Hu Tailai said: "Even if we are looking for someone to fight to the death, we have to find a charge, right? Mianyue and the others just want to build a new association. It seems that the owners have no intention of pursuing the matter of stealing people's treasures..."

Wang Xiaojun said: "Although Mianyue did something stealing, he was tall and looked like he was for the whole martial arts world afterwards. Recently, this kind of real villain seems to be very popular. If you do bad things, you can get everyone's forgiveness. There is really a problem with the people in the martial arts association. As the chairman, should I open the three-view class?"

Chen Mimi said: "This is how people in the martial arts world are. If they suffer losses, they will not hold grudges as long as they don't fall into the past. Mian Yueli also compensated and apologized. In the final analysis, his purpose is to win over these people and make these people feel that they are very important. Mian Yue calculates people's hearts accurately."

Everyone felt a headache when they said this. At this time, they had arrived at the airport. Wang Xiaojun stopped the car and turned around and asked Sha Sheng: "What time are you on the plane?"

Sha Shengdao: "The time is just right."

Wang Xiaojun wondered: "You are fine for a long time, why are you going back now?"

Sha Sheng grunted for a long time and said, "The discounted air ticket cannot be changed."

Everyone suddenly realized.

Chen Mimi said: "Senior Sha, then we won't send you any more. I wish you peace all the way."

Sha Sheng got out of the car and took the salute. He looked down at Wang Xiaojun in the car and hesitated and said repeatedly: "Wang Xiaojun, although Sha Li made me humble, I am m.+ulu+her grandfather after all, if you start fighting with her..."

Wang Xiaojun said: "I understand, although she smokes, drinks, perm her head, tattoos, swears, fights and scheming, but she is a good girl and don't worry, I won't beat her to death."

Tang Sisi said speechlessly: "Are you still human beings?"

Sha Sheng wanted to leave, but after thinking about it, he finally said something more: "You should be careful with that person Sun Li. He is probably from Mianyue and his gang. He came to help me and talked nonsense for a long time. Maybe he and Sha Li designed it to catch me."

Tang Sisi said: "Why didn't you catch him at that time?"

Wang Xiaojun said: "If Lao Hu makes a mistake and comes to me, at most I can only persuade him to surrender. Could it be that he really attacks him?"

Sha Sheng nodded and walked into the terminal building without saying anything more.

Chen Mimi looked at Wang Xiaojun and smiled slightly, "Wu Feng is right, you are becoming more and more like a man in the martial arts world now."

Wang Xiaojun sighed: "If you are in this cesspool, you will naturally be infected."

Tang Sisi said: "If the martial arts world is a cesspool, then you are the master of the pit now."

Hu Tailai laughed in silence and said, "The master of cheating?"

Wang Xiaojun said: "If I am the tyrant, then you are in the tyrant..."

Chen Mimi frowned and said, "Talk about the serious matters!"

Wang Xiaojun lay on the steering wheel and said, "If Sun Li did everything he did was instigated by Mian Yue, then the nature would be different."

Chen Mimi said: "Why did he do this?"

Hu Tailai suddenly said: "Because doing bad things is also a way to participate in social activities, although it is the worst."

Chen Mimi was silent.

Wang Xiaojun suddenly stood up and said with a bright look: "No, I must investigate clearly. If Mianyue just wants to set up a different stove, I can turn a blind eye. If he is really bad enough, I will never let him go! Although we are a cesspool, we cannot tolerate flies!"

Tang Sisi said: "Then where are we going now?"

Wang Xiaojun drove and said, "Of course I'm going to Shaolin to ask for people!"

Tang Sisi said: "Since Xiaojun became the master of the trap, his ideas have become increasingly difficult to guess..."

Chen Mimi said: "The Martial Arts Association assessment was all done by Mianyue. He will definitely not go back to Shaolin at this time. I think it is more appropriate to attribute our trip to complain."

Wang Xiaojun said: "That's right, no one can pursue Mianyue's actions, but Shaolin should give an explanation. Let's go to the old monk Miaoyun to complain!"

Speaking of going to Shaolin, Wang Xiaojun is familiar with the road this time. The four of them arrived at the gate of the Shaolin sect in a short while. Unlike a few days ago, the red gate was closed this time.

Wang Xiaojun stepped forward and slapped the door, asking Chen Mimi for advice: "Should we act like we are provoking a rioter or the child who lost the fight sued his parents?"

