That night, the honest monk left Wang Yi behind and went to the drunken beauty to smell the fragrance and recognize the jade.
Wang Yi was not drunk yet, and he did not dare to get drunk.
At least before he saw Jian Shisan, he didn't dare to get drunk, let alone get drunk on the beauty. He had to gather his strength and save his energy to go to the appointment of death.
In the eyes of the king, the honest monk's lifelong ambition is to die in the arms of a beautiful woman.
After a long night of sleep, Wang Yi still had a good sleep.
Because eating, drinking and spending the night today doesn't seem to cost anything tomorrow, just save what you can. This is his principle in life.
After a night passed, the honest monk remained firm in his steps without any exaggeration, which was very rare in Wang Yi's opinion.
After breakfast, they said goodbye to the beauty and left the brothel.
The honest monk finally found a shop and sold four swords. He followed Wang Yi to the outside of the city and asked, "How far is Lantian?"
Wang Yi smiled and replied: "It's not that far, right?"
"Be more generous and buy two horses. Don't let Jian Shisan look down on you."
The honest monk thought for a while and said: "Since it is a decisive battle, you must have an aura that overwhelms your opponent. If you lose, you will not lose."
"I'm not in a hurry to die."
Wang Yi walked over disapprovingly and shook his head: "It's a long road for me, so it's better to walk slowly. It seems that I can live longer this way."
The honest monk was suddenly speechless. He found that he could not speak to this hateful guy.
The two walked for an hour, and when it was almost noon, Wang Yi's stomach growled.
Looking around, there was a shed set up on the edge of the woods not far away. It was obviously selling wine, meat and food to passers-by.
Wang Yi said: "First fill your stomach, and this middle-aged meal will be yours."
The honest monk nodded and asked, "I wonder if there is wine for sale there?"
"Where there is meat, there must be wine." Wang Yi could already smell the aroma of wine.
However, before the two of them could get closer, Wang Yi stopped and reached out to hold the honest monk who continued to rush forward.
Looking at a cloud floating in the sky, Youyou said: "Let's walk forward a little bit. I suddenly feel less hungry. I guess I ate two more cakes in the morning."
The Honest Monk was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, aren't you crying out for hunger: "Is there a ghost here? Are you afraid?"
Wang Yi shook his head: "No."
The honest monk nodded and said with a smile: "Since there are no ghosts, why don't you dare to go in here, drink a glass of wine, eat a bowl of meat, and then go on?"
"Because something's wrong here."
Wang Yi pointed to the guqin placed in a shed not far away and said slowly: "This is not the city. Who would play the guqin and drink in a place like this?"
The honest monk suddenly realized: "That's true. If you didn't tell me, I almost wouldn't have thought about it."
Just when the two of them stopped and decided whether to go in and have a glass of wine, the woman in the shed suddenly sat by the piano table and started playing.
For a while, the sound of the piano sounded like mountains and flowing water, and also seemed like spring breeze and drizzle.
If the scorching sun hadn't reminded the honest monk, he would have yelled okay, then rushed in and shouted: "Here are two pounds of wine and a plate of meat."
Therefore, under Wang Yi's reminder, the honest monk frowned tightly.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves not far away.
Before the two of them could understand, eight horses had already rushed to the edge of the woods, outside the huge wooden shed.
Eight agile men in black jumped from their horses.
The men in black all had long swords on their waists. The honest monk didn't know whether these guys were bandits or killers, so he turned and glanced at Wang Yi.
Wang Yi shook his head: "Don't look at me, I'm not a god."
The honest monk thought for a while and laughed: "Let them try it first. If it is safe, we will go in and have a drink."
"Come and die!"
Before Wang Yi could reply, eight men in black had already unsheathed their swords and rushed towards the food shed.
The honest monk was obviously frightened by these guys. He looked at the woman playing the piano in the shed and said, "Wang Yi, do you think that woman will die?"
Wang Yi shook his head: "No."
The honest monk sighed, moved his mouth, and said as if chanting a sutra: "I don't believe it."
"Ah..." Before he could finish his words, he saw a man in black flying out of the sky, followed by a series of miserable roars.
Just like slaughtering chickens and dogs, in the eyes of the honest monk, seven men in black were thrown out of the food shed one after another like dead cats and dogs.
He didn't even hear the clang of the swords clashing, and the fight was over.
There was a tinkling sound in his ears, and the honest monk murmured: "How cruel, they are even harder and faster than you!"
Wang Yi thought for a while and corrected: "Generally speaking, if you don't want to fight with me, I won't fight with others."
After saying that, regardless of whether the honest monk understood what he said, he turned around and went to the relevant place.
There are already people here, and he still thinks about going in to find something to eat. He is either stupid or stupid.
The honest monk is right when he thinks about it. Even if the Buddha Dharma is boundless, he cannot eat the dead people in this place. It is better to leave as soon as possible and avoid any trouble.
This time the honest monk became much more honest and did not think of picking up the sword that fell on the dead man outside the woods.
The two of them walked forward, one behind the other, moving forward at a leisurely pace. Even if fire burned to the sky behind them, it was none of their business.
However, before they had gone two miles, there was a sound of carriage wheels pressing on the ground behind them.
Wang Yi did not look back, but there was a strange expression on his face.
The carriage passed the two men and stopped twenty feet ahead.
The driver in the carriage was a young man, and beside him was a boy of about seven or eight years old.
