Chen Ping’an’s heart was a little annoyed, and he thought that he should not be so free to do what he wanted. When he thought of it, he believed in Ma Yu, and this three hundred miles of waterway provoked the shackles of these water demon water ghosts. It’s really a conflict, and the sword is still in the flesh. On the side, before practicing six steps on the river, I was very oyster, and I had a few punches. It was soft and weak. The Yin **** was like a natural martial arts boxing method. When I thought of the lanterns at the bottom of the river, Chen Ping’s eyes were somewhat I am afraid.

Zhong Kuixing is seeing through Chen Ping’s mind. “Yin gods like to travel around the world at night. When you first go out to swim, the new yin gods don’t go anywhere else, but you come to the buried river water temple, according to the martial arts. This may be a chance to meet the demand, and it is still necessary to be careful to deal with it. The opportunity is not fixed, but it is not a good thing."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is the temple in the temple of the water god, is it a monk? Can you find my identity?"

Zhong Kui didn't have a good air: "I will bury the river girl's temper, and I will go to the water demon to kill him every three to five times. There are so many evil spirits in the river, all driven by the water monster, you think it is still The water temple where she is golden, can not sit in the town without a high person? Otherwise, give the water demon of the self-styled 'Huang Xianjun', and even the temple with the hills swallowed into the belly."

Chen Pingan said: "It seems like this is the case."

Zhong Kui finally said a good news, "But you can rest assured that your Yin God is very imaginary. As long as you don't enter the temple to burn incense, no one can see it on the water temple."

Zhong Kui frowned and turned around Chen Ping, and he was amazed. "Chen Ping, have you ever encountered two major disasters? One very early, it hurt the number of lives, once a few years ago, it was broken. Changsheng Bridge?"

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, still nodded, always be cautious, so he did not deliberately conceal the exception. "It is almost like this."

This is the title of the Dafu Academy gentleman on this person, and the "Mr. Qi" that Zhong Kui called.

Zhong Kui squinted at his chin and fell into meditation.

Chen Ping asked: "How do you see it?"

Zhong Kui is still looking at Chen Pingan, slowly saying: "The tree has annual rings, and the age is young. The soul of this person is actually similar. It is just a small world, a big man and a human body. It is like a **** bone in the human body. A wall was erected between them."

Seeing Chen Ping’s face confused, Zhong Kui gave an example. “For example, the world is in the world and the world is in the world. The monks want to see each other. Even if you are familiar with the magical powers of the gods, you are the cultivation of the twelve immortals. It doesn't work. But when your yin is manifested, the soul will be as clear as the water, and it will make me see a lot of clues."

Zhong Kui suddenly smiled and said: "Chen Pingan, your sewing machine is a bit hard."

Broken is the life of porcelain, in the middle of the Zhuzhu Cave, Chen Ping can not catch any blessing. Broken is the Changsheng Bridge. A body is leaking and leaking on all sides, and it is necessary to practice the squatting of the mountain.

Zhong Kui said that Chen Pingan is a bitter sewing machine, which can be said in a language.

In front of the Baoliangzhou sage, Zhou Mou, the poems of the mouth, can make the enemy in the hurricane, the instant shape of the bones, after the Tong Yezhou gentleman Zhong Kui, it is unfathomable, Chen Pingan once to these Confucian The academy has a more complex and profound feeling.

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you want to go to the temple to burn the incense? The gentleman of the Academy does this, will there be no problem?"

Some of Zhong Kui couldn't help but, "If you are known by some of the school's sluts, there should be some criticisms, but it is harmless, and the readers are not as rigid as you think."

Zhong Kui snorted and smiled at his face. "Well, by your light, I can learn the temper of the river goddess."

Zhong Kui’s lips were slightly moving, and the rivers flowing around the two men ran around the river’s masts. At the same time, there was a faint glow, a large umbrella, and a canopy, covering the two figures.

Then Zhong Kui grabbed Chen Ping’s arm. "Come with me to watch the show."

The buried river became muddy and turbulent, and there was a series of underwater suffocation blasting in the river.

