The Retirement of the Demon Lord

"Daliang Guizi, the air is covered with clouds~~ If there are no three thousand guests, who is the Lord of Xinling~~" Mei Qianxiao sang a verse for the three people who came in, as the cool background music.

The three of them are really unique.

The one on the left is wearing a set of clothes that are sewn together. From a distance, it looks like a curtain. The square frame is colorful, and it is also a peony pattern. Walking on the road is like a chopping board with its own pork belly walking. Everyone is amazed.

The middle one was wearing a black jacket and black trousers with a white background and a strange black hat on his head. If Li Mengyao is not mistaken, this dress seems to be from the West, like a "dress"? He also wears a transparent Western-style monocle with a chain on his face. She used to follow the emperor to see the ocean-going messengers from the far west, and she dressed like this.

Compared with the strange clothes of these two, the one on the right is much more low-key. He is wearing a simple and plain standard robe, which should be the clothes of the supervisor of ritual and music.

Compared with Mei Qianxiao's use of a cool and handsome verse as the background music for their appearance, everyone didn't listen to them at all, but instead generated their own background music in their minds...

The most beautiful is the red sunset... warm and calm...

Because these are all old men who are over sixty years old! This is still to put it down, looking at their wrinkles from the vicissitudes of life, which one is not seventy or eighty years old!

Ouch, uncle, walk slowly. There is no rule that you must walk in side by side. It's not more handsome... Look at the uncle wearing a curtain frame, isn't that the edge of Carmen... Half of the shoulders of the clothes are sunken, your clothes It's really made of curtains!

Li Mengyao didn't even look at it.

That's right, this dress is indeed made by Mei Qianxiao temporarily... If he doesn't change his clothes, Mei Qianxiao is afraid that others will find out his identity... His background is too big, and it's difficult to justify it when it is exposed.

Anyway, most people who are engaged in art have to wear more fashionable clothes, and they don't understand what fashion is. It's probably something that ordinary people can't understand and embarrass themselves... So he sneaked into the Gongweisi warehouse last night, and found Meng Meng in the deepest. With two catties of ash, a bundle of cloth that Li Mengyao would rather not use when selling the house, which I don't know how many years, sewed this interlayer curtain and came out...

This one is actually quite good, but the clothes are weird, and there is not much modification on his face. After all, people running and jumping on the rivers and lakes have long since forgotten what he looked like, and then this outfit directly made everyone think he was a lunatic, ahhh, thinking that he was a performance artist, he could basically be fooled.

The most troublesome is the old man in the dress.

The dress and the monocle were obtained from a guy from the West before, and he never took them out because of his inappropriate body shape, so he just put them on. Anyway, this kind of dresses and monocles have long since flowed into the Central Plains through the South China Sea or the Western Regions. Although it is still rare, it is not surprising.

After putting on this body, Mei Qianxiao didn't even recognize who he was, and then he tied his long gray beard into an elegant gentleman's bow, and painted a few scars on his face. , to ensure that no one will recognize him...

The three of them are all dying seniors, and their calmness when they are used to the big world makes them seem very calm, but Xing Chuan immediately pulled the sleeves of their eyebrows and smiled and pointed at the old man in the dress as soon as the three of them walked into the living room: "Yeah, Big Brother Mei, isn't this the old monk on Shaoshi Mountain who often sweeps the floor at the entrance of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion!"

Hello! Brother's self-confidence work was recognized in less than three seconds!

Calm down, bro, calm down... Mei Qianxiao took out a black object from her pocket, put it in her mouth, and deeply inhaled the moldy smell inside it that was useless for a long time... This thing is the same thing as a dress and a monocle. It's called a pipe, but my brother forgot to give it to him, and I don't know how to use it. Anyway, that person used to put it in his mouth like this...

Xingzhuan has a unique eye for recognizing people but not faces, but their body type... so the outerwear can't deceive him. But from his hesitant tone, it can be seen that Acts has never seen this old man, so he can still fool him.

"What old monk did you say?" Mei Qian asked with a smile.

