Lama Wang had already arranged a private room. Li Jinping had been on the road for several months or stayed in the temple. He had not received any fireworks for a long time, so he temporarily changed to a seat by the window on the first floor.

Because it is close to Shaolin Temple, although the town is not big, there are pilgrims who come to visit all year round, people from the world who go up the mountain to challenge, and scholars. The business in the town is relatively prosperous, and the business of several inns and restaurants is also good.

Songkran Tower is one of them.

It is said that the boss is also the brother-in-law who is in charge of the assistant Fa Yin. He can get a lot of news about Shaolin Temple when eating and living here. In addition, he will hold a martial arts conference recently, and the Songhe Tower is crowded.

In order to make the nearby cleaner, Qingcao directly wrapped the four seats by the window so that people would not disturb the young master and the young lady. This made other guests in the store dissatisfied, but there was no way. Who made him more money? He also ordered the kitchen to use the seasonings he brought from the mountain to prevent Li Jinping from eating them.

When the boss of Songhelou saw the group of people taking advantage of their actions, he knew that the rich man had come, so he asked his friend to serve him carefully. He even came to recommend the truffle wine that Songhelou had collected for a hundred years.

One cent of wine, a thousand taels of silver.

"This is the wine that Master Bodhidharma made himself on the top of Mount Song, picking truffles and brewing himself. I relied on my relationship with Shaolin Temple to make a jar. The young master saw that he was not a common man, and I didn't take it out."

Lama Wang asked Huifan, “Did Master Bodhidharma drink alcohol?”

Huifan said, "There is indeed such wine in Shaolin Temple, but it is only taken out when the abbot of the host meets a VIP. As for the authenticity of the wine, I don't know."

Li Qingcheng is a person who loves wine. He also made friends with Xiao Jinyan because of wine. When he heard these words, he couldn't help but want to get a pound.

Li Jinping also liked to drink alcohol when he was on a boat. Now he is in a state of malfunction and has quit drinking for a long time. When he heard this, he looked at Li Qingcheng, "I'll take a sip, can I do it?"

Li Qingcheng said, "Come on the whole jar of wine."

This made Lama Wang and Huifan very happy. Unexpectedly, there would be such good things to do with him.

A glass of wine is in the mouth.

The aroma is mellow and the taste is mellow.

Li Jinping felt a warm current in his body, and couldn't help but look red on his face, and said, "Good wine."

Li Qingcheng smiled and said, "If you like it, I will join them later when I return to Shaolin."

Li Jinping shook his head, "It's enough to taste the good thing. If you hold it every day, you will feel boring."

Everyone was drinking and chatting.

Li Jinping looked at the pedestrians outside the window, all kinds of people, either running around for a livelihood or being proud of the spring breeze. He was quite satisfied when he thought of marrying a man like Li Qingcheng.

"If I could do this every day, I would be satisfied."

Li Qingcheng said, "After two days, Abbot Xuanyin comes out of seclusion. I ask him for merit and cure your illness. I will accompany you to travel all over the world."

There was a noise coming from the door.

"Boy, don't you learn good things? But you are a student who is here to be a thief. Today you fall into the hands of my decapitated knife. I just blame you for your bad luck!"

Everyone looked at it and saw a beggar in his teens not far away, being held in his hand by a burly man and threw it on the ground. The beggar wanted to run away, but was stepped on by the man. He tried hard to get under his feet, and the beggar scolded, "My mother, have the ability to let go of me and fight me alone!"

When the man heard this, he let go of the beggar. The beggar got up and ran away. He took two steps. He punched the black tiger with a broken head and punched the beggar more than ten feet away, landing under the window where Li Qingcheng and the others were having their meals.

Several tourists from the world who came with the broken-headed knife came forward and punched and kicked the beggar. The beggar was so painful that he held his head, but he kept cursing.

The more he was stubborn, the harder everyone beat him.

Seeing this, many passers-by said, "He is just a child, the hero is too serious."

"He is a stolen person,

If Xi fails, he will have to be beaten. I have given him face before I send him to the official! Let’s continue to beat him!"

There were endless wailing sounds.

The beggar had no way out and looked at him asking for help from the building. Li Qingcheng had been in the world for a long time, and this kind of thing was common. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so he held a wine glass and drank on his own.

Li Jinping felt soft-hearted and couldn't bear to see the child being beaten. He said, "Brother, this child is pitiful. Can you help him?"

Li Qingcheng originally wanted to say, "The pitiful person must have something hateful." It can be seen that Li Jinping looked expectant. She regarded herself as a hero who helped her when she saw injustice, so she said, "This is only once."

After saying that, he took out a few peanuts, ejaculated, and hit the acupoints that beat everyone up.

Everyone retreated one after another.

"Who is making trouble?" The decapitated knife knew that someone had helped, but the other party was too fast and didn't know who it was.

Li Qingcheng said slowly through the window, "You want to hit someone, I don't care. Don't disturb my master's mood of watching the street scene."

