I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 1242 The Clever Lin Liuzhi
"Are you here to buy steamed stuffed buns too? That's good, you brought so many people here to buy steamed stuffed buns." Liu Jun looked at the elder with a smile.

The elder was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly, "Yes, here, this steamed stuffed bun is delicious, I'll take it, bring my disciples over here to taste it"

Liu Jun shook his head, "It's not a coincidence, this bun stall was just smashed by this person, by the way, is this your person?"

"It's nothing, I don't know him." Elder Da Luomen hurriedly separated the relationship.

The "elder" blue-haired gangster looked confused.

Elder Da Luomen turned his head sharply, and kicked the blue-haired bastard out, "Elder, what elder, you called me Elder? You are not my disciple of Da Luomen, so don't call me elder! In my Da Luomen's territory, you still call me elder!" How dare you bully other orphans and widows!"

"Come here a few disciples, drag me down and beat me!"

This big Luomen elder didn't give the blue-haired gangster a chance to speak at all, and directly asked the big Luomen disciple to drag the blue-haired gangster out.

"Well, you continue to stroll here, I'll take someone to look elsewhere first?" Elder Da Luomen asked cautiously.

"Aren't you going to eat a few buns before leaving?" Liu Jun drew out the Ming sword and put it beside him.

Why do these gangsters dare to be so arrogant? Isn't it because these Da Luomen people are supporting them? If Liu Jun let this elder Da Luomen go away easily, then he wouldn't be him.

"Yes, but these buns have all fallen to the ground." The elder said with some embarrassment.

"Is it too dirty? Have you ever heard of the three-hour rule?" Liu Jun said mysteriously.

The corner of the elder's mouth twitched and his face turned black. Isn't the three-hour rule of Shenteiao called the three-second rule, that is, if the food falls on the ground and is picked up within three seconds, it will not be dirty. How come there is a three-hour rule!

Pick it up in three hours, not to mention bacteria, flies are full of babies!
"You're joking, how about waiting for the stall owner to make another box of buns, and I'll buy them at a high price, do you think it's okay?" The elder discussed with Liu Jun with a bitter face.

With a sound of "shua", Liu Jun swung the sword and put it back on the table.

This action made the elder tremble, and the disciples of Da Luomen who were not far away almost turned around and ran away.

Who is this person in front of me?This is the evil star that killed the Shaolin Temple in the Western Regions, and even slapped the face of the Kunlun Sect and their Da Luomen. Their grand elders have no temper. If they want to kill them, wouldn't it be easy?
"I'm sorry, there was a fly buzzing in my ear just now, as if saying that I don't want to touch these buns, I cut them off." Liu Jun paused. "By the way, what did you just say?"

"No, I didn't say anything. I want to say that these buns should not be wasted. It is shameful to waste them." The elder hurriedly bent down to pick up a bun without wiping it, and ate it in big mouthfuls.

"Don't eat alone. Besides, if you eat all of it, you'll be stuffed to death. Greet the others," Liu Jun said with concern.

"Well, the most, Minshuode is the most" the elder said vaguely.

Then he swallowed the steamed stuffed bun and almost choked, "Ahem, what are you doing standing there, this elder has already set an example for you, do you still want to waste food?"

"Yes, Elder." A group of Da Luomen disciples were also obedient, and hurried forward to eat up all the steamed stuffed buns on the ground.

"One bun costs 100 yuan. There were dozens of buns on the ground just now. I'll round it up for you. Do you accept 1 yuan for a hundred buns?" Liu Jun asked.

"Accept and accept" the elder nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly took out 1 yuan and handed it to Liu Jun.

Liu Jun took the ten thousand and handed it to the mother and son, "Here, the buns I ate just now are here."

"I can't use it, I can't use it so much." The young woman who was protecting the child waved her hands again and again, expressing that she didn't want it.

"Take it..." Liu Jun straightened his face and frowned.

In this way, the young woman was startled immediately, and the young woman hurriedly took the 1 yuan.

Through Elder Da Luomen's actions, she also saw that this young man was a big shot. In her eyes, big shots were moody, and she didn't dare to offend him.

"Hey, is the monk meeting tomorrow? Let me confirm the date." Liu Jun asked suddenly.

The elder's face changed instantly, "You, you also want to attend the monk meeting?"

