I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Chapter 706 Sun Mangong (Thanks for the reward!)

"Peizhi, do you want to eat this meal?"

The man who was always pointed at by a wooden sword couldn't help but look at the blood Guanyin who made countless snakes run away, complaining.

Whoever came to dinner as a guest but was confronted with a sword, I am afraid that he would not be in a good mood.

"Liuli, put down the handle of the sword."

As the host, Lan Peizhi finally spoke.

"Shh."

Duanmu Liuli really listened to this senior sister's words, sheathed her sword and did it in one go, pleasing to the eye.

With this move alone, I'm afraid it's seven or eight blocks away from those martial arts masters on the market.

The middle-aged man smiled, "No wonder you are so confident. It turns out that Liuli is here. It's not fair, it's not fair."

"I don't need her to fight against you."

The middle-aged man, who was by no means an ordinary generation, smiled, broad-minded, he didn't care about Lan Peizhi's belittling, and he didn't argue, his eyes moved to Jiang Chen.

"Who is this……"

"Jiang Chen."

The silent Jiang Chen quickly spoke.

"Oh."

Hearing this name, the middle-aged man immediately looked him up and down seriously.

"I heard of you."

Jiang Chen was neither arrogant nor impetuous, and politely smiled back.

"Sit down and eat."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to regard himself as an outsider at all, he greeted Jiang Chen and the two while sitting down.

Jiang Chen glanced at Lan Peizhi, and sat down silently.

There are four seats next to the Eight Immortals table, so they should have been prepared.

Duanmu Liuli took the last seat and placed the wooden sword by the table.

A wooden sword can be used with such demeanor, if it is replaced by a real weapon, what kind of power will it be?
It is desirable to think about it.

"Is the old Taoist alright?"

The middle-aged man asked Duanmu Liuli warmly, as if the conflict just now was just passing away.

The young nun naturally didn't respond.

Jiang Chen discovered that this Taoist nun... the younger sister should be a little socially fearful and not very talkative.

To describe it as a younger sister is probably correct. Although he doesn't know the exact age, according to logical thinking, it is probably not as old as him.

And the collagen on the face can't be fake.

Unlike him, Mingming is young, but no one seems to regard him as a young man who has just left society.

The middle-aged man who was ignored was not embarrassed, he smiled to save himself, but Duanmu Liuli ignored him, so he naturally shifted his gaze to Jiang Chen's face.

"Drink?"

Duanmu Liuli grew up in the mountains, so she doesn't understand the world, so it's understandable, but Comrade Jiang Chen has received modern higher education, and is also an excellent pacesetter in the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor. Of course, it is impossible to be rude, and quickly nodded .

"But I don't drink very well."

"It doesn't matter if you don't drink well, the most important thing is courage. The wine table is the same as fighting, and it is about a momentum."

The middle-aged man, whose name is still unknown, picked up the porcelain wine jug on the table, "Peizhi's wine is not something you can drink normally, it's a rare opportunity."

He poured two glasses, and handed one to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen stood up and took it with both hands, his manner impeccable.

No matter what the other party's status is, the tone of his conversation with Lan Peizhi is enough to prove that he is a senior.

"Go one."

A middle-aged man raises his glass.

Lampey turned a blind eye.

Jiang Chen could only raise his glass and touch it in vain.

The wine was spicy, better than all the spirits he had drunk before, and almost choked him to cough.

The middle-aged man didn't notice Jiang Chen's strangeness, he must be a good drinker, he drank a glass, but there was no reaction.

He put down the empty blue-and-white porcelain wine glass, and said slowly: "Peizhi, you are still being soft-handed. I have already said that Genglong's tricks are not righteous. If you got rid of him earlier, you wouldn't have caused the current situation." .”

As the protagonist who single-handedly pushed Genglong to death, Jiang Chen rationally did not say a word.

"What's the situation now?"

Lampe's expression was flat.

"I know it's because Geng Long used to be with you. You miss your old relationship and don't want to be seen as too cruel, but there are some things that need to be broken."

The middle-aged man said calmly: "If you get rid of him earlier, at least your relationship with Song Chaoge won't deteriorate."

Lampei's face remained calm: "Is it important?"

"Isn't it important?"

The middle-aged man asked back, and then said softly: "I know you don't care, but one more friend is better than one more opponent."

"The main responsibility for Genglong's death lies with me."

Jiang Chen spoke at the right time, knowing that he should stop pretending to be deaf and dumb.

The middle-aged man's tone paused, and his eyes moved to him, as if not surprised at all, and said with a thought-provoking smile: "Money is not everything."

Jiang Chen was silent.

Obviously.

