Unscrupulous stick: kidnap a regent to farm

Chapter 9 The Simple Little Monk
Unexpectedly, this Rakshasa Temple is so strictly guarded, "Do you have any ideas?"

Fangzheng sighed and remained silent for a while.

Long Yuejiao clasped her palms, feeling powerless all of a sudden, she finally found a way to make money, so couldn't she carry it out?
"How about this, you set a time to come, and then sneak outside the temple, and I'll ask Mu Qing to pick you up!" Fang Zheng suggested.

"Is Mu Qing a young monk outside?" Long Yuejiao asked.

Fangzheng nodded.

"Do you want to tell him the truth and let him pick me up or find a way to lie to him?"

"This Mu Qing is the most innocent of all monks. He has no intentions. He will do whatever I ask him to do. If I don't tell him the reason, he won't ask."

"Huh?" Long Yuejiao blinked, "Then you are the person they invited, does Muqing know?"

"Look at the shrewdness, why are you so stupid? Can ordinary people know about this? Only the abbot and the two monasteries know about it." Fangzheng looked contemptuous.

Long Yuejiao: "..."

"Then do as you said, I will come at noon two days later, and you will ask Mu Qing to pick me up then."

"Go ahead." Fangzheng waved his hand.

Long Yuejiao got up and left, and went out of the house, seeing Mu Qing standing at the door in a daze, she poked his fair and tender face with itchy hands.

Mu Qing's body trembled, and he came back to his senses, seeing Long Yuejiao looking at him playfully, with embarrassing expression on his face, and his tone was a little uncomfortable, "Shi... benefactor, have you come out?"

Originally, she had no idea, but seeing him like this, Long Yuejiao's heart skipped a beat, and she said, "Well, let's go."

"Where are you going?" Mu Qing wondered.

Long Yuejiao tilted her head and said with a smile, "Your master asked you to send me out of the Raksha Temple."

"Oh." Responding, Muqing pointed to the courtyard gate and said please.

It's really easy to deceive, Long Yuejiao answered in her heart, but shook her head in disbelief, "Your master asked you to take me out secretly, so that no one will find out."

Mu Qing showed a puzzled look, but still didn't ask anything, hugged her waist and took her out of the courtyard.

The sudden suspension made Long Yuejiao almost cry out in fright, but she finally held back, and when she recovered, she and Mu Qing had already appeared outside the Rakshasa Temple, and the temple fair was still lively at this time. No one noticed them suddenly appearing at the gate.

Standing firm and moving away from Mu Qing's arms, Long Yuejiao curled her lips, this Mu Qing was just as Fang Zheng said, pure and lovely...

After being silent for a few seconds, thinking about the business, Long Yuejiao said to Mu Qing solemnly, "Brother, I'm leaving first, thank you for sending me out, and farewell."

After saying that, she stepped down the mountain, not noticing that the little monk named Mu Qing was blushing, she was thinking about one thing, her waist was soft, soft, like a woman...

After a long time, Mu Qing woke up in vain, glanced around, walked a few steps to a deserted place, and flew into the temple.

Long Yuejiao left for a long time, Fang Zheng, who was sitting in the room, thought of something and rushed out. At this time, Mu Qing happened to come back, saw him, and Mu Qing asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Where's that young master just now?" Fang Zheng asked.

"Tu'er sent her away."

Fangzheng frowned, thinking that he would not be able to catch up, so he sighed and returned to the house.

Mu Qing was puzzled, and asked, "Master, what happened?"

Fangzheng didn't want to answer, but there was something called embarrassment. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Do you think he looks like... an expert?" Ci, and seeing that her fortune-telling skills are better than his, he lifted her up.

"Not like." He answered decisively.

Fangzheng almost vomited blood, and instantly felt that he was being fooled by Long Yuejiao, so he just said, how could he be such a powerful fortune teller at such a young age...

However, in the next second, Mu Qing said again, "However, Tuer thinks that the world's best people are not necessarily what we think, they are white-haired, not young, and they look like immortals. "

That's right, what he said made sense, Fangzheng nodded, and the cloud of suspicion just now dissipated from his mind. No one said that people who are stronger than him cannot be younger than him. It seems that Long Yue is so talented in fortune-telling tough.

Long Yuejiao didn't know that she was being suspected. On the way down the mountain, she began to figure out who the rich and powerful families in Zhangjia County were.

With this calculation, Long Yuejiao couldn't help being surprised. There are more than a hundred households in this county with a net worth of more than ten thousand taels, and there are even a dozen or so households with net worth of more than ten million.

Tsk tsk, a lot of money!

Sighing, Long Yuejiao stroked her chin and pondered for a moment, then selected one household from hundreds of households to calculate the situation of this household.

"In the Wang family, his wife passed away three years ago. There is a son, numerous concubines, and ten sons and daughters... Well, he doesn't seem to have any intention of fortune-telling."

After reading this sentence, Long Yue patted her brows tenderly, "Isn't it possible to let him tell fortunes without intention?"

How can she make money if everyone is not lucky?If you want to make money, you have to develop these unlucky people into potential customers!

OK, let's start with the Wang family!

After making up her mind, Long Yuejiao wanted to go back without any worries. She had already prepared a draft. If Zhang Mei asked her if she found something, she would say that she had found it. go out.

"Huh?" Finding that her leg couldn't be lifted, Long Yuejiao lowered her head in doubt, and saw a two or three-year-old boy hugging her thigh tightly.

"Kid, what are you doing?"

The little man looked at her with watery eyes, and said in a childish voice, "Sister, will you take me up there?"

Just as she was about to answer, she suddenly realized that he was calling her sister. Long Yuejiao looked down at her body and said in a low voice deliberately, "I'm a brother, not a sister."

"Sister, will you take me up there?" The little man ignored her words and said to himself.

The corners of Long Yuejiao's mouth twitched, and she retorted, "I'm an older brother!"

"Sister, are you okay?" The little man insisted.

Long Yuejiao was speechless. After looking at him for a few seconds, she wanted to pull him away. No matter how she pulled, the villain would not let go.

Afraid of hurting him, Long Yuejiao let go of her hand and asked, "You want to go up the mountain? What are you going up for?"

The little man lowered his bright eyes and said nothing.

Seeing this, Long Yuejiao guessed by herself, "Do you want to go up the mountain to see the temple fair?"

"Yeah, sister, will you take me up there?" The little man nodded and responded directly.

Long Yuejiao shook her head, "The temple fair is over now, you should go home... Uh, by the way, where is your adult? Why do you want me to take you up the mountain? Where are your parents? Where are they?"

Asking this, Long Yuejiao looked around.

"Sister, the temple fair is not over yet, can you take me there?" Ignoring her question, the little man answered.

Not seeing anyone like the little man's parents, and hearing the little man's evasive answer, Long Yuejiao understood something, and refused him expressionlessly, "No!"

(End of this chapter)