Chapter 200 Let’s talk about being stoic

Chapter 200 Let’s talk about being stoic

"Miss Xiaoqian... No, Mrs. Xiaoqian, how can it be more exciting for you to marry a woman?"

Liao Wenjie winked, adhering to the good habit of scholars asking questions if they don't understand: "If it's not troublesome, please elaborate on the mystery. I don't read much, so I can't understand it very well."

"Mr. Cui, our love can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. It is a little secret between the two of us. It would be meaningless to say it."

Xiaoqian lay next to Liao Wenjie's ear and continued to blow the fragrance. At the same time, she turned his hand and pressed it on her chest: "Listen to the slave family's thoughts. Because you are so restless and can't give up, you are afraid that it will turn into a mess." It’s hard to sleep well tonight.”

"It's true or false, I don't believe it."

Liao Wenjie took out his hand that had accidentally slipped into his shirt, listened as he was told, was pragmatic and pragmatic, and leaned over to listen.

"Then you have to listen carefully..."

Holding Liao Wenjie's head, Xiaoqian's dizzy eyes flashed with a hint of coldness. The scholar was not a good scholar. Judging from the posture of hitting the snake with a stick, he must have harmed women from good families in the past. Giving it to grandma can be considered as a way to eliminate the people. harmed.

After a while, Liao Wenjie raised his head and shook his head with a serious face: "Mrs. Xiaoqian, I heard that your hands and feet are cold, your heart is weak and your blood is weak. The previous sound of the piano was depressed and anxious, which is also proof of an empty mind. If I am not wrong, you The bones in your body are so weak, it must be caused by overindulgence..."

He grabbed Xiaoqian's hand and said sincerely: "Why should a beautiful woman debase herself? Even if your life after marriage is not satisfactory, it is not without a way out. There is still a long way to go in life. Divorce your unreliable husband and find another one." Isn’t it wonderful to have the company of a loved one!”

"???"

Xiaoqian was shocked when she heard this, and suspected that her ears had heard it wrong, or that the scholar was actually a good...

"Sit tight and I'll listen again and see what else I can hear."

Damn it, this is a pervert, a bastard who still cares about money and wants to have both people and money.

Xiaoqian rolled her eyes, becoming more determined to win over Liao Wenjie, and said plaintively: "Mr. Cui, you misunderstood. My hands and feet are cold because I have been infected with the wind and cold in the past two days, so I don't have any indulgence... You are really, why? Can you say this to a woman?"

"Okay, you Xion... you are so fierce, you will do whatever you say."

"When did I become so fierce?"

After listening to the heartbeat for a while, Liao Wenjie raised his head, his serious face still calm and relaxed. Xiaoqian felt contempt in her heart and looked sad. She hesitated and said: "Mr. Cui, although I have met you for the first time tonight, I admire you for your righteousness and integrity. A rare good man, so... if my husband's family and I are torn apart, and I have nothing left but tens of millions of dollars in wealth, will you be willing to take care of my duckweed root?"

"Of course I am willing."

Liao Wenjie blurted out, and then shook his head: "No, Mrs. Xiaoqian, it is not appropriate to say such things now. When you really break off your marriage to your husband's family, we can talk about it again."

"Then tonight..."

Xiaoqian leaned on Liao Wenjie's shoulder like a cat, with a flash of shyness on her face. She raised her hand to draw circles on his chest: "Good times and beautiful scenery bring lovers, don't you want to do something else, sir?"

"Mrs. Xiaoqian, respect yourself!"

Liao Wenjie shook his head, and when he saw Xiaoqian's face full of contempt, he smiled and took out his hand: "It's hard to control myself because of my beauty. It's my fault. Okay, let's talk about being stoic. I've read a few interesting books. Do you want to hear it?"

"OK."

"Okay then, Fudo Myoyo's curse to cast down the devil or the curse to purify the world, which one do you want to hear?"

"..."

I don’t want to hear any of them!

A flash of panic flashed across Xiaoqian's face. If you pick any one of the two sutras of Buddhism and Taoism, you can hear her true colors revealed.

"Master Cui, this is too stoic. Please recite poems for me!"

"also."

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On the other side, after Liao Wenjie arrived at the Lakeside Pavilion, Xiaoqing came to Lanruo Temple with a gloomy look on her face. She looked at the empty house on the right and became more and more unconvinced as she thought about it.

Again, why are the scholars all Xiaoqian's, and when it's her turn she only has a beard?

Bang bang bang!

In the house, Yan Chixia heard a knock on the door and opened her eyes in surprise. Did the female ghost outside the house knock on the wrong door?

Also, if this female ghost is in Lanruo Temple, who is it that plays the piano to lure Liao Wenjie away?

"Strong man, is the strong man in the house?"

"I came to see the scholar next door. His room was empty. Do you know where he went?"

"Strong man..."

Yan Chixia curled her lips, probably understanding something. He was too lazy to pay more attention, but Xiaoqing opened the door without knowing whether to live or die.

"oops!"

The door suddenly opened, Xiaoqing pretended not to know, fell down with a sweet voice, and looked very disheveled.

She put her hands on the ground, showing her wealth, and looked at Yan Chixia who was sitting cross-legged in the room, secretly thinking that he really was a bearded man, old and ugly, not even as good as a scholar's toes.

"Strong man, I seem to have sprained my foot. Can you come over and give me a hand?"

"Hmph, you are a demon who doesn't know how to live or die. You dare to show off in front of the Taoist master. Open your eyes and see clearly. Is the sword in my hand sharp?"

