Lin Junyu turned around and got into the carriage, and when he saw the Miaoman figure inside, he was immediately frightened and silent, and his face was colorless.

"You've grown fat, and you dare to run out without telling me!" said the Miaoman figure, his voice pleasant, like a yellow bird coming out of the valley.

"Sister, I... Looking at his sister's ice-like delicate face, Lin Junyu smiled.

"Hmph, I'll clean you up when I get back!" the figure snorted and turned to the carriage to leave.

Outside the inn, looking at the departing convoy, Lu Chen's surprised look gradually faded, sending troops to greet him with such fanfare, Lin Junyu, this kid, was deeply hidden, and he actually had such a prominent background.

Lin Junyu is gone, and he is left with the idea of how to arrange the other party.

After returning to the inn, Lu Chen and Murong Ziyun discussed it for a while, and decided to let Han Wenqing stay and take care of those seriously injured Sword Sect disciples, while himself, Ziyun and Teng Qinglei led the remaining thirteen Sword Sect disciples to continue on the road.

This escort is halfway through, so naturally we can't be overturned by this difficulty in front of us.

After Jia Fu had finished burying his son, the convoy continued on its way. After all, people can't be resurrected after death, and the days go on, so this escort mission naturally can't be delayed.

Hundreds of miles away, in Jia Chunming's mansion, he was lying on his back on a Taishi chair in the backyard, holding a bewitching woman in his arms, listening to the opera comfortably, and enjoying his life very much.

Suddenly, Gongsun Yang hurriedly walked from outside the courtyard with a war knife on his back, holding an urgent secret letter in his hand.

"Young master, there's a letter from Qingxi Town, the plan has failed!" Gongsun Yang came to Jia Chunming and said respectfully.

Jia Chunming originally closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, but when he heard the news, his eyes suddenly opened, he stood up, pushed the bewitching woman in his arms away, and shouted at the other party in a cold voice: "Tell me in detail!"

Gongsun Yang was shocked when he saw Jia Chunming's fierce appearance of wanting to devour people, and immediately truthfully explained the contents of the secret letter in detail!

Peng, after listening to the report of his subordinates, Jia Chunming kicked a table to pieces in anger, and scolded angrily: "A bunch of waste, what are those blood skeletons doing to eat! ”

"Childe, there must be a master hidden by Jia Tianpeng's side, and the letter also said that the chess pieces that were placed next to Jia Tianpeng at the beginning also launched an assassination, but I don't know why they were solved by the people around Jia Tianpeng!" Gongsun Yang groaned.

"Shut up, is it still useful to say this! When my third brother returns to the family, then my chances of competing for the head of the family will become more and more slim, and he will definitely not be able to step out of Qingzhou!" Jia Chunming was so angry that he couldn't listen to any explanation, and he was anxious to go around the courtyard.

Gongsun Yang was also very anxious: "Childe, what should we do next?"

"Blood Skeleton used two gold medal killers and twelve silver medal killers, none of them killed Jia Tianpeng, there must be a master by his side, the matter is big, and he can't delay, it seems that he can only find my master to solve it, so as not to have too many dreams at night!" Jia Chunming said with gloomy eyes.

"Look for him, son, you have to think twice. Gongsun Yang's mind was shocked, and he immediately persuaded him.

"Hmph, with my master's move, it will definitely succeed immediately! My third brother won't die, so I don't have to think about the position of the head of this family!" Jia Chunming sneered, turned around and quickly helped the bewitching woman who was pushed to the side to help her up: "Xue Ji, come, get up quickly, are you hurt!"

The bewitching woman stood up flattered, looked at Jia Chunming, who suddenly became gentle and considerate, and a warm feeling flowed in her heart: "Childe, the slave family is fine!" It turned out that his son-in-law still cared about her.

"It's okay, come, accompany me to the Drunken Flower Building!" Jia Chunming looked at Xue Ji's charming and pretty face, and smiled extremely brightly.

The group came to the most prosperous drunken flower building in the county town, the hall was surrounded by fat swallows and thin swallows, countless pink beauties, and countless romantic talents shuttled among them, making generous shots and spending money like dirt.

In an elegantly decorated wing room on the top floor, the dark fragrance floats and lingers, and through the pink veil around the bed tent, two figures can be faintly seen, and the sound is constant.

"Knock knock" At this time, an inopportune sound sounded on the door.

"Who!" a displeased shout rang out from the room.

"Master, it's me!" Jia Chunming led Xue Ji and Gongsun Yang to stand outside the door, respectfully.

"What's the matter with me!" stopped moving in the room, accompanied by the sound of rustling, making people guess that the people inside were dressing.

Crunch, the door of the wing room opened, and a bewitching figure hurriedly walked out, this person's clothes were messy, his face was flushed, obviously he had just experienced a big battle, and when he saw someone outside the door, his expression was ashamed, and he left in a hurry.

Jia Chunming smiled quietly, and walked into the wing room with an antique sandalwood box.

I saw a handsome young man wearing a loose white robe sitting on the tea table, calmly sipping tea, with a long breath, and a special breath emanating from between his eyebrows, like a piece of warm jade that has been nourished for many years. The most surprising thing is that this handsome young man is actually bald, with nine clear ring scars on the top of his head, and a large number of strange black characters painted around him. It seems that his identity is obviously that of a monk.

