This monk is a bit mean

At the Youzhou city gate, there is no need for inspection when entering the city normally. It seems that something big has happened in the past few days, or something big is about to happen.

The guards at the city gate began to conduct detailed checks on people entering the city.

When Yunshu just left the city, no one asked him any questions, but when he came back into the city, he was questioned.

"Where are you from? What's your name? What are you doing in Youzhou city?" The guard at the city gate stopped Yun Shu and asked arrogantly.

Yunshu pretended to be honest and replied, "The tree cutter in the west of the city is called Bald Qiang. After he finished cutting the trees, he went into the city to find other work to do."

"Well, give me your hat..."

The guard was about to say "Take off your hat for me", but he swallowed the other half of the words before he could even utter the word.

Because he had an extra ingot of silver in his hand.

“…Put it on!”

"Yes! General!" Yunshu adjusted his hat and left quickly.

The guard put down the album in his hand and questioned the next shirtless man, "Take off your pants for me. You look like a spy. Take them off now!"

The big man said unwillingly: "He didn't even take off his hat, why would he take off his pants in front of me?"

The guard said, "I told you to take it off, so take it off. Stop talking nonsense!"

Yun Shu walked while shaking his head and sighed, "With money you can travel all over the world, without money you can't even take a single step."

Returning to the dilapidated temple where he met Xiao Yunyan, Yunshu was not in a hurry to leave. He calmed down and thought about it. He always felt that there was something hidden in the events of the past few days.

Yunshu was very unhappy. He had just gone out to gain experience when he was tricked by Yu Linglong, the sixth brother. Yunshu also had a vague feeling that there was a bigger conspiracy hidden behind this, but he had no idea.

Can't stand it, absolutely can't stand it!

"No matter what conspiracy you have, I will ruin it!"

Yunshu had a big plan in mind.

At night, Yunshu changed back into his previous monk's attire and swaggered to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

"Amitabha, please inform this donor that the monk the city lord has been looking for wants to see him." At the gate of the city lord's mansion, Yun Shu clasped his hands together and said to a soldier guarding the gate.

"Wait!"

Soon, the soldier who reported came out, followed by seven or eight soldiers dressed like him. They surrounded Yun Shu secretly, fearing that he would run away.

The soldier who reported said, "Follow me!"

Yunshu smiled slightly and followed in with a swagger.

In the hall, Yunshu met the Lord of Youzhou, Murong Xiaoyue.

Murong Xiaoyue was wearing a black soft armor that wrapped her figure exquisitely, but her face was covered with a layer of black gauze, revealing only a pair of beautiful and somewhat cold eyes.

"Black stockings are meant to be worn on the legs. I've never seen anyone cover their face with them." Yun Shu complained in his heart.

Then he put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am Yunshu, the humble monk, nice to meet City Lord Murong! I heard that the City Lord was sending portraits to the whole city looking for me, so I came here to fall into his trap."

After saying that, Yunshu sat down in a seat on the left side of the hall. He picked up a cup of tea on the table beside him and started drinking it without any hesitation.

"Are you the bald guy that Yu Linglong is dating?" Murong Xiaoyue said quickly.

"Puff!" Yun Shu spat out the tea he had just drunk.

"I'm not! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!" Yun Shu denied it three times in a row.

Then he said: "Also, we are just ordinary friends, not lovers. Last but not least, don't call me bald, it's too ugly!"

"Can ordinary friends just reach out there?"

"Damn it! Sooner or later I will find that painter and give him a good beating!" Yun Shu cursed in his heart.

"I don't want to waste time talking to you. I have something important to talk to you about!" Yun Shu stood up and said seriously.

Murong Xiaoyue raised her head slightly with pride and said nothing, which was considered as her response to Yunshu.

"I know where City Lord Yun's daughter is hiding. If you want to know where she is, just follow me." After Yun Shu finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

Murong Xiaoyue lowered her eyes to look at the bald figure's back, then followed him.

When she passed by the guards in the hall, she was about to give an order when she heard Yun Shu's voice again: "I only allow you to come with me. Are you, the second best master in Youyun, afraid of a little bald guy like me?"

Murong Xiaoyue snorted, waved her hand, dismissed the guards behind her, and followed Yunshu.

The two of them arrived at the ruined temple. Murong Xiaoyue looked around and didn't see anyone else, so she asked, "Where's the little girl?"

"I sent her away."

"What? Who did you give it to?" Murong Xiaoyue was extremely angry. She stared at Yun Shu with wide eyes, her right hand tightly grasping the hilt of the sword at her waist.

This bald guy is actually lying!

"Outside Youzhou City, the little girl's father, Yun Feiyang." Yun Shu spread his hands and looked like a rogue.

"you wanna die!"

"Swish!" The long sword in Murong Xiaoyue's hand suddenly came out of its sheath and pointed at the tip of Yunshu's nose.

"Yeah, you're right. Come on, come and beat me!" Yun Shu put on his most familiar posture of asking for a beating.

At the same time, there was an extra black iron rod in his hand than before.

With the experience of fighting Ma Dabiao last time, Yun Shu did not dare to be careless at all when facing the second best master of Youyun.

He would not allow this expert to stab his body directly with the sword.

Play with her with a big stick first.

"Ping-ling, bang-clang, ding-ling, bang-clang!" It was dark in the dilapidated temple, and a man and a woman were fighting fiercely inside.

Half an hour passed and the two stopped.

Yunshu was leaning on an iron rod, standing lazily opposite Murong Xiaoyue, looking so relaxed, as if nothing had happened.

He also did not forget to tease and provoke Murong Xiaoyue on the other side: "How about it? Let's change positions and try again?"

"Go to hell!" Murong Xiaoyue shouted and attacked again.

Another half hour passed, and Yunshu was still leaning on the iron bar, standing in front of Murong Xiaoyue and picking his nose in a shameless manner.

Murong Xiaoyue was already sweating profusely at this time. She supported herself on the ground with her sword and breathed heavily.

She was extremely amazed. The monk in front of her seemed ordinary, but his martial arts were extremely strange. Every time the sword attacked the monk, there would always be a strong rebound force.

What's even more terrible is that this monk has also practiced hard-core kung fu such as iron shirt, so the sword can't hurt him at all when it hits his body.

Another thing is that this monk has amazing physical strength. He fought for an hour as if it was just a piece of cake.

The last point is that this guy is so irritating. He was smiling playfully throughout the whole process and his words were so mean!

"I just like the way you want to kill me but can't!" Yunshu continued to provoke the beautiful city lord.

"Ahhh, go to hell, you cheap monk!"

Another half hour passed.

"I'm not even sweating yet!"

After these words, there was another half-hour battle.

……

The next morning, Murong Xiaoyue, exhausted in the dilapidated temple, had her acupoints sealed by Yunshu and was tied behind a Buddha statue.

Yunshu's shirt was cut into countless pieces by Murong Xiaoyue's sword and could no longer be worn.

On his naked upper body, sword marks were clearly visible.

"Damn it, I have no shirt to wear and I have to go out, what should I do?"

"Why don't you take off your shirt first and lend it to me?" Yun Shu said, squatting in front of Murong Xiaoyue with his upper body naked.

"Wuwuwu!" Murong Xiaoyue's mouth was sealed with a piece of rag by Yunshu. She could only whimper in rejection.

She kept moving her body backwards, with panic in her eyes.

"Okay, I'm done with my lies. I should go catch the next person."