Murong Mansion.

"The so-called marriage contract is just a few jokes between Master Yiyuan and my master, you don't have to take it to heart.

Furthermore, we have no letter of appointment, no matchmaker, and no parents' orders, which is inconsistent with reason and law.

Don't quit junior brother, now that there is something in the house, it is inconvenient for me to keep you.

It's a bit tangled here, so you might as well go back. ”

Murong Xian Xian politely sent the unquit little monk out of the door with a bewildered face.

As for Jiang Ping, because when Jiang Ping visited Murong Mansion before, Murong Xianxian had not yet returned to the mansion, so Jiang Ping knew her, but she didn't know Jiang Ping.

Although Murong Xian Xian felt that this friend who was not a junior brother was upright and handsome, she was obviously not such a simple person to look at her face.

Besides, the monk's friend can be regarded as half a monk.

Boom!

The copper ring buckle of the gate reflects a shiny small bald head.

"Ahem ha......"

Jiang Ping tried to hold back a smile and patted his unquit shoulder:

"Let me start by saying that I'm not laughing at you, just thinking of something pleased.

Hahaha......"

No wonder I hadn't heard the gossip of the Murong family and the monks who didn't quit killing in my previous life.

Feelings are wishful thinking, shaving your head and picking your head is hot.

Looking at the politeness and reserve of Miss Murong Er, she almost said the words stinky and shameless.

It's like a little girl who was ignorant when she was a child, and when she played at home, she said that she wanted to be your wife, can she really marry you when she grows up?

But it's too beautiful, isn't it?

Bu Qu turned around silently, and said in a low voice of distress:

"The master deceived the little monk, it turned out that marrying a daughter-in-law was so troublesome, and the little monk didn't want to marry. ”

"Master Jiang, the little monk is going back to the mountain. ”

"The master is going to die, the little monk is going to send him to the end, and after sending the master to the end, the little monk can return to the world. ”

Ahem, you're planning to go back to kill the teacher, right?

Jiang Ping was about to say something when he saw a large group of people running in the distance.

The leader is a team of yamen catchers, and behind them is a dark yellow strong man in a strong suit, full of evil spirit.

"Monk, you've made a mistake, come with me!"

The leader's head-catching waist knife swung and took the lead.

Bu Qu glanced at the head catcher, and then at Jiang Ping, a little confused.

"Amitabha, why did the donor arrest the little monk?"

The head catcher is surnamed Yan, and he is one of the head catchers in the Lin'an City Government.

This time, it was Chen Wanfu, the owner of Jixiang Casino, who found him to report the crime, saying that his son was killed by a monk.

Chen Wanfu has a private friendship with his county master, and he also sends him filial piety every month according to the rules.

So Yan Zhutou took out the strength to marry his daughter-in-law back then, and locked the final murderer in just half a day.

Naturally, there is also a reason for not taking precepts and not covering it up.

"Hehe, have you forgotten the five lives of the auspicious gambling house?!"

Yan Zhutou sneered and stared at the unguarded guard.

This monk shot fiercely and viciously, and he saw all five corpses in the auspicious gambling house, and they were all killed with one blow, without mercy.

So he dared to conclude that under the seemingly peaceful face of the little monk was a ruthless murderer's heart.

Not quitting is still a confused expression:

"People are killed by the little monk, but that's because they want to kill the little monk first, and the little monk kills them, is this also wrong?"

"Big mistake!"

Yan Zhutou clasped his hands into fists, saluted the sky and said:

"The state has national laws, they want to kill you, you just have to report the case, you have your own national law to punish, how can you set up a private court and take people's lives at every turn?

If everyone were like you, wouldn't the world be in turmoil?

Don't talk nonsense, if you don't tie your hands and catch it, don't blame a certain knife for being merciless!"

It's approaching dusk.

Yan Zhutou pulled out his waist knife, and the bright blade shone with yellow light.

Whew!!

