Fu Yuanling glanced at this person, and knew who this person was, and he had seen it in his dream.

When Fu Yuanling saw this person in the dream, he followed Xiao Jiuqi and bowed his head and coaxed, but this person was famous for his murder and methods, and it was not easy to deal with.

I didn't expect to see this person so long in advance, and I didn't expect to be in this kind of place.

Suddenly, she thought of Shi Chengzhou and the others again, and her expression changed slightly.

Seeing the tension between the two sides, Fu Yuanling took a step forward, looked at the man in front of him with his eyebrows upside down, and said softly, "Monk Iron-Palmed Luo? ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the corridor became even more strange.

Not to mention the group of people on the other side, Fu Yi, Yuan Li and the Fu family's guards were all a little surprised, their girls knew this person?

No, Monk Luo?

The monk Luo who grew his hair and rebelled out of Buddhism?

"Who are you?" Monk Luo stared at Fu Yuanling with a pair of eyes, and couldn't remember where he had seen this little lady.

How could she know herself?

"The little girl is just a person in the house, and it doesn't matter if it's anyone. It's just that the little girl once learned some interesting things from her mother, but she didn't expect to see a real person here today. Fu Yuanling let himself smile as naturally as possible, his tone was relaxed, his eyebrows and eyes were loose, as if he was reminiscing with his old friend.

The people behind Monk Luo breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, it turned out that the mother of this little lady knew them Master Luo.

Monk Luo did not relax, "Who is Ling Ci?" ”

"The Fu family of Luyang Mansion." Fu Yuanling's words were not untargeted, her mother had indeed seen Monk Luo, but it was not her mother who told her about Monk Luo.

It's what she saw and heard in her dreams, but she couldn't tell her history, so she could only press it on her mother.

After all, her mother has passed away, and no one will doubt that this matter is pressed on her.

Monk Luo's expression was relieved when he heard this, "You are Mrs. Fu's daughter?" ”

"Exactly." Fu Yuanling bowed his head slightly.

Monk Luo looked at Fu Yuanling with some surprise, the little lady was born beautiful, but she didn't expect her eyes to be sharp, "You can recognize me just by listening to your mother say a few words?" ”

"What's wrong with this, there is a hero scar on the eyebrows, and a wisdom ring on the top of the head, which ordinary man has such a blessing?" Fu Yuanling said.

Monk Luo hates that others say he is ugly, especially the scar in his eyebrows, and he doesn't care much about the ring scar on his head.

After all, he really did be a monk.

Hero Scar...... Enlightenment Ring......

It's kind of interesting!

Monk Luo's expression softened a lot, "Your mother can speak, she is okay now, I haven't seen her for two years." ”

Fu Yuanling sighed lightly, "My mother has passed away due to illness, and if she is still alive, she will be very happy to see the old man." ”

Her mother did praise Monk Luo's righteousness, but unfortunately this guy was too angry.

Monk Luo was very surprised, he didn't expect Mrs. Fu to pass away, coughed lightly, looked at Fu Yuanling and said fiercely: "That is the case, you little lady is not good at home, what are you doing in this kind of place?" ”

The words are very polite.

Fu Yi was angry between his eyebrows, and he was about to step forward, Fu Yuanling glanced at him, and Fu Yi had to grit his teeth and retreat.

"Thank you Uncle Luo for your care, I'm not here for fun, it's just that a few domestic servants were injured, and I'm just here to pick them up."

Monk Luo's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, this is Uncle Luo, the little lady is interesting, "Pick up people?" Who? ”

"I don't know Uncle Luo either, but he's just an unknown person. In the early years, I strayed into the bandits, and now I have abandoned the darkness and turned to the Ming as my family's nursing home. Fu Yuanling said easily, but his palms were already dripping with sweat.