Near Yashi Street in Qishui County, several seven or eight-year-old children gathered around.

Chen Zheng took out his wooden horse and put it on the ground, and the wooden horse walked on its own.

"Wow......"

"Chen Zheng, your Trojan horse will actually go by itself!"

"Where did it come from?"

"It's funny......"

Listening to the envious tone of his friends, Chen Zheng's little face was raised high, and his expression was quite proud.

"Fun!"

Chen Zheng asked.

"Uh-huh!"

The furry boys nodded frantically.

"This was given to me by Gongzi An! Only Gongzi An can do it in the entire county, and you can't buy it anywhere else!"

The expression on Chen Zheng's face was quite embarrassed, which made the hairy children itch a little.

"Which son An?"

An Quan has just moved in, and the furry children don't know him well.

"It's the son An who just moved to the Wang family's house!"

"Huh?"

About the sale of the Wang family's house, the hairy children all know. I also heard my parents talk about it, saying that this An Gongzi who just moved in seems to have a bad brain.

"Alas...... What do you do?"

Chen Zheng saw a hairy boy stretching out his hand to get his Trojan horse, and he was a little anxious.

"I want to touch ......"

"No! you're going to break me again!"

Chen Zheng hurriedly picked up the wooden horse and carefully tucked it in his arms.

In fact, touching nature is not bad.

It's just that children are always more precious to the newly acquired toys, and they won't allow others to dye their hands until they are tired of playing.

It's not about being stingy or not.

"If you don't touch it, you don't touch it, what's the big deal. ”

Chen Zheng's cautious appearance angered the hairy boy, and the hairy boy turned his face angrily.

"I'll go to Gongzi An and make one for me right away!"

"Gongzi An won't do it for you!" Chen Zheng's face was full of arrogance, and he said: "That's because my mother gave Gongzi An a bun, and he gave me this Trojan horse!"

As soon as they heard this, all the hairy children suddenly realized, and their eyes were different.

"I'll also go back and ask my mother to send something to Gongzi An!"

The hairy children said a word, and ran away with a roar.

Seeing this scene, Chen Zheng didn't understand where he unintentionally told them the way.

Not good now!

If they go back and ask for puppets from Gongzi An, won't they be able to show off?

Chen Zheng's face was full of chagrin.

I can only hope that An Gongzi will not agree to them.

However, the hope is not very high.

The hairy children ran home full of joy and told their mother this request. As a result, without exception, they were all beaten solidly.

Where will the adults mess around with them?

......

After eating breakfast at Po Chen's, An Quan returned to the house. Lying on a rattan chair in the courtyard, drinking tea and reading a book, he was happy and happy.

Since coming to this world, Anquan has become more and more salty.

Sleep until you wake up naturally every day, and go to Chen Po to eat early. At noon, I went to Chunfeng Building to listen to Lao Huang's commentary. As for dinner, it is naturally settled in Chunfeng Building.

I was tired to death in my previous life, and I don't want to be so tired anymore if I try again.

Just as he was enjoying himself, the little female ghost floated in through the door.

"An Quan, there is a Taoist priest and a monk, they want to come and see you!"

The little monkey was left on the mountain, and Quiet came down the mountain with the Ma Dao people. When they arrived outside the house, Quiet had planned to let them fly in directly.

But the two of them refused very firmly.

How can there be no courtesy to meet the seniors?

"Qingheng Mountain Mayang Shu ......"

"Buda Temple Xuan'ai ......"

"Meet the seniors!"

The attitude of the two was quite respectful, but they made An Quan a little unaccustomed.

"Senior ......"

"Just call me Anquan!"

The two of them were really a little too respectful. Let two people who are about the same age as him call themselves seniors, An Quan really feels uncomfortable.

Helplessly, the two refused to call him by his name when they said anything, and in the end, An Quan could only retreat and chose the less difficult title of 'Mr. An'.

The intention of the two, the little female ghost has already informed An Quan.