Behind him, he drew his knife and shot, and the tense atmosphere instantly rose.

"Master said, people from the official family can't be trusted, and the little monk can't go with you. ”

Don't quit shaking his head:

"But since this is your duty, the little monk will not embarrass you, and the donors should retreat as soon as possible. ”

"Don't be ashamed!"

Yan Zhutou snorted coldly, and shouted at Jiang Ping again:

"Boy, you are so close to this monk, aren't you his accomplice?

Jiang Ping was originally a melon-eating crowd watching the play, but he was immediately pulled into the battle by the strict arrest of the head.

He was about to explain a few words when he heard another coquettish shout:

"Who dares to take my brother?!"

This voice,

Hiss...... It's so familiar!

Huh? Cheap sister!

Jiang Ping looked up and saw that in the afterglow of the setting sun, he pulled out a pair of long legs as long as half a street.

It was Tieguanyin!

Yan Zhutou didn't know Tie Guanyin, but he recognized Yan Xiaoliuyan, the leader behind Tie Guanyin.

That is the commander of the local god capture division, and the official level is half a level higher than that of his own lord, and he is directly under the jurisdiction of Zhao Du, even if the face of the county guard is not sold.

Because he often needs to assist the Divine Arrest Division in handling cases, Yan Zhutou has also met with Commander Yan a few times and knows that this is a capable person.

At most, he catches the little thief, deals with neighborhood disputes, and impulsively kills ordinary cases, and the real thief has to be shot by the God Arrest Division.

In fact, after seeing the scene of the auspicious gambling house, he had already sent someone to inform the Divine Catcher Division, and his main purpose here was actually to delay time.

Otherwise, with his temperament, how could he be idle with others for a long time, and he would have already gone straight with a hard knife.

Seeing that Commander Yan was half a position behind the long-legged beauty in front of him, Yan Zhutou, who had been in the officialdom for a long time, knew that the identity of the person who came was not small, not to mention anything else, it was easy to make him a small headcatcher.

So he immediately shouted to stop, and put away his knife to meet it.

Unexpectedly, the beautiful woman didn't even look at him, just skipped him, and met the little white face in front of her.

That's right, in the eyes of the head of Yan Zhu at this moment, Jiang Ping is like a little white face.

"Sister, why are you here?"

Jiang Ping really didn't expect that Tieguanyin would come thousands of miles away, and according to the footsteps of the wine immortals, he should have brought Wan Boguang to Shuoyang a long time ago.

At this time, Tieguanyin should have been punished by Wan Boguang in the black prison of the Divine Capture Division.

Tie Guanyin paced forward, looked Jiang Ping up and down, and saw that he was not missing an arm or a broken leg, so he was relieved.

Hearing this, she glanced at Jiang Ping, and said in a slightly coquettish tone:

"Can't I come? I'm afraid that if I don't come, I'll never see one of my good brothers again?"

She really shouldn't have come, but when she heard the wine fairy say that Jiang Ping would die in Murong Mansion and didn't leave, there seemed to be something unspeakable, and when she heard that Murong Mansion was now undercurrent, a place of right and wrong, she couldn't help it, thinking about why she had to go over to support her younger brother.

Don't care what Jiang Ping wants to do, at least people have to come out safely.

With the face of the Tie family, even if the opposite side is the Murong family, Tie Guanyin also has this confidence.

"Ahem, you can come, you can come, you can go wherever you want. ”

Jiang Ping laughed dryly.

"Female donor, just now the little monk's Buddha told the little monk that you have a relationship with the little monk. ”

An inopportune voice suddenly interjects.

Unquit looked at Tie Guanyin with blazing eyes, his hands folded, and his face was firm.

Jiang Ping couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand.

This guy really hasn't changed his life since he was young.

Seeing one loves the other, it is said that he is the one.

I just said that I didn't want to marry a daughter-in-law, but now I said that I was fated.

You have so much fate, can your Buddha take care of it?