"These...are all your friends, Brother Qiu?"
The corners of the prison guards' eyes twitched, and they always felt that this group of people was not easy to mess with.
Especially the monk wearing cassock.
Other monks wear cassocks in a serious manner, for fear that others will not know that he is an enlightened monk.
This one was better, half-dressed and half exposed, exposing the thick hair on his chest. His muscles were like copper poured into iron, and his pectoralis major muscles trembled when he spoke.
This clearly shows that he is a warrior monk. If Tang Sanzang, who was studying for Buddhist scriptures in the West, had his style of painting, Sun Wukong would probably be punched in the shit by him.
The Taoist priest was also strange. The Taoist robe he wore was in tatters. He looked slovenly, a bit like Jigong. He also had an old-fashioned khaki dog beside him. The most important thing was that the Taoist priest and the monk looked alike. They are good friends. They squat on the side of the road to smoke together and whistle to the girls passing by.
A complete gangster! ! !
There was also the blind man carrying the guqin. His guqin had very few strings broken. Even if he was performing on the street, he probably wouldn't be able to play anything.
However, compared with the Taoist monk, this blind man seemed much normal. At least this guy just stood quietly and did not squat on the roadside smoking.
Suddenly, the blind man kicked the monk.
Before the monk could react, the blind man sat on his back.
"Fuck!" The monk breathed out the fragrance.
It was as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and he was pinned down by the blind man.
The muscles all over his body bulged, and he struggled to maintain his squatting position. There were faint cracks on the stone road under his feet!
The Taoist priest laughed loudly at the side: "Miaoji Bald Donkey, how does Blind Zou's butt taste?"
But he saw Blind Man Zou put the guqin on his lap, then pulled a few hairs from his head and tied them to the qin to become strings.
The old hand stroked the strings, producing a tune that seemed to come from thousands of years ago.
The rest of the people, who were originally in a mess, suddenly became quiet when they heard the sound of the piano.
Everyone looked at Yan Qiu.
"Life without seeing each other is just like participating in business. Today and tomorrow, we share the light of this lamp and candle."
Blind man Zou opened his mouth and started singing along with the sound of the piano.
"How long can a young man last? His hair and temples are already gray. Visiting the old is half a ghost, and exclaiming is hot in the intestines."
The voice was gentle and sad, lamenting that time passes easily and old friends are hard to meet again after separation.
The rest of the people couldn't help but sing along with the melodious melody of Zou Xiazi's piano.
"I don't know that after twenty years, I went to the gentleman's hall again. In the past, I was not married, but my children suddenly came together.
Yiran respected his father and asked me where I came from. The questions and answers are not over yet, so I drive my children to drink wine.
The night rain cuts off the spring leeks, and the new cooking room turns yellow. The Lord said that it was difficult to meet, and it would take ten cups in one fell swoop.
Even after drinking ten glasses of wine, I am not drunk, and my feelings are deliberately long. Tomorrow, across the mountains, the world will be confused. "
When the song reached the point of deep love, two lines of tears actually flowed out from under Zou's sunglasses.
The Taoist couldn't help but lower his head and rubbed his red eyes.
Only the monk was struggling to support Zou Xiazi's buttocks.
After singing the song, Yan Qiu thought that the atmosphere had been set, and was about to step forward to say hello to all the good brothers and sisters.
But he didn't expect that Blind Zou hadn't finished yet. The tune changed and he started singing again:
"I was a guest in Jianghan, and I returned drunk every time we met. After the clouds parted, the water flowed for ten years.
The laughter and love are as old as before, and the hair on the temples has become stained. Why don't you go back? There are autumn mountains on the Huai River. "
This should be almost done, right?
Yan Qiu bid farewell to the prison guards, walked toward the crowd, and came to Blind Man Zou.
Just as he smiled and opened his arms, Blind Zou suddenly started singing again:
"Old friends are separated by rivers and seas, and separated by mountains and rivers several times. When we first see each other, we have doubts and dreams, and we mourn each other and ask about the year.
The lonely lamp shines in the cold rain, and the wet bamboos are dark with smoke. There is even more hatred in the Ming Dynasty, and we cherish the passing of the cup together. "
Yan Qiu's smile froze on his face: "That..."
Blind Man Zou: "Wish the wine to the east wind..."
"enough!"
Yan Chou interrupted: "Blind Zou, I'm out!"
Blind Zou was stunned, adjusted his sunglasses, and asked the Taoist priest beside him a little embarrassedly: "I can't fucking see, and the dog Taoist didn't even remind me."
