"Say!"

"Who are you?"

"Who sent you?"

"If you don't understand, this king will feed the dogs with your head!"

"Hahaha-"

In the face of Zhu Fan's bluff, Dao Yan suddenly laughed even happier, and his rough laughter gave people an extremely terrifying feeling.

"Your Highness is really interesting, interesting, this is a good character."

"It's not a secret, the little monk likes it very much."

"I didn't see the wrong person!"

Dao Yan stood up with a finger, pushed away the blade of his neck, and let the sword cut through the flesh and blood, oozing blood and flowing directly.

"Your Highness doesn't have to be tempted."

"It can't be fake, it can't be fake, the little monk has nothing else to do, he just wants to assist His Highness."

"His Royal Highness's ninety-five life is more like the Son of Heaven."

"It is very likely that he will inherit the throne of the Son of Heaven in the future."

"If you don't fight, it will go against the will of heaven, and the little monk can help you!"

Dao Yan's smile became more and more weird, and he suddenly raised his right hand high, undisguised and twisted, as if he was enjoying it very much.

Boom!

The terrifying scene made Zhu Fan swallow this saliva with difficulty, only to feel the coolness under his feet instantly rushing to the top of his head.

Dumbfounded and speechless.

Less.

Without waiting for Zhu Fan to express his position, Dao Yan said again: "It's okay." ”

"It's no wonder that the little monk was rude, he took the liberty to visit here, and he didn't give His Highness the time to prepare." 、

"Your Highness should not believe it, and I hope that there will be a lot of Haihan."

After a pause, Dao Yan continued: "Since this is the case, the little monk will show a little sincerity. ”

"Only by eliminating the mustard in my heart can we conspire for a great cause, what do you think?"

Zhu Fan opened his mouth, wanted to speak and stopped, neither agreed nor objected, he had to see what this crazy monk wanted to do.

One Lin Che is already powerful enough, and a big bald head has popped up out of nowhere.

Isn't there a normal person?

"Your Highness is silent, and the little monk will acquiesce."

Dao Yan calmly straightened his body, quickly turned the Buddha beads in his hand, and went straight to the point: "Just yesterday, the little monk watched the sky at night, and the purple microstar was like a residual torch in the wind, and it could fall at any time. ”

"This is a great omen."

Looking at the stunned Zhu Yan, Dao Yan greedily sucked the blood oozing from his fingertips, and explained, "Your Highness doesn't know anything. ”

"Since ancient times, Ziweixing has been different, and it is the mourning of a great country."

"Everyone represents their own stars, just like the stars of Zhuge Wuhou fell to Wuzhang Plain, and the martial saint Guan Yu fell to the land of Jingchu."

"And the purple microstar symbolizes the emperor."

"Your Majesty will soon recruit a group of monks to escort the princes and chant the Buddha."

"The little monk is not talented, he is really the one who can assist His Royal Highness and the king to add white."

"A hard-won opportunity is like a falling star, fleeting and unattainable."

"Your Highness has to think about it."

The words fell.

Silent.

Zhu Fan's eyes couldn't help but widen, and his eyes looking at Dao Yan were full of horror, and he was a little unstable.

Too late to think about it.

He blurted out:

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, long live the body of my father, how can I allow you to talk nonsense."

"What's more, even if there is an abnormality in Zi Weixing, it is impossible for Qin Tianjian not to know about it,"

"You demon monk, full of nonsense."

"It makes no sense."

Seeing that Zhu Fan's emotions became particularly excited, Dao Yan waved his hand unhurriedly and hung the string of Buddhist beads back on his neck:

"Your Highness's anger is not a little monk's nonsense."

"Qin Tianjian knows, His Majesty also knows, even the crown prince knows, everyone who understands understands, and everyone who should know knows it."

"It's just, Your Highness, you don't understand and don't know."

Dao Yan was full of confidence: "Your Highness, don't be in a hurry to refute first, what the little monk said is true or false, and it will be known if His Majesty recruits monks." ”

"One is to worship the stars, and the other is to meditate."

"Your Majesty has a relationship with the Buddha and was once a monk, so he will definitely do this."

"After all, the compassion of the monks can influence the kings, so that you can clean yourself, follow the rules, and keep the Ming Dynasty."

"The monks have pure six roots, they will not fight for power and profit, and it is better to teach the kings to be good."

As he spoke, Dao Yan suddenly changed his words.

"Even if Your Majesty has a lot of opportunities and doesn't think of this, the Mr. Lin behind him will also remind him appropriately, so please wait and see."

"The prophecy was fruitless, and the little monk sanctioned."

"How?"

Zhu Fan: "!! ”

Hearing that Monk Daoyan mentioned Lin Che's name, Zhu Fan looked at the other party with a look full of disbelief.

You must know that Lin Che's existence is extremely hidden and very sensitive, and few people know about the ministers of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China, except for a few of Lao Zhu's henchmen, and as a student of Mr. Lin, he never talks about it to the outside world, and Mr. Lin.

Where did you learn about this crazy monk in front of you?

This is a bit of a strange thing.

Seeing Zhu Zhang's doubts at the moment, Dao Yan did not hide it, and happily took the initiative to explain: "Your Highness doesn't have to worry too much. ”

"The little monk has known that Mr. Lin for a long time, and even before he participated in the imperial examination, the little monk traveled all over the world, and the minister had an intersection with Mr. Lin."

"A well-deserved genius indeed."

"It's a pity that there are thousands of causes and effects, and I'm afraid it's difficult to die well."

Saying that, Dao Yan actually showed a wry smile: "A young man like this, it is too condescending to be reincarnated in the prosperous era, if he was born in the troubled era of the struggle for hegemony, he will inevitably leave a strong mark in the history books." ”

"Amitabha, good, good. Everything is fate, and nothing is up to anyone. ”

"However, the little monk can compete with such a genius, and it is not in vain to walk in the world in this life."

"Value!"

Hearing Monk Daoyan's self-conscious emotion, Zhu Fan's face was full of undisguised shock, how could he not have thought that this crazy monk would already know Mr. Lin?

And, it seems, is there a lot of art?

Compare the arts... How to compete?

Too late to think about it.

Zhu Fan asked, "Dao Yan! ”

"This king asks you, what is the festival between you and Mr. Lin?"

"Where did you know that he is behind my father!"

"Mr. Lin was assassinated just a few days ago, and there was a lot of uproar in Tianfu, you don't know it, right?"

"Now that the mastermind behind the scenes has not been brought to justice, you ran over to say these words to this king, you have eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall!"

"This king can arrest you right now and punish you."

The voice did not fall.

In between, Monk Daoyan shook his head slightly, not paying attention to Zhu Fan's bluff at all, and said calmly: "Your Highness will not do that." ”

"If you won't, why bother?"

"It's better to be realistic."

"You!" Zhu Fan's face turned red and he was speechless.

"Your Highness, don't be impatient."

Dao Yan put his palms together on his chest, and his gestures were all pious.

"It's not a secret, the little monk and Mr. Lin don't have a holiday, only appreciation and recognition, and they want to compete with them."

(End of chapter)