"Okay, okay, you're the most capable, okay." This woman with angry eyebrows looked at Song Xiaolian, chuckled and coaxed, then turned her head to look at Tan Mo, her expression gradually became complicated, and after a while, she spoke: "Your senior brother is a lotus monk?" ”

"Exactly, the little monk is flameless, and he has seen Senior Sister Song." Knowing that the woman in front of him was Song Xiaolian's mother, and it was Song Xingzhou he was looking for, Tan Mo folded his hands and bowed.

"Your Dharma name is Ming Wuyan, so your senior brother, has you already received the seventh? Time flies so fast......" Song Xingzhou muttered, and the words showed that she was extremely clear about the affairs of the Lotus Temple, and then touched the scene, she sighed, as if she remembered something, and asked, "Is your senior brother okay now?" ”

"Senior brother was injured not long ago, but he got the pill and has recovered." Tan Mo didn't know how to answer, he could see that the relationship between this Song Xiaolian's mother and his senior brother Lotus Monk was not ordinary, so he simply replied like this.

If the answer is good, what if Song Xiaolian's mother is his senior brother's ex-girlfriend?

For her ex-boyfriend, don't all women want to be stabbed to death?

Wouldn't he be angered in that case?

And if the answer is not good, but his senior brother has been doing well recently, this is a bit of a curse on his senior brother.

You can't do that kind of thing.

"Is he hurt? It seems that the person who injured him is not simple, and he can actually break his golden body. So what did you come to me for? Song Xingzhou asked.

"Senior brother asked the little monk to come to Suwang County, Sichuan to send a letter to the local Fang family, after sending the letter, the senior brother asked the little monk to come to Senior Sister Song, and wanted to ask Senior Sister Song to find someone to send the little monk back."

"Your senior brother asked you to go to Fang's house to deliver a letter? Is your senior brother knocking on the wooden fish and knocking stupid? After the old man of the Fang family died last year, except for his son, who was expelled from the house by him, he was spared, didn't everyone else already die? Song Xingzhou heard Tan Mo mention the Fang family, but he couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

"The people of the Fang family...... All dead? Tan Mo gasped, although he had this guess, but when he learned the truth from Song Xiaolian's mother, he couldn't help but lose his temper.

"Last year, the Fang family did a lot of evil, and finally suffered retribution. The old man of the Fang family was cursed and killed by the ominous king, the Fang family was gone, and some of the people who were killed by the Fang family turned into ghosts and ghosts after death. Just one night later, the Fang family went to the empty building. Some people were ready to explore, but from that night, a mist with a strange power appeared in the Fang Mansion, and with the appearance of this mist, the information that the Fang family's door was destroyed was strangely suppressed, and the people of the Fang family were resurrected. Therefore, the people in the secular world who are still in charge of the Fang family are still alive, and there are not many people in the spiritual realm who know about it, only those of us who are in the Three Talents Realm know it. ”

When Tan Mo heard this, he told the old Taoist priest surnamed Fang about coming to the door, one by one.

"It turned out that he used a death spell, this old man of the Fang family is really hard, he didn't die on the spot after being cursed, and he also came up with such a trick in a vain attempt to continue the Fang family's qi. Probably even he didn't know that his Fang family was long gone. ”

"But the old man of this Fang family is really not at ease, the spiritual root he found for his granddaughter, once formed, is half-human and half-ghost, and he needs to marry a man with bloodline to alleviate the sequelae. Your little monk is a little small, but if you make do with it, you can use it. And the bloodline of your Lotus Temple is the most special, it will not cause the slightest backlash, and it will not be unfavorable to you, if you don't say it, no one can see it. ”

Song Xingzhou said, and suddenly teased Tan Mo funny.

In the face of this old aunt's ridicule, Tan Mo had a wooden face, his face was expressionless, and he pretended that he didn't understand.

"Mother, why is he a little smaller, but he can use it if he makes do?" Song Xiaolian next to her asked very strangely, her little face full of puzzlement.

Song Xingzhou realized that his daughter was still beside him, so he coughed dryly and changed the topic and said, "Xiaolian, this is your little uncle, you can't rudely call someone a little monk." ”

"But he's just a little monk......" Song Xiaolian glanced at Tan Mo and said seriously with a small face.

"It doesn't matter, Miss Song can shout as much as she wants. The monks don't care about that. Seeing this, Tan Mo said so.

"Mother, you see that the little monk said so!" When Song Xiaolian heard Tan Mo say this, she immediately became angry, rolled her eyes as she spoke, and said, "Mother, do you know? I was told by someone that the little monk was asking for directions to find the bamboo house, and I found him. But then, the little monk said that those who took me wanted to harm me and asked me to take him back by other way. ”

"What's going on?" Song Xingzhou's smile disappeared instantly, her expression was tense, and her eyes were full of evil spirit.

Song Xiaolian didn't notice the change in her mother's tone, and told her what happened with a smile.

didn't add oil and vinegar, just said it as it was, including Tan Mo's speculation.

"Whether it's true or not, let people go along the road to see, and it's okay." As Song Xingzhou spoke, he went out and called for someone, and after two orders, he walked back.

"Little junior brother, wait a minute, when this matter is over, I will find someone to arrange the fastest way back to Kunling Mansion for you." Song Xingzhou turned his head and said to Tan Mo again.

"Thank you, senior sister." Tan Mo hurriedly thanked him.

He didn't expect this Senior Sister Song to be delicate, but she was extraordinarily easy to speak, and he didn't know why Zhixing was so afraid of him, Senior Sister Song?

Seeing is believing, and hearing is false.

While thinking like this, Song Xingzhou asked Tan Mo to sit down and eat and drink something first. Tan Mo gnawed a pig's head and came over, where he had an appetite, he simply drank a few sips of tea.

Song Xingzhou asked him a few more questions, all about his senior brother Lotus Monk, and at this time, someone outside suddenly came in and said: "Master Sanzhuang, the person who led the way for the girl has been found, and they were ambushed on the way back from the girl's past, but they did not admit that they wanted to assassinate the girl." ”

"Who are these people?" Song Xingzhou put down the teacup and asked quietly.

"They are a group of refugees who escaped from the drought in the Northland a few years ago, and the drought in the Northland has long been eased, but these people say that their hometown is haunted and they do not want to go back. A few days ago, the owner of the big village saw that these people were pitiful, so he asked them to come to the village to help with the work and give them a bite to eat. ”

"The eldest brother is the benevolence of a woman, and Zhuangzi's food is not enough for everyone to eat." Song Xingzhou snorted coldly.

"Three village owners, what should we do with these people? There are quite a few refugees in that group, and if we follow the rules of the past, I am afraid that it will ......," the man said, with a look of hesitation.

"I'm afraid of what? The rules I set are not qualified to violate anything. They were all killed, peeled and filled with grass, and placed in the field, just as autumn was coming, and they were treated as waste. Song Xingzhou said with a cold face.

The man panicked and hurriedly responded: "Yes, the third village master." ”

Tan Mo: "......"

Silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then put down the teacup, and pressed his hand on the table by the way, so as not to let his hand continue to tremble.

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