At the bottom of a river, the water temple is three or four miles away and becomes a battlefield.

Chen Pingan looked away, there was a petite figure, holding a thing, every time he waved, he slipped a gorgeous silver arc in the water. Because the speed was too fast, the silver line accumulated constantly, like a messy cursive, full A great freehand style.

The figure exudes a faint golden glow, and in the dark black bottom, it seems to ignite a bright light, especially eye-catching.

The woman is very short, looks petite and exquisite, looks young, in fact, looks very flat, and there are some baby faces, round, just a golden light, eyes sharp, very powerful.

There is a long knife at the waist, a long sword behind it, and a gun in the hand. It is extremely long, and she is taller.

The scabbard is blue-purple, and most of it is wrapped in gold wire.

At the junction of the scabbard and the hilt, there are colorful clouds and transpirations, and the scene is magnificent. I want to come to the sheath and the sword is a special product.

She came and went like a wind in the water, without any blockage. If she rushed to the thunder, she had a long gun in her hand and cut through the huge body of the demon in the water several times. The blood splashed, making the water buried in the river full of **** smell.

Once hit by the water demon head on the body, to break into the bottom of the river, bring a burst of rumble, and suddenly the body shape burst, a shot pierced the jaw of the monster, the sorrow of the demon screamed, madly twisted the body, The burial river began to pick up huge waves, and even the people on the side of the water temple found strange things, but everyone did not fear, squatting, and began to look far and wide, as a new thing.

In addition to the violent temper, the short woman is still a black girl who likes to swear when she fights.

"You are against the sky! I am not going to look for your troubles. It is already counted as a smoke in your grave.... You are a scorpion without a grave. Since you have the courage to come to my temple, I will You leave a few hundred pounds of meat here!"

"Don't think that you are in the middle of the country. Every year, you go to the city of Jingjing to save seven or eight hundred thousand yuan. You always want to remove the identity of the palace from my tour. I am afraid of you. It is the day when the river is buried. Daquan obscenity, what is the fight for the golden body? If you want to cut you into eighteen, you will not only split you into seventeen paragraphs!"

"Hey, come and come, take me a shot! I will let the house make a bowl of fried squid noodles, and it tastes great!"

The demon object is huge, showing a golden yellow color, bare scales, and the kind of slippery, making people sick.

It is a demon in the famous lake of Daquan. The world has been refined for a long time. It is only a slow practice. Although there is a chance to get up early, it can still be stopped more than 100 times outside the gate of Longmen after more than 600 years of hard work. In the year, there was a high-ranking tour of the Pan-Lake, and he left the old nest in the lake, went to the shore, went through the rough, went down from the source of the buried river, imitated that the dragon went to the river, broke the bottleneck, and became a gantry. If you go all the way to the unimpeded water, go to the intersection of the river and the river, and then take advantage of the opportunity to enter the sea, maybe you will achieve Jin Dan.

I didn’t want to go through the river water temple, the stinky girl actually dismissed it and killed some vulgar masters. She said that she would do it for the heavens, even if she did not hesitate to fight with it. It just got into the dragon gate and it was full of momentum. Did not put her in the eyes, the lake where the old nest is located also has the water **** sitting in the town, but it is the response to the insects, bow to it, and will tribute to it every year.

From the river section outside the Buan Shui Temple, the two sides have been rushing to the upper reaches. The killings have been overwhelming, and the water has been flooded for three hundred miles on both sides. Fortunately, the river section of the wilderness has not affected the people.

It actually lost to the buried river water **** in the water, and then had to retreat to the upper reaches of the river to recuperate for a few decades. After the dragon gate was stabilized, it could be transformed into a human figure. It came to the shore with a strong image, carrying heavy treasure and personally going to Bi The governor went to the door to plead guilty. Where did you know that the stinky woman who had broken her brain actually started to talk about it, and it was also a fierce hair, and the two methods were all out, which was even more fierce than the encounter in the first river. The government has inundated most of the floods and destroyed countless rivers. The water gods of the water temple have cracks, and it has not found any benefits. One of the magic weapons and a treasure of the town, one damage and one destruction, the defeat and retreat, After two hundred years, it will be regarded as a shameful humiliation. Even after all kinds of business planning, the road has skyrocketed and is approaching the Golden Gate threshold. However, there has never been a illusion, and it swears that only this mad woman’s golden body collapses. On the day when the bad temple is abandoned, it will sway to the shore.

