Wang Zhenling picked up the inkstone and splashed the ink on the two little white foxes.

The two little white foxes, who were gloating, suddenly turned into little black foxes and were stunned.

This time, the little flower fox just now gloated, stretched out his paws, and pointed, as if mocking.

However, there were no words of laughter, but the unscrupulous Wang Zhenling poured the residual ink on the little flower fox.

All of a sudden, the three little white foxes all turned into little black foxes.

But they couldn't think of it anymore, and they could only see Wang Zhenling laughing.

However, soon Wang Zhenling was overjoyed and sad.

Because the three little foxes immediately retaliated back, they threw themselves directly on him, and wiped all the clothes on their paws and fur on Wang Zhenling's body.

For a while, one person and three foxes giggled, but the ink was all over the house!

The three little foxes finally left in a huff, but only Wang Zhenling was left in the face of the mess, shaking his head and sighing.

However, he was smiling at the corners of his mouth, and his mood was obviously excellent.

It can be regarded as putting aside for the time being that the government may come to the door.

By the way, among the three little foxes, except for Xiaobai, the other two were also named by Wang Zhenling.

One is called Xiao Hei, which is the one who was splashed black with an inkstone by himself.

One is called Xiaohua, who was thrown ink spots on his body with a brush.

The two little foxes just now seemed to be dissatisfied with Wang Zhenling's name, and surrounded Wang Zhenling to threaten and lure Wang Zhenling to change his name.

Wang Zhenling resolutely refused to change, which made the two little foxes go away in a huff.

On the contrary, the little white toe is proud, proud of his name in snow-white fur.

Although in the end, Xiaobai was also thrown off by Wang Zhenling......

At this moment, Wang Zhenling was in a relaxed mood and said to himself: "I now have the true transmission of the Fa, and I don't have to worry about cultivating the Fa."

It's a big deal to hide in a deep mountain and old forest, and cultivate for decades......

It's really not possible, you can also travel to the modern world where Juntianguan is located. Although I can't practice, at least I don't have to worry about life, and I can honestly enjoy the blessings for decades!"

Of course, even so, Wang Zhenling would definitely not do this unless it was absolutely necessary

It's just that people have a way out, and this heart is naturally much more steady!

It seems to be a joke about Wang Zhenling, and it seems that he knows that Wang Zhenling has already made a decision to retreat, and at this time, someone from the government will come to the door.

And he is not a person from the township pavilion, but a county lieutenant in the county court.

This is 400 stones, the official in charge of the county military.

When it appeared, it was also majestic, several light cars guarded the carriage of the county lieutenant, not to mention, there were more than a dozen knights to pass orders back and forth, and hundreds of county soldiers were followed by him, which was really majestic.

Wang Zhenling was still studying in the thatched hut, and he heard the sound of people shouting and neighing horses from afar.

In his heart, he wondered in his heart, he had already seen such a team murderously coming to Xiaomei Mountain.

Wang Zhenling was originally awe-struck in his heart, thinking that these officers and soldiers were here to arrest him, and had already taken off the long knives and bows and arrows from the wall.

But it soon became clear that something was not right, for the county guards had retreated and the two knights had rushed up the hill.

Fortunately, Xiaomeishan said that it was a mountain, but it was just a hill, but he came to Wang Zhenling's thatched house, and shouted: "The one in the house is the Meishan monk, the county lieutenant has patrolled here, please go down the mountain to see!"

Meishan Layman?

Wang Zhenling was slightly stunned, and quickly reacted, isn't this himself?

Living on this Xiaomei Mountain, of course, he is a Meishan resident.

He vaguely knew that he had a bit of a reputation in the county, so he inhaled slightly at this moment and walked out of the house step by step.

But when he saw the two knights dismount quite politely, he said: "The county lieutenant is still waiting at the bottom of the mountain, Meishan monk, just wait!"

The two knights were dressed in leather armor, tall and long-legged, and looked extremely oppressive.

"These guys all seem to be pretty skilled...... It's like a veteran who has killed people on the battlefield......"

Fortunately, he spoke politely, and asked Wang Zhenling to go down the mountain.

"County lieutenant, dare to ask if the county lieutenant is still Deng Jun now? I haven't been in the mountains for too long!" Wang Zhenling asked.

He felt that these two people were not like the previous subordinates of the county lieutenant Deng.

"No, my county lieutenant Chen Jun is a new appointer. Then he added, "From the land of the Three Rivers!"

The land of the Three Rivers is the capital area.

The most of them are the heroes and nobles of the Dacheng Dynasty, the family gate valve.

Wang Zhenling knew it in his heart, and he couldn't say that this county lieutenant Chen was from that big family.

The Danling Wang clan is called a big clan, but in fact, it is just a local clan, and it is just a county tycoon.

There is no way to compare with those real famous families!

All the way down the mountain, I saw that among the county soldiers, there were many more characters wearing armor and looking capable.

Especially the more than ten cavalry, but they can be called elite.

already knows that this county lieutenant is definitely not simple, and he is really from a famous family.

As soon as these people looked at it, they knew that they were the private servants of the county lieutenant, and ordinary people couldn't afford to raise them.

When I saw the county lieutenant again, he was only in his thirties, with a calm face, yellow ribbons and copper seals, standing surrounded by a large group of people, and he looked more and more extraordinary.

And beside this county lieutenant, several people with long swords in their hands looked over, their eyes were sharp, like a knife cut, but all of them were masters.

Everywhere he looked, there were flaws in Wang Zhenling's walking, but looking at it like this, it suddenly made Wang Zhenling embarrassed, and he couldn't even walk well!

Because, these people's eyes are too vicious and tricky, every time they look at the past, it is either Wang Zhenling's flaws, or Wang Zhenling's next move, they have already looked at the past one step in advance.

This made Wang Zhenling feel that he couldn't even walk well for a while.

But he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart: "Master, really a master." Moreover, I'm afraid these few still have the skills of joint fighting!"

Because of the tacit understanding between these people, some people looked at Wang Zhenling's flaws, and some people looked at Wang Zhenling's next move.

If it is a shot, I am afraid that it will be so cooperative, some people will attack Wang Zhenling's flaws, and some people will predict his next move and attack.

This made Wang Zhenling secretly bitter in his heart, if he really started to do it, he was afraid that he would not have the slightest power to fight back.

But at this time, the county lieutenant Chen had already laughed, took two steps forward, and said: "I have already heard of the name of the Meishan monk, and it is really a blessing to be able to see it today!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the eyes of those swordsmen shifted away, and the heavy pressure disappeared.

This made Wang Zhenling breathe a sigh of relief, and bowed his hand to the county lieutenant Chen: "Wang Zhenling, the little people, meet the county lieutenant!"