C119 True and False Taoists(part I)
C119 True and False Taoists(part I)
Qin Yun smiled at Wu Qinglan and said, "He's the strongest person I've seen in the Cultivation."
"If you hadn't told me earlier, I would have been embarrassed in front of an expert." Wu Qing Lan complained.
"How would I know without him? You've never been in a relationship, and you've even crippled the person chasing you." Qin Yun laughed.
"It was an accident." Wu Qinglan quickly explained.
At this moment, there was a commotion coming from afar. Qin Yun and Wu Qing Lan took a look and realized that Cao Kangcheng had been chased out by a bloke with dyed yellow hair.
"Why are you guys like this? Isn't this old Daoist just wearing slovenly clothes? How can I not enter?" Cao Kangcheng said to the yellow-hair.
"I've seen a beggar like you too many times. Today is the birthday of our Dao Lord, take the money and scram." After saying that, the waiter fished out ten yuan from his pocket and threw it in front of Cao Kangcheng.
Although Cao Kangcheng was dressed sloppily, he didn't expect that he would be treated as a beggar and was about to step forward to argue.
Who would have thought that the yellow-hair would push Cao Kangcheng away and say, "You stinky beggar, it's still not enough to give you ten yuan. You're looking for a beating, right?" As he spoke, he raised his fist.
Just as his fist was about to land on Cao Kangcheng's face, Qin Yun grabbed it. "If you have something to say, just say it. Why must you make a move?"
"Who the f * ck are you!?" "How dare you interfere with laozi's business!" When the blonde saw Qin Yun grab his fist, he opened his mouth and snorted at Qin Yun.
Qin Yun was originally in a good mood. When he heard the yellow-hair's words, he immediately frowned. "Did you eat sh * t? Your mouth isn't that clean!"
Then, the hand holding yellow-hair's fist exerted a little more force, causing yellow-hair to feel as if his fist had become deformed. A wave of pain assaulted him, and beads of sweat started to appear on his forehead as he continuously shouted, "Let go of me if you dare, we're going to fight one on one."
"1v1? "Alright." Qin Yun sneered as he flung the hand that was grabbing the yellow hair to the side, throwing the yellow hair to the side.
With a flip, the yellow-hair crawled up from the ground and rubbed his aching fist. He knew that he was no match for Qin Yun.
Therefore, he shouted at Qin Yun, "If you have the guts, wait here." With that, he turned around and walked towards the restaurant.
"Hey, don't go. Didn't you say we were going to duel?" The yellow haired man continued running into the restaurant without looking back.
"Come, Senior, let's go in to eat." Qin Yun said to Cao Kangcheng before striding into the restaurant that the yellow-hair ran into.
"Alright." Cao Kangcheng agreed and followed Qin Yun inside.
"Both of you, wait for me for a moment." Wu Qing Lan followed behind him.
After entering the restaurant, Qin Yun pulled over a chair and sat down. Wu Qinglan sat beside Qin Yun, ready to watch the commotion.
After Cao Kangcheng came in, he carelessly picked up a longevity peach from the table and carelessly rubbed it twice against his daoist robe. Then, he started to eat it. As he ate, he said: "Where did you buy this peach? Why is it so sweet?"
Just as he finished his peach and was about to take out his second one, the yellow-haired man from before walked down from the second floor with five or six burly men behind him.
"Old beggar, put that longevity peach over there!" The yellow-hair shouted at Cao Kangcheng.
"I'm not letting go, what can you do to me!"
"You …" The yellow-hair did not dare to do anything. That was because Qin Yun was sitting beside Cao Kangcheng, looking at him with a deadpan expression.
"Fifth brother, it's them. They beat me up just now. I didn't expect that they would come to cause trouble after eating the Dao Lord's longevity peach buns." The yellow-hair said to the man behind him.
When the burly man heard the yellow-hair's words, he shouted at Qin Yun, "You dare to cause trouble on the Dao Lord's birthday, are you f * cking tired of living?"
"You're right, I really don't want to live anymore." Qin Yun said indifferently.
"Fifth brother, look. I already told you that they're here to cause trouble, right?" The yellow-hair added fuel to the fire.
"Cripple him!" The man called Fifth Brother waved his hand at the people beside him. They screamed and charged at Qin Yun.
Qin Yun kicked the table in front of him, sending it flying. It landed heavily on top of the group that was charging at him.
Those people were sent flying by the table Qin Yun kicked over. They lay on the ground and wailed.
"I was wondering why you would dare to make trouble at the Taoist's birthday banquet. It looks like you do have some skills after all!" Brother Wu roared as he picked up a chair and threw it at Qin Yun.
From the way fifth brother threw the chair at him, Qin Yun could tell that he was a martial artist. Although he was not very strong, he was definitely an 'expert' in the eyes of ordinary people.
The chair quickly came to a stop in front of Qin Yun as Qin Yun reached out his hand gently to catch the chair that was thrown at him. He grunted softly and said, "Here it is!"
Then, with a sudden push of his hand, the chair was thrown towards the man with the sound of whistling wind.
The man looked at the chair flying over, but his body could not avoid it. He could only cross his arms in front of his chest, preparing to take the blow head on.
"Clang!" With a bang, the chair heavily smashed into that person's body, turning into pieces that floated in the air. That person was sent flying by the chair, crashing into a large table and chairs.
That fifth brother stood up from the ground in a sorry state. At this moment, his two arms were completely out of control and he was barely supporting himself with his legs.
The gaze she used on Qin Yun no longer contained the arrogance she had previously. She was so frightened that she retreated far away.
Then, the fifth brother yelled at the yellow-hair, who was just watching, "Yellow-hair, what the f * ck are you standing there for? Attack!"
"Fifth brother, I still have some things to do at home. I'll be leaving first." The yellow-hair saw that the situation was not looking good and ran out of the restaurant.
"Come back here, you coward!" Fifth brother called out to yellow-hair.
However, the yellow-hair was determined to run. He did not even turn his head around, and just as he was running for his life, he accidentally fell on the table leg and threw a dog on the hard marble floor.
Without any suspense, the yellow-hair's front teeth fell off, and he immediately covered his mouth as he screamed miserably.
"Who dares to make a ruckus at my birthday banquet?" A strange voice came from upstairs.
Qin Yun followed the voice and looked over. An old man with white hair and a luxurious Daoist robe walked down from upstairs. He held a long horsetail whisk in his hand and there were two decent little Daoists following behind him.
Fifth brother, who was conversing with Qin Yun, said when he saw the old man, "Dao Lord, why have you come down?"
"You're making such a big fuss out of it, did you wake me up already?" The Dao Lord said in a weird voice as he looked at the wailing yellow-hair.
"From the looks of it, this Dao Lord is also a fortune-teller." Cao Kangcheng said to the Dao Lord while eating his longevity peach buns.