"Are you all waste? I can't do that. ”

A monk full of ferocity shouted at Huang Mingshi.

Huang Mingshi was used to seeing big people, and he was still a little unstable in the face of the fierce monk, so he helplessly explained: "It was already a sure thing, who knew that Zhou Rui would suddenly pay attention to this case." ”

The fierce monk snorted coldly, "The surname Zhou does have some ability, but your Huang family is so powerful in Lingzhou, why can't you have a prefect from out of town?" ”

"In officialdom, it's not that if you can be patient, you will definitely be able to take people, and we also have to talk about rules. Don't mess around, if you provoke the people of the Demon Suppression Division, you and I will not have good fruit to eat. ”

"I'm not stupid, what are you messing with those people. What's more, it will soon be in troubled times, and those people will soon be unable to control the situation. You should be the same in the world you are now. By the way, do you know if that thing is still in the Cao family? ”

"It's gone."

"Where?"

"Qin Chuan, a student of Fuxue. I advise you not to mess with him, this person has a complicated background, and even Yujiang Longjun knows him. ”

"Hmph, Yujiang Longjun has nothing to be afraid of. I got something, left Yujiang, didn't go to Dongting, he could bear me. ”

The dragon monarch has great supernatural powers, but when he leaves his own waters, his supernatural powers will weaken, and if he is too far away, the more his supernatural powers will be weakened.

"Don't be impulsive, let's think about it again."

"I can't wait that long. You said that man, I seem to have met him in the vicinity of Chaotianguan. I'm afraid he's a cultivator. ”

"I don't know if he cultivates Taoism, but this person has a very high level of humanities, and if things are uneven, he will make up for the way of the sage, and he may not have a heroic and righteous spirit, and most of them will enter the academy in the future. I advise you not to mess around. ”

When the fierce monk heard the word academy, his face hesitated slightly, and then he sneered, "In other words, he is not from the academy now." ”

Huang Mingshi's voice sighed slightly, "My Huang Meng also has hope to enter the academy, but he has been repeatedly frustrated by Qin Chuan, and I don't know if there is a chance." ”

The fierce monk said lightly: "In the troubled times, the academy will not have the influence it has now. I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I don't have time to wait any longer. Are you sure something is there for him? If not, I will not spare you. ”

"The Cao family has already sent the contract document to the government for the record, and it has been stamped with a big seal and become a red deed, just take it to the gods and report it."

"I'll go and talk to him personally, if he knows each other, he will obediently rewrite the document with me, and if he doesn't know each other, let him carefully recognize the truth of the poor monk's fist."

Huang Mingshi: "Since you insist on doing this, I don't have to say anything, anyway, it's best if he agrees, if he doesn't agree, you have to be cautious." ”

"Looking ahead, what a big thing has been achieved."

The fierce monk smiled coldly, and then walked away.

When Huang Mingshi saw the fierce monk leaving, he broke out in a cold sweat, and then hurriedly called his subordinates, "Go and call the eldest young master." ”

Huang Meng soon came to Huang Mingshi's side, Huang Mingshi: "You go to Qin Chuan quickly, just say that someone wants to trouble him, let him be careful." ”

"Third uncle, what do you mean by this?"

"Don't ask, hurry up. Forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up. If you go to Governor Zhou, just say that someone is looking for trouble with Qin Chuan, see if Governor Zhou can protect him, anyway, our Huang family is doing its best. "Although Huang Mingshi usually wants to make bad water for Qin Chuan, he also follows the rules of officialdom.

If it happens, people mistakenly think that the murderous monk is instigated by the Huang family, and Zhou Zhifu and Lu Tixue are afraid that they will tear their faces.

Everyone is not stupid, there are some clues, and the Zhou Governor's Mansion must be suspicious of the Huang family. If you really see blood, it will not end well with the people of Zhou Zhifu and Lu Tixue's faction.

Even Huang Meng's future will be affected, and the prestige of their Huang family's family will also be hit.

It's just that the Huang family itself is the great incense master of Lingqing Temple, although the fierce monk was expelled from Lingqing Temple, in fact, he has a great background, and even Lingqing Temple is not easy to offend, so he specially asked the Huang family to give the fierce monk some convenience in this matter, but I didn't expect this matter to be so troublesome.

There were deaths, and they were all confiscated.

Because the transfer of the deed and title deed in Shendu is extremely strict, without the consent of the original owner and the endorsement of the government, it is impossible to transfer the ownership at all. If they don't put the Cao family to the end of the mountain, how can they be willing to sell the ancestral house of the gods. It's a pity that the sky is not as good as the people, and when it looks like it's going to happen, it makes a fuss.

Could Qin Chuan really be the nemesis of the Huang family?

Huang Mingshi now has to be like eating flies, let Huang Meng go to Governor Zhou's mansion to make a move.

But he also hoped in his heart that the fierce monk would go crazy and make Qin Chuan disabled, if so, Qin Chuan's future would be very bleak.

After all, during the imperial examination, he was disabled, and even if he could take the high school examination, he would not be able to get a good ranking in the final palace examination.

But even so, Qin Chuan still has the possibility of entering the academy.

Ay.

By now, he had to admit that Qin Chuan was the kind of person God forced to feed him. No matter how much he slandered Qin Chuan's talent, he also understood that many years later, he would become a piece of loess and teach people to forget, and the name of a person like Qin Chuan would still be like a rolling river, and his reputation would still be there.

