Bandit girl unscrupulous: kidnap a prince to farm

Chapter 281 Monster!Show your true colors quickly!
Mu Maofeng grinned grimly, turned his head and looked at the monks who were chained and pulled out one by one, feeling extremely refreshed in his heart, touched his bald head, and counted them, the bald father frowned.

It's a pity that at the end of the count, it seems that one is missing, and he ran very fast!

Mu Maofeng patted his bald head, and scolded his mother: "Fuck, chase after me! Dig three feet and find him!"

I slipped under my nose, this monk is really a capable person, but do you think he, Mu Maofeng, is easy to fool?If you pour dirty water on your daughter, you have to be prepared to pay the price!

Although we are also bald, we are not a group of wimpy monks who are vegetarians and spread rumors!
Daoran did indeed run away. In such a big scene, he would be a fool if he didn't run away. Fortunately, these idiots gathered a lot of fellow villagers. He followed the crowd and put a big hat on himself to cover the bald gourd. , got mixed up with the crowd and just ran away, anyway, it was dark outside, and the black lights were blind and they didn't wear monk robes, who knew who!

Daoran began to deeply admire his idea of ​​not wearing a monk's robe, which is a precautionary thought. Fortunately, he thought about it comprehensively.

But the brothers went in...

But forget it, when the time comes, I will die and refuse to admit it, and then I will find a way to get him out.

King Jing of Beijing usually keeps on cats, and even gives him this and that, so why is he waiting here for him after making a fuss?
Monk Daoran sneered as he ran all the way under the cover of night.

King of Beijing, King of Beijing, you deserve to be the one who can lead the northern border. This bite is so fast and ruthless that I am overwhelmed and overwhelmed!
Daoran ran back to his residence in one breath, and closed the door tightly. He didn't dare to light candles in the dark, for fear of some accidents. He was already in a state of nervousness. After thinking about it for a long time, he started to do something. thing.

Clear all the bribes received during this period from the house, and the provincial king of Beijing Jing will come to search the house if he has nothing to do that day, then it will be troublesome!
Daoran frowned, his eyes gleamed fiercely in the darkness.

But at this moment, the candle in the room was suddenly lit, and the candlelight reflected a human face, and the frightened Monk Daoran screamed, as if fleeing through the door in a panic.

Du Sha made a mocking smile: "You are still a holy monk, so timid? Sure enough, there is a ghost in your heart, so you are so afraid?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Monk Daoran calmed down, but he still stretched out his hands to cover his chest, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, he had no choice but to be terrified, his heart was still beating non-stop, he wiped his With sweat on his forehead, he walked over with a frown and sat down next to Dusha. Dusha turned on the button and placed it between the two.

"Hmph, you just jump in when someone digs a hole for you?"

Daoran also snorted coldly: "I underestimated Prince Jing!"

Dusha smiled charmingly, and glanced up and down at Daoran: "Isn't the monk's six senses pure?"

"Hmph!" Dao Ran brushed off the dust on his body, and said seriously: "Bingling Temple also depends on incense for food!"

Dusha sneered, but he didn't say anything. She really doesn't think there's anything good about a monk who is obsessed with the world and has a lot of wealth and sex. He's more handsome than the King of Beijing, so he can seek a job in his position. Needless to say, he was very brave.

"Then you can take care of yourself. When the sun rises, I'm afraid you won't be able to sit here and chat so leisurely."

"What are you afraid of!" Monk Daoran smiled: "As long as there is no evidence, what can these people do to me?"

Daoran started to stand up while laughing, and moved all the gold, silver and jewelry hidden in the house to other places little by little.

Du Sha was on the side, drinking tea and watching with a smile.

There is nothing more ridiculous than watching a monk struggle to hide gold, silver and jewels.

But if she can shake Mu Jinxuan, she doesn't care anymore.

The monks were arrested and interrogated one by one. Mu Maofeng hung them all on the wall. The executioner held a whip and answered whatever was asked. To answer Maofeng's request, for example, Boss Mu asked, "What is your purpose?"

If you answer to promote Buddhism, you will be whipped, and if you answer to come to Korla to cause trouble, you will be whipped even more. Only when you answer that it is not good for the princess, Mu Maofeng nodded and signaled that you don't need to be whipped, just drag people over According to the fingerprints, he was thrown into the prison cell, and Wu Dazhuang was thrown there.

This group of monks are all skinny and tender. It seems that they have not suffered any hardships. After smoking a pass, they are sending a strong person to scare them. The custodian is honest and tells them what to say. What.

Although the third uncle's brainwashing skills are really effective, these people will obviously drag everyone down. After washing them, they can only be thrown into the field as fertilizer, which is really useless.

