When Ye Kong and the others entered the restaurant, they saw that there were already many people surrounding them. The yellow-robed monks of the Mani Sect were the main force. These monks all held sharp knives in their hands and surrounded a table in the middle of the hall with a murderous look.
There were three people at that table. One was slightly older, and the other two were a young man and a woman. There was also a man who looked like a waiter. He was bleeding from his mouth and eyes. He knelt on the side and kept kowtowing to the monks in front of him.
The leader of the monks was the demonic monk who led the trouble outside just now. At this moment, his face was filled with murderous intent. He said angrily, "You little waiter, you're such a snob. Don't you have any immortal jade? Why don't you serve us first? "
The waiter kept kowtowing and said, "Lord Zeng, please spare my life. The three of them came first and have been waiting for a while. Of course, I'll serve them first. You've just sat down, so of course I'll serve them first … "
Slap!
Before the waiter could finish, he was slapped by the leader monk. The leader was a mid-level Golden Immortal, and the waiter was just a mortal. How could he withstand the slap? The slap knocked him out.
At this moment, the owner of the restaurant ran out from the crowd and quickly apologized. He said that not only would the food be served immediately, but he would also compensate the monks with immortal jade.
However, the leader monk was still dissatisfied. He waved his knife and pointed at the people sitting at the table and shouted, "I'm teaching the waiter a lesson. Who gave you permission to speak? The kid who was disrespectful to me just now, come out now! "
The slightly older man at the table quickly apologized, saying that his disciple was young and impetuous. It was not that he was disrespectful to Lord Zeng, it was just a casual remark. He hoped that the monks would let it go.
Ye Kong and the others who were watching from the side understood what was going on. The monks must have entered the restaurant to serve the food and wine, and complained that the waiter was too slow. Perhaps the same dishes were served at the same table, so the monk became angry and hit the waiter. As for the young man at that table, he probably couldn't stand the sight of these monks breaking the law, so he said something that caused the monks to hate them as well.
The older man at the table was already a high-level Golden Immortal. However, the Mani Sect monks outnumbered him, so he had to compromise and come out to greet them.
However, the man and woman who were sitting were furious. They knew that Mani Sect's people were difficult to deal with, so they could only swallow their anger and lower their heads in silence.
Seeing that the elder was apologizing to him, the head monk was also very proud. He thought to himself, "Our Mani Sect is indeed ruthless. Even immortals who are one level higher than us have to swallow our anger."
"Then forget it." He snorted coldly and said, "Is that person talking your disciple or son?"
The elder hurriedly said, "He's my disciple, and beside him is my daughter. Lord Zeng, let's forget about this."
The leading monk nodded, but he made another request. "He's the one who spoke. Why isn't he here to apologize? Let him apologize. "
The elder smiled bitterly and said, "Lord Zeng, you just said forget it."
The head monk rolled his eyes and said angrily, "The Mani Sect is all about doing as we please, but now I suddenly don't want to let it go."
The elder had no choice but to pull his disciple over. The disciple was indeed young and aggressive. He struggled for a while, but his master said in a low voice, "Bear with it for a while. Jia Nan, we can't afford to offend him. He may be a mid-level Golden Immortal, but if he makes an oath, even I am no match for him!"
The Mani Sect's Buddhist Seal of Annihilation was indeed notorious. Once an oath was made, it would level up, and it would not stop until one party died. It was like being targeted by a poisonous snake. Anyone would have to think twice.
"Lord Zeng, what I said just now was too presumptuous, I hope …"
"Speak louder! I can't hear you! "The leader of the monks shouted arrogantly. The Mani monks beside him burst into laughter.
The young man named Jia Nan's eyes were bloodshot. He shouted, "Lord Zeng, I was wrong! I was wrong just now, please forgive me! "When the young man finished speaking, his bloodshot eyes were filled with tears. He would rather fight the demon monk than suffer such humiliation!
However, after the head monk finished laughing, he changed his mind.
"How can you apologize like this? If you apologize, you have to kneel and kowtow. Say it a hundred times! "The Mani Sect monks beside him also shouted." Kneel and kowtow! "
The elder also felt that the evil monk had gone too far. He stepped forward and said, "Lord Zeng, since you've apologized, I think we should forget about this matter."
The head monk was furious. He shook the saber in his hand and said angrily, "You think we should forget about it? I've changed my mind again. Fine, if you say let it go, then let it go. I don't want his apology … "
The elder heaved a sigh of relief. However, he heard the monk say again, "I think your daughter is pretty enough to sleep with me. Let's forget about it."
"F * ck you!" The young man could not take it anymore. He went up to the head monk and punched him.
Suddenly, the hall was in chaos. The monks shouted and raised their sabers to kill.
On the other side. Wu Yong could not take it anymore. He said angrily, "Sir, these evil monks have gone too far. I, Wu Yong, will not die in peace if I don't kill these demons today!"
Kuang Peng could not stand it anymore. His eyes were cold as he said, "These monks are no longer human. In my opinion, it's better to kill them all or capture them all! This way, we can prevent the news from leaking! "
These monks were truly hateful. Even if they were all dead, Ye Kong would not show them any sympathy. He was about to give the order when he felt a powerful immortal sense covering the sky and earth!
The immortal sense was so powerful that even Ye Kong and the others were suppressed. The monks were all Golden Immortals, so when they sensed the powerful immortal sense, they stopped what they were doing and looked back … only to see that the source of the immortal sense was a skinny old man holding a huqin in a corner of the hall.
The steward standing with Ye Kong and the others understood. He exclaimed, "How can Uncle Lin, who plays the huqin and sings, have such a powerful immortal sense?"
Kuang Peng quickly asked for the reason. Steward Li said, "Uncle Lin has been playing the zither and singing here for who knows how many years. Usually, he only earns some money from the charity of others. How is he an immortal?"
That old man was not only an immortal, but he was also a very powerful immortal! As he spoke, his aura rose to its peak. When they looked at him again, he was already an intermediate-level Overarching Heavenly Supreme Celestial! He was even stronger than Ye Kong and the others!
Wu Yong exclaimed in shock, "Cake seller, I didn't expect you to have such an expert here!"
Of course, Wu Yong had learned the way to sell cakes from Ye Kong. In the past, Ye Kong often said it in the Fallen Leaf Temple, so Wu Yong had learned it.
Uncle Lin's aura soared as he stood up with the huqin in his hand. He had become the center of attention, but he did not seem nervous at all. It was obvious he was an expert.
Uncle Lin ignored the others and walked up to Ye Kong and the others. He bowed and said, "Amitabha."
Ye Kong bowed in response. Uncle Lin asked Wu Yong, "Benefactor, what is the meaning of the cake seller?"
Wu Yong only knew how to learn, but he did not understand. Ye Kong said, "The cake seller is from my hometown. Yes, he's a god … I'm Ye Ye. Senior …"
Uncle Lin said, "I'm Lin Mingzhi."
Everyone was stunned, including Ye Kong. He asked, "Are you Master Lin Mingzhi, one of the three masters of Mani Sect?"
Uncle Lin nodded, but Wu Yong did not believe him. "Really? Why aren't you bald or a monk, and you're not wearing a kasaya?"
Lin Mingzhi said, "If a cake seller can become a god, why can't he be the one playing the huqin?"
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