What women care about most is their face, not to mention a woman like a beautiful woman who relies on her face to make her living. Miao Dabao grabbed three holes on the bridge of her nose, which was enough to make this woman crazy.

"Dear, are you okay... why do you care about your cat!" The middle-aged man said angrily to Yan Ning while holding the beautiful woman.

Yan Ning was originally a little apologized to them, but when he heard the beautiful woman calling Meow Dabao a bastard, he suddenly lost his favor and said lukewarmly: "My cat is spiritual and I can't listen to others calling it a bastard!"

When the beautiful woman heard this, she ignored the wound on her face and directly carried the Persian cat in her arms to Yan Ning and shouted sharply: "My Persian cat was brought by a friend from Persia. She spent more than 30,000 yuan to eat cat food imported from the Netherlands every meal. Can your wild cat compare with it?"

The Persian cat was carried in mid-air by the hostess, her eyes were filled with fear, and she kept meowing.

Yan Ning sneered: "No matter how noble the bloodline is, what's the point of being raised by a scumbag?"

Miao Dabao lay on Yan Ning's shoulder and nodded in agreement.

"You, you... are so angry!" The beautiful woman stomped her feet in her anger and threw the Persian cat out directly. Miao Dabao was a little pity and immediately jumped out and caught the Persian cat, but at least she didn't hurt it.

"Bao, good job!" Yan Ning said with a smile.

This time, the middle-aged man couldn't stand it anymore, so he went up and grabbed Yan Ning's collar and cursed: "You poor boy, do you know who I am?! Report your address to me, I will kill your whole family!"

"My family?" Yan Ning was not afraid at all, "The whole world is my family, do you want to kill all the world?"

"I'll beat you down first when you hear this!" The middle-aged man was furious and waved his fist and hit Yan Ning in the face.

Yan Ning was about to take action, but someone stopped the middle-aged man first, and saw a bronze-skinned arm blocking Yan Ning and blocking the middle-aged man's fist.

"Damn it, where did the bald monk come from? Isn't this the Taoist territory? What's the fun of the Buddhist bald monk?" The middle-aged son couldn't help but curse when he saw that a bald monk who stopped him.

The one who helped Yan Ning turned out to be a bald monk wearing a yellow cassock, a Buddhist bead and a staff. The monk was about forty years old and looked extremely young. Unfortunately, there was a scar on his left eye, which blinded him.

"Donor, Buddhism and Taoism are not divided. What's wrong with me coming to Longhu Mountain to learn the Taoist spirit?" The monk said politely.

"It's all my business to learn Taoism. Why do you stop me and beat this brat? Look at how his cat has grabbed my woman's face? How can you keep my face?!" the middle-aged man cursed.

The monk said slowly, "Don't be impatient, don't be impatient. I see what happened just now. It was the cat raised by this little friend who was wrong first, but I secretly think that you and your wife deserve it!"

"Is there any guilt worthy of sin? I think you deserve it! I will deal with you, the stinky monk, and then kill that stinky brat!"

The middle-aged man said, and wanted to attack the monk again, but he didn't expect the monk to take a step forward, raised his staff high, and hit the middle-aged man's head with a stick, directly hitting the man's head with blood. The man touched the blood on his head, and fainted as he rolled his eyes.

"Damn... this monk is a bit fierce!" Yan Ning couldn't help thinking.

"Amitabha, sins..." After the monk hit someone, he closed his eyes and recited the scriptures silently.

When the beautiful woman saw the middle-aged man fall down, she couldn't help but be frightened and took a few steps back and shouted: "Beat someone! The monk is hitting someone!"

The monk lowered his eyes and whispered: "This female donor, it's okay if you interfere in other people's families, but you're still holding the wallet given to you by this donor. If you want to continue making trouble, I can't control my mouth tightly..."

When the beautiful woman saw that the monk dared to threaten her, she couldn't help but feel guilty: "I don't understand what you are saying! What are you interfering with and keeping a young man?"

"If this really doesn't happen, just act like a lie. I will tell the donor later. As for whether it is true, let the donor take his own consideration..."

The monk still looked weak, as if he had no confidence in what he said, but his words made the beautiful woman feel extremely guilty.

In the end, the beautiful woman did not dare to pursue Yan Ning and others anymore, so she could only call silently and call someone to carry the middle-aged man away.

After the two left, Yan Ning clasped his hands together and bowed to the monk: "Thank you for your help!"

The monk had both hands and replied with a bow, smiling and said, "No need to thank me. Even if I don't take action, my friend will definitely get rid of them. I am shameless and pick up my friend's favor for nothing."

At this time, Zhuang Xiaoya and the other two walked over. When Tang Zixuan saw the monk, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Master Kong Yu?! Why are you here too!"

The great monk was Master Kongyu who was mentioned by Tang Zixuan. He saw him bow to Tang Zixuan and smiled and said, "After the invitation of the great master of Longhu Mountain, come to Longhu Mountain to watch the Luotian ceremony."

Zhuang Xiaoya whispered in Tang Zixuan's ear: "Who is this senior? She looks very powerful."

Tang Zixuan said: "He is the abbot of Nan Shaolin, Master Kongyu, and legend is the reincarnation of Bodhisattvas! Master Kongyu travels all over famous mountains and rivers in this life, saving all living beings, and has a good reputation!"

Kong Yu heard Tang Zixuan's words and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "It's just accumulating virtue and doing good deeds."

Yan Ning also had some respect for Kong Yu and asked, "Is Master Kong Yu alone?"

"Yes," Kong Yu nodded, "I just saw my friend's words and deeds in the parking lot, so I became interested in him. It happened that the monk was alone, so I wanted to make a companion with him and go to Longhu Mountain together."

Yan Ning was naturally happy and said immediately: "I am extremely honored to be able to walk with the master!"

Kongyu nodded and looked at Miao Dabao again.

After saving the Persian cat, Miao Dabao directly bit off the collar on the Persian cat's neck and watched it leave, he was feeling sad at this time.

"The lucky cat...what's its name?"

Yan Ning replied: "It's called Meow Dabao."

"What a blessing, so a blessing!" Monk Kongyu smiled and said, "Dabao, are you here to attend the Luotian Grand Ceremony? Are you trying to find your tribe members?"

Miao Dabao was slightly stunned and looked at Monk Kongyu in disbelief: "Master...how do you know? Do you know where my tribe members are?"

Kong Yu shook his head: "Sorry, I don't know."
Chapter completed!