All Heavens Hongmeng Tree

Everyone was stunned when they heard it. They didn't expect that the area of ​​the first good at the feet of the emperor would be so smoky.

Ning Caichen said: "Don't people dare to control those officials?"

The second shopkeeper shook his head and said, "It was fine a few years ago, but a few honest and honest adults caught a group of fake monks, and they all restrained themselves a lot.

But later, these adults either contracted the disease and died, or returned to their hometown, and even worse, they were sent to prison to raid their homes and exterminate their families.

These officials who have been replaced now are all clay statues of Bodhisattvas, each with their mouths tightly closed, turning a blind eye.

There are even those who rose up by fawning on those monks.

They call brothers and sisters with the group of monks every day, drink and eat meat, so happy! "

As he was talking, a dozen or twenty bald-headed monks came into view.

They don't have ring scars on their heads, they just shaved their hair, and some have short hair more than an inch long.

They all wore thick brocade-patterned clothes with gold, silver and beautiful jade hanging from their waists, looking nondescript.

They swaggered through the market, picked up the food from the roadside vendors and stuffed them into their mouths.

He spit on the ground when he encountered something unsatisfactory, and he didn't care about meat, wine, and meat.

At this moment, a carriage passed by on the street, and in front of the carriage were four health servants with knives slung around their waists.

The monks blocked the road, and the two sides quarreled.

Ning Caichen's heart trembled, he sensed Nie Xiaoqian's presence, and he couldn't help getting up and standing by the window.

At this time, the carriage opened the curtain, revealing a face that was both angry and joyful.

The two looked at each other and looked excited.

Ning Caichen wanted to go downstairs, but saw Nie Xiaoqian gently shaking his head at him, and then whispered something to a guard.

The guard turned and walked towards the inn.

Zhuge Wolong walked to Ning Caichen and said in a low voice, "My lord, since I've seen Miss Nie, when we meet again in the future, I'll ask about the situation first."

Ning Caichen suppressed his excitement and nodded.

At this time, when the group of monks saw Nie Xiaoqian's face, they were all stunned and fascinated.

One by one, they were about to rush forward. The guards drew their knives and glared angrily, and the two sides confronted each other.

Some of the pranksters stretched their necks and shouted: "If you have the seeds, chop me up and hurt your grandfather Buddha, let's see who can save you!

Don't talk about you bastards, even your masters will eat and hang! "

Seeing that these guards did not dare to draw their knives to cut them, these monks became bold and rushed forward around the carriage.

If you don't use the knife, the opponent will be crowded, and the three guards on Nie Xiaoqian's side are really not the opponents of this group of monks.

Upstairs, everyone was filled with righteous indignation. Yan Chixia and Zhiqiu Yiye were about to make a move when they suddenly saw a pretty woman jumping out of the carriage and shouted softly:

"We are the family of Mr. Fu, Minister of War. Are you also these bastards, are you courting death?"

She rushed into the crowd with three punches and two kicks, knocking down a large area in an instant.

The mourning of the group of monks rang out, and one by one, they limped away with each other.

It wasn't until he ran far away that he turned around and said harsh words. Seeing the woman was about to chase, one by one screamed and scattered.

"The little lady of the Fu family is doing well!"

The women on the street stuck their heads out of the door and applauded.

The woman Luoluo generously clasped her fists to everyone, and then jumped into the car lightly.

Nie Xiaoqian took a deep look at Ning Caichen, lowered the curtain, and the carriage started slowly.

Inside the car, the delicate woman asked her, "Sister, is that scholar upstairs your destiny?"

Nie Xiaoqian blushed and asked softly, "What do you think of him?"

The beautiful woman smiled and said, "She looks pretty, but she's stupid, like a goose. Hee hee..."

The two girls were fighting, leaving behind a string of silver bell-like laughter.

It turned out that Nie Xiaoqian's reincarnation that day was not a simple reincarnation, but a union with Fu Qingfeng, the eldest daughter of Fu Tianqiu, Minister of War.

This Fu Qingfeng not only looks exactly the same as Nie Xiaoqian, but also has the same temperament and habits, the two seem to be split from one person.

Therefore, they were smoothly integrated into one person without any exclusion.

When Fu Qingfeng was very young, some experts from the Laoshan sect said that her fate was incomplete and she had an early death in order to fortune-telling.

Unless you meet the fate of marriage, you can be harmonious and grow old together.

And when the fate of the marriage appears that day, you will feel it yourself.

Therefore, when Nie Xiaoqian became Fu Qingfeng, she understood that her destiny must be Ning Caichen.

The pretty girl in the car is her sister Fu Yuechi.

Fu Yuechi was the named disciple of the Laoshan Taoist priest who had given her life, and he had learned boxing and swordsmanship with him for two years.

At this time, the guard sent by Fu Qingfeng walked upstairs. He glanced at everyone, and his eyes fell on Zhuge Wolong.