"At the entrance of our Shaolin Temple Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, there is often an old monk with a white beard sweeping the floor. I have passed by there twice. I don't care if I greet him, but when I walk, I always feel that something is rubbing my earlobe. Looking back, only the old monk was sweeping the floor. This old man is very similar to the old monk who was sweeping the floor!"

That's right, this is the full-time sweeping monk who sweeps the floor at the entrance of your Buddhist scriptures pavilion... Now there is a very serious problem...

"You said something rubbed your earlobe, is it the left ear or the right ear?" Mei Qian smiled sternly.

"right!"

Huh... Fortunately, brother likes to rub on the left side, so there will be no problem of asymmetric ears in the future.

"I don't have money to laugh, so this is an old monk in Shaolin Temple who specializes in sweeping the floor?" Li Mengyao could of course hear their conversation. A sweeping monk to teach music, are you going too far?"

Well, very good, Li Mengyao didn't know who was sweeping the floor at the entrance of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, Mei Qianxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Some people like to retire to become coaches after they have practiced martial arts to be invincible in the world; some people like to retire to do hygiene after they have practiced martial arts to be invincible in the world.

At present, few people on the rivers and lakes know that this number has been retired for a long time... At least an old ghost of the level of his master will know that monks who have retired from the rivers and lakes such as sweepers are the most perverted existences in Shaolin Temple.

This time Mei Qianxiao invited him here, just to make up for the shortcomings of Xingzhuan. The upper limit of Acts is very high, as long as the shortcomings are made up, it will be the fastest progress among the three.

In order to invite the monk to come out of the mountain, he paid a lot of price... This old fox is also the master of eating people without spitting out bones. Brother De promised to help him restore a remnant of Bodhidharma, and the disciples who came out to teach were also disciples of Shaolin Temple. Counting the rumors of his own cultivation method, he agreed.

The remnants of the relics of which dynasty and generation are unknown. In fact, there are no pages missing, but many pages are broken and unclear, and many contents need to be restored before they can truly take shape.

People from the highest training institute in the Shaolin Temple Bodhidharma Institute spent many years restoring this broken book, but the text inside was jerky and difficult to understand, and the images did not treat people as people, and the actions were extremely anti-human. Several eminent monks tried to imitate the movements inside, but all of them suffered fractures or brain damage, and they were sent to nursing homes in advance... In short, they were very evil.

Based on his youthful strength and foundation of Yi Jin Jing, as well as the fact that it is not easy to get carried away by the great change of the universe, he became the best partner to restore this book.

Mei Qianxiao did not refuse, and agreed without saying a word.

In the past, he paid his debts for his master who stole the Yi Jin Jing and was discovered by the old Shaolin guys. He has already gone to the Shaolin Temple to restore a set of palm methods for them, and he has experience in this kind of thing. The Shaolin Temple Vigorous Vajra Palm that he knows now is what they taught at that time in order to restore the more advanced palm method. UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com This kind of internal secret cannot be spread out. Many courtyards in the Shaolin Temple don't know about it, let alone the ordinary disciples below. When others see him using his powerful diamond palm, they think he is stealing from there. Learned…

Injustice... He doesn't want to learn either.

Look at those old monks who were making things difficult for him when he left, holding out 70 or 80 scraps and asking him for help. Looking back now, Mei Qianxiao wondered if the master could steal the Book of Changes for him to learn. This is a bureau set up by an old monk more than 20 years ago!

As far as I can tell, the top priority is to keep the identity of the sweeping monk a secret...

"Ahem, how could he be a monk in the Shaolin Temple? I haven't seen the old monk a few times in Xingzhuan, so he must have admitted it wrong." Don't worry about little friends... Then he moved to Li Mengyao's side, patted his chest, and introduced the floor sweeper very solemnly, "This is from the Western Regions... the most outstanding contemporary drum player... If the nickname is called Tiantian, it will collapse and knock on the ground. The ground-shattering blast drummer...the name is—Gela bang bang bang!”

Everyone is a little stunned. Why do musicians now have their own rhythm when naming them?

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