Ma Dao people are all from orthodox backgrounds, and their cultivation foundation is much stronger than that of Anquan. Talking to them, Anquan only felt that he benefited a lot.

From their mouths, An Quan learned that this world is divided into seven realms.

These seven realms are Qi Induction, Tibetan Yuan, Yin Shen, Hui Yang, Qian Yuan, Wu Xiang, and Taiqing, and the cultivation of Ma Dao people is in the fourth realm Hui Yang Realm, and they have been able to detach themselves from the body in the White Yen God.

As for the realm of Buddhism, it is also divided into seven realms, and the monk Xuan'e cultivates to the Vajra realm in the fourth realm, and his body is solid and has his own Buddha light protection body.

It's just that the Buddhism in this world is very different from the original world of Anquan.

They believe in the method of the angry eyes of the vajra, from martial arts to practice, casting spells open and close, and are good at breaking evil with force. When dealing with evil things, it is often the first thing to exterminate and kill.

Although the two of them wondered why Senior An was so interested in the basic things in their cultivation, they didn't think much about it and answered them for him one by one.

To be honest, what kind of realm he is now, An Quan actually doesn't know.

The seven realms of Daomen, it seems that none of them corresponds to their own situation.

After Ma Daoren finished speaking, he looked at An Quan with blank eyes, expecting to get guidance.

Fortunately, the Daomen of these two worlds are similar in their pursuit of state of mind, and An Quan also happened to know some about it in his previous life, plus now that his brain is getting better and better, many things are also recalled.

Just say a sentence or two, and it can actually make Ma Dao people gain.

They chatted happily, and Ma Daoren also took the opportunity to tell Yin Jian's matter.

After hearing that Yin Jian's methods were so ruthless, An Quan regretted that he let him die too easily.

Then, An Quan heard that Ma Daoren suspected that someone in Qishui County was secretly helping Yin Jian, and An Quan told him about his speculation.

"In that case, we can now notify Ding Xianzun and take down the Wei family and others!" Monk Xuan'e couldn't help but say after learning that the Wei family was the black hand who secretly helped Yin Jian.

"It's not proper!" Ma Daoren shook his head and said, "It's been a few days since Yin Jian's death, and I think that the Wei family has already cleared the tail of his hands, so go and get someone at this time." I'm afraid there is no evidence. ”

"So what to do?"

Monk Xuan'e was a little impatient.

"You might as well think about it, why did the Wei family intercept more than twenty missing people?"

At this time, An Quan reminded loudly.

"Mr. Ann is saying...... There are also people in this Wei family who have cultivated Death Qi Yin Fire?"

Ma Dao people's minds are quick, and even if they figure out the key.

An Quan took the teapot on the stone table and nodded.

"But...... Even so, we still can't investigate and punish the Wei family!"

Monk Xuan'e was puzzled.

An Quan poured a cup of tea for each of them and said, "The Wei family is in a big terrain here, presumably they will know it as soon as the two of them enter Qishui."

At this time, the Wei family chose to hibernate just to guard against the two. The two of them only need to discuss with Ding Xianzun, first pretend to close the case, and let Ding Xianzun send someone to keep an eye on the Wei family!

I believe that it won't be long before the Wei family will inevitably show their feet!"

When the two of them heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up, this method is good.

"It's just that I'm a little worried about ......" Ma Daoren seemed to think of something, and said: "Once the two of us leave Qishui, I am afraid that I will not be able to keep an eye on them just by relying on the fast catchers of the county government!"

"It's easy!" An Quan took a sip of tea and continued, "I can monitor the Wei family on my behalf." ”

"Since Mr. An is willing to help, then it will be fine!"

Hearing that An Quan was willing to make a move, Ma Daoren and they were relieved.

At this time, it was almost noon, and the monks Xuan'e and the others were also preparing to hurry back to the county office and finalize the details with the Ding county order to induce the Wei family to commit the crime again.

The two looked at each other and said goodbye to An Quan.