Liu Jun frowned, "Why, I'm not a monk?"

"No, no, of course you count. You are also qualified to participate." The elder smiled all over his face, and his heart was really bitter. He thought that he could show his skills in this monk meeting and get the attention of the head.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jun also participated, so what skills are there to show, life-saving is the most important thing!
"Seeing that you are nervous, don't panic, I don't eat people." Liu Jun waved his hand, turned and left.

The elder wiped off a cold sweat, and his back was soaked. Facing a demon who might kill him at any time, the pressure was too great.

This Liu Jun doesn't eat people, but Liu Jun kills people, and he takes his life accidentally.

"By the way," Liu Jun suddenly turned his head.

The elder was startled and stuttered, "You, you still, and, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing serious, I just want to tell you that the buns made at this stall are delicious, if I can't eat them next time, I have to ask you." After Liu Jun finished speaking, he turned and left again.

The elder looked at Liu Jun's back, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, this steamed stuffed bun stand will be Da Luomen's cafeteria, and no one dares to touch it."

This is not a big deal, if you can sell Liu Jun a favor, that would be great.

"Remember, this booth is guarded by Da Luomen, and no one is allowed to move! Do you understand!" After Liu Jun left, the elder immediately showed the majesty of being an elder of Da Luomen.

"Understood," all the Da Luomen disciples responded in unison.

"Then what, you sell steamed stuffed buns well, and if you need anything, you can come to Daluomen to find me. My name is Lin Liuzhi." The elder looked at the young woman at the steamed stuffed bun stall and said.

I have never encountered this scene before, let alone this kind of treatment, the young woman didn't know what to say, she just nodded her head.

That boy, when Liu Jun left, kept looking at Liu Jun's back until Liu Jun disappeared.

After everyone dispersed, the boy raised his head and looked at his mother, "Mom, is this a cultivator? He's so handsome, domineering and majestic."

The young woman patted the boy's head, "The one who helped us is not only a practitioner, but also a strong practitioner. In the cultivation world, only strength can be respected by others."

The boy clenched his fists, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, "I will definitely become like him, protect my mother, and let everyone respect me!"

"Okay, Xiaojun, you have to work hard." The young woman didn't hit the boy, but said with a smile.

And Liu Jun, who has already left, doesn't know that he has become a boy's idol.

For him, this is just a small episode in his long life.

. . .

The next morning, it was only around seven o'clock, and the largest square in Wucheng was crowded with practitioners who came to participate in the monks' meeting.

Most practitioners know the theme of this monk conference, which is to go to the dungeon.

But no one knows exactly what to do in the dungeon and how to get in.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and finally, an old man with gray hair and a smiling face appeared in a gray robe.

As soon as the old man appeared, he attracted everyone's attention. Even the leaders of the major forces in Wucheng stood up one after another to show their respect.

This old man is the casual cultivator who has been to the dungeon, no one knows his name, everyone respectfully calls this old man Xiaoyao Sanren.

Xiaoyao Sanren is a veritable casual cultivator. He does not participate in the affairs of any forces, and has no relatives or friends. He is always alone and carefree.

"I heard that a young man came to Nine recently. Is he going to participate in this meeting?" Xiaoyao Sanren asked with a smile when he first arrived.

Everyone's complexion changed suddenly, especially Chongyangzi of the Kunlun School, Da Luomen Ganmu Daoist, and Abbot Kuqing of Shaolin in the Western Regions, these three had the most ugly expressions.

Everyone knew that on the day Liu Jun came, the three of them suffered a great loss, and even made them lose face.

Xiaoyao Sanren's words can easily make people feel that he is adding salt to the wound.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Xiaoyao Sanren laughed, "Don't get me wrong, I don't know that young man from the Ninth Division. The reason why I said that today is because I think that young man will come here to participate."

"Senior Xiaoyao, with all due respect, even if that Qiangzi comes to participate, you don't give him the qualification to participate. He is a moody demon. If he participates, this is the monks' meeting, and there may be more casualties than expected." Chongyang The son was the first to raise an objection.

"That's right, this kid's temperament is uncertain. If he is allowed to participate, there may be changes," Daoist Ganmu echoed.

"Hmph, according to the old monk's thinking, we should join forces to get rid of such a monster," Abbot Kuqing said with a cold snort.

(End of this chapter)