Before Chen Mimi could speak, the door opened, the young monk who used to be the guardian walked out. When he saw Wang Xiaojun, he was stunned and said, "Wang, Wang,..."

Wang Xiaojun didn't know what he wanted to say, and wondered: "Wangwang Snow Cake?"

The little monk finally remembered and clasped his hands together and said, "So it's the donor of Wang Xiaojun."

Wang Xiaojun said: "My little master, is Zen Master Miaoyun here?"

The little monk said, "Our abbot just returned to the temple today."

"That's great, we want to ask him to see him."

The little monk lowered his eyebrows and said, "The donor was unfortunate."

Wang Xiaojun wondered: "Didn't you just come back? Why did you come by chance?"

The little monk said, "Sorry, our abbot has never seen any foreign guests."

Wang Xiaojun said: "We see that he has something important to say."

The little monk said, "Our abbot will not see any foreign guests."

Wang Xiaojun said: "It's really important!"

The little monk: "I will not see any foreign guests."

Tang Sisi suddenly had an obsessive-compulsive disorder and whispered: "See foreign guests, foreign guests, guests."

Wang Xiaojun said: "Then tell me what we want to do to see us."

The little monk seemed not to want to say more, and went back and was about to close the door. Wang Xiaojun reached out to the door. The little monk said in surprise: "Does the donor Wang want to use martial arts in Shaolin Temple?"

Wang Xiaojun smiled and said, "We are not foreign guests. If you go and tell Zen Master Miaoyun, you will say that the Chairman of the Wushu Association is here to visit."

The little monk was surprised again and said, "Chairman of the Wushu Association? Where is it?"

Wang Xiaojun pointed to his nose: "I am."

The little monk said quietly: "Don't joke, don't be a joke, the chairman of the Wushu Association is not..."

Wang Xiaojun said: "I used to be my grandfather, but now I am. Have you heard of the rich second generation and the third generation? I am the third generation of martial arts!"

Tang Sisi covered her face and said, "The truth is righteous!"

The little monk was stunned and said, "In this case... I can only inform you first. If you don't see me, I will ask the abbot to decide."

"You go." Wang Xiaojun said as he sat on the steps.

Chen Mimi said in anger and funny way: "Do I say you love to show off or give up on yourself? How could you say that?"

Wang Xiaojun spread his hands and said, "What do you want me to say to a little monk? I can only work hard with my own efforts today. If I don't give up easily, I will be inseparable from it?"

While speaking, the little monk ran back soon, and he pushed open the door and said, "Please invite me, the abbot is waiting for you in the tea room."

Wang Xiaojun was overjoyed and murmured: "There are such benefits for the Chairman of the Martial Arts Association!"

Under the guidance of the little monk, several people entered the yard inside. The little monk stood in front of a door and said, "The abbot is inside."

Wang Xiaojun slowly pushed open the door and saw an old monk with a ring scar on his head sitting cross-legged behind a short table. Four cushions were also placed opposite him, and the tea had just been brewed on the coffee table. The fog in the cottage seemed to be like a fairyland.

As soon as Wang Xiaojun came in, he hurriedly said politely: "I'm so embarrassed. How could I let Zen Master Miaoyun wait for us juniors?"

Miaoyun said with a smile: "I didn't wait for you specifically. I was resting in this room. If you want to see me, I will call you here."

"Uh..." Wang Xiaojun didn't know what to say. He had seen many masters in the martial arts world. His grandfather might be too familiar with him. He never thought there was anything special. Jing Zenzi was open-minded and sparse, and like a friend of his generation. Only Zen Master Miaoyun was both a master of the martial arts world and a monk. He couldn't help but feel a little trembling. Sure enough, he didn't answer the first sentence. Seeing that the old monk was thin and had a dozen long and sparse beards under his jaw, he didn't take care of them. He looked at his face and wrinkles.

The piles are covered with age spots, which is no different from ordinary old monks. To be honest, Wang Xiaojun was a little disappointed. He was a little unexpected to this kind of eminent monk who "has no aura, no big red cassock, and no wise eyes". He thought that even if the head of the Shaolin Sect did not have a sharp insight into everything, he should be the kind of wise man who could make people feel like he was attracted to the Buddha's light at a glance. Unexpectedly, the famous Zen Master Miaoyun looked like an old employee who had been living under the Buddha's hands for a lifetime. (To be continued.)
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