Chaos Dao Sheng Jue

Chapter 301 The friendship between gentlemen

The sudden shout attracted everyone's attention.

Then a figure came over with a smile on his face. Wherever he went, people stepped aside to make way for him.

The man had red lips and white teeth, regular facial features, a crown on his head, a white robe, and a smile on his face. He gave people the feeling of a gentle and elegant young man.

When Zhao Chengzhi saw the visitor, he was pleasantly surprised. Qi Yutang and Yang Yunfei also smiled knowingly, their eyes full of gratitude.

Because no matter what, anyone who can stand up for themselves when they are in trouble deserves their gratitude.

"Where did you come from, you little brat, to dare to meddle in our Fourth Master's affairs? Do you want to die?"

Before Zhao Baosi could say anything, one of his men saw that the newcomer had only reached the great perfection of the fusion stage and immediately shouted loudly.

"Pa..." A slapping sound was heard, and it was Zhao Baosi who slapped his subordinate in the face.

"Fourth Master?" The subordinate immediately covered his face and said aggrievedly.

"Shut up! If you talk any more, I'll kill you!" Zhao Baosi yelled at his men.

Then he clasped his hands together, hurried over, and said to the young monk with an embarrassed smile:

"Hahahaha...it turns out to be Master Tong! I was so offended just now, Master Tong, please forgive me, I am here to apologize to you."

"Oh? You actually recognized me? Then I won't waste any more words. These are my friends. I want to take them away. Do you have any objection?"

The visitor smiled like a spring breeze, but his words were full of unquestionable meaning.

Then he walked around Zhao Baosi and went towards Zhao Chengzhi and others.

Zhao Baosi looked embarrassed and hesitant when he heard this. He was reluctant to let the duck that he had finally got fly away.

"What? Do you think that my cultivation level is not as high as yours, so what I say doesn't count?"

When the young monk saw that Zhao Baosi did not agree immediately, his expression changed immediately and he said in a cold voice.

"Uh... hehe... Master Tong, you misunderstood. Since these people are your friends, please do as you please."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Baosi said with some fear due to the other party's identity, then called his men and left reluctantly.

Seeing that there was nothing more to watch, the monks who were watching left one after another.

The small vendor had disappeared at this moment. No one knew when he slipped away quietly, and he didn't even take the talisman on the ground.

"Brother Tong!" When the young monk approached him, Zhao Chengzhi bowed and smiled with an embarrassed look on his face.

Yang Yunfei and Qi Yutang also bowed and greeted with a somewhat stiff smile.

Because the person who came was none other than the young monk Tong Minghong, who was attracted by Zhao Chengzhi's poem "Linjiangxian" which inspired him to write on the Beichen River.

At that time, Tong Minghong and Zhao Chengzhi got along well with each other because of poetry, and they hit it off right away, so he invited them to have a drink together.

As a result, Yang Yunfei and others, knowing that they were short of money and had complicated thoughts, directly refused.

But who could have thought that when several people in Xiling City were in trouble, Tong Minghong would actually stand up.

And judging from Zhao Baosi's attitude, it is obvious that this Brother Tong must be an extraordinary person.

"Hahaha...Brother Zhao! Brother Yang! Brother Qi! I never thought that I could meet you again in Xiling City. Let's go! Let's go have a drink. Don't refuse me this time!"

Tong Minghong bowed to Yang Yunfei and others and smiled generously.

"Hehehe... Since Brother Tong has such a kind intention, we would certainly not refuse it. We would like to take this opportunity to thank Brother Tong for saving us."

Zhao Chengzhi said with a smile, and Yang Yunfei and Qi Yutang echoed him.

"Hehehe... It's just a small favor, not worth mentioning. Just have a few more drinks later.

Just last time, I was inspired by Brother Zhao's poems and wrote a beautiful poem. I hope you will appreciate it later."

When Tong Minghong thought of the poem he had written, he immediately couldn't wait to share it with a few people.

"Hahaha...Okay! Okay! Then let's go." Zhao Chengzhi said with a smile.

Not long after the few people left, the small vendor came back quietly, packed up his things in a hurry, and fled the area directly.

Yang Yunfei and others were invited by Tong Minghong again. They felt that the other party was a truly generous person, and they couldn't help feeling ashamed.

Especially Yang Yunfei, who said last time that if you are in different circles, you shouldn't force yourself to squeeze in. Now he feels that he has been a villain in vain. He secretly decides to drink a few more glasses with Tong Minghong and apologize at the same time.

Next, under the leadership of Tong Minghong, Yang Yunfei and others came to Lingxi Building, a well-known restaurant in Xiling City, rented a private room, and sat down one after another.

Because Tong Minghong was quite hospitable, he gave the initiative of ordering dishes to Yang Yunfei. As a result, Yang Yunfei tried to order some more expensive dishes to express his apology.

Among them are: bear paws, wild abalone, colorful lobsters, pearl chicken wings and so on.

When Zhao Chengzhi heard the names of these dishes, he secretly kicked Yang Yunfei and stared at him with narrowed eyes, as if to say:

"You're crazy! You ordered such expensive dishes. Aren't those spirit stones used for business? If you spend them all, how are you going to survive in the future?"

Yang Yunfei and the others had known each other for many years, so he could naturally read Zhao Chengzhi's eyes. After rolling his eyes at him, he shook his head gently, as if to say, "I know what's going on, so don't worry about it."

When Qi Yutang heard about these dishes, his eyes lit up because these were his favorites.

After all the dishes were served, Yang Yunfei took the lead in using his spiritual sense to control the wine jug to pour wine for several people.

"Come on! Brother Tong! I won't say much, everything depends on the wine, I'll drink first as a sign of respect."

Yang Yunfei raised his glass high and drank it all in one gulp, looking very generous.

"Hahaha... Brother Yang, you are so polite. I, Tong Minghong, will accept your favor."

Tong Minghong also drank it all in one gulp without any hesitation.

Then the few of them toasted each other and soon became more familiar with each other.

When men get together at the dinner table, they talk about dreams, reality, regrets and beauties.

As the saying goes, "Birds of a feather flock together."

After several conversations, Yang Yunfei, Qi Yutang and Zhao Chengzhi were surprised to find that Tong Minghong's personality was very much to their liking and they were simply like-minded.

Tong Minghong also discovered this, so they all felt that they had met too late, and they were willing to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood to call each other brothers.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the atmosphere in the private room was very harmonious, and bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time.

"Hahaha... Brother Tong! You... you just said... that you were inspired and wrote a beautiful poem. Can you read it out to cheer us up while we're all happy?"

Zhao Chengzhi smiled happily.

Because none of them used their true energy to dispel the effects of the alcohol, Zhao Chengzhi's eyes were a little blurry and he felt like his tongue was tied when he spoke.

"Yes! Brother Tong! We are waiting for your masterpiece. Come on! Let's drink this glass of wine and appreciate Brother Tong's masterpiece together. Hahahaha... I am so happy today."

Qi Yutang raised his glass unsteadily and laughed, looking quite drunk.

"Hehehe... Tong... Brother Tong, please start your performance." Yang Yunfei said with his eyes half drunken, and at the same time raised his glass, ready to toast everyone again.

“Hahaha…Okay! Then…then I’ll be a clown…hehehe…I’ll make a fool of myself.”

Tong Minghong smiled with a red face. He was the kind of person who would get embarrassed when drinking.

Yang Yunfei and others looked at Tong Minghong expectantly...