understood that Luo Tong must have something to say, so he immediately said: "Young City Lord, please forgive me. I will go back and talk to my brothers."
Yang Bufan apologized to the young city lord. After all, it was too disgraceful for someone to catch him doing something like this.
"Brother Yang, what you said is out of context, your brother is my brother, come and have a drink!" Luo Tong dragged a group of people to have a drink.
Luo Tong was rare and bold. They could see that Luo Tong had a true temperament. They could feel this without any pretense!
"I'm committed to your brother!" The young monk was a little drunk and said to Luo Tong while burping from wine.
"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed heartily, and the only trace of estrangement had disappeared without a trace!
If there is any occasion that can best promote the growth of brotherhood, it has to be the wine table!
They all looked drunk, and the good wine was poured into the jar after jar. When the maid of the city lord's palace saw the appearance of their young city lord, she felt happy for him for no reason.
In their impression, the Young City Lord had not laughed so heartily for a long time.
"Fairy, come here, Lord Buddha, let me read your palm for you!" The young monk drank too much and even grabbed the maid's hand and refused to let go, wanting to read her palm.
In fact, it's not the little monk's fault. Even the maids in the city lord's palace are as good as fish and geese.
"Unruly little monk, let's see if the Buddha doesn't punish you!" the maid retracted her hand angrily and scolded the young monk.
"Hahaha, little monk, why don't you just return to secular life? There is no monk like you who doesn't taboo anything!" A group of young bandits teased him, and even the young city lord laughed along with him.
"Buddha doesn't count, he's just my disciple for who knows how many lives!" The little monk was drunk, with his tongue hanging out and his mouth full of nonsense.
The others kept shaking their heads, looking at the little monk like this, showing no Buddhist precepts at all.
"Brother Yang, what are your plans today!"
The young city lord and Yang Bufan put their arms around each other and asked with a smile.
Yang Bufan took a sip of wine, sighed and said, "I just want to be a rootless duckweed, living wherever he goes. The world is so big, where is not home?"
At the end of the sentence, Yang Bufan actually exuded a heroic aura and was no longer melancholy!
"If you don't dislike it, you can always live in the City Lord's Mansion. Brother, I will definitely enjoy the food and drink!" The Young City Lord extended an olive branch to Yang Bufan.
It's funny to say that the young city lord is actually much older than Yang Bufan and the others, but now they are treated like brothers.
"No need, I will cause unnecessary trouble for you here!" Yang Bufan declined and did not agree to Luo Tong.
Young City Lord Luo Tong just smiled and didn't force it any further.
Several people were making fists, and wine was being poured out from jars one after another. I don’t know how much wine I drank.
The first one who couldn't bear it was the little monk, who lay on the table and fell asleep.
They drank from noon until late at night, and they had no intention of stopping. They were already drunk, chatting happily about their ideals and the paths they would take in the future.
A group of little bandits couldn't bear it anymore and fell drunk under the table.
At this time, the only ones left are Yang Bufan and Young City Lord Luo Tong!
"Brother Yang is such a good drinker!" Young City Master could hardly keep his eyes open as he praised Yang Bufan.
Yang Bufan really drank to his heart's content this time. He had been drinking with a group of friends in the wilderness since he was a child, and he rarely met anyone who drank like him.
"Young City Lord is even more generous!" Yang Bufan said with a loud tongue. His praise of Luo Tong came from the bottom of his heart.