"Mr. Liang, you have a strong spirit ~ ~ if you don''t have 3000 guests, who will believe in Lingjun ~ ~" the three people who came in with a thousand smiles chanted poems in cadence as a cool background music.


    The three of them are really unique.


    The one on the left was wearing a suit of clothes sewn together as a whole. From a distance, it was like a curtain. The square boxes were colorful and peony patterns. Walking on the road was like a cutting board with its own colorful meat, which surprised everyone.


    The middle one was wearing a white lined black coat and black trousers, and a strange black hat on his head. If Li Mengyao didn''t admit it, it seems that this dress is from the West. It seems to be called "dress"? He also wore a Western monocle with a transparent chain on his face. She used to dress up like this when she saw ocean envoys from far west with the emperor.


    Compared with the strange clothes of the two, the one on the right is much more low-key. He is wearing a simple and simple standard robe, which should be the clothes of the ceremony and music supervisor.


    Compared with Mei qianxiao, who used a cool and handsome poem as the background music for their appearance, they didn''t listen to it at all. Instead, they generated their own background music in their own brain


    The most beautiful is the red sunset... Warm and calm


    Because none of them is an old man over 60 years old!! This is still low to say, look at them, they are full of wrinkles left by the vicissitudes of life. No one is 70 or 80 years old!


    Oh, sir, you walk slowly. It''s not stipulated that you must come in side by side. It''s not more handsome... Look at the uncle wearing curtain frame, it''s jammed... The clothes on half of your shoulders are concave. Your clothes are really sewn with curtains!


    Li Mengyao didn''t even see it.


    Yes, this dress is really made by meiqianxiao temporarily... If he doesn''t change his clothes, meiqianxiao is afraid that others will see his identity... His background is too big, and it''s hard to justify it when it is exposed.


    Anyway, most artists have to dress in fashion. They don''t know what fashion is. It''s something that ordinary people can''t understand and embarrass themselves... So he sneaked into the warehouse of Gongwei company last night and found a bundle of cloth covered with two kilograms of ash. I don''t know how many years Li Mengyao would rather sell the house than take it out. He sewed such a sandwich curtain out


    This one is actually pretty good, but his clothes are strange and he doesn''t have much modification on his face. After all, people running and jumping in the Jianghu don''t remember what he looks like for a long time, and then this body directly makes everyone think he is a psycho. Ah, bah, they can basically fool him by thinking he is a performance artist.


    The most troublesome thing is the old man in dress.


    He got the dress and the single lens from a guy from the west before. He didn''t take them out because he didn''t fit. He just asked him to change them. Anyway, this kind of dress and single mirror have long flowed into the Central Plains through Nanyang or western regions. Although it is still rare, it is not surprising.


    After wearing this, Mei qianxiao didn''t know who he was. Then he tied his long gray beard with an elegant gentleman''s bow and painted several knife scars on his face. Such a mess guaranteed that no one could recognize him


    The three are all dying elders. They are used to the calmness of the world, which makes them look very calm. However, after the three of them entered the living room, they immediately pulled their eyebrows and smiled sleeves, pointed to the old man in dress and shouted: "ah, brother Mei, isn''t this an old monk who often sweeps the floor at the door of the Sutra Pavilion on our Shaoshi mountain!"


    Hey! My self-confidence was recognized in less than three seconds!!


    Calm down, brother should calm down... Meiqianxiao took out a black object from his pocket and held it in his mouth. He deeply sucked the moldy smell that had not been used for a long time... This thing is a suit of dress and single mirror. It''s called a pipe, but brother forgot to give it to him and didn''t know how to use it. Anyway, the man used to put it in his mouth and pout


    Xingchuan has unique insight. He knows people but not faces. He knows the body shape... So the exterior can''t deceive him. But from his hesitant tone, it can be seen that Xingchuan hasn''t seen the old man much, so he can still fool him.


    "What are you talking about, old monk?" asked Meiqian with a smile.