At the urging of Huang Mingshi, Huang Meng immediately went to the government office.

But as soon as he reached the palace, thunder sounded in the sky.

Zhou Zhifu listened to what Huang Meng said, and saw that the thunder was rolling outside, and the secret road was not good.

If it weren't for the righteousness of his body, in this kind of weather, he would have been half the chief official of the Yin Division, and it would be difficult for him to even travel.

"The king's guard, the horse's guard."

"The subordinates are here."

"Travel with my officer."

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The unevenness of things Zeming's article brought Qin Chuan more literary tone than he imagined, and the literary tone came more from the article itself.

The original manuscript of the article Qin Chuan remained.

At home, the eyes of the law are opened at night, and the words of the article are like pearls, shining brightly. Moreover, Qin Chuan also found a very wonderful thing, the tone of the article is supposed to have a little heroic and righteous quality, but it has no effect on Huang Sha and the two painting demons.

I think this is related to Huang Sha's visit to Qinchuan, and Huang Sha is already the most faithful believer in Qinchuan.

As for the two painting demons, they were born under Qin Chuan's pen, and they come from the same source as the article.

After all, although the text of the article is from another world, the first time it appeared in this world, it was written by Qin Chuan.

The pen-pen-of-the-evil did not plunder the tone of the article at one time, but was like a trickle, slowly absorbing. Qin Chuan even felt that after writing this article, he had a much closer connection with the pen.

He even had the feeling that the article had become an extension of the pen. The benefits it brings to the pen, not only the style, but also the missing part of the pen.

Road?

If before, the Evil Pen was parasitic on him, then now, as if there was a taste of symbiosis, Qin Chuan began to be able to comprehend an immortal quality contained in the Evil Pen.

In a way, things are uneven, and they also have the charm of immortal words.

Injustice is the instinctive demand of all things in heaven and earth, not limited to people.

The so-called with one breath, light a lamp; If you don't forget, there will be an echo. The immortal words in the world, the sound of injustice, are probably never forgotten and have echoes.

In the hearts of men, in the annals of history.

Outside the window, the gloomy sky was suddenly filled with white light, and the white light flashed.

One or two breaths past,

Thundered.

A violent thunderclap rang out.

The wind blows fiercely between heaven and earth, and the small courtyard is not avoided.

Fortunately, Qingqing has always cleaned up the inside and outside of the yard, otherwise the sand will be messy and unpleasant.

Not much.

The sound of the bang was endless.

Suddenly, all the sounds of the surrounding world were buried by the rainstorm, and the whole world was only the sound of heavy rain, as if there was no sound in the whole world.

"Winter thunder shakes."

Something is wrong.

Qin Chuan only had the sound of rain in his ears, and the heavens and the earth suddenly quieted down, and there was a feeling that something was wrong in his heart.

Then, he smiled slightly, calm, "Qingqing, make a pot of tea." ”

Qingqing didn't understand, but he still did what Childe said.

The fire is lit and the teapot is arranged.

As a demon's instinct, he is always a little afraid of thunder, but by his side, he has a sense of security. The small courtyard, although there is the invasion of wind and rain, but Qin Chuan is here, giving the courtyard a sense of peace of mind.

Xiao Yingning was still asleep.

The silence brought by the pouring rain made her sleep very peacefully.

In fact, when most people are young, they sleep well on rainy days.

On rainy days, it is indeed especially suitable for sleeping.

Qin Chuan couldn't help but want to sleep.

But he couldn't. He always thought something was going to happen today.

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The torrential rain poured on the tall and majestic body of the fierce monk, like a statue poured with iron juice, and he held a wooden fish wrapped around a small white snake in his hand, and walked forward in the heavy rain.

The sound of the wooden fish sounded in the heavy rain, as if it merged with the rain.

There was still thunder in the sky from time to time, and occasionally the silver of thunder and lightning hung on the dim sky, like a pile of white bones flashing, terrifying.

The fierce monk walked all the way, rain or shine.

This weather is not suitable for the use of Dao techniques. But what he is best at is not Taoism, but martial arts. If that scholar cultivates Taoism, such weather just makes the other party unable to exert his strength.

Lately, he has been holding his breath in his heart and needs to be released.

If you have a good mind, you can hope that the realm of a martial arts master with the unity of spirit and flesh can peep into the martial saint, and you don't need to practice any labor-management Taoism Buddhism.

The old monk of Wutai Mountain always thought that he was too murderous and asked him to recite Buddhism and cultivate the Tao to dissolve his anger.

Don't you know that there is a butcher's knife first, and then there is a Buddha.

Without a butcher's knife, how can the Dharma proclaim compassion?

This world will be chaotic immediately, and the killing and robbery will come, and only by killing and killing is the right way to heaven.

The fierce monk braved the pouring rain and came to the small courtyard of Qinchuan, and his figure suddenly rose a little higher, like a demon arhat descended from the sky, and then his body was full of evil energy, more like the blood sea King Kong.

One leg lift, one stomp on the ground.

Bang, the whole yard seemed to shake with it.

He came to the door, and without saying a word, the iron palm like a fan stretched out and slapped at the door, and the thick wooden door, like paper paste, shattered when he patted it.

There was a loud bang, covering the sound of wind and rain in the sky and the thunder in the sky.

A suffocating pressure filled the small courtyard.

It just happened that Chapter 9981 was on the shelves, and it was quite sudden. Today's five watches, continue to code words.

(End of chapter)