Mu Maofeng made up his mind, so he didn't let the third uncle go out, but brought the man himself, and punished him to death, so as to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Torture was going on in the cell.

Monk Daoran was also making preparations in his own residence, and when the day dawned, he would come over and let King Jing and his concubine know that he was not so easy to handle!

Monk Daoran prepared everything with a smile, looked up at the sky, the sky in the east was pale, and full of ambition, he turned his head and smiled at Du Sha: "Beauty, wait for the good news from the poor monk!"

Du Sha sneered, didn't speak, just watched the door closed tightly, turned and left.

After the shocking scene of the monk prostitution yesterday, Korla City has all kinds of gossip news again, but this is not as shocking as the other incident that happened early this morning.

That monk Daoran stood at the door of the Zhenbei General's Mansion early in the morning, with a table in front of him filled with various spells, holding a red gold Zen staff and a black gold bowl, sitting cross-legged at the door, eyes closed, mouth Plausible words.

The servants who opened the door early in the morning and were about to sweep the door were taken aback. They came in to report after seeing who this person was. Lou Shaoqing and the concubine were resting, so Mu Jinxuan had to come out to have a look. As soon as she went out, she saw Such a scene.

The great monk sat cross-legged, chanting words, and surrounded by a lot of fellow villagers watching the excitement. After all, the monk's prostitution was already full of disturbances, and many people saw it. To describe it like this to my family, the part-time job is glamorous and ruthless.

People pointed at Monk Daoran, and when they saw Mu Jinxuan going out, they all knelt down in unison, shouting, "Thousands, thousands, thousands, long lives, the princess."

Hearing people's cries, the great monk who had kept his eyes closed stood up, staring straight at Mu Jinxuan, and then shouted: "Monster, in front of the poor monk, hurry up and show your true colors!" After pronouncing the Buddha's name, the Zen stick in his hand began to tap the ground rhythmically, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a magic stick.

Mu Jinxuan looked at the monk in front of her with some dumbfounding, it was really interesting, she couldn't tell the difference between a human and a monster, although there was a change of person inside the shell, but this body was a living person!This bewitching monk!
"Master, what kind of monster is this palace? Why doesn't this palace know?"

She wanted to see what other explanations this demon monk could have!

Dao Ran's expression was solemn, neither humble nor overbearing: "You come from the Dabie Mountains in the Central Plains, and you are a fox demon deep in the Dabie Mountains. You were born when Pangu opened up the world, absorbing the Yin energy of the world and gathering together, turning into a human form, sucking people's hearts, and people who lose their hearts become human beings. Your puppet, listen to your words, and use it for you!"

Monk Daoran spoke clearly and logically, and the onlookers were once again confused, whether this is true or not!
"It was you who used sorcery last night to have such an absurd scene. Fortunately, the poor monk has some way of thinking, and managed to break through your charm to escape and ascend to heaven!"

"Oh?" Mu Jinxuan thought it was funny, what kind of nonsense reason could this person make up?
"Really? I'm so powerful, how dare you come to me?"

Make it up, keep making it up, let's see if you can wrap yourself in it.

"The poor monk brought from the residence the Zen stick specially given by the presiding elder to subdue demons. With this Zen stick, all demons will be subdued. Therefore, you evildoers, quickly show your original shape, get out of Korla, and go back to your Dabie Mountain to rest." If you want to come out again to harm the world, maybe one day you will have a chance, and you will be able to transform into an immortal and escape from the suffering of all sentient beings!"

What Monk Daoran said seemed to be true, many people began to waver again, it seemed a bit true!

It turns out that the monks who prostitutes are all cast by the princess!

Mu Jinxuan couldn't help laughing out loud, she really didn't know that she had such a great ability to cast spells to make these monks go whoring, but it was true that she had secretly arranged a plan.

"It's nonsense, where did the demon monk come from, who is so arrogant, not only eating meat and drinking, but also getting money and sex, and in turn slandering the palace!"

Mu Jinxuan straightened her expression, took a step forward, her weak back was straightened, her eyes were dark, with firm and inconsistent luster, even though she was not as tall as Dao Ran monk, she straightened her back and stared at the front without any panic The gaze of the great monk made this person look extremely solemn and imposing, making people unconsciously want to give in, and even take a step back to avoid this terrifying gaze.

Monk Daoran's knees softened and he wanted to back away, but he resisted and said as usual: "Monster, if you don't leave obediently, don't blame the poor monk for being rude to you!"

"You're welcome? If this palace is really a monster, you will die here. With such a profound morality as you said, you can still let you play wild at the gate of Zhenbei General's Mansion?!"

"Monster!" Monk Daoran yelled, he came here today to turn Xianyu over, so what's the matter with being suppressed like this?
"Hurry up and show your original shape!"

(End of this chapter)