Datang Fenghua Road

The nun Qingyue walked over slowly and whispered to Han Yue: "The poor monk has been familiar with Buddhist scriptures since he was a child. The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The Marquis of Jingyang feeds 30 people by himself. This is no longer building a pagoda, but benefiting the world.”

Han Yue smiled slightly, he did not answer Qingyue's words, but said leisurely: "You also worked in the muddy river bank all day, don't you feel hungry?"

While talking, he walked to the pot with a big bowl in his hand, and said to the guy: "Hurry up and get a big bowl of rice for Lord Ben Hou, I'll be stunned all day long, I'll fire you sooner or later!"

The guy smirked, took a large spoon and stirred it in the pot a few times, carefully checked a few pieces of fat, and happily poured it into Han Yue's bowl.

Han Yue frowned and pinched his nose in recognition.

In this era, we always think that fat is good, and the cook is completely kind, so he can't beat others.

Qingyue chuckled and said, "Master Hou, it seems that you don't like eating fat from your frowning face. That's a pity."

Han Yue rolled his eyes and snorted: "Even if I don't like to eat, I can at least eat it. I'm just a pity, but you are pitiful, hehe, the Buddhist taboo is meat and fishy, ​​and I am greedy to death. you."

Between talking, he used chopsticks to pick up a large piece of fat and put it in his mouth, deliberately eating it looked ugly and made a sound.

Qingyue smiled leisurely, her wonderful eyes sparkled, and suddenly she stretched out her hand and grabbed the bowl and chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Although the poor monk is a monk, he has heard a truth, there is a saying in the world that if you marry a chicken, you will marry a dog and you will marry a dog. , Lord Hou, if you eat meat, poor monks have to break the precept to eat meat."

Cherry's small mouth opened slightly, and she picked up a piece of fat and put it in her mouth. She chewed it a few times, and suddenly said quietly: "Don't blame the world for wanting to eat meat, it turns out that fat is so fragrant. Lord Hou, is there any wine..."

Is this still a booze girl?

Han Yue looked at it stupidly, suddenly slapped his mouth, and said in a low voice, "The piece of meat you ate was bitten by the Marquis just now!"

Qingyue returned the bowl and chopsticks to him, clasped her hands together and said: "The poor monk even owns this body, so why not eat a little saliva from you. Isn't Lord Hou a pervert by nature? The poor monk is going to cut meat and feed tigers. , sleep once, have fun once, everything is fine."

The Buddha's name is Youyou, and her expression is solemn. This is really amazing. She talks about men and women, but her face is solemn, but it is set off by her peerless appearance, which makes her even more attractive.

Han Yue gulped and smirked, "Girl, are you really sure that you have been a monk since you were a child, not the top player in the brothel? I can see that you are skilled, even a slutty man like me can't handle it."

Qingyue lowered her eyebrows and said, "You can say whatever you want!"

Han Yue snorted, he glanced at Qingyue, then turned to look at the old monk Zhicao who was sitting cross-legged not far away, and sneered: "You Buddhists really made a lot of money, in order to surround Ben Hou as a guardian. , the old monk broke the precept to eat meat, and you nun eat meat too. Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder the Buddhists are so well mixed, they can bend and stretch, as long as they can get benefits, what are the ascetic precepts?"

He deliberately sneered loudly, but Qingyue only smiled lightly, and the old monk Zhicao lightly proclaimed the Buddha's name in the distance, and neither of them refuted Han Yue.

But the three hundred monks did not have such self-restraint, and they all stared at Han Yue angrily. If their eyes could kill people, I am afraid that Han Yue would have died countless times earlier.

The monk glared, and there was naturally someone on Han Yue's side, Yuchi Baolin jumped out with a pair of bowls and chopsticks, "Look at your mother, come over to fight if you're not convinced. If you dare to glare at my marquis like this, your eyes are full of eyes. I'll dig it out for you to use as a stomper."

None of the military generals in the Tang Dynasty had a good temper. Yuchi Baolin's father's generation was all rough, and the next generation obviously did not have much training. It has become a tradition to scold your mother.

However, there is still applause. A group of black armored cavalrymen who are full of food are holding their arms and laughing. In the end, they continue to spray dirty words: "That's right, if you don't agree, come and fight. Since you Buddhists dare to do dirty things, Then you have to bear the consequences of being scolded. Sending a woman all the way to harm our family Marquis is not allowed to say, Grandma Ball, both want to be a bitch and want to set up an archway..."

Soldiers are not stupid, they may have no knowledge, but they know how to distinguish between good and bad.The purpose of Buddhism this time is too obvious, these soldiers have Han Yue's heart, and naturally they don't have a good eye for Buddhism.

Chapter 268 Fight?Just use Jingyang Hou to pass on his unique skills!

Some of the monks on the opposite side shouted violently, and a burly monk came forward and said loudly: "Poor monk Jueyun, please enlighten me with this general."

This is to be challenged!

The Buddhists were also angry. The Xuanjia cavalry scolded them too harshly just now. These monks are Dharma-protecting monks. They only practice martial arts but not Buddhism, so there is no way to compare their self-cultivation with Zhicao Qingyue.

Want to fight?

The Tang soldiers were never afraid of anyone.

A few mysterious cavalrymen rolled up their sleeves and were about to step forward, but Yuchi Baolin reached out and stopped them.He saw that the monk's feet were calm, and he was obviously a master who had practiced martial arts for many years, and ordinary black armored cavalry could not beat him.

