This monk is a bit mean

Lao Liu has been running a tea stall outside the Youzhou city gate for more than ten years, and the last three days have been the easiest days for his business.

His tea stall was booked by a handsome young man in his thirties with a dignified appearance.

Early that morning, when Lao Liu was setting up his stall, he already saw Jun Housheng sitting there waiting for him.

Old Liu felt very happy. It was a good feeling to be kept by someone, especially such a handsome boss.

When Boss Jun saw Lao Liu, he smiled slightly, threw a silver ingot to Lao Liu, and then stared at the gate of Youzhou City without looking back.

Old Liu was not afraid that the ruffians from the neighborhood would come and disturb his distinguished guests.

Because after Boss Congjun showed up, dozens of martial artists followed him not far from his tea stall.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was Boss Jun’s bodyguard.

Boss Jun is Yun Feiyang, the lord of Yunzhou City. He has been watching the gate of Youzhou City for three days.

Three days ago, he came to Youzhou City and wanted to go into the city to look for his daughter Yunyan, but was stopped by Youzhou City Lord Murong Xiaoyue.

The Murong family and the Yun family are family enemies, so Murong Xiaoyue naturally would not let Yun Feiyang enter the city.

"City Lord Yun, give me three days. I, Murong Xiaoyue, will help you find the daughter. After three days, if there is no news, please ask City Lord Yun to search the city again. But during these three days, City Lord Yun cannot set foot in Youzhou!"

"If City Lord Yun insists on forcing his way in, Xiaoyue will fight City Lord Yun for another five thousand rounds!"

Back then, when Yun Feiyang and Murong Xiaoyue had not yet become city lords, they had fought on behalf of their respective families.

At that time, it was also outside the Youzhou city that the two fought for three thousand rounds. In the end, Yun Feiyang narrowly won by half a move and won the title of the first master in the Youyun land.

However, the second most skilled player, Murong Xiaoyue, was actually only half a move behind Yun Feiyang.

At the same time, so many years have passed, and if we fight again now, no one knows who will win or lose.

Yun Feiyang knew very well that the purpose of his coming here was to find his daughter, not to fight.

So he kept his promise and waited outside Youzhou City for three days.

Today is the last day of the three-day deadline.

In Youzhou City, Yunshu changed yesterday's straw hat into a tattered bamboo hat, and also carried a large backpack on his back.

From time to time, a round head popped out of the backpack, looking around curiously.

It was Yun Feiyang’s daughter, Xiao Yunyan.

In addition to yesterday's black mud, there was also a lot of chicken fat on her face today.

The little girl was sitting in the backpack with a string of candied haws in her left hand and a big chicken leg in her right hand, gnawing on them.

"Smells good!" A childish voice of praise came from behind Yunshu.

He smiled and said, "When you pass through the city gate later, you must not stick your head out again, otherwise your brother will be captured by the bad guys."

"I know. Xiaoyanzi is very obedient and will not let anyone take Bald Brother away."

Leaving the city was smooth, as the officers and soldiers only checked who came in and didn't check what was out.

Soon Yun Shu arrived at the tea stall where Yun Feiyang was.

He had already inquired before leaving the city and knew that Yun Feiyang was at Lao Liu's tea stall outside the city gate, guarding the three-day deadline.

When Yun Shu walked up to Yun Feiyang, the "martial arts masters" sitting by the tea stall stood up one after another.

Yun Feiyang waved his hand, and the "trained men" sat down again.

He smiled at Yunshu and took another look at the backpack that Yunshu had placed on the ground.

Yun Shu also nodded and smiled at Yun Feiyang, then chanted a Buddhist mantra towards the backpack: "Amitabha, come out!"

I saw the torn straw hat on the backpack was pushed open by a round head, and a little girl with black mud and red oil all over her face jumped out.

In her left hand was a string of candied haws with only one hawthorn left, and in her right hand was a chicken leg with only the bone left.

The little girl jumped out and yelled in the direction of Yun Feiyang: "Daddy!"

