[Comprehensive] Shining like the sun and the moon

"that's it?"

Tan Zhao nodded: "That's it. If some things can be done simply, there is no need to complicate them. If something is done in a fair manner, I'm not here to sneak around."

Yang Jian took a deep look at the person and said, "You are right."

But both humans and gods are very good at complicating things. Sometimes it is an extremely simple thing, but everyone must be involved.

Those Buddhas in the West, obviously want to spread the Dharma in the world and benefit the Buddha, but they still put on airs and let "ordinary people" go through hardships, so as to teach people that the Dharma is hard-won and should be cherished.

The concierge didn't come out quickly. Tan Zhao almost counted the petals of the peony at the door before an old man who looked like a butler greeted him enthusiastically. Obviously, he was much better at being a man than the concierge. When he invited two people in, it was another Serving tea is served with pastries, which can be said to be very appropriate.

It's just that Feng Lan still didn't show up.

While calmly waiting for someone again, Tan Zhao suddenly thought of something: "Brother Yang, I want to ask you something, do you think there is a book in this world that can make people 'whatever you want'?"

"Yes." Yang Jian replied very quickly.

Tan Zhao immediately became excited, and it didn't take much effort: "What book?"

"Hetu Luoshu."

"..." Tan Zhaojue fell down. This innate spirit treasure has disappeared for many years. Even a small person like him who is not very familiar with the world has heard its name. If such a magical thing really falls into Qian Jin's hands, It's weird that it works.

Tan Zhao tried to lower the opponent's standard: "Isn't there something a little lower?"

Yang Jian was confident and confident: "Inferior things can be broken if you pinch them, how can you 'make your wishes come true'?"

What you said is very reasonable, and he can't refute it.

Tan Zhao thought about it again, in fact, he didn't need to worry about it. Anyway, when things came, he would have to bear it, and no matter how bad it was, he would be the tall one. It was his life's dream to wander around Chang'an.

"Why don't you keep asking?"

"People are coming." Tan Zhao sat up straight suddenly and looked out the door.

Feng's mansion was built magnificently, corresponding to the peonies in the courtyard, yellow, pink and orange, some varieties Tan Zhao couldn't even name, which shows that the Feng family's peonies are very skillful.

Of course, Tan Zhao took this as a matter of course. If even the peony flower demon had no experience in raising peonies, there would probably be no one in the world who would be able to care for peonies.

The entire Feng Mansion was enveloped by a light evil spirit, which was not strong, and even Taoist monks with lower morals might not be able to detect it.

It is not easy for flowers and plants to become fine, but they are more liked by heaven than animals.

Tan Zhao and Yang Jian had noticed it since they were standing at the gate of Feng's residence, so Tan did not use any spells to climb over the wall. Instead, he took the fish scales Feng Lan gave him as a stepping stone.

Oh, by the way, this fish scale is actually a sound transmission tool that Feng Lan begged Bai Lai to give him. He said that it was two fish scales that were accidentally rubbed off when he was just a He Bo (being a fish), and it could just be used as a sound transmission tool. use.

Speaking of it, being an official of the aquarium seems to start with being a fish. Feng Lan doesn't remember what she used to be or what she did. If she has a memory, she is a fish. If she does it well, she can grow dragon horns.

According to the promotion route, the ultimate goal should be to become the Dragon King of the Four Seas.

Tan Zhao thought about Feng Lan's IQ, and resolutely crossed out this goal. This is such a difficult life, and he might have to wait for the next life to transform the dragon.

Thinking wildly, the people outside are approaching.

The person who came was naturally not Feng Lan, but a graceful girl. This girl and the butler supported an old lady. The old lady was walking in the C position, but neither Yang Jian nor Tan Zhao would mistake them dominant relationship.

"Young master, my Lan'er is ill, I'm afraid I can't afford to accompany you to enjoy the flowers." The old man said with a face of shame, looking very kind and kind.

Tan Zhao was surprised and said, "Ah? Are you sick? Does it matter?"

"It's not a big problem, but you can't see the wind, and it won't be good for the young master if you get sick."

Speaking of this, smart people should withdraw, but Tan Zhao immediately said: "Oh, I'm not afraid of being sick. Brother Feng is sick, so I should visit you. If you hear that your friend is sick, If you are afraid that you will pass the illness and don't visit him, how can I have the face to be friends with him?"

...Yang Jian had to admit that Yin Yuan was very eloquent.

The old woman got stuck for a moment, she didn't expect that she got herself in, she looked at the girl who was supporting her as if asking for help, the girl was delicate and charming, she was full of grace when walking, just like the peony outside, it was thrilling .

"Young Master Dayi, please follow me."

Tan Zhao asked in a timely manner: "I don't know this..."

The old woman immediately touched the girl's little hand and said, "This is my grandson's unmarried daughter-in-law." Then she introduced the girl's surname Ming, and the family has grown flowers for generations.

The wedding date is set to be the last day of the Peony Flower Fair.

"So hasty?"

