"Master, I'm a little confused, I hope the master can solve my confusion!"

Zhang Twelve thought that he could leave after receiving the incense money, but he didn't know that he was blocked here.

"This ...... This master has passed through the gods today, and that master has not done it today—otherwise, you go and ask him? ”

Zhang Twelve pointed to the monk master and asked tentatively, but these people didn't buy it at all, and asked him to solve his doubts by name.

Zhang Twelve was very sad, and the monk master was very hurt, so before leaving, he looked at Zhang Twelve, looked at the merit box again, sighed, packed his things and prepared to leave.

"As you saw just now, it takes a lot of physical strength to do the Fa just now, so today Master Ben can only solve the puzzle for one person!"

Zhang Twelve looked at everyone's posture, and estimated that it was impossible to go directly, but he couldn't answer too many people's questions - otherwise, what was this master worth?

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man dressed as a scholar who had begged him to explain his doubts rushed up and shouted, "I, me, me!" Help me, master! ”

The others were very sorry when they saw such a good opportunity being taken by others, but they didn't say much, waiting to see how the master would solve their doubts!

"Okay, if you have any doubts, just say it!"

The scholar hurriedly asked: "I have high ambitions, I am not stained by the mud, and I have a talent to learn, but I fail the exam, so I feel that I can't accommodate this filthy world!" Ask the master to solve my doubts! ”

Still not passing the exam? That's your stupidity!

Zhang Twelve thought for a while, went over and asked the few little monks who were cleaning up the mess for an empty bag and handed it to him, and asked him to help the few little monks pack things together.

Although the reader is a little confused, but the master let him do it, then do it!

He quickly filled the bag, and then Zhang Twelve asked for an empty bag and handed it to him.

At this time, the scholar seemed to suddenly realize: "Master, I understand! Are you saying that as long as I have a big enough mind, I can accommodate the world? ”

Zhang Twelve shook his head, pointed to the bag and said, "Load, you continue to load!" ”

“…………”

Taking advantage of the gap between everyone's hair, Zhang Twelve asked Lu San to pick up the merit box, took Qin Yutong's hand and ran out, and after running out of the temple, several people looked at each other, and then laughed.

Although they didn't understand why Zhang Twelve could get into the oil pot empty-handed, they knew that since he dared to do it, there must be nothing to do, and the monk master was probably a liar.

Outside the temple gate, the woman who asked Xiangrong helped the old woman into the carriage, and unconsciously looked ahead, I don't know if it was a hallucination, she always felt that he was there.

But when he looked up, he didn't find the familiar figure, only three people were squatting on the ground, I don't know what they were looking at, they shook their heads, smiled bitterly, got into the carriage, and left quickly......

At this moment, Zhang Twelve was squatting on the ground, smashing open the merit box, taking out all the money inside, and then standing up.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the temple entrance, why did he feel a little familiar, his whole heart was beating fast, but as far as he could see, there was only a more ornate carriage, which was heading in their direction.

He stared at the carriage, and the moment the carriage passed him, he looked in through the window of a corner, and saw a vague and thin figure, and the long-lost familiarity was accompanied by the sound of a strong heartbeat......

And Mu Xiangrong in the car also felt the same way, closed his eyes a little sadly, and thought to himself why he had hallucinations recently?

…………

During dinner in the evening, Zhang Twelve discussed with Guo Jing that he would go to the palace tomorrow morning to report on his work, so after eating, he excused himself to be too tired today, and he would get up early tomorrow to go to the palace and go back to sleep directly.

The others didn't think much about it, and they all went back to the house to rest after eating.

But Zhang Twelve, who returned to the house, did not plan to sleep immediately, but was ready to go out to realize his dream-

Shop all the green houses!

After going back to the house for about half an hour, he was lying at the door and heard that there was no movement outside the door, so he tiptoed open the door and then quietly slipped out.

Originally, he planned to take Lu San out, and let him see what the green building in the metropolis looks like, but Lu San's performance today made him very disappointed - what does it mean that Childe can't enter this kind of place?

Hmph, I won't take you!

Zhang Twelve opened the door with a very small voice, and it was okay to hide from ordinary people like Qin Yutong, but Guo Jing - how could he be so easy to deceive?

But he just shook his head, a little helpless, but he also understood, young people, when the anger is at its highest, it doesn't hurt to go out and have fun......

Coming out of the inn, Zhang Twelve came to the door of the "Spring Pavilion" with a familiar car, looking at the red candlelight reflected by the red lanterns hanging outside the building, Zhang Twelve realized that it seemed that those in the previous life were as low as the shampoo room and as high as the entertainment club, and this kind of red neon lights were standard......

It seems that no matter in the past and present life, this man's preferences are roughly the same, right?

This place is the first time I have come into contact with the Fengyue place - it is a real Fengyue place, just looking at the women who are scantily clad outside the building to receive customers, this place is more interesting than the drunken spring building......

Zhang Twelve, who was rippling in his heart, was about to stride towards the Spring Man Pavilion, and after stepping through that door, his life would open a new chapter, and he was very excited to think about it......

When I entered the Spring Pavilion, I saw that there were too many people in this building, and it was basically full, and everyone looked in the direction of the middle of the building with great interest.

Zhang Twelve also looked at the platform in their direction, only to find that there were two men on the platform holding weapons and swords-rattling, their bodies were already disheveled, and the worst was one of them, with a long cut on his arm, and blood flowed.

This man is really fighting, which fully interprets the saying that a minor injury is not in the line of fire.

It's just that Zhang Twelve is a little puzzled, isn't this stepping horse a Qinglou, a group of big men don't go to find women, what the hell is it to watch two big men fight?

Moreover, the two men ran to the Qinglou to fight, did their brains show off?

"The surname is Mu, the person you are looking for is an embroidered pillow, right? Hahaha......"

There was a slightly rough-looking man sitting under the platform, who was looking at the young man sitting opposite the platform with a mocking face and shouted, the young man was also angry when he heard it, stood up and shouted to the stage: "What are you waiting for? Kill him for me! ”

The man with the injured arm heard this, clenched his sword in his other hand, gritted his teeth, and ran towards the man opposite......

He knew the gap between himself and the man opposite, and if he continued this blow, he was afraid that he would never see the sun the next day, but the master's order could not be disobeyed, who made him the master?