Really angry?

I pounced on Lao Tzu all day long, and I thought you didn't care about the so-called defense of men and women, and your feelings were also a master who couldn't afford to play!

Woman, it's really unreasonable.

The hero sighed, went to the back room to find the ointment, and waited for Jia Qiao to come back and serve.

The next day, Su Yanyan acted as if nothing had happened, and he still looked like he was underwhelmed, and he bullied him when he saw Jia Qiao.

At breakfast, she had to grab other people's buns, and the little girl was so angry that she wanted to fight with her, and the hero had to contribute her share.

How could Jia Qiao be willing to let him go hungry? In the middle of pushing and concessions, he was robbed by Su Yanyan again without paying attention.

The hero looked at the smugness on her face, and suddenly understood that the stupid goddess was so small-minded, and she was wronged, so she wouldn't act like nothing had happened, and the target of her bullying was not Jia Qiao at all, but him.

This is revenge.

Yes, if a good man doesn't fight with a woman, the meal will definitely not be edible.

He put all the things in front of Su Yanyan that didn't belong to her back in place, put his dishes in her hand, and ordered Jia Qiao to leave him alone and continue eating, then got up and left the table.

Before walking out of the dining room, he glanced around, and sure enough, Su Yanyan happily ate his share and didn't grab anything more.

O woman!

Coming to the courtyard, Peng Qi walked quickly into the moon gate.

"Xiaoxiong, something happened!"

The hero's nerves tightened: "Divine Grace Dao has committed another crime?" ”

"So to speak." Peng Qi said, "The suspect who killed Yinghe last night escaped from prison and absconded. ”

Belch...... If you don't run away, the Lord will stand next to you.

"Damn! It's so rampant! "The hero's acting skills are very exaggerated.

"yes!" Peng Qi sighed, "Once the murderer escapes, if you want to catch it, it will be difficult!" ”

The hero nodded. In his previous life, he had seen so many crime films and novels, and he deeply understood that if he wanted to catch the serial killer, he could only wait for him to commit the crime again.

"It's useless to be anxious about this kind of thing, senior brother, don't worry about it, let the night owls have a headache!"

"Naturally, I don't need to worry about the affairs of the Divine Grace Dao, it is you little rabbit cubs who are worried about my brother, who knows if the murderer will find the children of the Ying clan again?

You remember, after you arrive at the school palace, try not to go out again, even if you have to go out, don't be alone, at least take Fu Bo with you, do you know? ”

Saying that, Peng Qi pinched the bridge of his nose depressedly, "This thing is troublesome, I thought that the most troublesome part of this trip to Bannu Mountain was you, who knew that there was such a fucking thing waiting for me, I really didn't agree with Shuangzhou City, and it would be better to come back less in the future." ”

"Senior brother, is it okay to save some face by talking, what is the most troublesome part is me?"

"Haha!" Peng Qi smiled and patted him on the shoulder to apologize, "The murderer escaped, it is estimated that Li Qianhu has the heart to hang himself at this time, and he has to comfort his brother." Master Shizun's old subordinates can't be cold.

Hurry up and pack your things, and we'll be off later. ”

Watching Peng Qi's back disappear outside the Moon Gate, the hero smashed his mouth.

If the matter is aimed at him, then it is useless to hide back in Frost State City.

However, the Kunlun Academy Palace has stood in the West for nearly three hundred years, and has survived two tides of strange beasts without falling, the standard Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger has a profound heritage, and the Divine Grace Dao should not have so much courage and energy to make trouble there, right?!

In short, he is too weak now, and he is not qualified to wrestle with a mysterious and terrifying cult organization, and he will not be ashamed at all before he becomes stronger.

On the third pole of the day, under Li Qianhu's farewell without knowing whether to cry or laugh, the hero walked out of the gate of the city lord's mansion and was just about to board the carriage, when he suddenly heard a slightly frivolous voice next to him.

"Your Highness, please wait."

The hero turned his face and saw two people standing behind the big stone lion by the door.

One of them was tall, dressed in a black cloak, his entire face buried in the shadow of his hood, revealing only a petal-like lower lip and a fair chin, apparently a woman.

The other was a young man, with a handsome face, squinting eyes, and the corners of his mouth naturally turned up slightly, as if he was smiling all the time, and he looked very good at talking.

The top of his head was shiny, without half a hair, he was draped in a gray-blue linen cloth obliquely, and he was walking on straw sandals, like a monk who traveled to the square.

Leng Buding appeared two strange people in strange costumes, but no one was surprised, Peng Qi and Li Qianhu even took the initiative to salute them.

The reason is very simple, only the priests of the temple would dress like this.

The black cloak is the exclusive costume of the servants of the Taishan Temple; The gray-blue linen cloth and bald head are the symbols of the Red Pine Temple in Hanzhou, Northwest China.

Red pine, the water god in charge of rivers and lakes, is believed in Hanzhou, the most arid and water-deficient in Middle Earth, and is deeply rooted in the essence of what is lacking.

"What do the two monks have to say?" The hero asked.

Fangshi is the honorific title given to the divine servants by the people of Middle-earth. It is said that these people also have some peculiarities that are different from martial arts, but the hero has not seen them yet.

"The fourth-order servant of the Red Pine Temple has seen His Royal Highness the Young Palace Master." The bald man stepped forward, folded his hands, and bowed with a smile.

The hero is especially afraid that he will next say "Amitabha".

Because there has never been a Zen religion in the history of Middle-earth, let alone such a title as "monk" or "monk", but the priests of the Akatsu Temple had to shave their heads, and if the diagonal linen cloth was replaced with red or yellow, it would be like a hair.

Mystery coincidence.

"This is the servant of the Taishan Temple......

At this point, Liuyu thought that her companion would take over, but the woman in the cloak didn't say a word, and couldn't help touching her bald head in embarrassment.

He didn't know what they were called.

"This ...... Taking the liberty of bothering, His Highness should already know what happened in the Red Sleeve Courtyard last night, right?! ”

"Yes," the hero nodded, "I was drinking there at the time." ”

Liuyu reached into his arms, took out a piece of paper, accidentally brought out a book, and dropped it on the ground.

The hero took a look, and on the cover of the book was written "The story that the county magistrate and the three-inch bald donkey can't help but tell", and the words "The old and the small" are written.

Wow! It's a distinguished genuine reader!

The hero suddenly looked at the bald ...... in front of him Oh no, it's the servants of God who are in awe.

Liuyu picked up the book, patted the dust, and stuffed it back into his arms, not shying away from the eyes of others throughout the whole process, his face did not change color and his heart did not beat, and his face was so thick that it was outrageous.

Then he unfolded the paper, revealing a figure drawing.

"Dare to ask if this person was the one who traveled with His Highness last night?"

The hero looked at it and was taken aback. The person in the painting is wearing a jade crown, wearing a white robe, holding a folding fan, and with a few strokes, it shows the graceful demeanor of a handsome young man.

It's so similar that it's almost like it's drawn in person.

Dead bald donkey stalking Lao Tzu?