The horse was in pain and suddenly accelerated and ran forward.

The horse's hooves kicked up thousands of dust, fascinating the eyes of passers-by, and when the dust and fog cleared, only Luo's shallow back remained.

The people along the way took a sip and scolded: "What kind of evil did Lord Luo Hou create, giving birth to such a granddaughter who is flying and domineering and has no one in his eyes?"

At this point, the people of the capital have a new after-dinner conversation, on the inheritance of the family's fine traditions - taking Pingyang Houfu Luo Qianqian as an example.

Of course, it's the opposite of the textbook.

So much so that after Luo Binyang and Luo Binhe came back, they explained that they had soft mouths and beat people until they were soft.

Lanruo Temple.

The little monk led them into a secluded courtyard at the back, the little monk was not very old, but he was handsome, and he said respectfully to the two: "Please wait a while, the two donors will come when they are done." ”

After speaking, the little monk saluted the two and slowly left the courtyard.

This broke Luo Qianqian's cognition of monks, she thought that monks were generally mediocre or extremely ugly, but when she looked at the little monk, she still couldn't react.

Realizing that her eyes had been on the handsome little monk, Xiao Cheng stood at the door, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Although the host and I are somewhat familiar, that thing is precious, and he doesn't necessarily give it. ”

Luo Qianqian was suddenly stunned, and asked rhetorically: "Didn't you say you could handle it? Are you kidding me?"

She went all the way and told her this?

Fortunately, she didn't like to rely on men for everything, so she thought of countermeasures before she came.

Xiao Cheng didn't feel that what he was doing was wrong, and after a while, the host came and walked directly towards him.

The host's face was blocked by him, revealing only a smooth white head, and the skin at the hairline had obvious color difference, as if he had just shaved his head.

"Lord of the Flower City, the poor monks of the east and west are ready. ”

He has a clear voice, a strong voice, a young man, and strong martial arts.

Luo Qianqian walked around, and when she looked at the abbot, she thought that she had traveled into the anime, the abbot was twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a pair of narrow and deep eyes under the thick eyebrows, and the light in the eyes was bright and sharp, like the wolf king of the wolf pack.

But at the moment, he lowered his eyebrows in front of Xiao Cheng and was pleasing to his eyes, but he always gave Luo Qianqian an illusion of forbearance and hibernation, dangerous and powerful.

At this moment, he just reined in his sharp teeth, but if he really made a move, Luo Qianqian felt that his experience in his past and present lives combined, he couldn't dodge ten moves.

It happened that Xiao Cheng looked back at her at this time and saw the jealousy in her eyes.

"Shallow, this is Master Zangfeng, Zangfeng, this is the Hou Fuluo girl I told you before. ”

Zang Feng, ten years of Zang Feng was silent, once out of the sheath to move the ghosts.

He is like a sharp blade, always revealing extreme danger.

"I've seen Master Zang Feng in a shallow way. Luo saluted politely, but his palms were sweating nervously.

Zang Feng glanced at Luo Qian, smiled gently, and said: "The poor monk has heard the eldest prince talk about Miss Luo many times, and he is full of praise for Miss Luo. ”

Only then did Luo Qianqian realize that when Zang Feng laughed, he lost the sharpness and deterrence when he didn't laugh just now, and he became much more honest, and the stubble on his chin had been saved for a few days, and there was a little vicissitudes in his maturity.

Xiao Cheng waited for her reaction, but he didn't expect her to look at Zang Feng, can he look as good as him?

"Zang Feng, didn't you tell me a few days ago that after the presiding officer passed away, he would leave a relic?"

Zang Feng glanced at Luo Qianqian, and said with a sad face: "The relics are sacred relics of the Buddhist family, although I am not presiding, but I can't be the master of the gods and Buddhas in this temple." ”

"In that case," Xiao Cheng said as he looked at Luo's shallow expression, but saw that she quietly breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was relieved.

No way, as a modern person in a civilized society in the 21st century, she knows that the so-called relics are a thing, and she can't give it to her grandmother if she gives it to her.

At the moment when Luo Qianqian was distracted, Xiao Cheng handed Zang Feng a look.

Zang Feng spoke again, "But the poor monk got a string of Buddhist beads by chance, it is said that it came from the Western Regions, if Miss Luo wants this thing, the poor monk can endure the pain and cut his love." ”

"Thank you, Master!"

Luo Qianqian didn't think about it, and responded directly, the Buddha is more important in the Western Regions, if she gives her grandmother a string of Buddhist beads, she also likes it.

Zang Feng was choked by Luo Qian, and then looked at Xiao Cheng inquiringly, what should I do next?

Xiao Cheng's eyes were blank, and I didn't know.

Both of them were quiet for a while, leaving Luo Qianqian relieved.

Seeing that Zang Feng did not move, she hurriedly added: "I will not take this thing for nothing, whether it is a gold promise, as long as it is within a reasonable range, I will be satisfied." ”

Hearing the promise, Zang Feng moved, Xiao Cheng's slightly stiff body relaxed, the two quietly looked at each other, Xiao Cheng suddenly exclaimed: "Zang Feng, didn't I exchange this string of Buddhist beads with you with twenty acres of land, are you afraid that you have forgotten?"

Zang Feng's sharp eyes flashed slightly, and he explained: "Miss Luo, for the sake of grandmother, the left and right things are to be given to the old lady, why don't you do a personal favor to the flower city lord and give it to Miss Luo?"

Luo Qian frowned secretly: "Master, did the eldest prince really exchange twenty acres of land with you for Buddha beads?"

How did she feel that the two of them seemed to be fooling her temporarily.

Xiao Cheng's handsome face suddenly enlarged, and the peach blossom eyes that were close at hand rippled, and he said aggrievedly: "Qian'er, you don't believe me." ”

"I ......"

Luo Qianqian's breathing was not smooth when she was stared at by Xiao Cheng's pair of wave-bearing and charged eyes, and the amplitude of her chest rose and fell greater, and she couldn't say a word under Xiao Cheng's focused gaze.

Then Xiao Cheng suddenly got up, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Since this is the case, then the main hall will find another thing to use as a birthday gift, Qian'er, you have to remember what you said today." ”

What else did Luo Qianqian say, she had nothing to say, especially when Xiao Cheng deliberately used his face to seduce her.

Looking at the little girl who fled in the wilderness, Xiao Cheng laughed.

Zang Feng on the side shook his head, "If I meet you, it will be considered unlucky for the Luo family girl." ”

Xiao Cheng didn't care, and looked at Luo Qianqian's beautiful back with appreciation, "Many times, as soon as you believe in fate, fate will give you unexpected surprises, Zang Feng, put it down early, we are all waiting for you." ”

Looking at Xiao Cheng's figure gradually moving away, the tailor's lone wolf-like sharp eyes revealed deep loneliness, and he muttered to himself: "Not everyone is qualified to control their own destiny. ”

After that, he arranged his robe, held the Buddhist beads in his hand, and left slowly.

And at the gate of the temple, a beautiful woman dressed in plain elegance, kneeling on the ground reverently, after seeing Zang Feng, hurriedly got up and rushed to him, several little monks stopped, Zang Feng did not say a word, they persuaded: "Female donor, you better leave quickly, our abbot does not want to see you." ”