However, a monk went to the land of fireworks to have fun, which is a big joke in the world!

"Meet the master!" Seeing the bald monk, Jia Chunming hurriedly hugged his fists and greeted.

When Gongsun Yang saw this monk, he had a grim look on his face, and he was a notorious demon monk -- absolutely dustless! This is a famous big man in Kyushu! Twenty years ago, this person committed a great taboo in Buddhism, indiscriminately killed innocents, committed adultery, and plundered, and did all kinds of evil, and set off a bloody storm in Luzhou, which was controlled by the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple, and was later wanted by the masters of Buddhism, and fled to the world.

Jue Wuchen looks only twenty or thirty years old, but his actual age is over a hundred years old, and he mainly practices the technique of collecting yin and replenishing yang all year round to maintain his youthful appearance.

"Well, didn't you tell you to be okay and don't bother me!" said Jie Wuchen, but a pair of demonic Danfeng eyes looked at the bewitching young woman standing aside, that is, Jia Chunming's concubine Xue Ji.

Jia Chunming said respectfully: "The disciple knows that the master likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be disturbed, but recently the disciple has encountered a more tricky matter, and I ask the master to help me! I have a yacon fruit here, and I specially brought it over to honor the master, I hope you will smile!"

Jie Wuchen stretched out a finger, gently picked up the brocade box, and saw a strange fruit lying inside that exuded a cold air, his eyes lit up slightly, and he said with interest: "Let's hear what the hell is going on!"

Jia Chunming saw that there was no dust and showed this heart-warming look, and he was immediately overjoyed, the allure of Wang Pin's spirit fruit was really unusual, and even the innate powerhouse couldn't resist it, although he was reluctant, it was still worth it to be able to invite an innate powerhouse to make a move. Knowing that there was a play, he immediately said the problem in his heart.

"So that's the case, it's rare that you have this filial piety, the Buddha said, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

Jia Chunming said excitedly: "In that case, Master, you have agreed!"

Absolutely Wuchen nodded, raised a single palm, and sighed: "Amitabha, the comfortable days have passed for too long, and it is time for the activity to move the muscles and bones! My Buddha is merciful, there are too many karma in the world, and I need believers such as me to sprinkle the Buddha's light all over the land of Kyushu and shine on the mortal dust!"

Gongsun Yang on the side secretly sneered, full of compassion, but secretly he was a murderous demon full of evil, worthy of the name of the demon monk.

Jia Chunming saw that the master was willing to help, and immediately rejoiced: "Then wait for the good news of the master, and when the matter is completed, the disciple will definitely take the wind and wash the dust for you!"

Absolutely Wuchen waved his hand and said: "That's not necessary, it's just that I've been troubled recently, I've had insomnia and dreams, obviously there is no red dust!"

When Jia Chunming heard this, he comprehended it, and immediately said solemnly: "In this case, you might as well let my concubine Xue Ji serve by your side, and help you one day, you can finally cut off the red world!"

Xue Ji next to her frowned, and said, "Childe, this!" Knowing that this Wuchen is a flower monk, he still wants to let himself serve the other party, isn't this a sheep in the tiger's mouth?

Jia Chunming's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Shut up, it's your blessing to serve my master, don't think nonsense." Remember, when my master is happy, it is your greatest credit!"

When Xue Ji heard this, she was stunned for a moment, thinking back to the deep affection of her son before, it turned out to be a mirror and a moon, and in his eyes, she was actually just a commodity worth using.

"The son can be taught!" Seeing that the disciple was willing to give his personal concubine to himself, he stretched his eyebrows and showed a faint smile.

On the thirteenth day of the lunar month, the sky began to snow again, and it was goose feather snow, which was sprinkled on the earth one after another, decorating everything with a piece of silver.

A convoy walked slowly on the official road, drifting away in the ice and snow.

Lu Chen rode a blue-maned horse, looking at the vast snow in the distance, and his heart was ethereal.

The cold wind was biting, the snowflakes were falling one by one, and the heavy carriage was driving on the official road, making the car creak and creaking, mixed with the sound of wind and snow, so that the journey would not be so lonely.

"The north wind swept the white grass and folded, and the snow flew in August.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom. ”

"It's a lot of snow!" Lu Chen looked up at the falling snow above his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the cold wind was cold, and the snow was flying all over the sky. Walking in this fantastic vast scenery is like walking in the ethereal fantasy world in the painting, which makes him have the urge to chant poetry in his heart.

"What are you talking to yourself alone, after tonight, you will soon be at the border between Yangzhou and Qingzhou, you have to pay more attention!" Murong Ziyun grabbed the belly of the horse and drove the horse to Lu Chen's side, slightly surprised.

Lu Chen said with a smile: "Don't you think the snow scene in front of you is very beautiful?"

When Murong Ziyun heard this, his beautiful eyes looked at it, and he sighed with emotion: "It's beautiful, but it's a pity that this snow is very lonely!"

"Lonely snow, how do you say that?" Lu Chen asked with interest.