Thunder roared in his ears, and every word shook his mind like thunder. Xiaoqing turned pale and fell to the ground, looking at Yan Chixia again in fear.

He was still sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, motionless, as if someone else had just spoken.

Obviously not, the sword box is opened, and a thin wisp of dusty sword energy is lingering, as hazy as mist. In Xiao Qing's eyes, it is a murderous intention. Just one unsheath will make her soul fly away.

"roll!"

Thunder exploded in her ears, Xiaoqing's body flew out and fell into the yard with a thud. She was so panicked that she rang the silver bell on her ankle before she had time to think.

Every female ghost in the flower house has a small bell on her foot. Unlike ordinary women who wear it to ward off evil spirits and ward off evil, they wear bells to summon the tree demon grandma.

Whenever he catches a passer-by and does something exciting and happy, he rings the bell. When grandma hears it, she will lick her tongue and come over to eat the hot food.

Of course, ringing the bell also means asking for help.

Swish, swish, swish!

The bell rang, and Yan Chixia, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, was awakened by the strong evil spirit. She suddenly opened her eyes and flashed two golden lights.

In an instant, he figured out the key point. The female ghost was kept in captivity by monsters and seduced passers-by in the mountains. The mummies that Liao Wenjie found in the house did not die at the hands of the female ghost, but were sucked dry by the monsters.

"Well done!"

Yan Chixia shouted loudly, waved her hand and raised her sword energy, tearing the door apart with a roar, and rushed towards Xiaoqing.

At first, he thought that the female ghost could only seek yang energy, so he didn't bother to deal with it. Now, knowing that these female ghosts are accomplices in murder, whether they are active or forced, he will no longer show mercy.

"Grandma, save me!"

At this moment, a huge fleshy vine jumped out of the ground and protected Xiao Qing from behind before the sword energy shot through him.

The surface of the flesh vine is uneven, red and black, secreting dark green viscous juice. When the sword energy penetrates it, a large area of ​​disgusting smelly liquid suddenly splashes out.

Xiaoqing recovered from her panic and did not dare to stay where she was for a long time. Her body turned invisible and disappeared into the courtyard.

"You have appeared in front of me, where do you want to go?"

Yan Chixia narrowed her eyes slightly, not afraid of the huge flesh vine rolled up in front of her. She took out the seven soul-locking needles she carried with her, turned them into seven rays of golden light, pierced the air, formed a seven-star formation, and nailed them to the flesh vine. .

boom! boom! boom---

Seven explosions sounded at the same time, with a power comparable to cracking a mountain and cracking rocks. The fleshy vines were exploded so that their juices flew out, and most of them broke off and fell to the ground, turning into withered tree roots.

"Ahhhh!!"

Screams rang out, and the flesh vines dived into the ground. Immediately afterwards, the ground of Lanruo Temple shook, as if something huge was moving underground.

"What a powerful monster. It can avoid my eyes. I want to see where you can run."

Yan Chixia picked up the sword box and long bow on her back, jumped up, stood on the roof of Lanruo Temple, watched in all directions, and finally rushed towards the east.

In the woods, his nose trembled, he stopped chasing, and suddenly raised his hand to pat the sword box.

The sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring was loud, the air buzzed continuously, and the divine sword was unsheathed, shining golden light in the dark night.

"The sword transforms into thousands, and the divine weapons of wind and fire are like laws and regulations!"

The sword light soared into the sky, and as Yan Chixia turned her hand and pressed down, it drew an arc in the sky, rumbled and hit the ground, and all of them were submerged in it.

The mountain forest trembled, Yan Chixia narrowed her eyes slightly, drew her bow and arrow to look for the true form of the tree demon grandma.

"Stinky Taoist, Lanruo Temple is my territory for hundreds of miles. When you enter my gate, you don't bow to me as a sign of respect, but you also want to kill my maid. Do you really think that because of your powerful magic, you can do whatever you want?"

The mixed voices of men and women came from all directions, and every tree and grass swayed with the sound. For those who didn't know, they thought it was the mountain god here talking.

"Ah, who do you think you are? You dare to ask me to give you a blessing? Are you worthy? I will kill you by shortening your life!"

Yan Chixia looked around and couldn't find the body of the tree demon grandma. She put down her bow and arrow and cursed: "Listen carefully. From now on, Lanruo Temple will be my Yan Chixia's territory. If you don't accept it, , when we show up, let’s make a few gestures to see who has the bigger fist.”

"It's too much!"

"Laughing to death, who do you think you are? Are you a human being?"

Yan Chixia held a sword in her hand and said arrogantly: "Listen to me, I can't find your true body for a while, but if you have the ability, just be a coward for the rest of your life and see who can survive who!"

Then you will definitely not be able to survive me. The three generations of abbots of Lanruo Temple have not survived me!

Grandma was full of hatred. She knew that one of the two tigers would be injured when they fought. She didn’t want to get into a pointless fight with Yan Chixia, so she changed her tone and said, “Smelly Taoist priest, please listen to me. Jinghua is a good monster and never kills innocent people indiscriminately..."

"Don't do this. What's going on with the mummy in the backyard of Lanruo Temple? You didn't suck it dry. Could it be that it was sunbaked to death?"

"They are all deserving of death. Although I kill, I never kill indiscriminately. Among the passers-by, most of the people I killed were ruthless people in the world..."

Grandma said righteously: "I dare not claim to do justice for heaven, but I have a clear conscience. To put it bluntly, I am actually doing a good deed by killing them!"

"Ah, you are the only one who kills in return. Why are you so shameless!"