Step on a branch

Chapter 63 Vengeance Porcelain Vase
Qin Feng stood in the very center.

From being confused and angry at the beginning, to now, he has calmed down.

Amidst the din of watching the excitement, Qin Feng raised his voice and said, "I am upright and am not afraid of the slanting shadow. If you think I am doing something wrong, then report to the officials, go to the Yamen, and explain the matter clearly."

"Young Master of the Hou Mansion, officials and officials protect each other!"

Qin Feng followed the sound and looked.

The one who shouted was a thick and strong man who was filled with righteous indignation.

Just looking at his expression, he doesn't seem to be the helper of the person who framed him, but a spectator.

Qin Feng said: "Yan Shucai of Fuguo Duke's Mansion was exiled by the emperor's decree because he robbed a civilian girl. That person is a real relative of the emperor and cannot escape the punishment. If I enter the yamen, everyone, who is the official?" Dare to protect me?"

"That's right," Qin Luan led Qin Miao, followed Qian'er to the center, "Suspects, sufferers, and witnesses all went to the Yamen to clarify."

Qin Feng saw a few people, and his expression became solemn again.

It's disgraceful to let people watch such a scene, but he is upright, no matter which yamen he goes to, he is not afraid of being confused.

But he didn't want to involve Qin Luan.

With so many people, what should Aluan do if someone bumps into her?
Before, he disapproved of letting Qin Miao go to find Qin Luan, but at that time he couldn't take care of himself, let alone Qin Miao who ran away in a hurry.

"I'm fine," Qin Feng comforted his sister softly, "I'm not at a disadvantage, and I'm not afraid of reasoning, so don't worry. Let Qian'er accompany you home first, and don't blow the cold wind here."

Qin Luan did not listen to his words.

Seeing that the coachman was protecting Qin Miao's servant and none of his family members were injured, Qin Luan asked: "Brother, tell me first what's going on?"

The onlookers gradually became quiet.

Watch the excitement, but also understand it.

It is now known that this is a family of three siblings.

The younger sister wears Taoist robes. I don't know if she is really practicing Taoism or if she likes to wear it like this.

As for the other ins and outs, everyone is in a daze.

Seeing this, Qin Feng took a deep breath and said, "Brother She is playing chess in the chess club today. I walked through the alley in front to see him. Halfway through, the priest rushed out and said that I robbed the girls , I wanted to argue with him, and I was surrounded."

Qin Luan looked at the Taoist priest.

He is short in stature, looks about [-] years old, is dressed in a clean and tidy Taoist robe, wears a scarf, and grows some beard.

"Pindao also passed through that alley, and met this man who did evil things and dragged a girl by force," the Taoist said, "Pindao came to help and stop this evildoer."

Qin Feng wanted to refute, but seeing Qin Luan shaking his head at him, he held back.

He believed that A Luan had some ideas.

Qin Luan asked again: "Where is that girl?"

"After being rescued by the poor Taoist priest, she left," the Taoist said. "Young Taoist friend is also a woman, and she knows that women are in trouble. It is not unusual for her to refuse to show up as the sufferer."

Qin Luan turned his head and didn't ask the scholar, but only asked Qin Feng: "If my brother wants to rob me by force, just knock him unconscious with a knife in one hand, and just walk with his armpit. The people around him saw that the bird is dependent on others, who will care about you?" How can you procrastinate on such a trivial matter?"

Even if Qin Feng was slandered for no reason, he couldn't laugh or cry after hearing Qin Luan's words.

"It's not what I did, how can there be such a reason!" Qin Feng said.

In the crowd, several quick-thinking people couldn't help but nod in agreement.

This official son is tall and strong, and he has practiced kung fu just by looking at him.

If you want to grab it by force, how can it be so rough?
At this time, Qin Luan asked again: "How did the Taoist priest help each other? With the Taoist priest's skill, he should not be able to stop my brother."