The other party should not only have heard of his name.

But he knew nothing about the other party.

"Have you seen Song Chaoge?"

Lampe's question.

The middle-aged man nodded, and picked up the flagon to pour wine while talking, "Well, I have seen it, and I have said what I should say, but you also know his character, he has a good brain and city, the only shortcoming is It’s just that you don’t have a big heart.”

In the whole of China, there should not be many people who can comment on Song Chaoge with such confidence.

Jiang Chen listened quietly, picked up the chopsticks, only to find that the Taoist sister next to him had already started eating as if it had nothing to do with him.

Apart from not being talkative, Jiang Chen seemed to have discovered another characteristic of her.

foodie.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to meddle in your own business."

"Your business is not my business."

The middle-aged man was categorical, "If he really hates you, at worst, I'll take him out and beat him up, and then you and I will go back to Gumeng."

The abacus in his stomach was so strong that Jiang Chen heard it.

"He doesn't have the weight yet."

The corners of Lan Pei's lips moved, and the color was scarlet.

Jiang Chen silently praised his arrogance.

The origin of this uncle is still unknown, but the ghost in his heart can be clearly seen.

Want to abduct Lampeizhi?
What will he do?
The middle-aged man opened his mouth, probably because he wanted to continue to "be patient and persuasive", but perhaps because he considered that there were still two juniors present, he still insisted on his own identity after all, and sighed softly: "Okay, just pretend that I didn't say anything, if necessary Let me know where you can help."

"I accept it kindly, but I can't afford it."

Lampe's words are puns.

The middle-aged man drank the wine in his glass wildly, "No one in the world knows what is unfeeling, I will always stand by your side."

Jiang Chen, who was watching silently, suddenly felt that money really didn't matter.

The seemingly casual remarks of the other party are far more shocking than throwing a stack of house deeds or blank checks.

He didn't eat food, and didn't even move his chopsticks. After chatting for a while, the middle-aged man got up and left.

Lan Peizhi didn't send it off, and he didn't even arrange for someone to send it off, so he really didn't see it at all.

Also.

Through the dialogue between the two, it is enough to see that the relationship between the two parties is extraordinary.

"This uncle is..."

After the middle-aged man left, Jiang Chen asked reasonably.

Lampe's eyes shifted.

"Uncle?"

Jiang Chen looked serious.

The corners of Lampe's thin mouth rose slightly.

"If you called him that just now, you'd get a good beating."

Jiang Chen coughed lightly, and said naturally: "With you and Daoist Duanmu here, it shouldn't be possible."

Lan Pei's arc widened, and he said unkindly: "If he does something to you, do you think I will help you?"

The thick-skinned Jiang Chen told him to turn his head to look at the young Taoist nun who was focused on filling his stomach.

"Daoist Duanmu will definitely not turn a blind eye."

Lan Peizhi, who seemed to have a much richer expression towards him, seemed to be smiling but not a smile, and glanced at the little junior sister who had come all the way to look for him, "You guys know each other very well?"

Are you unfamiliar?

On the way from Donghai to Kyoto, the two of them "depended on each other" for more than two hours.

of course.

No matter how "generous" Jiang Chen was, he couldn't openly say such words.

"Daoist Duanmu and I should be more familiar than him."

He changed the angle, and this argument is very interesting and pertinent.

Lan Peizhi looked at Duanmu Liuli, "Liuli, do you know him?"

The children in the mountains are really hard.

Only the young Taoist nun who couldn't live up to the delicious food stopped her chopsticks, glanced at Jiang Chen from the side of her head, and nodded slightly under the latter's expectant gaze.

"I know, Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen felt relieved when his heart settled down.

"Then what about that person just now?"

Lan Peizhi continued to ask.

The young Taoist nun, who had been isolated from the world for the first half of her life, did not think too much, her red lips parted lightly.

"Gu Meng, Sun Mangong."

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered,

Gumon.

Sun Mangong.

A few simple words, but it seems that there is a wild domineering, blowing towards the face.

Not everyone is qualified to put such a prefix before their name.

"do you know?"

Lan Peizhi looked at Jiang Chen again.

"do not know."

Jiang Chen naturally shook his head.

Although the name was domineering, it was indeed the first time he had heard of it.

Lampe's silence.

"Many years ago, foreign forces entered the country and committed crimes. They absconded to Gumeng and wanted to smuggle out of the country. It was Sun Mangong who took them all down alone."

It was Duanmu Liuli who spoke.

Jiang Chen's kindness of "escorting" all the way was rewarded.

This world is far from being as harmonious and stable as it appears on the surface, Jiang Chen has long been deeply aware of this, but the deeds that Duanmu Liuli narrated still made him shake his head.

