A fellow from the shop on the side of the road shouted to Beichen with a smile, "That monk passing by, you can't take care of his affairs. It's better to go quickly, otherwise you will be beaten in vain. ”

Ignoring the Oriental man's struggles, Beichen led him to the front of the shop, and pronounced the Buddha's horn to the man who spoke, "The donor knows what happened, would you like to talk to the poor monk? I may be able to help him." ”

The guy stopped what he was doing and smiled at Beichen, "You are not the one who lives on this West Street, everyone who lives on this street knows it." The prime minister's family relied on his power and the relationship between the Xicheng Yamen to use this courtyard to blackmail the Oriental who had just arrived in the imperial capital and wanted to buy a house here, and he was not the first. ”

In the Huaxia Imperial Capital, the entire medical system had already been replaced by doctors under Mo Lan's instructions. And most of the people who joined the doctor were former monks, and the monks were more respected people in the emperor, so the guys in the shop were so polite to Beichen.

An obese woman in the shop, apparently the owner of the shop, pointed to the Oriental man, "Before he went to buy the yard, several of us warned him not to be fooled. But it's good for him, he just drills into the trap laid by others, and he doesn't want to think about how it is possible for the current imperial capital to have such a cheap courtyard for sale?"

Beichen bowed slightly to the shopkeeper and his fellow men, "Amitabha, thank you for telling the two donors." After saying that, he pulled the Oriental man and walked towards the courtyard not far in front of him. The boss and the guy looked at each other and shook their heads.

The fat woman looked at Beichen who was walking towards the courtyard and said to the man, "He doesn't look like a monk, but like a nosy fool." Is he in charge of the affairs of the prime minister's family?" Beichen knocked on the courtyard door and before he could speak, the guard who opened the door shouted at the Oriental people beside him, "You dare to come back." Come, drag them into the courtyard and beat them to death. ”

Beichen didn't expect this family to be so arrogant, and when so many people came and went on the street, they dared to forcibly drag people into the hospital to commit murder. With a bang, the heavy courtyard door closed behind Beichen and the Oriental. A blonde young man walked out of the courtyard with two dogs and several guards. He smiled at the Oriental. "Let you live and not go, but bring a bald man to die, do you think I don't dare to kill?"

"Amitabha, this benefactor, please return the money for the purchase of the house of this Oriental, and the poor monk will not sue you to the city guard yamen. Failure to do so will result in a year's imprisonment for the benefactor. ”

Beichen called the Buddha and said to the young man. "Hahaha, sue me, are you a monk? Don't you know that the Xicheng Yamen was opened by my family?" the blonde young man's face suddenly changed, and he shouted. "Beat me to death, and after I beat them to death, I will throw them into the Xicheng Prison and raise their bodies. ”

In Beichen's non-killing territory, how could these second-rate guards have the idea of making a move. The guards who were shrouded in the realm of non-killing suddenly felt that they were guilty, and one by one they were full of tears of remorse, kneeling around Beichen and silently confessing.

Their mouths followed Beichen and chanted Buddhist scriptures, and they didn't know how they knew this kind of scripture. More than two dozen guards sat down around Beichen to chant scriptures, and even the two dogs he was pulling were lying on the ground humming.

"You. You, you ......". The young man pointed at Beichen and slurred his speech, not knowing what he was talking about. Beichen put one hand on his chest and just wanted to speak, when a black light slashed from a distance and chopped off the young man's head.

The blood poured on Dekeni, he licked the blood splashed on the side of his mouth with his tongue, and smiled at Beichen, "Bald donkey, this person can constitute a condition for killing." I have the right to watch. What are you talking about, isn't it all solved with a knife? He won't deceive people in the future, and you will be considered a meritorious. ”

Beichen sighed and chanted the supernatal spell at the young man's corpse. After a moment, Beichen said to Derkney, who was standing next to him with an impatient face, "Shorty. Killing is a crime......"

Dirkney interrupted Beichen irritably, "Fart, killing is a crime, everyone in the world is guilty." I received the news just now, and the battalion commander asked you to return to the Divine King's Mansion immediately. ”

"Amitabha ......" Beichen and Dekney were surrounded by the city guards as soon as they stepped out of the courtyard, and the commander on the tall horse did not wait for a voice to ask. Dekeni raised a pitch-black waist card in his hand, "God King's Mansion, God Kill Mission, Get Out!" The murderous city guards left quietly. They know very well that being killed by heaven is a vain death, whether it is justified or unreasonable, and there is no place to cry out for injustice.

In the northeast corner of the imperial capital, there is a small but exquisite mansion, which is the mansion given to the Lian family by floating with the wind. A few days ago, the family of the Holy Grace Zhenglong had various officials coming in and out on weekdays, and it was very lively. But since Mo Lan returned, no one dared to step into the Lian family.

At this time, the front of the door of the mansion seemed deserted, the lantern on the door of the mansion was shaking listlessly, and even the guards were dozing. However, on the surface, the Lianfu looks loose and lifeless, and the defense is very tight.

In Lian Mansion, in a secret room that had just been built, Lian Heng, Lian Qiong and a middle-aged man seemed to be discussing something. There was a guard in white armor scattered around the secret room, and judging from the faint white light that naturally emanated from their bodies, this was by no means an ordinary guard, and the armor on their bodies was not ordinary armor.

"Lord Sith, can you tell us about the Divine King's Mansion and the Divine King? We just came from the distant Flame Kingdom, and we really don't want to offend the magnates of the Huaxia Empire. Lianqiong pushed an elaborate wooden box in front of the Sith. Sith opened the wooden box without a trace and looked at it, fastened the wooden box with great satisfaction, and said with a smile, "The eldest young master is really polite, your father and I are officials in the same dynasty, and mutual ventilation should be." ”

Lian Heng said with a smile on the side, "The old man has just arrived in the imperial capital, and he still needs the advice of Lord Sisi on many things, so as not to make the same mistake as the day before yesterday again." Of course, I will not forget the kindness of Lord Sith. ”

Sith stroked the wooden box on the table with his hand and sighed, "Lord Lian, I didn't mean you. Don't say it's you, even His Majesty Fu Suifeng may not dare to do anything to the Mo family. Lian Qiong, you dare to hurt Mo Zhan in front of so many ministers in the Qinzheng Palace, and I really pinched a cold sweat for you at that time.

Fortunately, the God King Mo Lan returned in time, otherwise if you really injured and killed Mo Zhan, I'm afraid your Lianfu would have already turned into ruins by now...... Keep a low profile ......" (To be continued.) )