From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 150 Invitation

After waiting for a while, Meng Yuan saw that the monk and the Taoist were getting more and more angry and were waiting for a fight with great joy, when he heard another whistle.

"Only by taking propriety as the guideline and benevolence as the foundation can the people of the world be united!" An old scholar in a blue robe was seen stepping up the mountain, and then he took a step of ten feet and stepped onto the high platform.

The old scholar bowed to all four directions and said, "What can I do? My fellow Taoists are polite!"

When the audience at the conference saw that another person had arrived and that Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism had all gathered, they quickly returned the greeting.

Meng Yuan glanced at Mingyue, indicating that he knew who this person was. Mingyue was too lazy to even shake her head, and just moved her eyebrows to indicate that she didn't know.

General He had a handsome and gentle face. Although his voice was low, everyone present at the meeting on the top of the mountain could hear him and they felt convinced unconsciously.

But after listening for a while, Meng Yuan felt that General He was just so-so, still full of empty talk.

"I thought he was some great scholar, but it turns out he's just a sour and pedantic scholar." Meng Yuan whispered.

"Have you ever seen any great or great scholar?" Mingyue glanced at Meng Yuan and saw that he was very humble. He said that he had never seen any great or great scholar, only great scholars. But if asked where he had seen them, he was embarrassed to say.

After a long while, the voices of the three Confucianists, Buddhists and Taoists discussing on the high platform became louder and louder, and they were about to fight.

Meng Yuan and Ming Yue were both looking forward to it when they saw a young man walking towards them.

Shortly after reaching the top of the mountain, although Meng Yuan did not wander around, he was able to have a panoramic view of all the people attending the meeting on the top of the mountain.

Half of them are monsters, and half are humans, totaling more than 300. They are divided into Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, and martial arts, and most of them are monsters who have not yet entered the Tao.

The young man was wearing a scholar's robe, with a sword on his waist, and he looked pretty good. He was about 25 or 26 years old. He stepped forward and bowed.

Meng Yuan was an honest man and immediately returned the gift, but Ming Yue closed her eyes and pretended not to see it.

"May I ask your name, fellow Taoist?" Meng Yuan also wanted to find someone to chat with.

"My name is Li Zhenshan." The man introduced himself, then looked at Mingyue, bowed again, and said, "Miss, you are new here, do you need a little introduction from me?"

"If you have anything to say, find Meng Feiyuan." Mingyue said.

"Meng Feiyuan?" Li Zhenshan heard this and looked at Meng Yuan again, then smiled and said, "You are Meng Yuan, right? I have heard of you for a long time."

He actually clasped his fists and looked Meng Yuan up and down, as if he had some meaningful thoughts.

Meng Yuan remembered that Huang Yousheng once said before his death that Captain Li had a nephew who had received training from a senior monk at Lanruo Temple.

But Meng Yuan didn't quite understand the details because he was too lazy to listen to Huang Yousheng's chatter at that time.

At this moment, this person knows his own name, which means he should be the source of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Of course, Meng Yuan was too lazy to listen to this person's words at this moment, so in order to confirm, he asked: "Who is Li Jinyun to you?"

"It's my uncle." Li Zhenshan said lightly.

"So you came to me to show off?" Meng Yuan asked with a smile.

"I just came to remind you that since you are accompanying Miss Mingyue, you must not make any mistakes! During this meeting, you frowned repeatedly, which clearly showed that you were disturbed by distracting thoughts." Li Zhenshan was very serious, "Can you be a bodyguard like this?"

Everyone knows that Mingyue is a noble person, and everyone tries to please her intentionally or unintentionally, but there is no need for you to step on me, right? Haven't you studied Buddhism? Why are you like this?

The more people Meng Yuan met, the more he felt that Lekong was a true master and a true Buddha.

"The three great masters are discussing the Dao, and each of them is eloquent. This is a great event that has not happened in a hundred years. But you are making a noise here, which is really annoying."

Meng Yuan sighed, looked at Li Zhenshan, and then drew his knife.

"You dare..." Li Zhenshan didn't expect Meng Yuan to dare to turn against him in such a place. He was stunned for a moment, and immediately circulated the jade liquid, while fixing the man's qi.

But the two were too close to each other, and they saw the other's knife coming towards them.

At this moment, the three Confucian, Buddhist and Taoist masters on the podium were debating endlessly, but the audience below was becoming more and more impatient.