The boy pointed at Wang Yi from a distance and shouted: "Hey, why do you want to stay away as soon as you see us coming?"
Wang Yi looked at the honest monk beside him and shook his head: "Because I don't like the people in Qifeng Villa."
The boy was stunned, turned to look at the man next to him, and said, "I also know who you are. I didn't expect you to know a lot of things. Not bad."
The honest monk was stunned. He didn't expect that although the child in front of him was young, he sounded like an adult.
Wang Yi glanced at the man driving the carriage and asked calmly: "What is your name?"
Unexpectedly, the man glared at him: "Well, I don't know you, so don't even think about asking me to borrow money."
Wang Yi was too lazy to pay attention to him, but looked at the man driving the car and said, "What do you want to do?"
Before the man driving the car could say anything, the car curtain was lifted from the inside.
, showing a beautiful smile, with shoulder-length black hair, smoky eyes, and a small cherry mouth that looks like it could kill someone.
Her lips parted slightly, she looked at Wang Yi and said softly: "Wang Yi, how could you talk to the young master of Qifeng Mountain like this? You forgot to introduce me to you, I am Luo Xiaoxing's wife Baili Ruyan ."
Monk Lao Shi's eyes lit up and he replied: "It turns out it's the young master and his wife from Qifeng Mountain. I'm so polite, Monk Lao Shi."
Baili Ruyan glared at the honest monk: "How can you, a monk, be so beautiful? How can you be so rude to my husband?"
The honest monk chuckled, pointed at Luo Xiaoxing and said, "The monk only sees beauties. I don't know him."
When the boy heard this, he became furious, pointed at the honest monk and cursed: "Bah, you are a flowery monk, you must not be rude to my wife!"
Wang Yi couldn't help but laugh, which was very shameless.
Baili Ruyan was not angry. She looked at the honest monk and said, "My husband is both civilized and martial, and his sword skills are wonderful. I'm afraid Wang Yi is not as good as him. Monk, don't mess with him."
Unlike other women, Baili Ruyan praised her man without blushing at all.
In her eyes, all other men are pigs and only Luo Xiaoxing is the best, so she likes to praise her man in front of others.
Just like an honest monk likes to talk about how honest he is in front of a stranger.
Wang Yi sighed, looked at Luo Xiaoxing and said, "I said you are so lucky to be able to marry such a woman. Is this little guy your son?"
Luo Xiaoxing shook his head: "No."
Wang Yi asked again: "You drove the carriage in front of me. Could it be that you wanted to cut me with a sword?"
Baili Ruyan shook her head, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "How could an elegant man like my husband fight against such rude people as you two?"
"Then what do you want?" Wang Yi was a little impatient, thinking that he was still hungry.
The man roared: "Young Master wants to keep one of your hands, the hand holding the sword!"
Baili Ruyan nodded gently when he heard this, looked at the two of them and said, "Don't force us to use Qifengshan's reputation to pressure you. You'd better be smarter and do it yourself."
Wang Yi ignored this woman who looked pretty but was smart. He looked at the honest monk and asked, "Monk, do you think I look like a fool?"
The honest monk shook his head: "It's a bit like it."
Baili Ruyan sighed: "Choose one, keep your life or your back arm?"
Wang Yi was angry, looked at Luo Xiaoxing and cursed: "I said, are you mute?"
Luo Xiaode shook his head: "No."
The honest monk was also angry and roared: "If you are not mute, take out your own sword and come and chop me. How shameless are you to let a woman rush in front?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Xiaoxing's expression changed.
He didn't look at his wife or the boy beside him, but instead looked at the sword at his waist.
The honest monk's eyes lit up, he looked at Luo Xiaoxing and praised: "What a sword!"
Wang nodded and said with a smile: "If he doesn't take action, you can take action first. If you kill him, the sword will be yours. I promise not to steal it from you."
The honest monk shook his head: "I don't like men hiding behind women like this, so I'll let you do it."
With a sound of "Wang!", Luo Xiaoxing's sword was unsheathed.
A sword light like a poisonous snake struck countless vital points in an instant, each one of them.
The honest monk didn't know when the long sword at his waist had been unsheathed, and in the flash of lightning, "dang, dang, dang!" it collided with Luo Xiaoxing's long sword in the air, sending out a string of sparks.
In the flash of lightning, both of them flew backwards several steps, while Luo Xiaoxing flew back to the carriage.
But the moment he returned to the carriage, his expression suddenly changed. He looked at the boy beside him and asked, "Where's Madam?"
The boy pointed behind his finger: "Madam... ran away..."
Luo Xiaoxing was so angry that he jumped, not caring that he and Honest Monk had just exchanged sword blows. He picked up the reins at his feet, shook off his whip, and drove the carriage forward to pursue him.
While chasing, he shouted: "Madam, wait for me."
The honest monk had no intention of reaching out to stop him.
In his opinion, a woman who looked gentle, virtuous and beautiful actually ran away while her husband was fighting for his life.
When they first met, they clearly gave him and Wang Yi the impression that they were a talented man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match for each other!
He did not ask Wang Yi why this woman suddenly ran away, but shook his head and continued walking forward.
Because when he discovered that Baili Ruyan was teaching him a lesson, a carriage passed them and went ahead. Further ahead, there was a long pavilion.
He planned to go to the pavilion with Wang Yi to drink a sip of cold water and eat a piece of cake.