As for the pile of golden pieces, it is naturally the dish in it. Maybe you don't have to go to the big river, you can be in Jindan!

It’s just killing in the water, it’s really not the opponent of the river’s water god, not taking advantage of it once.

After playing for more than two hundred years, it seems that the mother-in-law is trying to stop it in the upper reaches of the river. She is also because of this stupid thing that harms others, even if it is year after year, with so many human incense, golden body Shaped slowly.

Tonight, it had no more suspense to eat a defeat, and quickly retreated to the upstream.

The short-haired woman saw it and made up her mind. As long as she pursued it, it went to the shore to harm the people.

The iron gun had already fallen into the bottom of the river in the war. She took the sword into the sheath and found the most handy weapon. Hey, the figure disappeared and returned to Biyou.

Zhong Kui and Chen Ping appeared together.

The two went ashore to the temple on the mountain.

The people waiting to open the door to burn incense, there are almost a thousand people, the foot of the mountain is full of carriages and shackles, so that many nightingale stalls are placed outside the temple, and the vision of the upper reaches of the river is added. Everyone is excited.

Zhong Kui accompanied Chen Pingan to see the inscriptions on the white jade, and the pieces were springing up.

Most of them are the prayers of the emperors and local officials of the great springs. Some of them are similar to the content of sin and the Xie Yuwen after the success of the rain. These inscriptions are safe to see, and they have swept away. Zhong Kui went to Beilin early. At the forefront, kneeling on the ground, looking at a worn-out ancient stone monument, the inscription only has a few crosses, the content is intermittent, missing many words.

Chen Pingan came to Zhong Kui and found that it was a poem. There was no signature. It was probably a long time, and the wind and the sun were raining, leaving only half of the text.

Heaven and earth, the sun and the moon... The mountains and rivers are wilting, and the people in the sky are complaining. Tie iron to send to the government, drive the thunder, the thunder and power, must be between the heavens and the earth, the wind and the clouds swallowed ... good martial arts, a drop of heavenly gold bottle water, full of flying lines if the machine 杼 ... sweeping the world heat.

Zhong Kui asked: "Can you see something?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "I recognize the word."

Zhong Kui said with emotion: "Mr. Zeng said that the text contained in this stone tablet is actually a long-lost Taoist practice."

Chen Pingan asked: "So you see the doorway?"

Zhong Kui is a serious man: "I recognize the word."

Chen Pingan laughed.

The two stood up and squatted at the gate of the temple. They were overcrowded. Zhong Kui complained: "For you, can I burn my head?"

However, Zhong Kui quickly said helplessly: "There is definitely an official or a dignitary waiting for the back door. The small door will open one or two quarters earlier than the gate, so these ordinary people outside the temple will let you After waiting for a few days, as long as you don’t go behind, you can let the temple wish to open the back door in person. This life will not burn.

Chen Pingan hesitated: "There is a four-character Buddha language in my hometown, called Mo."

Zhong Kui sighed, "This is a very good word. Buddhism pays attention to a positive letter, that is, people want to believe in the heart of Fa-rectification. On the first incense, in fact, many pilgrims in the world have misunderstood, burning incense, not the incense burner that burns incense in the temple. The first musk in Li, as you said, 'Mo is asking for it', the first incense is just the first fragrance of each person who is sincere, this fragrance is the first fragrance of this year, the first fragrance of this month, is the head Fragrant."

Chen Ping nodded: "It makes sense."

Zhong Kui smiled and said: "Do you think it is easy to become a gentleman of the Academy? Learning needs a lot."

Chen Pingan asked: "Then you make a poem for me? The question is the impression of the inscription on the rain. I often see this move on the literati's pen, you try it?"

