I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 1671
At the end of the bamboo forest, there is a protruding area, which is a huge rock, like a human tongue protruding from the lips, just above the "tip of the tongue", which is the most end position of the rock. Sitting upright is a bald monk with his back to the crowd.

Judging from the back view, the monk should be quite old, with a thin body and a slightly hunched back, and the monk robes on his body looked a little dirty, as if there were a few small patches on the back, which were different from those in front of him. Comparing with Master Huikong, his clothes are naturally a lot worse.

Seeing the thin figure from the back, Master Huikong slowed down, straightened his cassock, and walked towards the thin figure.

"Hui Kong, who asked you to bring someone here? Didn't you say that when I sit in meditation, no one can disturb you? You seem to be disobedient. Do you believe that the uncle spanked your ass?! Huh?"

That thin figure must be the legendary Master Fan. When he raised his hand, he actually held a gourd in his hand. He tilted his neck, took a sip, and said without looking back, obviously a little unhappy.

Old Liu Tou sniffed, and smelled a familiar smell, which was clearly the smell of alcohol, and he couldn't help but be stunned. In modern terms, it means that the three views are ruined. The rumored Master Fan is actually drinking. Didn't he violate the great precepts of Buddhism?As a Buddhist, and still such a high-ranking person, how can he drink alcohol?

Not only Old Liu Tou smelled the wine, but Wu Feng also smelled it. His astonishment was no less than that of Old Liu Tou. This old monk not only drank, but also talked nonsense. Master Kong's ass, Master Huikong is already old, and his master Qingfeng Daochang is about the same age. It is hard to imagine what it would be like for Master Huikong to be spanked by that skinny old man...

In an instant, the image of master Liao Fan who had accumulated in Wu Feng's mind as an extraterrestrial expert and a peerless eminent monk collapsed in an instant, properly, really collapsed, and there was nothing left.

Master Huikong blushed and looked very embarrassed. He smiled apologetically at Wu Feng and Old Liu, who had opened their mouths wide and couldn't close them all the time. Liquor Gourd, said very resentfully: "Oh! Uncle Fan! So you said you would sit in meditation here and not be disturbed by others, but you were hiding here to drink. Didn't I tell you a while ago? You can't drink any more, we are Buddhists, drinking alcohol is a great precept, why don't you always listen to advice?"

"Stinky boy, do you still know that I am your uncle? If you don't let me drink in the temple, you can only go to this cliff to drink. If you don't let me drink when you run here, then I will jump here. Go down to drink at the bottom of the cliff, do you believe it?"

As Master Liao Fan said, he stood up abruptly, as if he was about to jump down the cliff, but Master Hui Kong grabbed his arm and begged bitterly, "Master, don't scare Master!" Nephew, I'm the only uncle like you... Do it! Please return the wine gourd to you, you don't want to dance and you'll be..."

"It's more or less..." Master Qiaoran gave Monk Huikong a blank look, snatched the wine gourd from Monk Huikong's hand, and took a sip of it happily, as if enjoying himself.

　Youlong found a lot of night owls, are they all waiting for a book?You guys have worked so hard to say that you are still voting for Youlong at such a late hour, I love you all so much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)