The old lady didn't like to hear it anymore: "How hasty it is, this is an auspicious day set a year ago, and it cannot be changed."

Tan Zhao is very good at finding other people's language loopholes: "Why don't you rush? Brother Feng is sick, and tomorrow will be a flower festival, and the flower festival will only take three to five days. How does the old lady know that Brother Feng will definitely recover?"

The old lady smiled and said that her grandson will be fine.

With this confident appearance, coupled with the peony flower demon who is smiling coquettishly beside her, this Feng residence is weird from inside to outside.The most important thing is that Feng Lan, the uncle of the river, obviously stays at home, but the peach blossoms are still blooming. This time, the peonies are blooming, which can be said to be very powerful.

System: So, are you envious?

[I envy a ghost!I am a man with a daughter. ]

System: Heh, you are just a "stepfather".

[The stepfather is also the father. ]

System: All right, as long as you are happy.

[A Tong, you are talking about He Bo, is there a buff of '100% forced marriage' attached to him, why is there someone marrying him everywhere? ]

System: ...Admit it, you just can't get over it!

Today, just chatting to death like this, Tan will never admit it, there are differences between immortals and monsters.

After finishing the conversation with the old lady, Mrs. Ming took Tan Zhao and the two to see Feng Lan.

Tan Zhao has the Chaos Orb on his body, and ordinary people can't easily find out what's special about him. But who is Erlang Zhenjun, when he wants to hide his identity, even Brother Hou may have to distinguish it for a while.

Naturally, the peony flower demon didn't find out their identities, so when she made an orchid to deceive her eyes, Tan Zhao and Yang Jian fell into a strange silence.

Without the presence of ordinary people, Tan Zhao directly poked at the other party: "Girl, you have a clever mind. Isn't this orchid that grows in Feng's family called 'Feng Lan'! There is nothing wrong with this principle, even if you go to the sky, as long as Unfortunately, my friend, it is not it."

"who are you?"

Tan Zhao stretched out his hand: "Give me back the scales, it's useless to hide them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fish scale jumped out of the girl's cuff and jumped into Tan Zhao's palm.

Mrs. Ming stretched out her hand to snatch it away, but Tan Zhao turned her backhand, and the fish scales had disappeared in his palm. By the way, she retreated to widen the distance between the two sides. Naturally, Yang Jian would not interfere in the affairs of the mortal world. Not enough for his palm.

I only heard Tan Zhao say: "I have really opened my eyes today. I have only heard that mortals will suffer from illness, but I never imagined that gods would do the same?"

As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Ming fell to her knees with a plop. Her eyes were weeping, she was shy and charming, and 90.00% of the men in the world couldn't bear to see such a beauty, but it was a pity that the two men she met One, belonging to the alternative one percent.

"Shangxian is above, please save my husband's life."

ha? !

Which one is this?

"When did Feng Lan become your husband?" Didn't it mean that Peony would pay homage to the church on the last day?That word has changed too quickly.

Lady Ming shook her head: "Of course it's not him."

Tan Zhao couldn't understand it anymore: "Since it's not him, it doesn't make sense for you to detain him to be his wife!"

"But he owes my husband his life!"

Is He Bo entangled in karma?As far as he knew, Feng Lan was a god of meritorious deeds, and generally speaking, the karma of the previous life was completely cut off, so how could he owe someone his life!

Tan Zhao tried to confirm with Yang Jian, but Yang Jian shook his head slightly, expressing that he never cared about such trivial matters.

It's all right, it's very in line with Zhenjun's behavior, Tan Zhao turned his head and said, "It's impossible." Then he suddenly realized a problem, "So you want to get married with Feng Lan on the last day of the Peony Flower Festival, is it right?" Want him to die?"

"That's right! The little demon is humble and soft-spoken, but he also knows the principle of repaying debts. He owes my husband his life, so he has to pay it back."

Tan Zhao laughed: "Since you have planned well, how can you ask us to save your husband's life? Could it be that you still want us to watch and stand by?"

Lady Ming was about to speak, but was interrupted by Tan Zhao's next words, and someone said: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you, I am neither a god nor a Buddha, but a mere mortal, what do you think I am?" Will you trust my friend, or will you be fooled by your id's rhetoric?"

Lady Ming wanted to escape immediately, but it was obviously too late.

In this world, there is no demon who can escape from Zhenjun Erlang's hands, well, it is the same even when the demon king comes.

The Peony Flower Demon only stopped running for a split second.

Tan Zhao turned to the demon, tapped his palm lightly with the folding fan, and looked at Peony, who was not at all moved: "Since I couldn't talk well just now, I should be able to do it now, right? Imprisoning He Bo privately, do you know what it is?" Is it a crime?"

Reasonably speaking, although He Bo is weak, his size is also the face of the heavenly court. Since it is related to the face of the heavenly court, then this matter can be big or small.

Obviously, Mrs. Ming also understands this problem very well, and of course she also understands at this moment, there is such a big iron plate hidden behind the useless He Bo in the corner!