It's impossible to be personally on the scene, but just a simple narration is enough to make people's hearts agitate.

"Is this what your master told you?"

Lampe's question.

your master.

It should be referring to the old Taoist priest on the mountain, the old fairy in the mouth of Wang Heting, who is sure to hang up the general star in the future if there is no accident.

But that is Duanmu Liuli's master, isn't he also her master?

The young nun nodded.

Also.

She has never set foot in the world of mortals, and there seems to be no other way to understand the world except the old man who lives in seclusion in the mountains.

"What else did he tell you?"

The young nun didn't answer this time.

But Jiang Chen can already imagine that under the seat of the god statue, an old man with a sense of demeanor is holding a dust whisk, counting the current romantic figures to the apprentice sitting on the futon, and perhaps drinking when his mouth is dry when he talks about it. A sip of pine flower wine and spring water tea.

The modern version of the hero of cooking wine?
The junior sister was silent, and Lan Peizhi did not use the authority of the senior sister to question her.

As a bystander, Jiang Chen could clearly feel that, as an apprentice, she didn't have much respect for the old Taoist priest on the mountain, but for this little junior sister, Lan Peizhi still loved him,
Even the word pity is very inconsistent with her blood Guanyin.

"Now that you are down the mountain, you have to adapt to the world below the mountain, and don't worry about everything on the mountain."

Lan Peizhi noticed the Taoist robe on her body, "Why didn't you change her clothes?"

Jiang Chen had a hard time speaking.

He wanted to, but he still needed people's consent.

Little did he know that because of Duanmu Liuli's attire, he had received many strange looks from Donghai to Kyoto in the past two days.

of course.

Jiang Chen is not a person who shirks responsibility, even if he was misunderstood, he didn't explain it, he just said: "Because he was in a hurry, when Colonel Wang handed him over to me, it was already night and there was no time."

"You need to change this Taoist robe."

Lanpei's opposite Duanmu Liuli Road.

"I feel very good."

Duanmu Liuli said in a soft voice, it was a rare disobedience to her senior sister.

"You are going down the mountain to practice, not going down the mountain to be a panda."

When the words fell to the ground, Jiang Chen, caught off guard, couldn't help laughing.

From Lampe's point of view.

He quickly fell silent, with a blank expression on his face.

panda.

Duanmu Liuli should know.

After all, there is one on the mountain, Jiang Chen has seen it before.

Duanmu Liuli finally looked down at the navy blue Taoist robe on her body, which was so simple that it was incompatible with the society at the foot of the mountain, and a gleam of hesitation appeared in her clear and pure eyes.

"You can change your clothes for her."

Jiang Chen suggested friendlyly, since the two went out of the same school anyway, at least their dressing styles are relatively similar.

But he forgot that similar styles do not mean similar sizes.

"Do you think she can wear my clothes?"

Lan Pei's words left Jiang Chen speechless.

Although one is a senior sister and the other is a junior sister, Duanmu Liuli is taller and plumper than Lan Peizhi in terms of body.

of course.

Far from fat, with her outstanding height, this body is very well-proportioned.

Although the food on the mountain is simple, if you can eat it, you can't lose weight after all.

"You will take her to buy some clothes later."

With a single slap from Lan Peizhi's mouth, he pushed the responsibility that originally belonged to Jiang Chen to Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was stunned.

Everyone has been brought here safely from the East China Sea, so why should he lead them?

Is it her junior sister or her own junior sister?

Furthermore.

It's just to buy a few clothes, can't you send someone casually?Is it necessary for him to do it?

Although it is not as famous as "Gu Meng Sun Man Gong", at least Jiang Chen thinks that he is not doing these trivial jobs now.

So after being stunned for a while, he quickly said, "I might have to go to the hospital."

"You're not a doctor, so what's the point of spending time in a hospital?"

Lampe's words blocked him.

Jiang Chen's lips moved, and immediately thought of the information Cao Jinse revealed.

It was the other party who gave Ai Qian the hope of survival.

"……Row."

Jiang Chen pursed his lips and nodded.

"Put down the sword."

After eating, Jiang Chen planned to take the Taoist sister out shopping.

At Lan Peizhi's request, Duanmu Liuli finally put down the wooden sword that never left her body.

The security inspection in Kyoto is stricter than that in Donghai, and Lan Peizhi is considerate, which saves him a lot of trouble.

"Let's go."

Jiang Chen led Duanmu Liuli out of the main hall.

Lan Peizhi sat in the hall, watching the two people gradually go away, his eyes flickered slightly, and the luster was inexplicable.

(End of this chapter)