Then he stuck out his tongue and made a face: "Here comes the little gray stick! Lululu!"

This was the meeting ceremony that Yunshu and Xiao Yunyan had agreed on in advance.

Yun Feiyang:!!!

"Yan'er!" Yun Feiyang rushed to little Yunyan and picked her up.

"It's really my baby Yan'er! Hahaha!" Yun Feiyang was extremely happy and kept throwing little Yunyan in the air.

This made Xiao Yunyan giggle non-stop.

Finally, she gave little Yunyan a beautiful kiss on her chubby face, which was covered with black mud and red oil.

"Muwa! You made me so anxious. Fortunately you are back."

After saying that, he looked at the cloud tree beside him, picked up little Yunyan, and walked over.

"Young master, thank you for your kindness! Please accept my greeting!" As he said this, Yun Feiyang was about to pay his respects to Yun Shu.

Yun Shu quickly dodged and said, "Amitabha, City Lord, you can't do that! It's normal for a monk to do one good deed a day! No need to be so polite!"

"Doing good without expecting anything in return! Young master, you are truly a great monk!" Yun Feiyang applauded from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, okay. I'm a humble monk, just a humble monk. It's just a small favor. There's no need for you, City Lord. There's no need to do this. Hehe." Yun Shu scratched his bald head embarrassedly.

He was very useful.

It's so comfortable! So comfortable! This City Lord Yun really knows how to do it!

"What's your name, Master?"

"Bald brother!" Xiao Yunyan answered quickly.

"Hehehe, my Buddhist name is Yunshu, Amitabha." Yunshu replied with a smile.

"We are still from the same family! Don't say anything. Come with me to Yunzhou and let's get him drunk for three days and three nights!" Yun Feiyang laughed while hugging Yun Shu's shoulders.

"Amitabha, I still have some unfinished business in Youzhou. Please go ahead, City Lord Yun. When I finish my business, I will naturally go to Yunzhou."

"Also, I am a monk and cannot drink alcohol. I have urgent matters to attend to, so I will take my leave first. Amitabha." Yun Shu turned and left.

This place is too close to the Youzhou city gate, and there are too many people around. If we delay for too long and get seen, we might not even be able to get through the city gate, which would be bad.

"Yun is waiting for the holy monk at any time in Yunzhou City." Yun Feiyang said to Yun Shu's back.

"Wow! Bald brother, don't go!" Xiao Yunyan cried reluctantly.

Halfway through the walk, Yun Shu suddenly thought of something. He turned around and said to Yun Feiyang, "City Lord, the kidnapping of little Yun Yan is not as simple as it seems. There is another hidden story. I hope the City Lord will not blame my friend. When I find out the truth, I will give you an explanation!"

Yun Feiyang raised his eyebrows and said, "Since he is the friend of the holy monk, everything is easy to discuss. May I ask who is the friend the holy monk is talking about?"

"Yu Linglong!"

Hearing the words "Yu Linglong", Yun Feiyang frowned visibly and whispered to himself: "Didn't she do this?"

At this moment, Yun Feiyang suddenly remembered that Mutur had once given him a picture album.

He quickly took out the album, opened it and saw that the people in the paintings were Yun Shu and Yu Linglong.

"This is Bald Brother and Beautiful Sister!" Little Yunyan in Yun Feiyang's arms shouted.

"Oh? Yan'er knows the sister inside?"

"Yes, I know her. She was the one who brought me here." The child spoke without restraint, revealing the truth.

"Also, Bald Brother, why did you put your hands into my clothes? It's so fun, Yan'er wants to play too!" Little Yunyan shouted to Yunshu.

Yun Shu: "Oh my god... City Lord Yun, don't show this kind of painting to children."

Yun Feiyang rolled up the album, and in an instant, he understood. He smiled meaningfully at Yun Shu and said, "Okay! I believe in the holy monk!"

"Thank you, City Lord! I'll take my leave!"

Yun Shu fled away from the Yun father and daughter and strode towards the gate of Youzhou city.

"Damn it! I must find the painter!"