Volume 1 Autumn Festival Chapter 31 If you are not an immortal, how can you be so good-looking

Jiang Wang never thought that the little maid who was waiting for him would be a county lord!

After all, he has the identity of the little marquis, and he knows that the number of princes in the Sui Kingdom is scarce, and his father is just a marquis, but Xiaoyu's father is the king of the princes.

The main body of the county is in Huncheng, and the fate of coming to the palace must be miserable, and the sixth person is a person from the Qingxuan Bureau, I am afraid that Xiaoyu's enemy is a powerful person who can speak clearly in a few words.

Because the princes have power and no power, if they want to target, there are not a few qualified people in the court.

He rubbed Xiaoyu's head and said softly: "We are sympathetic to each other, your father was killed, and my father's whereabouts are unknown, I'm afraid it's gone, and relax, by the side of the son, no one can hurt you, such a big revenge will definitely be avenged." ”

"Don't think about anything today, after playing wantonly at the City God Temple Fair and venting to your heart's content, you will strive to become stronger, strong to the whole world, and no one will threaten us without demons and immortals."

Xiaoyu nodded very movingly.

At this moment, two monks, the green robe and the white robe, walked over.

"Mr. Jiang, Feng Linghuai has been eliminated by you, we have revenge, and we are ashamed that we failed to take action in person."

They waved their hands and said: "Mr. Jiang's great kindness, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to pay it off in the next life, but the three of my brothers came to Huncheng to find immortal traces, and the full moon West Building is also kind to us, and this task must be completed......"

Jiang Wang said with a smile: "You can talk back to the West Tower of the Full Moon, there are no immortals in Huncheng at all, and those so-called immortal seekers are doomed to be in vain." ”

The green-robed monk was surprised: "But it's a fact that there is a mirage hanging high on Qixia Street?" ”

Jiang Wang shook his head with a smile.

The white-robed monk was shocked.

Could it be ......

He immediately bowed down and said, "Mr. Jiang, we understand, so we will send the letter back to the West Building of the Full Moon." ”

The green-robed monk still had something to say, so he was directly pulled away by the white-robed monk.

"Why are you? Although no one can guarantee the affairs of the immortals, we have to find it. ”

The white-robed monk whispered, "Why are you confused, where is the mirage hanging?" ”

The green-robed monk was stunned and said, "Qixia Street." ”

The white-robed monk asked again, "Where is the Xunyang Houfu?" ”

The green-robed monk's eyes widened.

The white-robed monk patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You and I can't see through Mr. Jiang, whether it is facing the monster Aoyin, or Cai Tanggu and the person from the Qingxuan Department, Mr. Jiang has never fallen into a bitter battle, there may be a fake immortal in Huncheng, but the immortal seeker can't find it true, even if we follow Mr. Jiang's side, how could we have thought of it?" ”

The green-robed monk's body trembled, and he didn't even dare to look back, he tried his best to lower his voice and said, "Mr. Jiang is an immortal? ”

The white-robed monk looked solemn and said, "It's very possible, but Mr. Jiang shouldn't want to be known by others, we have to pretend to be ignorant, and we can't reveal half a point about this matter, remember, remember." ”

The green-robed monk was a little weak, and said in a trembling voice, "We are actually following the immortals these days? It turns out that there are really immortals in this world! That's right, the immortal should be Mr. Jiang's appearance, when I saw Mr. Jiang for the first time, I was shocked, if it wasn't an immortal, how could he be so good-looking! ”

Although these words were very unreasonable, the white-robed monk also nodded in agreement.

"But is it inappropriate to reply to the full moon in the West Building like this? There are still people who come to Huncheng to seek immortals, and we say that there are no immortals in Huncheng, and the landlord is afraid that it is difficult to believe. ”

The green-robed monk wrinkled in embarrassment.

The white-robed monk thought for a while and said, "Then I will reply later, and when the immortal seeker returns in vain, the facts are in front of him, and the landlord will believe it." ”

The green-robed monk said: "You are still cautious enough, you are even more observant, clear in thinking, except for encountering things, be timid." ”

The white-robed monk was speechless, "You praise it, you praise it, and the next sentence is redundant." ”

The green-robed monk laughed, then thought of something, and asked, "Mr. Jiang is the little Hou Ye, doesn't that mean that the Hou Ye is also an immortal?" ”

The white-robed monk was stunned and pondered: "This is indeed a bit beyond the scope of what I can think about, Mr. Jiang is an immortal, and his father is also an immortal, which is reasonable, but if Mr. Jiang is an immortal born from a mortal body, it should not matter much." ”

The green-robed monk said: "No matter what, if we follow Mr. Jiang, our future achievements will be limitless, if we can get Mr. Jiang's free alms, we will be able to break through the bottleneck and stand in a higher position." ”

He said a little arrogantly: "At that time, don't say that you killed a person from the Qingxuan Bureau, even if you face the entire Qingxuan Department, what's the matter? ”

The white-robed monk admonished: "Don't have such thoughts, whatever Mr. Jiang says, we will do, but we can't rely on Mr. Jiang and act arbitrarily, if we annoy Mr. Jiang because of this, we are afraid that we will never be able to live beyond the age." ”

The green-robed monk said: "You don't have to be too cautious, at present, we are destined to become friends with the Qingxuan Agency, we have to make plans, and more importantly, we can't embarrass Mr. Jiang." ”

Jiang Wangzi didn't know what the two monks in the green robe were talking about, once because the City God Temple Fair was too lively and the streets were crowded with pedestrians, he was forbidden to leave the house, and he had no chance to sneak out.

