Chapter 190

With a roar, the wasted people immediately looked at the place where the sound came from.

"Ha, is this the Lord of Dan Zong?" Wasted a move in his heart, but he looked at the visitor carefully.

I saw a middle-aged Taoist wearing a green Taoist robe, embroidered with a eight trigrams pattern, his hair bowed and pulled high, and came with a big stride with an angry face.

When Cheng Zhu saw the visitor, his face changed greatly. With a bitter smile, he hurried to meet him, arched his hands and bowed deeply.

"Cheng Zhu met martial uncle Cangsong."

Cang song just glanced at him and snorted coldly: "hum! Do you know you are a disciple of the danzong? An outsider is allowed to shout wildly here. In my opinion, your shopkeeper has done his best! "

The voice was cold and cold, which made Cheng Zhu shiver involuntarily.

Then his eyes turned slightly, but he saw Zhitong, a little coagulated, and his anger on his face stagnated. However, he snorted and turned to waste, but his contempt in his eyes was more serious: "little monk, don't rely on the reputation of his elders, you can be so arrogant. You know, misfortune comes from the mouth!"

When he finished this sentence, he glanced at Zhitong, but saw the banter on Zhitong's face, and the waste didn't seem to take his words to heart. His heart suddenly became nameless and his anger became more prosperous on his face.

The words were even more impolite and disdainful: "little monk, if your elders were not present today, I'd better teach you a lesson to let you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!"

When he said this, he glanced at Zhitong from the corner of his eye, which meant that it was very clear that he was scolding him for wasting his time and relying on his elders for playing prestige, but vaguely, he was also scolding Zhitong for being old and disrespectful and teaching ineffective.

"Hey, hey." Zhitong was angry. He smiled obscene and put it on his hand: "this Taoist friend, this remark is bad. I just came to see the excitement. Everything that happened here has nothing to do with me."

Then he winked at the waste, which meant extreme obscenity.

I was stunned when I wasted my time. Shifu, isn't it too ungrateful? He worked harder than anyone when he was making money. Now he needs to stand up. That's good. He doesn't know himself directly.

It's absolutely intolerable!

He was about to expose his master on the spot, so that he had to stand on the same front with him, but Cangsong was angry: "ha, it's a little monk who has lost discipline. No wonder he doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. Hey, in that case, I will teach you how to be a man for your elders!"

He has endured his anger until now, and finally broke out unscrupulously.

At the beginning, he was really afraid of Zhitong, because when he came to this state, he could see that Zhitong's cultivation was not weak with him, or even worse, so he dared not go too far in his own territory.

But now Zhitong took the initiative to make clear the relationship and took himself out of the quagmire. What he immediately thought was that Zhitong was afraid of the danzong behind him, so he didn't dare to provoke himself, so he got out and left.

In that case, he has nothing to worry about. When he hums coldly, he deceives his body and goes to waste. His face is as gloomy as water, and there is a cruel sneer at the corners of his mouth. Anyone can see that he is definitely ill intentioned.

Although Cheng Zhu wanted to stop it, he didn't dare.

Because even their own master has got away, and I am an outsider no matter how I say it. Although the cooperation on pills is very attractive, compared with everything in front of me, the eight characters have not been left alone, but I can put it down for the time being.

So he stepped back and stood with Zhitong, watching the excitement.

The palm is lifted slightly, and the momentum is dignified, so it will be angry.

"Hiss!" I can't help but have a burst of egg pain. Isn't this mud horse a pit?

However, the hero doesn't suffer from the immediate loss. Although the Cangsong's character looks bad, his cultivation accomplishments can't be bluffed. He is basically a figure at the same level as the master. He can't resist it at present, so he suddenly smiled.

"Taoist priest, you look like a man with high morality and high expectations, and the boy is just a newcomer. He doesn't understand the rules and says the wrong words. However, with your dignity, Taoist priest, why do you have to be as knowledgeable as the boy and lose your demeanor? It makes outsiders laugh." The smile on the wasted face was even more prosperous, even with a touch of flattery and flattery. While talking, he glanced at Zhitong and Cheng Zhu with the corners of his eyes.

Cheng Zhu, who stood aside, frowned. He couldn't believe that this was the little monk who had just looked unfathomable, calm and superior.

Zhitong has bright eyes and looks at the waste, but murmurs a word: "ha ha, this boy has really got the true legend of me. His ability to change his face has entered the door. I'm afraid he will achieve success in the future. Hey hey, I haven't seen that his ability to teach people is so strong?"

The two of them felt this way. Cangsong was more comfortable to hear, but the slightly raised palm had slowed down, and the body that bullied and approached forward was slightly sluggish.

Seeing the effect of his last killing move, he smiled as charming as a flower: "Taoist priest, in fact, you old man didn't know that the boy was actually a poor man. He was young and couldn't distinguish right from wrong, so he was cheated by a black hearted bald head. He thought he was a serious monk and could have a meal in the future, but unexpectedly, the black hearted bald head didn't give the boy a meal, On the contrary, I want the boy to make fortune for him every day. Alas, the boy's suffering is really unspeakable! "

These words can be described as tears and tears. They are extremely sad, which makes the listener moved and the listener sad.

Even Cangsong's heart is like a rock. At the moment, it has been successfully led out of compassion. Looking at the waste, the anger on his face has been extinguished.

On the other hand, Cheng Zhu was tongue tied and didn't know why.

Zhitong's face was black, blue and purple, his whole body trembled with anger, his lips moved restlessly, and there was a word in his mouth: "wipe! This unfilial guy dares to arrange his master like this. Indeed, the Buddha can't forgive him! The interest on the $30 million loan must be paid again. Otherwise, I can't calm my anger. "

Waste glanced at Zhitong lightly. Seeing that master's angry face turned blue, he immediately smiled and threw away a provocative smile. However, when he turned to Cangsong again, his face was sad and inexplicable, and there were a few sad tears hanging in the corner of his eyes.

"Taoist priest, you are a man of high moral integrity. You really don't know the meanness of some people. Alas..."

With a slight sigh, it seemed to sigh out the endless sadness and sadness. Cheng Zhu, who was on the side, cried a few tears.