The decapitated knife saw Li Qingcheng, "Who am I? It turns out that he is a slut. Friend, he steals things. I teach him a lesson. Do you do this and meddle in other people's business?"

"I said I'd like to fight and get out."

The decapitated knife lost his face, but because of the large number of people, he was not afraid of Li Qingcheng. He thought he was a young man who was ignorant of the world and came to the martial arts conference to join in the fun. He was a hero at least, how could he swallow this?

"When you are under the dethroned sword, Wang Hu, please tell me a name."

Before taking action, you should first look at the bottom so as not to get involved. Instead, it will be unfavorable in the future. This is also the rule of the world.

"The surname is Guan, and the name is Dekuan."

The decapitated sword Wang Hu is not a fool, of course he knew that he did not want to be named, so he said, "Since he has a broad mind, he must have a few or three subordinates. If you smash my place, just show off your skills."

After saying that, with a broken-headed knife, the wind will be born.

When everyone saw the excitement to watch, they stopped to watch.

Seeing this, Wang Hu was even more proud. He danced two swords with dozens of kilograms, which were as light as a feather in his hand, which attracted a lot of applause. He is from northern Shaanxi and practices swords all year round. The slander he uses is known as the overlord of the swords. He is a master of martial arts. He was also invited to this martial arts conference, so he intends to show it in front of everyone.

"The broken knife weighs 65 kilograms. Thanks to the respect of fellow practitioners in the world, I gave it a nickname, "Badao Wanghu. I dare to recognize the second person in the world, but no one dares to recognize the first one."

Li Qingcheng laughed in his heart. This boy was quite crazy, but he just bullied the beggar on the roadside. He smiled and said, "Do you think you are the number one in the knife?"

"good."

"A coincidence, I have a friend who also likes to brag and says that I am the best knife in the world."

"You might as well call him to come and compete with me."

Li Qingcheng shook his head, "I guess he is not available, I will practice with you."

"Let's show your weapons!" Wang Hu smiled, "Look at your tender skin. If you accidentally give me a lottery, don't go back and cry for your father and mother."

"I didn't bring any weapons."

Wang Hu said, "I saw a sword on your desk."

"My sword cannot be unsheathed, and blood will be seen. Today I don't want to see blood." As he said that, Li Qingcheng took a chopstick from the table and said to him, "If you can take two moves under my hands, I will personally apologize to you."

Wang Hu laughed, his eyes full of mockery. He came to the window and was about to give Li Qingcheng a warning. He split the window with one knife and made him look dirty. Thinking of this, he turned his waist and waved the knife, and his waist and horse were united. The big sword was full of wind and slashed towards Li Qingcheng.

Li Qingcheng sat without moving.

The onlookers were worried for Li Qingcheng. This kid was a little overwhelmed, and he was afraid he would fall here.

Seeing Li Qingcheng hit, Wang Hu fell three or four feet away like a kite with a broken string.

Dang!

The big knife broke and fell to the ground.

The broken-headed knife did not break, but instead became a broken-headed knife.

As soon as Wang Hu landed, he didn't care about picking up the broken knife on the ground and ran backwards. He disappeared into the crowd within a moment.

He is not a fool. With just one move, he knew the difference between his martial arts and the other party's Tianyuan. He hit the long sword just now. If he hit his arm, he would probably be reimbursed.

Those who know the times are heroes.

He had no time to greet his fellow friends and ran away. Seeing this, the others also left.

The onlookers thought there was a fierce fight, but before they could see clearly what happened, the other party ran away. However, no matter how stupid a person was, he knew that Li Qingcheng won, and he won completely.

Li Jinping walked out and helped the little beggar, and asked softly, "Is it hurt so much? Does it hurt?"

The little beggar didn't appreciate it and said, "Who told you to meddle in other people's business?"

Li Jinping was stunned. How could he end up with a harsh word when he helped him kindly?

Qingcao said angrily, "Little beggar, how do you speak?"

The little beggar cursed, "You are the little beggar, your whole family is a beggar." He said to Li Qingcheng again, "What are you doing to save me?"

"I'm not interested in saving you. Also, my mouth is cleaner, otherwise, I don't mind beating you again!"

The little beggar said, "Even if you save me once, can you save me again and again?"

Qingcao said, "You have any reason to steal things?"

"There are cats, the mouse, and I have more than a dozen little brothers under my command. When I go to support me, I will be killed by the boss when I go back!"

Li Jinping didn't expect that he would rescue the person and even rescue him, saying, "Greencao, give him some money and let him go."

"Who cares about your bad money! It's so great to have money!" The little beggar cursed, took the money over and walked away cursingly.

Li Qingcheng shook his head and said, "This is why I am unwilling to take action. Sometimes, people may not appreciate your kindness."

Not far away, he ran towards him with a look of horror and hugged Li Jinping's legs, "Sister, save me!"

"What's wrong?"

The little beggar said, "Just now, Boss Qin arrested my brothers and was beating him to death in the alley over there!"

Li Jinping remembered that when she was bullied, she couldn't bear it and looked at Li Qingcheng, "Brother, please help me to the end."
To be continued...