Nine-fold lotus of the famous family

Chapter 59
The atmosphere became a little ambiguous and frozen for a moment, and after a long while, Ji Chonglian regained her voice.

"Which 'Chang Gong'?"

Although she felt that Pei Yan's behavior at this moment was very strange, Ji Chonglian worked hard to calm down. After realizing it, she blinked her eyes and raised her lips with interest, because she thought of one of her favorite historical figures, Gao Changgong, the king of Lanling.

"Tibetan bow cooking dog, Tibetan bow!"

Pei Yan's explanation is very simple, the word "Tibetan Bow" was chosen by the master, I'm afraid it may have made him hide his edge before he was fledgling, and don't act impulsively.

"Flying birds are exhausted, good bows are hidden, cunning rabbits are dead, and lackeys are cooking. This meaning is not good, so it is better to change it to Chang Gong! Longevity is long, and respect is respectful."

As Ji Chonglian said, she had unconsciously written the word "Chang Gong" in her palm for Pei Yan to see. Maybe it was because of her love for idols in her heart that she blurted it out, and then she felt that it was wrong. Where can the words be changed casually?
"Chang Gong..."

Pei Yan thought for a while, but said nothing, maybe one day, when he no longer needs to hide, when he shows his sharpness, when he wins back the dignity that a Pei family should have, when he cleans up his father uprightly Wronged!

There will be such a day, for sure!

Pei Yan clenched her fists tightly, with a firm light shining in her eyes!
"Then I... shall I go now?"

Ji Chonglian glanced at Pei Yan carefully, she really couldn't understand what his joy was for, at this critical juncture, is there anything to be happy about?

Although he didn't smile, she only felt that there was an unbreakable smile on the corners of his brows and eyes, full of youthful vigor and ambition.

"Go ahead and be careful!"

Pei Yan nodded, clasped his hands in front of his chest, his stern chin was so confident that Ji Chonglian couldn't help but take a second look.

Walking to the corner of the corridor, as if she had a premonition, Ji Chonglian stopped her pace, and when she turned her head, Pei Yan was really still looking at her. Seeing her turning her head, she just nodded deeply and said, "I'm waiting for you!"

Ji Chonglian was startled, turned around hastily, and left here without stopping, until she walked a long way, she still felt her cheeks burning hot.

I am waiting for you!
I am waiting for you!
Pei Yan's deep voice still seemed to be echoing in her ears, but why did she feel that this sentence seemed to contain two meanings?

Was he waiting for her to return safely?Or are you waiting for her to grow up safely?
Combined with what he asked her just now, she boldly made this guess... Is she crazy?It must be.

Her physical age is only eight years old, although her mental age has reached the edge of a leftover woman, maybe she is too sensitive and overthinks.

Ji Chonglian shook her head, took a deep breath, temporarily put aside those messy thoughts in her mind, pondered the direction Pei Yan told her just now, and sneaked away cautiously with small steps.

It wasn't until Ji Chonglian's figure disappeared around the corner that Pei Yan withdrew his gaze, and the smile on his lips slowly subsided, and when he turned to the two men hanging upside down again, his face had already darkened.

The two men only felt trembling all over, Pei Yan's cold eyes were like ice knives, cutting on his body like a substance, the short fat man couldn't stop letting out a mournful sob.

"I won't kill you!"

Pei Yan snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "But you can rest now!"

As soon as the words were finished, it was almost the moment Pei Yan raised his hand, the two of them suddenly felt a tingling in their stamina, their eyes blurred, and they were already unconscious.

The inner hall of Guangfu Temple is at the intersection of the front yard and the back yard. It is usually used for the monks in the temple to chant scriptures during class. It was originally closed to pilgrims, but at this moment the inner hall is full of people, and it looks like a dark place. , It's really a bit infiltrating.

Ji Chonglian has been observing for a while in the corridor at the corner. In order not to let people see the difference at a glance, there are still two monks guarding the inner hall, but they look a bit mischievous, and the ring seal on the forehead seems to have been ironed.

Ji Chonglian rolled her eyes...a fake monk?

No matter, any more hesitation now will waste more time, Ji Chonglian gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and rushed into the inner hall.

The two monks guarding outside the hall were indeed pretending, but when they were caught off guard, Ji Chonglian's dexterous figure slipped in, and with just a glance, he locked on the most eye-catching figure in the hall, who seemed to be the leader of the monk. Bald man.

The man was dressed in a gray monk's skirt, about forty years old, with mighty tiger eyes and protruding temples, his eyes glanced at the old abbot sitting on the futon with his eyes closed and meditating from time to time, and the layman dressed as a waiter A trace of restrained anger flashed in the young man's eyes.

"Oh, grab her!"

When the fake monk outside the hall realized it, he quickly shouted inward, and everyone's eyes focused on Ji Chonglian.

"Ah, help!"

Ji Chonglian's face was full of panic, she seemed to be in a panic, but in fact she took advantage of the loopholes, her whole body was like a slippery loach, so that those who wanted to catch her along the road could only touch the corner of her clothes, maybe there were those lumps The help of the sitting monks, their inadvertent tiptoes, can make her pursuers stumble forward.

"Master, save me, save me!"

Ji Chonglian found the target and was about to pounce on the monk. Suddenly, a slender hand appeared out of nowhere. placket.

"what are you doing?!"

Ji Chonglian showed horror, and then realized that the person who stopped her was a lay disciple dressed as a layman, only in his twenties, with a very ordinary appearance, but those eyes were very deep, revealing a sharp cold light , seems to be able to see everything.

Ji Chonglian's heart trembled, but tears were already streaming down her face, she sobbed with grievance and fear: "Aunt, big sister, where are you... I can't find you..."

"It's just a lost little girl, you won't let it go?"

The monk let out a cold snort, obviously he couldn't see it, but because he was restrained by others, he couldn't make a quick move, and he really felt oppressed in his heart.

"Since she is lost, she should naturally stay where she should be."

The young man let go of his hand, and Ji Chonglian felt his body fall to the ground in a flash. The marble floor was shiny, but there was a icy chill, and she couldn't help shivering.

Next to him was a man dressed in commoner clothes who took two steps forward, and Ji Chonglian took a peek at him. Although this man looked a bit fierce, he was neatly dressed, and he was obviously not in the same class as the two caught by Pei Yan, so he just called him that man. The young man said, "Boss, this girl is also thrown into the group of female relatives, maybe it is a girl from some family!"

(End of this chapter)