Since ancient times, wars have been fought against soldiers and generals. Since Buddhism has produced masters, of course Xuanjia cavalry can also be masters.Yuchi Baolin jumped out in person, smiled at the monk, and said tauntingly: "What a man, but his name is Jue Yun, no wonder you became a monk. Come, come, this general will play with you."

He roared violently at the monk Jueyun, and said angrily: "The name of the monk, Jueyun, is not a pregnancy loss!"

"It's all the same, this general has never read a book, so I think so!" Yuchi Baolin Shi Shiran walked up to him, her eyes coldly facing the monk.

Seeing that a fight was about to start, Han Yue gently pulled Qingyue and whispered: "Aren't you persuading? This tiger general under my command is notoriously fierce, and his father is Yuchi Jingde."

Qingyue smiled lightly, and said leisurely: "The poor monk's brother is very skilled in martial arts, I have confidence in him..."

Before he could finish the word "heart", he suddenly heard Monk Yun scream out in pain, and suddenly his legs clamped his crotch, and he knelt down directly.

Seeing Yuchi Baolin Shi Shiran retracting her right foot, she said proudly: "Our Lord Hou said that in a fight, kick the egg first, and half of everything is won. Tsk tsk tsk, Master Hou is wise, this move is really powerful!"

"The Marquis is mighty, the general is mighty! In a fight, kick the egg first, and half of everything is won!" a group of black-armored cavalry shouted with admiration on their faces.

Qingyue was stunned, and it took a long time for her to react. She turned to look at Han Yue, and said in a daze: "You taught this kind of nasty tricks?"

Han Yue pretended to be coy, and hehe said: "It's all my unique skills before I became famous. In addition to fighting and kicking eggs, I also grabbed milk dragon claw hands, made eye circles, stomped my toes, smashed tails, etc. You don't have to admire so much for studying martial arts."

Qingyue looked strange, looking at the young man in front of him who was getting more and more excited, and was very suspicious that Fomen had found the wrong person this time.Where is the world-famous Marquis of Jingyang, clearly a rogue and pervert.

In the distance, the old monk Zhicao suddenly proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said meaningfully: "Every time the world starts from a small place, a little ant's nest collapses. Fighting is to overcome the enemy and win, and any moves can be used. The old monk just heard what the Marquis of Jingyang said, The milk dragon claw hand is not designed to deal with women. And the eye circle, stomping the toes and pounding the tail sounds very smooth, I think it is a set of coherent movements, although it is not a profound martial arts, but it is a magic weapon for winning street battles."

Han Yue was overjoyed, and suddenly felt a confidant in his heart, and suddenly felt that this old monk was not so annoying.

The so-called eye rim, that is the first unique skill in melee, the eye-sealing hammer. After using this trick, the enemy's eyes will definitely be sore, and then they can stomp their toes with another trick.With such a ruthless stomping, the enemy will inevitably bend over in pain, and he can smash his tail with one move.

What is pounding the tail side?According to modern medical analysis, the human coccyx is not completely degenerated. If you hit it hard with the knee, the pain will be more than piercing.

This set of movements is a unique technique commonly used by street gangsters. Han Yue was very skilled before crossing. Over the years, as his status has become higher and higher, he has not used it for a long time, and sometimes feels very nostalgic.

Unexpectedly, Zhicao, a Buddhist monk with great virtue, even understands it, how can he not feel like a confidant?

"Don't be surprised by the Marquis of Jingyang, the old monk was also a green forest figure before he became a monk. Although I have never heard of the moves you mentioned, I have used similar methods."

The few monks next to him looked at each other in dismay. They never thought that the host they had always respected had such a dark history.

Han Yue pinched his chin and thought for a while, then suddenly waved to a guard in the distance: "Bring a pot of wine, this Marquis wants to drink two glasses with Master Zhicao."

The guard hurried away, and after a while, he flew over with a bottle of wine, and looked at his cautious posture, as if he was not holding wine, but the number one treasure in the world.

Indeed baby!

Let's talk about the jug first, it's a transparent glass specially made by Han Yue. The Tang Dynasty glass is more expensive than gold, and sometimes you can't buy it with money.

Speaking of wine, it's a real baby.People in the Tang Dynasty all love wine, and there was a famous poem praised, saying: Green ants new grain wine, red mud small stove.In the evening, the sky wants to snow, can I have a drink?

What is green ant wine, in fact, is low-alcohol rice wine. Because the brewing method is not refined, there are too many impurities in the wine, so it will appear green.Han Yue's wine is different. It is a well-known high-level wine brewing method in later generations. It is not only clear as spring water, but also as sweet as nectar.

In particular, the first batch of fine wine has been brewed for four years, and has been buried deep underground. The cellared fine wine is far from comparable to the Green Ant Wine of the Tang Dynasty.

Han Yue grabbed the bottle of wine, turned around and said meaningfully to the old monk Zhicao: "Master, the meat is stewed in a big pot, and the wine is a high-quality wine, do you dare to drink it?"

"Amitabha, how kind!" Zhicao put his hands together and said calmly, "The old monk has not smelled the smell of wine for 50 years. Today, the Marquis of Jingyang entertained me with great hospitality, and even the Buddha would nod his head in agreement. The precept against meat has been broken today, and it will be broken again. What's the matter with drinking?"

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he suddenly stretched out his hand and handed over the bowl, and said to the warrior monk who had been kicked in his crotch: "Jueyun, go and ask the old monk for a bowl of rice, you want fat!"