Chapter 1203: My Buddha is Compassionate, Red Dust (8)

"Senior brother, they're watching us."

Xuan Jue also finished the two buns in his hand, and he didn't seem to notice the sight around him at all.

From beginning to end, Xuan Jue has always maintained his cold and noble posture.

"Let's go, don't bother." A cold and deep voice sounded from the mouth of the monk with the Dharma name Xuanjue.

This monk's voice is so good, clear and cold, with a bit of chic arbitrariness.

Qingyuan retracted his gaze to look around, he clenched the Buddha beads in his hand, and whispered, "Amitabha." ”

Immediately, his eyes narrowed a lot, and the silence around him slowly spread, looking like a master of the world who was not invaded by this red dust.

The two monks with excellent posture and bearing, like immortals, slowly left in the sight of everyone and walked in the direction of Jinzhou City Gate.

Looking from their backs, I saw that the tail finger of one of the monks on his left hand seemed to be empty.

If you get closer, you can see that this monk's tail finger is actually broken, and his left hand has only four fingers.

In the sight of most people in Jinzhou City, the two monks walked out of the city gate, until their backs disappeared outside the north gate of the city, and everyone still couldn't return to their senses for a long time.

What is the posture of heaven and man, they can be regarded as having seen it.

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"Mother, mother, shall we go and play with Dabai?"

A girl who had just walked out of the Drunken Immortal Building was coquettish to a beautiful woman.

There was also a little boy beside the mother and daughter, whose little face was very serious, and he looked like a calm little adult.

The three of these mothers and sons are Chen Mengtian, Ning'er, and An'er, who have eaten and drunk enough to come out to play.

Behind the three of them were followed by Shiyi, Suzaku, and several secret guards.

Hearing that her daughter said that she was looking for Da Bai to play, Chen Mengtian didn't think much about it, and said directly: "Okay, but you have to go out of the city to find it, Da Bai is too big to enter the city and scare the people in this city." ”

"Well, good!"

Ning Er was very happy when she heard that she could find Dabai.

What she likes most is to sit on the majestic Da Bai and let Da Bai run with her.

That feeling is not the comfort of a light leap, but an alternative wantonness.

In this way, because of Ning'er's words, Chen Mengtian and his party gave up playing in Jinzhou City and moved to play outside Jinzhou City.

Half an hour after they left the Drunken Immortal Tower, the son of the prefect of Jinzhou City, Zhang Jingyi, came to the Drunken Immortal Tower with five or six sons.

To say that this chapter of Jingyi is in Jinzhou City, it is known to everyone and everyone, and it is really notorious.

His son is the prefect of Jinzhou City, and he is the son-in-law of the prefect's family, if the prefect is the soil emperor of Jinzhou, then Zhang Jingyi is the little prince of Jinzhou.

The prefect loves his son like his life, although he is a little scum, but he has nothing to say about treating this son-in-law.

Perhaps it was the doting of the prefect that made Zhang Jingyi develop an arrogant and domineering temperament, especially in recent years, he was simply doing all kinds of evil.

From time to time, the comfortable Jinzhou City is stirred up into a demonic storm.

But anyway, the prefect of Jinzhou City is still a good official, and he will wipe Zhang Jingyi's farts and shares every time.

Over the years, the prefect has apologized to those who were harmed by Zhang Jingyi, and he gave money and self-examination.

In this way, the people of Jinzhou City can't say that the prefect is not, but the people really have a certain understanding of the prefect's doting on his son-in-law, that is, there is no bottom line.