Smile like a faint flower.

The woman got up slightly, and even smoothed the corners of her slightly wrinkled clothes, solemnly, and then saluted Feng Lin Wan with her hands together.

"Poor nuns relieve their worries, I've seen Brother Dao!" Obviously, the 'Lotus Heart' that was declared to the outside world was just a pseudonym.

The use of vests when going out is not just a patent for sealing the forest. As for the monks, they don't speak... Who is this to deceive?

Since the woman said her legal name, she obviously has the intention of reconciling with Feng Linwan, otherwise it will not be beneficial to anyone if she continues to be so deadlocked.

Feng Lin was worried about falling out with the woman and the bull-headed monk, so he really fought here.

In fact, he is not as sure as he said.

If Xiao Ba, Dongyang Jianji, and Xie Yundao really watched from the wall, how could they break it when he was hammered? This is not impossible, but it is extremely likely.

And the woman and the Minotaur monk obviously didn't think about being fully exposed so soon.

A little exposure to the light and use it as bait for fishing, which is a reasonable operation.

Stand up directly and put it right with the Eight Immortal disciples, that would be stupid.

"Poor Dao Teng Xun!I have also seen Xiao Shitai!" Feng Lin smiled indifferently, immortal wind bones.

Xie Wu and the bull-headed monk secretly scolded this person in his stomach for being shameless.

Except for the natives of this world, who comes in from the outside, who doesn't know the so-called Taoist name of 'Fuji Xun', it must be a pseudonym.

When it came time to show favor to each other, this guy pretended to be confused.

This is not just shameless, it is simply shameless.

"Since Brother Dao still has some misunderstandings about the two of us, it seems that we can't continue to discuss today. You might as well make an appointment another day. Xie Wei said lightly, the gentleness in his tone had already flown away, and all that was left was a plain and elegant indifference, or a rejection of people thousands of miles away.

Feng Linwan nodded happily and said, "Another day? In fact, you were so sincere, why didn't we talk about it?"

Xie was stunned for a moment, but the minotaur monk actually reacted first.

"He's taking advantage of you!" said the Minotaur to Xie Wei. He spoke in a strange tone, a bit like the tone of a black brother learning Chinese Chinese a long time ago.

Although the orcs... Or orcs are more irritable races, but he was not angered by Feng Linwan's words, just reminded him to relieve his worries.

Xie Jie also reacted in an instant, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and a Buddha heart that was originally ancient without waves was almost cracked open by Feng Lin's anger.

"Get out! If you don't know what to do, don't blame the poor nun for being rude. The little nun's cheeks flushed, and with a crunch of her fingers, she scratched the tabletop, leaving deep scratches.

Feng Lin took advantage of the words, but there was no excitement or pride in his eyes, let alone the obscenity shown in his words.

Any seemingly useless behavior often has some deep meaning behind it.

For example, Feng Linwan's mouth flowers!

It would be naïve to really think that he was just a simple slut.

He was testing the two people in front of him, first discerning the relationship between them, the distance between them, and seeing if there was any room for use.

Secondly, it is also testing the strength to solve worries.

The results obtained are slightly encouraging.

These two should not be a long-term cooperative combination, more like a temporary grass platform team.

The bull-headed monk, perhaps with another origin, is not necessarily directly subordinate to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

And although Xie Wu didn't do it at the first time, she also grabbed the table angrily, which shows that although she has self-control, she is not really happy and angry.

The previous gesture was obviously a disguise that had been prepared for a long time, and it was not her regular state and routine operation.

This is like a singer, after a long time of preparation, the singing voice that walks into the studio and sings is a little different from the level he usually plays at will under normal circumstances.

"In this way, the poor road will retire first, if the teacher has figured it out, another day... We'll talk more about that another day. Feng Lin was still talking, but his pace sped up a little, and he disappeared into the boudoir with a turn.

Whoa!

Behind him was the sound of the table collapsing.

The 'audience' downstairs who listened attentively to the movement showed surprised expressions.

What kind of action can collapse the table?

Could it be that although the national teacher looks old, he has a deep waist and full impact power, which should not be underestimated?

"I heard that the national teacher is an official alchemy, which has the effect of replenishing aphrodisiacs, increasing volume, and pulling out seedlings. Could it be that he used it himself?" Many people muttered in their hearts, thinking about whether they could go to the National Teacher's Mansion and ask for one or two elixirs, to feel the long-lost majesty, and not just to come to the land of fireworks, using the acting skills of the fleshy woman to numb their self-esteem and find a little bit of humble existence.

But then, I saw the national teacher's butt on fire and walked downstairs.

Everyone's faces showed expressions that were indeed like this.

"It seems that it's not that the national teacher has profound skills, but that the little woman upstairs has amazing leg strength! Even the table collapsed, and after a few strokes, even the plasma in the kidneys has been squeezed clean? I can't afford to provoke it! I can't afford to provoke it! I can't afford to do it! Don't do this porcelain work without diamonds!"

The inner activities of the masses are unknown to Feng Linwan.

In fact, the thoughts in his mind were still stuck in the many information he had before.

Suddenly, he combined his own plan and had a deeper plan and excavation.

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Although the Great Song Dynasty was established at the beginning of the year.

However, the national policy of emphasizing literature over military force, as well as the geographical location of Bianjing City, have made the entire imperial capital more prosperous than one day.

Feng Linwan once remembered, I don't know who said it.

If there weren't so many variables.

If there is no Mongol invasion.

If everything had developed according to the normal humanistic order, the Song Dynasty would have been the germ of capitalism in China.

This should be followed by technological innovation and a commercial explosion.

Of course, history has no ifs.

Moreover, there are many causes of things, and it is not necessary to remove a superficial contributing factor to change the outcome.

It's like, if a girl doesn't love herself.

Even if you are not tricked into a small hotel by a gangster, you will end a blood. Sooner or later, it will be blinded by some other person.

It's actually a hilarious idea to think that slapping that little thug to death with a brick can change some kind of conclusion.

And on such a summer rainy day, the sun reflects a gorgeous rainbow after the rain.

A young monk dressed in a white linen monk's robe, plump and handsome, walked into Bianjing City with a face full of vigor and liveliness.

Those who walked past him all felt sorry.

Why is such a handsome person a monk?

The monk didn't feel sorry for him at all, and with a holy, innocent smile on his face, he strode forward.

The wind blew his monk's robe, and there was a faint smell of gardenias.

At the gate of the city, an ordinary, vegetable vendor saw this monk.

The look of surprise on his face flickered, and then disappeared.

It's as if he is really just an ordinary person, blending into this era, and this background is no different.