In the world, there are always few people who are willing to provoke the four types of people, including the elderly, women, young children and monks.

Among them, monks are different from the other three types of people.

The reason why few people in the other three types of people are willing to provoke is that people in the martial arts world are afraid of these three types of people themselves.

Whether it is the elderly, women or young children, the weaker they look, the more they can explain their own dangers. Otherwise, they would have been eliminated by this cruel world and would not be left behind.

Monks are different. People are unwilling to provoke them, mostly because they are afraid of the giants standing behind them.

Although not many people in the martial arts world will admit it, most people who are lingering in the martial arts world bully the weak and fear the strong. Perhaps the young boys who are just starting out will be filled with blood. But after several lessons, they can learn how to survive in the martial arts world. Of course, those who cannot learn or are not lucky will disappear from the martial arts world from now on, and not many people will remember their names.

Therefore, it is very important to have a good background in the world. Young people who are just starting out in the world will always have more opportunities to learn, because most people will give their sects some face or dare not provoke their sects at all.

This is also the reason why most people are unwilling to provoke monks.

After all, compared to the disciples of famous sects who need a certain amount of eyesight to distinguish, monks can recognize their outfits that are different from ordinary people, even those who have no eyesight. Even if they are blind, monks' "mantra" can make them know their identities as soon as possible.

Although not all monks come from famous sects, it is obvious that not many people are willing to bet on this possibility, especially when they have to use their lives as bets.

Therefore, in Yuelai Inn, after seeing the bald head exposed under the hat, many people in the martial arts world showed a bit of fear on their faces.

Although they knew very well that these so-called monks would never really just ask about the world, and that they would probably come to this muddy water this time, when they really saw the other party appear, they still couldn't help feeling a little disgusted and afraid.

Zhao Qing didn't mind the arrival of these monks. If the arrival of the six doors made Zhao Qing feel relieved, then after seeing these monks, his heart was completely put back into his stomach. After all, no matter how "mortal heart" these monks "have not yet completed", they could not have come for Princess Zhu Jinxuan.

"I have seen several mages," as my heart completely relaxed, the expression on Zhao Qing's face also became relaxed and happy, "A few mages want to stay in a hotel?"

"Amitabha," compared to the several six-door constables who had a court background and were quite proud, the five monks were very kind and low-key. After hearing Zhao Qing's inquiry, the leader chanted the Buddha's name slowly, took out a few silk cloths full of words from his arms and handed them to Zhao Qing, and said in a deep voice, "Please trouble donor, this is the certificate of the little monk and the four junior brothers."

"Thank you," Zhao Qing quickly took the certificate handed over by the monk with both hands, "Those monks will wait for a moment and register immediately after they get off."

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It took nearly a day of spring rain and finally stopped in the evening.

Sun Ji, who had been busy for nearly a day, finally had time to take a break.

"This spring rain came very timely, and it seems that this year will be a good year." Maybe it was because I really felt that this year would be a good year, or maybe it was just because the inn had been filled with tenants for a long time today. Sun Ji was in a very good mood. He brewed a pot of tea, sat at the door, and chatted casually with Bai Shier who was cleaning the lobby.

"Maybe." Bai Shier has no land and does not make a living by farming, so he naturally has no feeling about the "benefit" in Sun Ji's dialect. "I'm more curious than whether there is a good harvest or not, why are there so many people from the martial arts world gathered in such a small town as ours." However, he was very interested in the sword-carrying people who appeared in the town today. After putting down the rag in his hand, he couldn't help but come to Sun Ji with curiosity, lowered his voice, and whispered this matter.

"Ha, you, a waiter, are curious about what this is for?" Sun Ji couldn't help laughing at him for meddling in other people's business. "We run an inn, and they come to stay in the store. As for what they are here to do, what does it have to do with us?"

"Shopkeeper, do you think they are here to steal some martial arts secret books?" Bai Shier obviously didn't listen to Sun Ji's words, and still said to himself, "Or it would be here to steal some magical weapons? In those words, does the storyteller always say that?"

"Bang!" Sun Ji couldn't help but knock Bai Shier on the head and said in anger.

"You little master, is I teaching you to read the verbal scripts just for you to use it?"

"Hey, shopkeeper, don't be angry. You don't think about it. I don't have the money to buy any scripts," Bai Shier continued with a smile on his face, "It's all the old man Zhang who said that to give him two more glasses of wine to deceive me on weekdays."

"Tsk, that old Zhang can deceive a furry child like you," Sun Ji did not doubt that he had him, and continued to say as Bai Shier said, "The things in the world are not something he can find out about, a poor storyteller who lives in this town all day long."

"Then, you know, the shopkeeper?" Bai Shier's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously, his voice couldn't help but rise three points higher.

"So what if I know?" Sun Ji curled his lips without comment. "You are such a waiter who knows nothing about martial arts, but you dare to go and get involved?"

"I dare not." Bai Shier decisively admitted his conscience, "But even if I don't dare to get involved, I want to know. If you tell me this in the future, Xiaopang and the others will definitely envy you to death." Bai Shier grinned, but couldn't help but "bewitch" Sun Ji.

"Don't you, the shopkeeper, want to talk about these things when you drink with Storekeeper Wang, Storekeeper Lu and others in the future, so that they can surprise them, or ask them to invite you to drink a few drinks?"

"Is this?" Gossip is a human talent. For middle-aged people like Sun Ji who likes to chat and brag with others while drinking, this kind of secret is the best object to talk and bring face. Originally, he was a little worried about those people in the martial arts world, but now he was "bewitched" by Bai Shier, and he couldn't help but become itchy in his heart.

"Yes, such a thing that will definitely attract everyone's attention will definitely make those guys bleed more."

"How is the shopkeeper?" Bai Shier, who saw that Sun Ji was already intent, struck while the iron was hot.
Chapter completed!