Zhong Kui looked up and looked at the moonlight. "Tonight, I should go down the mountain, I should visit the government, and I should be close to the gods.

Chen Pingan smiled again.

Zhong Kui was furious and angry. "Chen Ping, you are so boring."

Zhong Kui smiled and asked: "I don't want to accompany me to visit Bibi, but the future water **** palace is very rare. There are only a handful of people in Tongyezhou. If you are lucky, you can still see it. That buried river goddess..."

Chen Pingan said: "Isn't you seen it?"

Zhong Kui took a forehead, but this shot made him a flash of light. "The chance! Your chance of a night tour of the Yinshen, maybe you are in Biyou and her!"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "Forget it, I have to hurry back."

Zhong Kui has a look of ghosts. Is there anyone in the world who doesn't take the chance to take it seriously?

At the foot of the mountain, there was noisy, and Zhong Kui grabbed Chen Pingan. "The trouble is coming, let's see."

The temple of this temple is toad to the old man, standing on the foot of the mountain with a monk in the temple, and stopping the climbing road of a white woman.

The people in the faraway night stalls pointed at them.

The original woman's face showed a pathological whiteness, not only that, although it seems that the dress is no different from the ordinary people, but under closer look, on the road that walked all the way behind her, such as a bamboo basket always leaking, the road is wet, traces obvious.

The old man held the faucet with a cane and knocked on the ground. He sneered: "The little water ghost, dare to offend the water **** temple, and find the dead road!"

The old monk smiled and said: "This is a goblin in the water. It seems that it is not appropriate to say the dead end."

The old man smiled and gloomy, and stared at this big river.

The little guy is just a crutches, and the soul can be smashed and killed. It is also a merit.

The water ghost woman trembled, biting her lip and courage, looking at the two big men who were on the top. She said, "The temple is a god, the fairy teacher. I came here to find a scholar, he said. Can help me break free from the shackles of the river demon, do not continue to fight for the tiger..."

The old man raised his brow, "Joke! You landed for no reason, it must be the plot of the river demon!"

The old monk must smile and say: "I am coming or are you coming?"

The old man clenched his crutches and smashed the ghost.

However, he found that the faucet could not lift his life. He turned his head and saw a smiling student. He said to her: "There is something to say, this girl has not lied. I did promise her, she dared to be watered. The risk of demon torture, it is not easy to go to the shore to find me. In case I am a liar who is open to the river, she will be miserable in the next ten years. Maybe it will be the soul wick under the river. Burning to the soul, this torture can be terrible than any torture in the world."

Zhong Kui smiled at the female ghost who had previously pulled his hair away: "The girl is courageous and has a better vision. This wish, I have helped you! It is rushing you to go ashore, I am fighting for your reincarnation. The opportunity is to ask for..."

The old man’s face was red, and he couldn’t move his hand to turn the corner. He was angry and said: “Yellow mouth, what are you talking about?! You want to cover the head of the water goddess under the eyes of the goddess of water gods!!”

The old monk’s eyes were gloomy, and his words were even more sinister. “This person’s heart is speculative. Maybe he wants to be outside and help the river demon to murder our water goddess.”

Zhong Kui turned a deaf ear, just staring at the eyes of the water ghost.

There are fears, remorse, and a slap in the eyes of her scholars.

Zhong Kui nodded with a smile. "I will blame you for this kindness. It is the gentleman who scolds me. I have to make an exception for you. At least in front of my Zhongkui, there are good reports, no ghosts. Girl, please. Wait a moment."

Zhong Kui reached out and gently pulled it down. The faucet that weighed a hundred pounds was actually nailed straight into the ground. Without a trace, the slap hit the temple and the old man twirled in the air for dozens of laps and fell in a dozen feet. In addition, another slap hit the old monk and fell into the river.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It is reasonable, but it is a bit unruly."

This was what Zhong Kui said to him at the inn.

Zhong Kui laughed and said: "When you ask yourself."

