Chapter 45: The Monk
"I didn't expect Miaoyin's niece to be a cultivator!"
Although it is said that every family here will have a cultivator as a foundation, but the preciousness of a cultivator is well known, and it is difficult for a cultivator to appear among a hundred people, not to mention that now fierce beasts can be seen everywhere, and everywhere is full of danger, and the preciousness of cultivators is more and more reflected.
Therefore, originally you came for the benefits brought by the Miao family, but now you can send a cultivator, which can be described as a big deal, and the Miao family knows very well that if you marry this girl, then it will be impossible to get it back.
The greater the power, the more dead the face!
"That's right, so the nephews of the younger generation are all here, why not come to the competition to recruit relatives. The middle-aged man said with a sly face.
"This ......" Everyone couldn't help but hesitate, it is true that the younger generation of each of their families is a cultivator, but because it is too late to eat the strange fruit, they do not have extremely strong combat power, and everyone who is strong is hidden by the family and kept as a hole card, and it will not be easily exposed, after all, it will involve the matter of fighting for the immortal mountain in the future.
Cultivators are involved a lot, and they really have to be cautious, even if the interests are quite large, they have to think twice.
But just when everyone was wandering in place, an abrupt loud laugh rang out, shouting: "No one stepped forward, so the old man will talk first." ”
As the abrupt sound stopped, a man in a robe, tall, with a very upright and handsome face, belonged to a beautiful man, with a fair face, a pair of eyebrows upright, beautiful and picturesque, and the whole person seemed to have walked out of the painting, with an untainted worldly atmosphere.
As soon as this person came out, he attracted a lot of attention, but this person was obviously only in his early twenties, why did he have such a good feeling, everyone could feel a fairy-like extraordinary from him.
And at this moment, Lin Xiao took the fat man and Xiao Lin into the crowd, and their eyes were all fixed on the monk standing in the center, and the surroundings were as dark as ink, so naturally no one noticed the arrival of Lin Xiao and the others.
The light falls on the beautiful and handsome monk, with its unworldly sense of dust, making people feel like a fairy in the sky, without a trace of red dust.
On the contrary, it was such a fairy monk who actually came to earn this marriage dispute, which really stunned the people present.
"This little monk, is it a little inappropriate for you, a monk, to compete for Hongchen marriage?" Miaoqing, as the host, could not expect such a change, and originally planned to test the heritage of each family by recruiting relatives through a competition, but was beaten by the sudden small way. But after a long time in the shopping mall, he had naturally already practiced the ability to be quiet, so he had to smile at the Taoist priest standing in the center.
"What's inappropriate, wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, but wine and meat are okay, so why can't marriage?" The monk touched his bald head, which was unusually eye-catching under the light, and smiled.
This......
Everyone fell, although it was true, but the monk's behavior was as absurd as a monk actually running to hundreds of people shouting that I want to get married. Miaoqing didn't seem to know what to say, but Miaoyin, who was originally at a loss, looked weird, and she didn't expect a monk to be a monk, which really made her feel very strange, and she didn't know what this monk wanted to do.
"Nonsense, what are you monk doing here?" A middle-aged man with a temper tantrum walked out, with the Mediterranean Sea on his head, with the body of a middle-aged man's fortune, holding a goblet in his hand, which was dripping with bright red liquid.
The monk glanced at the liquid flowing from the wine, as dazzling as blood, and couldn't help but fold his hands and say silently: "Sin, sin." "It seems to be praying, as if a middle-aged man is drinking blood, but it is only inappropriate to make this gesture in front of a group of people.
"What are you talking nonsense about a monk!" The middle-aged man suddenly became furious, and directly slammed the goblet on the ground, and when he touched it, it suddenly fell into disarray, and the blood-red wine stained the ground red, looking a little scarlet.
The monk turned a deaf ear to the middle-aged man's angry shouting, but instead looked calm and calm, and said lightly: "What? ”
"That being said, but ......"
Miaoqing suddenly had a dilemma, and couldn't help but have some heads as big as oxen, all the people present were people with heads and faces, and they couldn't really be untrustworthy, credit was sometimes worth a thousand gold, sometimes it was worthless, but at this time it was full of weight.
"If you seek death, I will fulfill you. The middle-aged man suddenly sneered, and said to the housekeeper beside him, "Call Hua'er over." ”
"Yes!" said the butler, bowing, and then disappeared from everyone's eyes, as if to invite the man named Hua'er.
Unexpectedly, now that it has reached this point, Miaoqing has no choice but to push the boat down the river, otherwise he will fall into the truth, and said with a slight smile at the moment: "The little monk is so interested, so the competition is naturally feasible, whoever can defeat this little monk, then I will match Miaoyin with whom." ”
Lin Xiao suddenly understood that this was a chess game set up for recruiting relatives, and Miaoyin was the main son of this chess game, and Lin Xiao immediately realized that Miaoyin had no status in this so-called Miaojia, and everything could only be at his mercy.
I can only dedicate my life to my family!
And this is also when Lin Xiao is most disgusted, it was his father who was at the mercy and interference in his life, so Lin Xiao ran away from home, but Miaoyin did not resist.
Although I don't like it, but other people's housework is naturally not good to do, let's understand the situation first, and the monk in front seems to be quite extraordinary, a monk actually has such a posture, like an immortal, which makes Lin Xiao full of interest in this monk.
At this time, the butler who had just gone out led a man in his twenties in, and there were several men of the same age behind him, and the man behind the butler had a proud face, his head held high, and he looked quite proud.
"Hua'er, come here!" the middle-aged man was overjoyed when he saw the man, and waved at the man.
And the monk still seemed to be like no one, muttering softly, not knowing whether he was chanting sutras or worshipping the Buddha.
When the originally arrogant man saw the middle-aged man, he couldn't help but complain a little: "Uncle, we were having a good time, why did you suddenly call me over?"
"What do you think of the woman above?" the middle-aged man did not explain, but pulled the man over, pointed to Miaoyin and whispered in his ear.