The debt repayment life of the full-level metaphysics

Chapter 282 Come to smash the old ancestor's field

Black Wind is now only looking forward to, her daughter is fine.

Under her shout, Qingqing's eyelids moved slightly, she opened her eyes, and the moment she saw her mother, she burst into tears.

The black wind's heart seemed to be broken, holding her daughter and crying together.

An unknown neighbor called the police and then an ambulance.

Soon, the ambulance arrived and took Qingqing back for examination.

Sitting in the ambulance, seeing her daughter sobbing softly in her arms, Black Feng was extremely grateful.

……

Early the next morning.

Jiangli opened his eyes slightly amidst the noise.

"Bang bang bang-"

The knock on the door kept coming.

Jiang Li blinked, his face sank, he sat up suddenly, and said angrily, "Who, what are you doing so early in the morning!"

Lin Yurong also woke up with a start.

She was a little bewildered.

Logically speaking, she is a ghost and does not need to rest.

But in the scorching sun view, she felt like a living person, and when it got dark, she would feel sleepy.

After seeing Jiang Li fall asleep yesterday, she fell asleep not long after.

"Monastery Master, what's the matter?" Lin Yurong asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes when he heard the knocks on the door one after another.

Jiang Li gritted his teeth and got up very angry, "I don't know! I'll go out and have a look!"

After finishing speaking, she lifted the bed and walked out.

He was still mumbling as he walked.

"This Xia Xin, didn't you hear such a loud knock on the door?"

At this time, Xia Xin, who was sleeping soundly, turned over in his sleep. He was wearing earphones, but he didn't hear anything at all.

Lin Yurong saw that Jiang Li was going out, and then walked out of the room.

When Jiangli was walking towards the gate, she looked at the intimidating main hall and dared not approach it.

But the knock on the door was so loud that something seemed wrong.

Lin Yurong was a little worried, she glanced at Xia Xin's room, and walked in through the door with a whoosh.

Jiang Li walked to the gate, but before he opened the door, he heard someone making noise outside.

"Where are the people in Scorching Sun Temple! You liars, come out quickly! Liars like you dare to use the banner of Taoism to bluff outside. Today I will expose your face!"

Jiang Li's face sank, and with a swish, he opened the heavy door.

Then I saw a middle-aged Taoist standing outside.

His face was quite solemn, his eyes were angry, he seemed to be quite fair and majestic, and he tried his best to pretend to be a godly spirit, and to eliminate harm for the people.

But if you take a closer look, you can see the sharp-billed monkey's cheeks, protruding cheekbones, and sunken temples. It's a strange face no matter how you look at it.

And the person standing outside at this time is Taoist Changmin.

He rushed to the Sunshine Temple early in the morning.

Jiang Li glanced at him coldly, "Who are you, who allowed you to play and roll in front of the scorching sun?"

"Who are you?" Hearing this, Taoist Changmin stared at her closely, without connecting Jiang Li with the rumored Lord of the Sun, and said majesticly: "I don't talk to a little girl, your Lord is here Where, call him out!"

Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, "I am the Lord of the Sun Temple, what do you want from me?"

"You are the Lord of the Scorching Sun?" Daoist Changmin was a little surprised, and looked her up and down, no matter how he looked at the little girl in front of him, she didn't look like the legendary Lord of the Scorching Sun.

Taoist Changmin had a look of disbelief, "Little girl, don't lie here, I don't want to waste my time with a little girl!"

Jiang Li narrowed his eyes, and reiterated: "I am the Lord of the Scorching Sun. If there is anything, just tell me. If you don't believe me, please come back."

Taoist Changmin looked at Jiangli suspiciously.

He remembered that Mr. Ye seemed to have said that the Lord of the Sun Temple is a young girl.

But he didn't take this to heart, he always thought that the legendary Lord of the Scorching Sun Temple might be a master invited from somewhere else by the Scorching Sun Temple.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to make Scorching Sun Temple prosperous just after taking over the Scorching Sun Temple.

The heat of the scorching sun view went up to the sky.

(End of this chapter)