Everyone comes to Hulu Mountain to watch the fun and broaden their horizons. They can listen to people talk about the principles of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, or watch Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism fights, but no one wants to listen to empty talk.

For a moment, among the people present, the timid ones looked for places to sleep, while the wild ones started shouting and calling for fighting.

Seeing the knife approaching, Li Zhenshan quickly dodged the blade, and was slapped in the face while he was in a trance. "Is this all you can do?" Meng Yuan put away the knife and said with a smile, "I wonder if this slap is in line with the Buddhist teachings of awakening the mind with a wake-up call?"

Li Zhenshan's left cheek was red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Meng Yuan.

He knew very well that if the two really fought, they would definitely use their magical powers, and if there was any noise, neither of them would end up in trouble.

"I just happened to learn the Spring Thunder. Would you like to give it a try?" Meng Yuan asked with a smile.

If the spring thunder sounds, everyone will know that the people from the Demon Suppression Bureau have arrived, and then there will be nothing for everyone to do.

Li Zhenshan gritted his teeth. He saw Mingyue had walked away and was looking at the distant scenery, as if he didn't care about this place.

"Give my regards to Aunt Ling for me." Meng Yuan said with a smile.

"Let me see how long you can laugh." Li Zhenshan did not dare to pester him. He gave Meng Yuan a fierce look and then walked away.

Meng Yuan didn't care about Li Zhenshan. He glanced at the platform again and saw that the three masters of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism only talked but did not take any action, so he felt that it was meaningless.

Coming to Mingyue, Meng Yuan sighed, "How can we accomplish anything great with this bunch of insects? Miss Mingyue, don't you think so?"

Mingyue glanced at Meng Yuan and said nothing.

"..."Meng Yuan had no temper.

There was nothing to do that day, Mingyue took a stroll and there seemed to be a smile on her face, but I don't know what bad intentions she had.

The next day, a sturdy white bear monster came over and asked, "Are you Meng Feiyuan?"

Who revealed my name? Meng Yuan frowned.

"Meng Feiyuan, can you help me?" asked the white bear monster.

"What's the matter?" Meng Yuan asked.

"My husband is promiscuous and has hooked up with many whores!" The white bear started to cry. "I heard that you are a gelder and a good fighter. Can you do me a favor? Capture my husband and castrate him."

"..." Meng Yuan's eyes widened and he asked, "Castration? Do you have children?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The white bear turned around, revealing the bamboo basket he was carrying and the heads of three little black bears.

Meng Yuan didn't really want to take this private job.

"I am willing to pay you with a great medicine!" The white bear demon said sincerely, "My husband and I are from the same clan, we are all white bears. His name is Master Bai. He has read a few lousy books, but he didn't learn anything good. He only learned how to seduce people..."

"Wait!" Meng Yuan raised his hand to stop him, and said, "Your husband is a white bear, and you are also a white bear. Why is your child a little dark? He doesn't look like you and your wife at all?"

The white bear demon was stunned for a moment, and said, "Maybe... maybe my husband eats too much soy sauce! I told him to eat less human food a long time ago, but he just wouldn't listen!"

"I can't take this job. Madam, please go find someone else!" Meng Yuan felt that the White Bear Demon's words were not entirely true, so it was better not to get involved.

Two days later, monsters came to ask for help from time to time, either asking for the price of castration or asking Meng Yuan to be their killer.

There are even a few who admire the prosperity of the world and want to have a romantic encounter with Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan was a gentleman who upheld his integrity and rejected all of them. However, he also inquired about a lot of information, but there was no serious news.

Two days later, it was July 7th.

The mountain was covered with heavy fog. Hulu Mountain is not low in elevation, so fog and clouds cannot last long. But when I woke up this morning, the sky was overcast again, and soon it started to rain, and then it got heavier and heavier.

"It does rain a lot in the mountains, but there's something wrong with the rain today." Mingyue kept looking up at the sky.

Meng Yuan had been holding the umbrella for Mingyue and asked curiously, "What's the difference?"

"The rain only falls around the bottom of Hulu Mountain, but not into the valley. Something is wrong." Mingyue warned carefully, "The Taoists have the art of praying for rain, and the Buddhists have the magic of bringing rain. You need to be careful."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw three gray wolves running up the mountain.

"The king has an order! The July 7th Taoist meeting will begin!" The leading gray wolf was more than one meter tall, carrying a long-handled knife on his shoulder. He shouted loudly and was very excited.

(End of this chapter)