With just a few words of dialogue, the crowd was already shaken, and the Taoist couldn't help being impatient.

Hearing this, he took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his sleeve.

"Pindao knew that his skills were insufficient, so he used this body-fixing talisman to fix Brother Ling."

The talisman faces the wind.

The crowd roared loudly.

I have heard a lot of Taoist techniques, and it is rare to encounter them.

It's so busy today, but it's so beautiful!

The Taoist raised the corner of his mouth and smiled triumphantly: "This talisman of the impoverished Taoist will fix who doesn't move. Brother Ling was caught by the poor Taoist, so he couldn't escape in time, and was surrounded by all the rushing people. Even if the talisman was effective, He was only allowed to come here instead of running away. If anyone doesn’t believe it, you might as well give it a try!”

As soon as the words fell, of course there were those who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, squeezed into the middle, and wanted to feel fixed.

The Taoist muttered something, and the talisman flew out and stuck to the person who tried it.

In an instant, the dancing person stopped moving.

The only thing that can move is his mouth.

"It's fixed, it's really fixed! Hey, I can't move!"

The Taoist became more and more proud, took the talisman paper, and asked a few more people to try.

The more they tried, the more wrong the crowd looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng himself frowned.

Yes.

He had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

Things happened suddenly, and the wind fell again, so I didn't care to think about it from scratch.

Thinking about it now, he was indeed frozen for a moment, as if he was at the entrance of the alley, for a short time, and then he was surrounded by people, and a group of people pushed and squeezed to the outside of the chess club that was very close.

"Aluan." Qin Feng called out.

No matter how upright he stood, the Taoist priest had bluffed so many people with the talisman, how could he prove himself?
Qin Luan raised his head upon hearing the sound, his clear eyes were peaceful and indifferent.

Suddenly, Qin Feng felt at ease.

A Luan is confident, he naturally trusts his sister.

"Fellow daoists are indeed capable of using talismans," Qin Luan took a step forward, and said unhurriedly, "It's just that fellow daoists and everyone don't know, to help me practice, my brother has been using medicine recently, and any talisman has no effect on him. "

The Taoist sneered: "Your lies..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Luan's fly whisk was switched to his left hand, and with his right hand, he took out a piece of talisman paper and waved it into the air with lightning speed.

"It's not a powerful talisman. Just post it and laugh. I drew it for fun."

Qin Luan pointed his finger, and the laughing talisman flew across quickly and landed in front of Qin Feng.

"Brother, do you want to laugh?" Qin Luan asked.

Qin Feng: ...

If he laughed, it was to make Qin Luan laugh.

Qin Luan pointed again, and the laughing talisman flew away from Qin Feng and landed on the person who had tried the body talisman earlier.

In an instant, burst into laughter.

That one clutched his belly and jumped up and down laughing.

Qin Luan pointed again.

That smile froze on his face, and he took a few big gasps.

And the person who was pasted with the talisman started laughing.

After a few changes, the crowd was stunned and stunned.

Qin Luan moved his fingers again, and the talisman returned to Qin Feng's body.

Qin Feng sullenly did not smile.

"Brother, do you want to save face?" Qin Luan raised his eyebrows.

Qin Feng blinked.

He could see that Aluan was unhappy.

Obviously he was confronting a Taoist priest, but he just asked A Luan to go home first.

Porcelain vases also hold grudges.

Being stared at by his younger sister, Qin Feng had no choice but to laugh out loud twice.

Laugh insincerely.

Upstairs in the chess club, Lin Fan, who had arrived one step earlier, watched the movement with his hands behind his back.

The sunlight reflected the remnant snow, which was a little dazzling.

He didn't look away, he just stared at Qin Luan in the crowd.

Qin Luan hugged Fuchen, calmly and confidently: "If the Taoist priest doesn't believe it, you might as well try your talisman on my brother again."

　Let me say it again, the essence of this book is still an old saying, everyone, don't think too mysteriously, your author can't write about Nuxuan.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)