The dog Taoist priest laughed so hard beside him that his mouth twisted.
I dare say that blind man Zou is still singing non-stop because he cannot see and doesn't know that Yan Qiu has come out.
The Miaoji warrior monk under his butt said angrily: "Damn it, Yan Qiu has already come out, why don't you move your butt away?"
Blind Zou stood up slowly.
Monk Miaoji was so angry that he just got up and rounded up his fists to beat Blind Zou.
As a result, Blind Man Zou hid directly behind the dog Taoist priest and shouted: "Yao Shou! The monks from the Shaolin Temple beat the disabled in the street!!"
Everyone was stunned for a while.
Is this still the legendary Zou Gui, the ghost who kills without blinking an eye?
Isn't that a bit shameless and shameless?
Monk Miaoji managed to hold back his anger and did not beat Blind Man Zou in the street, but he said harsh words:
"Wear an extra pair of pants to bed at night, otherwise you'll wake up tomorrow morning and find your asshole is filled with assholes."
Yan Qiu looked at these three living treasures helplessly.
I haven’t seen them for more than ten years, but these guys are still as good as before, and are even better.
A middle-aged lady wearing gorgeous clothes, a British noble hat, and white gloves actually made a standard fist-holding gesture towards Yan Qiu, and said in a strong voice:
"Congratulations to my brother for being released from prison!"
"Congratulations to Brother Yan for being released from prison!" The others also shouted happily.
Yan Qiu glanced at everyone with a faint smile on his face:
"Brothers and sisters, I have made it easy for you to wait for the past ten years. I can't help but be happy to see you again today, but I still have one thing to deal with right now."
The dog Taoist priest asked curiously: "What can be more important than taking a bath? I made a reservation three months ago. We brothers will take a dragon and tiger bath first and find a girl to massage..."
Monk Miaoji clasped his hands together and said seriously: "Amitabha, what the dog Taoist said makes sense."
Blind Zou asked: "Are there any discounts for people with disabilities?"
The middle-aged lady rolled her eyes at the three of them.
Yan Qiu smiled: "Today is my son's happy day."
"Nani???" The dog Taoist was shocked.
Everyone was surprised: "Brother Yan, you don't regard us as brothers. You didn't notify us in advance about such a big event as your nephew's wedding!"
"Yeah, at least we're going to prepare some red envelopes and gifts. Otherwise, how embarrassing would it be for us to be elders?"
"Speaking of which, we haven't seen Shouyi for a long time. Brother Yan asked us not to harass him. But after more than ten years of separation, he probably doesn't even remember us uncles and aunts, right?"
Everyone was surprised, but also a little emotional, just like the line that Zou Xiazi sang just now, "I left you before you were married, and your children suddenly came together."
Yan Qiu waved his hand to signal everyone to quiet down, and then slowly said:
"I'm ashamed to say that this matter is a bit complicated. My useless son's wife was abducted by someone. The wedding is going to be held today. However, my son will definitely come to snatch the bride. When the time comes, he will snatch his wife back, and he will do it right there. We’re getting married, so I said today is that brat’s wedding day.”
The Dog Taoist couldn't help shouting: "It's unreasonable that there are blind things that dare to snatch our nephew's wife? Today I really had an operation on my ass - my eyes were opened!"
Monk Miaoji sneered: "These people are really beating up tigers with their bare butts - shameless even if they don't care about their lives!"
Blind Man Zou said with a smile: "Then can we still bear it? Come on, let's go together to help Shouyi steal the bride, and wipe our butts with gauze on the territory of those bastards - show them your hand!"
The beautiful lady on the side said helplessly: "Where did you guys learn such vulgar remarks?"
The three of them laughed heartily. Their words were rude or not. Their nephew was bullied, and of course they, the elders, had to help.
Others mean the same thing.
After so many years, the friendship between the brothers remains unchanged. Yan Qiu sees it in his eyes and feels warm in his heart.
He said: "Then let's set off to Feifeng Mountain now. When the matter is resolved, I will have a good drink with everyone!"
"good!"
Everyone was excited for a while, as if they were about to summon flying swords and fly to Feifeng Mountain in the next second.
Then the dog Taoist priest took out a steel drill and said, "How many buses should I take to Feifeng Mountain?"
Everyone: "..."
The beautiful lady sighed and said, "I called my motorcade to come and pick everyone up."
The dog Taoist put the steel drill back into his pocket angrily.
