Zhang Yu's words were so embarrassing to Fahai's ears. He was already injured, his old face turned red and he wanted to say a few words to show that he was okay, but he didn't breathe and let out a violent cough, "Cough cough...Cough cough..."

All the coughs were all blood. The monk quickly wiped Fahai's mouth with a handkerchief, and he was so embarrassed that he looked very embarrassed.

Fahe glanced at his junior brother, worried and embarrassed. He looked at Zhang Yu and forced a smile, "Thank you for your mercy. My junior brother is ungrateful. I am here to apologize to fellow Taoist on his behalf."

Since you have never fought, you must act like a loser and try not to hurt the harmony.

Zhang Yu knew it in his heart, just let the other party know that it was powerful, and he couldn't beat people to death in public. Now he was almost as powerful as he was. Zhang Yu smiled calmly and said, "Master, you are polite. Master Fahai and I are just having a discussion, so why bother apologizing? The master's injury is fine."

"I've seen it, nothing serious." Fahe said.

This kung fu, a little Taoist priest Jiang Hai picked up the Buddhist beads and sent them over. Zhang Yu handed over the Buddhist beads to Fahe and said politely: "Master, I think this matter must be a misunderstanding. I really don't know about that turtle. I also asked the master to go back and tell Zen Master Fajiang on his behalf. If you have offended many people today, you will definitely go to Leiming Temple to apologize in the future."

He was just polite. Everyone was polite and had to do anything about it.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and shouted, "Come on, go and invite the master who came to the door last night."

After a while, a disciple brought the middle-aged monk who was captured by Zhang Yu last night. The monk was still tied with a rope on his body. Judging from his expression, he was also injured.

When Zhang Yu saw this, he pretended to be unhappy and said, "I asked you to entertain the master last night, and just asked you to invite someone again! What are you doing? Why don't you loosen the rope quickly!"

The disciple of the monk Ai said in his heart, "Didn't you tie this rope up for us? You have asked you to do it with the good people."

The two Taoist priests untied the monk's rope in a few seconds, and the monk walked to the Fahe River with shame. He wanted to say a few words to his master Fahai, but he saw that Fahai was beaten with blood on his robes, and the words he said were gone. He just said inwardly that even the master was no match for him. It seemed that I was beaten last night for nothing.

Zhang Yu’s attitude today is very clear. I don’t want to be an enemy of your Leiming Temple, but I, Zhang Yu, are not easy to bully. Otherwise, Fahai and this monk would be role models.

If you want to fight, then let’s compare the measurement.

When Fahe realized that he was amazing, he started to politely make arrangements with Zhang Yu. Zhang Yu couldn't help but ask for something to stay for some food. Otherwise, Master Fahai would sautify here and stay for two days, and also check if there are any turtles in our Taoist temple.

Fahe was beaten like this, so he didn't have the face to stay. He also knew that Zhang Yu was purely polite. If he stayed, it would be even more embarrassing. He could only say something like "unobstructed" and then let someone leave behind Fahai's back.

The disciples probably knew it and saw that the monks were beaten away, they were all very happy. Their masters were still powerful, and the monks in Leiming Temple were nothing. They were not the same.

How can the children not promote such a thing? Even Taoist priests were students before, and they were just an alumni forum. Everyone immediately exaggerated Zhang Yu’s heroic deeds. For example, when a monk from Leiming Temple came to our Wudang Taoist Temple to provoke, the monk was called Zen Master Fahai, and his name was quite awesome. As a result, our master vomited blood in two rounds...

Not long after, this incident became the topic of conversation among many Taoist temples after dinner. But this is all a later story, so I won’t mention it for the time being.

Zhang Yu pretended to see the monk away and then went to the backyard.

Today, people came to the door, and even if they were temporarily solved by themselves, they would not be sure in the future. Especially when I was in the Taoist temple, it would be easy to say. If I were not in the Taoist temple, I would not have any trouble. And today I would have to go to the Hongxia Maple Forest in Nandu to meet Meng Xing'er later.

He didn't discuss this matter with anyone else, and went to see Sun Zhaoyi directly.

As soon as he entered Sun Zhaoyi's room, Zhang Yu saw Sun Zhaoyi sitting cross-legged on the kang, the golden-scale turtle was lying beside him, and the big rabbit squatted beside the golden-scale turtle. The golden-scale turtle seemed to hear the movement, and poked his head out. The big rabbit immediately patted it with its front paws, and the golden-scale turtle immediately retreated. They were like playing the game of knocking on the turtle.

"Sect Master, is something wrong?" Sun Zhaoyi heard that it was Zhang Yu coming in and asked respectfully.

"That's right, a monk came last night to find the golden-scale turtle. A few more monks came just now..." Zhang Yu immediately talked about Fahe, Fahai's arrival, and the incident of himself injuring Fahai. At the end, Zhang Yu added: "Uncle Grand Master, I'm not afraid of them, but I'm going to Nandu today, because I'm afraid they will return soon."

Sun Zhaoyi nodded slightly and said seriously: "Sect Master, don't worry, the golden-scale turtle is placed in my room and no one can take it away. If they really dare to come and be presumptuous, I will not sit idly by."

With Sun Zhaoyi's words, Zhang Yu was relieved. Because Zhang Yu couldn't see how deep Sun Zhaoyi's cultivation was, and he always felt that he was a little taller than him. But no matter how Zhang Yu broke through this, every time he saw Sun Zhaoyi, Sun Zhaoyi seemed to be a little taller than him.

The sewing of Taoist robes is not a one-day effort, so let Ouyang Yanyan be busy first.

Zhang Yu said goodbye to Sun Zhaoyi and arranged things in the Taoist temple. After all, it is a legal society now, not an ancient martial arts. No matter how strong the other party is, it is not casual. Wudang Taoist temple has No. 1 in Guangming Town, and the police station in the town is not a good meal.

He called the driver and Zhang Yu took a bus to the Hongxia Maple Forest in Nandu. It was still early and he could almost arrive in Nandu on time. Zhang Yu called Meng Xing'er and acted according to the original plan.

When they arrived at the place, Zhang Yu went in as a tourist. The two of them agreed last night, and there was no need to greet him in advance, all of them were accidental encounters.

Although Meng Xing'er was under house arrest at home, she did not completely restrict her freedom, but she was not allowed to leave Hongxia Maple Forest.

The two agreed to be at the artificial lake, and it was 1:30 noon. It was a bit late when Zhang Yu came to the artificial lake, and it was already 1:40.

When he found the place where Meng Xinger said, he didn't see anyone. Zhang Yu was puzzled that he was only ten minutes late, so he wouldn't leave immediately.

After waiting for a while, when it was almost two o'clock, Zhang Yu felt something was wrong, and Meng Xing'er would not have any accidents.

Taking out his cell phone, Zhang Yu was about to call Meng Xing'er's cell phone number. At this stop, a middle-aged man came over.

The man came directly to Zhang Yu and said politely: "Hello, Mr. Zhang."

"Who are you?" Zhang Yu asked curiously without seeing anyone, and stood up at the same time.
Chapter completed!