Monk Yikong said cheerfully, hurry up and give the sword to them so that we can learn the skill of spreading pancakes, otherwise we will fail.
Heifeng Laoni understood the idea immediately and gave the sword to the pancake stall owner with a pleasant look.
The two wicked old men with sly eyebrows looked at the shining sword and were so happy that they couldn't help but smile, as if they really recognized the treasure.
"Two old men, let's get started."
Okay, okay, four people started making pancakes.
The two of them studied very seriously and quickly learned the making process. The pancake stall owner even praised them for being smart!
The more they praised, the closer they were to death. Just before dark, Monk Yiku and Heifeng Laoni thoroughly learned the pancake making technique and figured out the purchasing channels.
They called the pancake stall owner into the house to drink tea and chat.
"You two, get ready to hit the road. You still have company and you are not alone. I will make some pancakes for you two to burn."
When the two stall owners saw the expressionless faces of the two guys in front of them, they became increasingly fierce, picked up their kitchen knives and ran away.
Before he could even run to the door, two screams went up to the west.
Monk Yikong and Black Wind Lao Nibai found a place to stay in a courtyard and had the skills to eat. They drank happily until late at night.
The next day, they slept until noon, got up, had some food, and pushed the pancake cart out of the stall.
Not to mention that the skill of two people making pancakes is quite good and there are many people eating them.
They wore the stall owner's old clothes to hide their appearance.
They were happy to see Baihuahuayinzi.
Feng Ziyue searched for clues from Leng Han and Kuang Motian on the street and came to the alley not far from the pancake stall.
I wandered over to the stall when I was a little hungry, and the stall owner ordered me a pancake.
Heifeng Laoni sighed and spread the pancakes.
Monk Yikong raised his head and said, pay first.
When he saw it was Feng Ziyue, he was stunned.
When Feng Ziyue saw it was Monk Yikong and Heifeng Laoni, both sides backed away.
The three of them drew their weapons and stared at each other for two seconds before turning around and running into the courtyard.
Feng Ziyue followed closely behind him into the hospital.
"You two, come out and let's talk about possible cooperation."
After discussing with Heifeng Laoni, Monk Yikong bit the bullet and opened the door and came to the courtyard.
"Hey, isn't this the handsome Feng Ziyue who is still alive? Why are you here? Have you defected to the Yellow Wolf?"
Heifeng Laoni held the sword tightly and seduced him with charming eyes as he spoke.
Monk Yikong was so angry when he saw her bitch look that he raised his shovel and wanted to kill him.
Feng Ziyue didn't take the Xuankun needle, so she naturally sat on the millstone at the entrance of the courtyard.
We haven't seen each other for a long time. We meet again. You two seem to be fatter and fatter. You seem to be living a good life. Have you already created a little monk?
When the little monk was born, he had to call me uncle.
"Hmph, Feng Ziyue is famous for your bad talk. Neither of us is a fuel saver. Let's come over if you can."
Monk Yikong and Heifeng Laoni opened their stances and prepared to attack.
"You two, please be patient and calm down. Don't keep fighting and killing people. It's boring. I guess you two didn't come to Xishan Sect just to do business and sell pancakes."
"I tell you two clearly that Yellow Wolf and I are enemies and sworn enemies. If you two are also people who fight against Yellow Wolf, we were enemies in the past and are now partners and perfect partners."
Monk Yikong looked at Heifeng Laoni.
Heifeng Laoni put away his sword and took two steps closer and said, "Oh, Feng Ziyue's eyes widened to see if we were wearing pancake-making costumes?"
"Yes, I saw it."
To tell you the truth, our costumes were exclusively made by the Yellow Wolf leader for the plainclothes team.
For the sake of our acquaintance, you tie yourself up, and then let Monk Yikong carry you to the leader Huang to receive the reward.
Monk Yikong was very angry when he heard that he was asked to carry Feng Ziyue.
Feng Ziyue listened carefully and smiled.
Heifeng Laoni continued, "Don't be proud of Feng Ziyue. This is the helmsman of the Xishan Sect. We are the plainclothes guards of the Xishan Sect. Let's surrender."
"Okay, okay, listen to you two and go get the rope. I will tie myself up and let Monk Yikong carry it to collect the reward."
Monk Yikong looked at Heifeng Laoni.
They were both surprised and overwhelmed by Feng Ziyue's behavior!
Monk Yikong hesitated and opened his belt and threw it to him. Feng Ziyue calmly picked up the belt and tied it carefully, feeling very proud of it.
Heifeng Laoni and Monk Yikong looked at each other and frowned.
"Oh, this is definitely not the real Feng Ziyue but a fake one!"
Monk Yikong nodded, it's possible.
In my opinion, it is highly unlikely that he has become insane after being kicked by a donkey.
This guy looks so upset that he will seize the opportunity to smash his head into pieces.
"Hey, you two, stop talking about it and hurry up and carry me to collect the reward."
When they looked sideways, they saw that Feng Ziyue was already standing on the wall and stretching her muscles.
Heifeng Laoni was lewd and flirtatious, come on down, we'll set off right away.
"Don't bother, you two, carry me to collect the reward. I'm going to shout now that I'm here to assassinate Yellow Wolf. Soon there will be hundreds of guards surrounding me. After a while, I will tie myself up so that everyone will think It was you two who caught me, and the yellow wolf will definitely reward you both."
Monk Yikong and Heifeng Laoni said in a panic, don't shout, don't shout, don't shout, please come down quickly.
They knew the escort was coming and it would be bad luck if they couldn't run away!
Feng Ziyue deliberately whispered to the surroundings, "Come quickly, I am an assassin."
Heifeng Laoni was frightened when he thought of the Yellow Wolf's vicious look, and quickly ran to the base of the wall to beg him to come down first.
"Master Feng, please don't call me "O". We are not Huang Lang's subordinates, but we are here to do things. We are friends and the best friends."
Feng Ziyue looked at them and shook the monk's belt and said happily, "I'll go down to discuss cooperation with you, but you must agree to my request."
"We agreed to whatever we asked for, they came forward happily and said."
He threw the belt of his trousers on the ground and let Black Wind Old Ni beat the monk until all the blood was stained on his body.
Monk Yikong cursed him in his heart as a piece of shit.
Heifeng Laoni picked up the waistband of his pants and slapped her hard!
The empty monk ran around the yard.
Feng Ziyue gloated over his misfortune and sat on the millstone eating melon seeds.
The three of them went into the house to make tea and water and discuss cooperation matters as a family.
Of course, they all have their own secrets.
Monk Yikong and Heifeng Laoni wanted to eat Feng Ziyue!
It's a pity that they can't do anything because they are angry.
Feng Ziyue inquired and learned that their real purpose was to save Leng Han. It was great that with their capable help in saving Leng Han, Gao Bei and Lonely Feixue still had hope.
"Both of you, I also came here to save Leng Han, Gaobei, Lonely Feixue, but I have searched for many days and found no whereabouts. Do you two have any clues?"
All three shook their heads.
Heifeng Laoni came up with the idea to arrest the great protector of the Xishan sect and interrogate where Leng Han was being held, but Feng Ziyue refused flatly. Doing so might not save Leng Han and the others, and the Yellow Wolf would kill him and silence him.
The only way at hand was to conduct a secret search and find out. Without further ado, the three of them split up to look for clues. The meeting place was the old house of the pancake stall.
Huang Lang secretly met with Deadpool at night to report on his work.
