Dragon Soul in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 77

"Girl, where are you! Xiaosheng's surname is Zhu Minggan, and his name is Zhenhua. If you have any grievances, please tell me. As long as you can help, Xiaosheng, I will do my best." Zhu Gan smiled peacefully, and the expression on his face was even more idiotic. .

A hand stretched out from nowhere and grabbed his ankle. The instant coldness caused Zhu Gan to have countless tiny goosebumps all over his body. He took a step back and raised his leg towards the animal that was crawling out of the mud. The outstretched hand kicked, and there was a crisp cracking sound, like rotten wood crumbling, broken into several large pieces.

"Young Master, my hand hurts so much, Young Master, where are you!" The voice came again, as if it hurt my heart.

Zhu Gan almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He squatted down, looked at the broken arm with a serious face, and said in a sad voice, "Oh, what's wrong! Comminuted fractures are not easy to treat."

"Amitabha, where is the evildoer who dares to make trouble in the holy place of Buddhism, why don't you leave quickly." Suddenly, a Buddha's chant resounded, the sound was like a roaring bell, and it was like roaring mountains and forests, and the sound was mixed with thunder, shaking people's eardrums buzzing.

Zhu Gan only felt his mind suddenly become clear, and after being dazed for a while, he couldn't distinguish between reality and a dream. He saw an old monk walking quickly, his figure was like a ghost, floating like flying, and he shuttled quickly between the mountains and forests , as if teleporting, and suddenly arrived in front of Zhu Gan.

"Amitabha, layman, it is not suitable to stay here for long, you should go down the mountain quickly!" The old monk no longer spoke nonsense, his expression was peaceful, but his temperament was completely different from that in the ancient temple, just like a green pine standing in the forest.

Wang Chengen approached slowly, without hiding the aura in his body, just like a precious sword overflowing with murderous aura, which could cut everything with one blow.

Feeling Wang Chengen's powerful aura, Zhu Qian's heart moved slightly, he took a few steps back slowly, and reached for the flint gun behind his waist. As long as the old monk dared to make any changes, he would definitely be beaten into a sieve.

Wang Chengen was the first to speak and said, "You are not the same person! I didn't expect such a big tiger to lie down in this little-known temple."

The old monk Heshi gave him a slap, said Amitabha, and said: "Although our two brothers are blind in one eye, he has the left eye and I have the right eye. As long as most people don't see our brother at the same time, almost all of them will be blind." wrong person."

"Layman, let's leave here! Wouldn't it be better to let him bury some secrets in the soil forever?" The old monk persuaded again.

Wang Chengen was about to speak, but Zhu Gan interrupted him with a wave of his hand, stepped forward, and said solemnly: "If you play tricks and speak some Buddhist Zen language when you speak, then you are more like an eminent monk than your money-grubbing brother. The weight, it must be extremely heavy."

I don't know if this is a joke or a heartfelt statement. The old monk nodded calmly and said, "I will remember what this layman said. Go back! Life is like a dream. When the dream is broken, you will wake up. Cherish everything in front of you." , don’t put unnecessary pressure on yourself.”

Zhu Qian was still about to speak, but Wang Chengen had already dragged Zhu Qian away without any explanation.

Back in his own courtyard, Zhu Gan's expression was calm, he couldn't see joy or sorrow, but his voice was calm: "How high is this old monk's martial arts?"

Although he tried his best to keep calm, the trembling of Zhu Gan's voice still made Wang Chengen sense the excitement in his heart. He shook his head and said, "It's so high that if I make a move, I have no chance of winning."

Zhu Gan was lying on the bed, his mind was full of the scene where the old monk appeared earlier, whether the speed was extremely fast, leaving an impression of shrinking the ground into inches in his mind, or it was simply teleportation, and what he heard earlier Whether that pleasant voice is real or a dream, and whether it is a woman or not.

All of these are lingering in Zhu Gan's mind, lingering

I fell asleep in a daze, and in my dream, there was a gust of wind blowing in my ears. I don’t know if it was the sobbing of the wind blowing the tree, or the intimate whisper of the woman, and the soft fragrance of nephrite. Opening his eyes, he saw the silhouette of a woman with her back facing her, sobbing softly.

Zhu Qian put his hand on her shoulder, the tentacles were very soft, his heart beat faster, and he felt blood rushing all over his body. The woman with a graceful figure and full of temptation turned her head slowly, and suddenly there was a piercing scream, revealing a With a face as pale as paper and a pair of red pupils, they were unusually bright and dazzling.

Zhu Gan was so frightened that he quickly backed away and kicked her right in the face, screaming and falling off the edge of the bed. Without thinking, Zhu Gan jumped up from the bed with his hands and grabbed the woman. The loose white clothes made her body unstable, and she didn't expect that the woman's body was also heavy, so they were both pulled off the edge of the bed.

Looking at the pair of big eyes that are close at hand, they are unusually bright in the dark night, as clear as water, and there is a faint layer of red in the black and bright pupils, which looks strange but cute, smelling the layer smeared on her face It smells thick and powdery, weird, with baby fat, and I couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek.

The other hand was still holding the clothes on her chest, and it was pressed tightly against her chest, which felt soft and sticky, and when she rubbed it gently, the woman under her screamed, her voice was ear-piercing, almost Zhu Gan didn't get stunned, so he quickly covered her mouth.

Whispered: "Hush! Be quiet."

"Asshole! Get out of here." I didn't expect that I would pretend to be a ghost to scare people, but I was taken advantage of by this person, and I reached out to slap Zhu Gan.

But she was grabbed by Zhu Gan and pressed hard on the ground, but she was not willing to do so, and another hand slapped her hard. Zhu Gan caught her and pressed her to the ground to form a big character, with her legs and waist constantly twisting. Zhu Gan had no choice but to lock her with his legs.

The two bodies were entangled, the woman looked angry, layers of rouge and gouache fell down, revealing the skin under the rouge as snow, tender as tofu, suddenly she couldn't break free, Qiong's nose wrinkled, and her mouth pursed , A layer of mist quickly formed in the big eyes, and big tears fell down.

Tears mixed with rouge powder, immediately turned into a big face, finally sobbing turned into crying, crying out loudly, crying so sad and miserable.

"Oh! I'm still a child." Seeing her pitiful appearance, Zhu Qian let him go and sat aside.

Although he didn't do that kind of thing, his heart felt very tired, and he really wanted to put a eye on it, and slowly get rid of his melancholy.

I saw the little lady shrunk into a ball, weeping and wiping her tears with the back of her hand, and now she was completely a big tabby cat.

Zhu Gan didn't know how to comfort her, so he waited for her to cry, and after seeing her tired from crying, he asked, "Who the hell are you? What do you want!"

snort!The little lady in white snorted coldly, and then started crying again, tears pouring down like springs, I have to say that women are really made of water, Zhu Gan was very impressed, how could she cry as she said, and it took such a long time to cry, Helpless can only sit on the sidelines and wait.

He suddenly realized how he could coax a girl like this, and he said eagerly: "Little girl, don't cry, you won't be pretty if you cry again, come on, be good! Smile, and brother will buy you candy if you smile."

At this time, Zhu Gan was like a strange sorghum.

The little girl in white raised her eyes and glanced at Zhu Gan disdainfully. The white eyes of the big tabby cat were extremely cute: "You treat me as a three-year-old child, buying candy, huh! You are lying, if you want me to smile, you must at least give me a smile." The girl buys a little boy."