Carefree Scholar Chapter 310: No more talks?
I tugged at a Buddhist saying I didn’t know where I heard it--I don’t know if it’s a Buddhist saying. Anyway, that unclear remark bluffed the old monk while he hadn’t Slow down and run away quickly, who knows if he will use the compassionate Qianye palm to slash himself when he wakes up.
The area of Hanshan Temple is not small, and there are countless temples and pavilions. The old lady seems to be listening to a famous monk. She didn't know where Ruyi had gone for a while. Li Yi simply wandered around the temple.
The temple fair lasted for three days. During these three days, there were an endless stream of tourists on the Hanshan Mountain. There were believers who worship Buddha and incense, and young men and women who only wanted to appreciate plum blossoms.
Small vendors with a keen sense of smell have already spotted this opportunity, and have taken a position on the top of the mountain early, selling some combs and wooden signs and other gadgets, claiming that these things are treasures that were opened by the monks of Hanshan Temple Ten cents can’t be bought at a loss, and ten cents can’t be deceived. Of course, ten cents can’t buy a comb. Treasures opened by the monk himself will not be sold for less than one cent.
In addition, food sellers are naturally indispensable. On a square far away from the plum blossom forest, a place was cleared. The vendors carrying burdens were next to each other, shouting "buns" and "noodles" loudly. He refused to go, saying that he would sweep away the Yaxing of those nobles. There was a young lady in there who could not afford to offend.
A little fat man in brocade ran over from the Merlin, threw down a handful of broken silver, and ran into the woods with a lot of food in a short while.
Under a plum tree, a little girl about seven or eight years old is looking forward to it.
"Sugar, eat." The little fat man ran over, panting, and put all the things he bought on the white cloth on the floor.
"Thank you, brother." The little girl said sweetly, first picked up a quick candied fruit and handed it to the little fat man before sitting there and eating.
There are many children as old in the forest. They come out with their families. Naturally, it is impossible for children to chant and worship Buddha quietly with adults. In order to prevent them from making noise in the temple, most people will let them go. People looked at them and asked them to come to the plum blossom forest to play by themselves.
At this time, there were several servants standing behind the two children. Seeing the two little masters eating quietly, they also chatted without a word.
"Hey, Fatty Li, you are here too!"
Several teenagers in brocade suits appeared to be a new big six, and they soon gathered from the side.
The little fat man sitting on the ground changed his face first, then he straightened his chest and said: "Chen Xiaotian, I don't want to fight with you today."
"Why do you eat every time you see you, I think you don't call Li Yingcai, just call Li Feizhu." The few people obviously had grudges. The young man in Jinyi looked at the things on the white cloth. Said with a smirk: "Sure enough, it is Li Feizhu. I am afraid that only pigs will eat these things."
"Brother..." The little girl nervously grabbed the corner of Little Fatty's clothes.
"Li Feizhu, this is your sister. I thought your family was as fat as you!" The Jinyi boy laughed twice, and suddenly ran over and stomped the food on the white cloth twice. Next, he pulled the little girl's face easily, pointed to the ground and said: "This is the real pig food."
How can children bear such humiliation. The little fat man felt the blood rushing straight into his forehead, and punched the Jinyi boy in the chest.
"Do you dare to do it, hit him!" Jin Yi boy seemed to be waiting for this moment. After avoiding the punch, he said loudly.
Several teenagers behind him immediately rushed forward and pressed the little fat man to the ground.
The little girl by the side cried out with a scared "wow". The faces of the servants changed. They were just about to come over to pull them away, but they were blocked by the few people who had been following the young man Jin Yi.
There are a lot of people in Meilin. Many people have seen the scene here, seeing only a few children playing around, and they didn't take it seriously.
"Hey, Fatty Li, as long as you call me grandpa, I will let you go, how about?" Jinyi boy knelt down and patted the face of Little Fatty.
"Call you grandson!"
In the end, the little fat man had the advantage in body shape, he turned over suddenly, and broke free of the young people behind him. A tiger pounced the young man in Jin Yi under him.
"If you are full, I will have the strength to beat you!"
I yelled, made a fist and punched the Jinyi boy in the face.
His fist did not fall on the Jinyi boy’s face. A young man grabbed his arm from behind, threw him aside, and lifted the pale Jinyi boy up, and said flatly, "Master, Are you okay?"
Many people around frowned. It's not a big deal for a few children to play around. This young man was a bit too much to attack one child.
"Catch him over to me!" Li Yingcai was almost beaten by Li Yingcai just now. The Jinyi boy said to the young man with a pale face and angrily jumping his feet.
"Stop it!" Some of Little Fatty's servants were stopped by others, and couldn't rush to come, so they could only shout anxiously.
Looking at the man walking towards him, the little fat man rubbed his green wrist, stood up with the tree, and stared at the man, his face full of indomitable expression.
"Who are they who are so domineering at Hanshan Temple?" someone around asked suspiciously.
"Speak down, that's the little son of Chen Guogong's family. That little fat man is called Li Yingcai. He should be a junior from Li Shilang's family. It's no wonder that these two families have had grievances for more than ten years. It’s just that it’s too shameless for a big man to act on a child."
"That should be the guard of the Chen Guogong's house. There are only a few people who don't know martial arts around Little Fatty. This time I will suffer a loss, but in the end it is a joke among the juniors, and nothing big will happen." /
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There were a few people who could not understand the man's actions. After hearing that they were from Chen Guogong's mansion, they immediately stopped talking.
For most people, these words still have a lot of weight.
The little fat man gritted his teeth and watched the man’s hand stretched out. He was about to rush forward. He stretched out a palm from behind him, held the man’s wrist, and shook slightly. He just lay on the ground with his arms and couldn't get up.
At the same time, he felt someone pat his shoulder behind him, and a voice came from behind.
"If you are bullied, hit back by yourself."
The little fat man looked back and looked at the familiar figure. After being startled, he screamed and rushed towards the Jin Yi boy.
The young man in Jinyi wanted to run, but his reaction was a little slow, and he was immediately thrown under him by the little fat man again.
The surrounding teenagers hurriedly gathered around to help, but there was no time to stop the fat man's fist from falling on the Jinyi boy's face.
Several men who stopped in front of the little fat man changed their faces. When they were about to step forward, they saw the young man on the opposite side approaching them.
"Children's affairs, let them take care of themselves, let's not interfere..."
"Go away!" One of them said impatiently, about to pass the young man, and the next moment his body flew back.
"That is, no more talk?"
The young man looked at the men who looked wary, and the smile on his face narrowed.