Zen Strange Records

Chapter 27

Cough cough, Ye Xiaosan coughed violently, this Miaojiang woman is straightforward and generous, she can't bear it, at the same time, Ku Jiang's voice rang out one after another in her mind.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task of turning away from the guest, and successfully attacking your own enemy. The task is completed very well. Now I will reward you with a copy of the B-level exercises. Please draw the host yourself later."

Damn, that's fine too! ?Ye Xiaosan stared at the system notification dumbfounded. The most difficult task to complete was just completed inexplicably?Looking at the only remaining task, Ye Xiaosan suddenly had an idea, looked at the innocent and natural Ma Dongdong, and tentatively said, "Actually, I like you too." Uncle policeman, believe me, all this is nothing more than It is to complete the task, there is absolutely no other thoughts!

"Okay, now we are husband and wife." Ma Dongdong smiled sweetly and nodded crisply, skipping a series of processes in an understatement and completing a feat in life.

This special meow is also fine!Ye Xiaosan was completely speechless. At the same time, the system prompt sounded again: "Congratulations to the host for completing the first step of the great journey of the mission. You will be rewarded with an item such as C. Please draw it yourself later."

Accompanied by the exciting system sound, the two big men chatting behind seemed to have heard Ma Dongdong's words, and whispered for a while: "A barbarian is a barbarian, so shameless, I'm so envious, so disgusting!"

"Yes, yes, this monk is also absurd, alas, the world is declining, and people's hearts are not old!"

Well, who cares, it's better than anything else anyway, and Ye Xiaosan, who doesn't know how much trouble he has caused, is intoxicated by the rewards given by the mission at the moment, and can't wait to draw it immediately, and suddenly feels pulled Looking at herself, looking down, Ma Dongdong tugged on her sleeve, looking at herself eagerly.

"Teach me!"

Well, I forgot about this one, Ye Xiaosan rubbed his forehead with a headache, and originally wanted to use it to exchange for the other party's Gu skills, but after a conversation with the gods, he somehow got a little wife, so I'm too embarrassed to be cheeky Asking for advice on martial arts: "Don't worry, there are too many people now, I will teach you when there are fewer people."

"Plop!" Before he finished speaking, several muffled sounds suddenly came from his ears. Ye Xiaosan turned around to look on alert, but was stunned to find that there were a dozen or so travelers who were talking and laughing just now, together with the waiter in the shop, who fell down one after another. On the ground, unconscious, looking carefully, I can see that these people have a common characteristic, that is, lavender blood is flowing from the corners of their lips, which is obviously caused by poisoning.

"There are fewer people now?" Behind the back, Ma Dongdong's voice sounded faintly. The difference is that the innocent words that were originally as clear as an oriole, now in Ye Xiaosan's ears, are like whispers of evil spirits, making the scalp numb
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"Damn bald donkey, don't let this girl catch you!" In Iwaki City, after bathing four times in a row, Mu Qiuying finally put on her clothes with a look of disgust on her face. As if there was a lingering stench lingering all over his body, he couldn't help but hated that monk with a mean smile even more, and always felt that since he met him, everything went wrong for him.

"Bang bang." At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and then a girl's voice came from outside the door: "Girl, can I go in?"

"Come in." Knowing that it was her maid Xiaowen who came, Mu Qiuying's expression softened a little, and she restrained her anger. As her words fell, the door of the room was pushed open one after another. Countless pretty girls walked in from the door.

Xiaowen served Mu Qiuying since she was a child, so she didn't have too many etiquettes. As soon as she entered the house, she said in a hurry: "Girl, City Lord Li asked me to ask you when you can leave to track down Mingyu's whereabouts."

Mentioning Monk Mingyu, a trace of resentment flashed across Mu Qiuying's face, and it was fleeting: "What's the hurry, I have received news that the woman Chu You went to Anyang Villa, no matter which way this bald thief goes, she will definitely They are going to Anyang Villa, let Li Yuansheng and his gang mess around, we can go to Anyang Villa and wait."

"Miss is a good plan." Before the words finished, a strange voice suddenly sounded from outside the room. The master and servant were shocked by their acquaintance, and looked out, but it was Ma Yanxi, the head of Lixiong, one of the seven lower tribes in Southern Xinjiang.

"You eavesdropped on us!" Mu Qiuying looked uneasy, she stood up abruptly, as if she was going to shoot if there was a disagreement, last night she thought she was sure to make a move, but somehow she capsized in the gutter and was thrown by the little monk After entering the hut, the girl at this moment is like a powder keg, which will explode at the slightest touch.

Regarding this, Ma Yanxi was not stunned, but said indifferently: "Don't dare, Miss Mu has her back on the mountain, so naturally it's not that the little old man dares to provoke, but the little old man doesn't want to get mixed up with City Lord Li and Village Master Hu." Big plan', I just want to go to Anyang Villa with the girl."

As if she didn't want to talk too much about her "backer", Mu Qiuying curled her lips noncommittally, seemed to remember something randomly, and looked at Mr. Ma with a mocking look on her face: "I did remember, that precious daughter of yours. It seems that she was abducted by that thief monk, so you have to be careful. That monk is really a flower monk. Your daughter looks so good that I feel sorry for her. Now that she has fallen into his hands, I'm afraid... tsk tsk."

The girl's words were originally intended to annoy the other party, but after hearing these words, Ma Yanxi not only did not fly into a rage, but instead showed a strange smile that was extremely awkward: "That's really... I accept your good words."

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"I'm talking about Miss Yelu, I really don't understand. Why do I have to take this kind of small road instead of walking on the spacious and bright road?" A group of people walked on the small road outside Yancheng, and Zen Master Wanxin had a look on his face. Looking unhappily at the girl sitting on the big man Ada in front of him, he teased in his heart.

This woman doesn't know what her plan is, she just dally along the way and encounters the city without entering, and she is willing to go far away, but she has to take a long way around here, she is not from the Central Plains, she has a problem with her mind!

"Master, you misunderstood." Yeluli raised his eyebrows. This old monk was really annoying. If it weren't for his extremely high martial arts, he would have chopped him into pieces. Of course, since he couldn't beat him, he could only whisper. He explained in a slow voice: "One of my subordinates is waiting at Pinggong Port for some reason. I want to go there to meet him first."

As soon as the active voice fell, Ada suddenly stopped under her. The sudden stop made the girl's body tremble, and she almost fell off the big man's shoulders. Before she could reprimand, Ada said with a serious expression: "Miss, there is something different ahead!"

Yeluli followed the prestige, saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help gasping, the big men under his command also looked solemn, and saw a group of people not far in front, what should have been a roadside tea stall, at this moment they were lying in disorder With more than ten people.

Zen Master Wanxin took a few steps forward with a dignified expression, squatted down and carefully inspected the situation of the crowd. After a long time, he shook his head, clasped his hands together, and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, sin is sin, the blood on the corners of the lips of this group is pale Zi, smelling the stench, there is no reason for it, it is because of the purple bamboo Gu, unexpectedly, the hundred barbarian saintess reappeared in the Central Plains martial arts, this day, it will change!"

(End of this chapter)