This will be the first time he has seen the Shing Hong Temple Fair.

There will inevitably be some expectations in my heart.

But he could only wait and see from Qixia Street, and Jiang Wang would definitely not take another step before the night wandering god recovered.

When the old housekeeper and Zhao Yan came back, they each changed into new clothes.

The Chenghuang Temple Fair will not officially start until the unitary hour, and the two hours will pass quickly.

The green-robed monk carried the rattan chair, the white-robed monk and Xiaoyu followed Jiang Wang, the old butler walked at the back, and Zhao Yan naturally ran at the front.

He even carried a basket with pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on his back.

The grand occasion of the temple fair is the best scenery for him to paint.

Zhao Yan had already found the best viewing position in advance, said hello casually, and ran away.

The white-robed monk followed the protection of Xiaoyu to visit the temple fair, and Jiang Wang lay on the rattan chair placed at the intersection of Qixia Street, with the old housekeeper and the green-robed monk by his side.

Bright as day, lanterns are hung all over the street, and lanterns are also hung in front of the shops on both sides, and the crowds are surging and noisy, and there are street performers performing techniques that make the people breathtaking, and various shouts are heard from the rows of stalls.

Even in the sky, there are several huge wooden kites carved with the image of the city god, as if overlooking the entire Huncheng.

Looking at the little fish shuttling through the crowd, the most real smile, Jiang Wang also pursed his lips and smiled.

Zhou Zhutou was also nearby at the moment, noticed Jiang Wang's figure, came forward, and waved his hand to salute, "Little Hou Ye." ”

Jiang Wang nodded and said, "Why is Zhou Zhutou still wearing a costume when he visits the temple fair?" ”

Zhou Zhutou smiled bitterly: "How can I have time to visit the temple fair, I don't know what happened last night, the Du family went to the empty building, most of Nancheng Lane was destroyed, and the people lamented that they wanted to repair the street and rebuild the houses, and the town guard government really couldn't pay so much money." ”

Jiang Wang was stunned, then showed an embarrassed smile, coughed lightly, and said: "My Hou Mansion can pay for the construction of Nancheng Lane, and the losses of those shops will also be compensated by my Hou Mansion." ”

He looked back at the old butler and said, "Zhou Zhutou will follow Uncle Tong to the Hou Mansion to get the money." ”

Zhou Zhutou was quite shocked, and said gratefully: "The little marquis is really a good man, I will return to the town and give the little marquis the highest commendation, so that the world will remember the good name of the little marquis." ”

Jiang Wang said embarrassedly: "No, no, this is what I should do." ”

Zhou Zhutou followed the old housekeeper and left.

The green-robed monk knew about Mr. Jiang's encounter with Feng Linghuai in Nancheng Lane, and thought that most of the Nancheng Lane was destroyed by Mr. Jiang, and when he saw this scene, his expression was very strange.

Shu Ni and Ning Shishi also came to the temple fair and walked straight to Jiang Wang.

"You're weird, are you visiting a temple fair, or are you watching a temple fair?"

Qixia Street is empty, only lanterns are hanging, Jiang Wang is lying on a rattan chair, and the bustle of Pingxia Street seems to be separated by a wall.

Shu Ni hugged his chest and said: "Although we haven't been able to find the monster, but you also have to talk and count, the immortals are dying on Qixia Street, your Hou Mansion is the most powerful in Huncheng, and you happen to live in Qixia Street, if you take care of him left and right, I will pester you all day long." ”

The green-robed monk was a little nervous, she said it so clearly, if she noticed something, what would she do?

He was even ready to draw his sword directly when Fan Shuni guessed the identity of Mr. Jiang's immortal.

Ning Shishi said: "Senior sister, don't be like this, our matter has not been done, how can we let Mr. Jiang agree, not to mention that the matter of seeking immortals is not urgent, it is better to think in the long run." ”

Jiang Wang immediately answered: "That's right, what I promised should be done, but the things you promised me have not been completed, so don't talk about it, so as not to hurt the harmony, look at how lively this temple fair is, you hurry up and go shopping." ”

Shu Ni glared at Ning Shixi, and said coldly to Jiang Wang: "I can't trust you, even if we don't find the monster, we have tried to find it, you have to do something practical to make me believe that you can indeed keep your promise." ”

Jiang Wang said: "I've actually always been curious, you should have your own way of finding immortals, why do you have to ask others for help?" Is it possible to find immortals when there are many people? If this is the case, Huncheng is already full of monks, so why not ask for help locally. ”

Ning Shixi replied: "Immortal traces are hard to find, where is there any way, otherwise I am afraid that I would have found hundreds of immortals a long time ago, and the only way to find immortals is not to miss any innate visions, and slowly grope in the land of visions." ”

"What's more, although it is very important to seek immortals, it is impossible to search for immortals in the whole Sui Dynasty, and nothing else has been done. Whether it's Xitan eyeing the tiger or monsters running rampant, monks are needed everywhere, and they need help locally, just to find clues faster. ”

Jiang Wang was a little stunned and said, "That is, the blind man crossed the river, purely by luck?" ”

Ning Shishi smiled bitterly: "Although there are some problems with the metaphor, it does depend on luck. ”