    "An old monk with a white beard often sweeps the floor at the entrance of the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple. I have passed there twice. I greet him and ignore people, but when I walk, I always feel something rubbing my earlobe. When I look back, only the old monk is sweeping the floor. This old man is very much like the old monk sweeping the floor!"


    Yes, this is the sweeping monk who sweeps the floor at the gate of your Sutra Pavilion... Now there is a very serious problem


    "You said something rubbed your earlobe, is it the left ear or the right ear?" eyebrow asked sternly with a smile.


    "Right!"


    Hoo... Fortunately, what I like to rub is the left, and there will be no problem of asymmetric ear length in the future.


    "There''s no money to laugh, so you invited an old monk who specializes in sweeping the floor in Shaolin Temple?" Li Mengyao can certainly hear their dialogue. As a conductor, he has to supervise to avoid too much laughter. "Is it too much for you to invite a sweeping monk to teach music?"


    Well, very good. Li Mengyao didn''t know who was sweeping the floor at the door of the Sutra Pavilion. She smiled with a sigh of relief.


    Some people, after practicing martial arts to be invincible in the world, like to retire and become coaches; Some people, after their martial arts are invincible in the world, like to retire to engage in hygiene... Radishes and vegetables have their own love, and the floor sweeping monk is the latter.


    At present, few people in the Jianghu know this retired person for a long time... At least an old ghost at the level of his master knows that retired monks such as floor sweepers are the most abnormal existence of Shaolin Temple.


    This time, Mei qianxiao invited him over just to make up for his shortcomings. The upper limit of travel pass is very high. As long as you make up for the shortcomings, you will be the one who has made the most rapid progress among the three.


    He paid a lot to invite the sweeping monk out of the mountain... The old fox is also a man who eats people and doesn''t spit bones. Brother de promised to help him recover a remnant of the master of Dharma, and the disciples of Shaolin temple came out to teach him, not counting the self-taught skills, so he agreed.


    In fact, there are no missing pages in the remnant, but many pages are broken and can''t be seen clearly. Many contents need to be restored to really take shape.


    The people of the highest Research Institute in the Dharma Hall of Shaolin Temple have spent many years restoring this broken book, but the words in it are raw and difficult to understand, and the images don''t treat people as people, and the action is extremely anti-human. Several eminent monks imitated the movements inside and tried to practice. As a result, they were all broken or mentally disabled. They were sent to the nursing home in advance... In short, the evil door was very bad.


    Based on his youth and strength, the foundation of Yi Jin Jing and the great movement of heaven and earth, he was not easy to get possessed, so he became the best partner to restore the book.


    Mei qianxiao didn''t refuse and promised without saying a word.


    In the past, he paid off the debt for the master''s theft of Yi Jin Jing, which was discovered by the old guys of Shaolin. He has gone to Shaolin Temple to restore a set of palm techniques for them. He has experience in this kind of thing. This set of powerful Vajra palm of Shaolin temple that he knows now was taught by them to restore more advanced palm techniques at that time. This kind of internal secret can''t be spread out. Many temples in Shaolin Temple don''t know about it, let alone ordinary disciples below. When others saw him use his powerful Vajra palm, they thought he stole it


    Injustice... He doesn''t want to learn. How about being forced!


    Look at those old monks who made trouble when he left. They took out 70 or 80 broken copies and asked him for help. Meiqianxiao now thinks back, they all doubt that the master can steal the Yi Jin Jing and learn it for him. Did these old monks set up a game more than 20 years ago!


    It''s far away. The top priority is to keep the identity of the sweeping monk confidential


    "Cough, how could he be a monk in Shaolin Temple? Xingchuan hasn''t seen the old monk for a few eyes. He must admit his mistake." Meiqian smiled, slapped Xingchuan''s face and pushed him back. The adult said, don''t worry about small basin friends... Then he moved to Li Mengyao''s side, patted his chest and introduced the sweeping monk very solemnly, "This is the most outstanding contemporary drummer from the western regions... Nicknamed as the cracker drummer who will collapse every day and crack the ground... His name is -- Gela bang bang!!"


    People are surprised. Why do today''s musicians have their own rhythm?