Put away the smile, Zhong Kui looked like a rogue: "It’s just a matter of reason. The word ritual is too big. I am just a gentleman, not a saint, and I don’t need it for the time being."

That buried river female ghost opened his mouth.

She guessed that the scholars in front of her eyes were a hard-working savvy, but I could never imagine being able to slap one and play the two old gods without any power.

Zhong Kui’s momentum is on the side, striding forward, double-sleeve and shaking, standing in front of the female ghost, Shen Sheng: “Post the name, hometown, birthday character!”

The female ghosts do it one by one.

Zhong Kui nodded, indicating that he knew, and the **** were close together, gently against the female ghost's forehead, and said: "I, Dafu College, Junzi Zhongkui."

Chen Ping found that except for him and the female ghosts, it seems that all the people outside the Temple of Water are in a state of rest, and there is a brief pause in the long river.

Zhong Kui slowly said: "I am here to tell the capital, this woman goes to the yin, the ghosts can not be invaded, the scorpion can not be humiliated, all kinds of karma are written off, I will accept it, let him reincarnate, get a big blessing."

Chen Pingan suddenly looked up, only to see the buried river Baizhang over the sky, covered with dark clouds, covering the bright moon, vaguely like a mountain, a ghost of ghosts, the head of the faint faintly emerged, the momentum is amazing, looks like some pictures of the fairy on the mountain, The ghosts with the highest ranks are the same, and then the clouds are thicker and thicker, falling down and covered with the water of the river. The legendary ruin bureaucracy slowly emerges from the black fog and stops shortly after landing. In the footsteps, he bowed his head, and there was a certain hat on the head. He held the fist: "I will follow the law!"

As he raised his hand and held the fist, he creaked, and his arms wrapped around the two chains, hanging down to the ground.

Zhong Kui took back his fingers.

The female ghost began to dissipate, as the fire-fighting fires, the ghosts that flowed to the river bank.

She couldn't make a cry: "Thank you for Zhong Gongzi, I hope that the next life will be rewarded."

Zhong Kui smiled and waved: "No, don't tie up with me anymore, and rest assured that you will be your daughter."

The female ghost was finally taken away by the big ghosts like the patrol envoys, and the black clouds of the river and the dark clouds were scattered.

When it was over, the ghost had intentionally or unintentionally stunned the eyes and the gods.

Zhong Kui wiped his forehead sweat and spit out a suffocating sigh. He turned his head and reminded Chen Ping: "You are really unusual in this yin god, you can not be suppressed. Have you ever walked through the long river? Is this impossible? ”

Chen Ping did not answer this question, just said: "I think Jiu Niang should like you."

Zhong Kui’s eyes lit up. “Do you really think so?!”

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Be kind to you, don't take it seriously."

Zhong Kui smiled bitterly, then muttered: "Is this unruly handwritten, really made me?"

Zhong Kui suddenly squinted his head and rubbed his chin with his hand. He said: "I am so mad, like a man who looks handsome and capable, I don't see much."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "You can also write a poem, I will be the accountant."

Zhong Kui lamented, "It’s really boring to chat with you."

Biyoufu was not built on the bank of the river, but in the valley, ten miles away from the river, plus the mountain roads on both sides of the river are not accessible, the mountains are poor, and all local officials want to visit. Biyoufu is a chore. Fortunately, the goddess of the water goddess is not seen at the end, and they are spared many hardships. Many places have the shrine of the mountains and rivers, and the parents of the county and county have been chilling once a year. It is already an official practice.

Jin Dingguan and the two men, Yin Miaofeng and Shao Yuanran are practitioners. Of course, they will not feel that there is any difficulty. Before coming to the gate of Biyoufu, Yin Miaofeng’s name was reported, except for the identity of the Daquan Dynasty. The top of the door is gold. There is no way to bury the strange temper of the goddess of the river, the Daquan monk has heard that Yin Miaofeng is afraid that if he does not move out of Jindinguan, Biyoufu may not open the door tonight.

However, this sinister is still wrong.

Even if he reported the identity of Jin Dianguan and Shao Yuanran's ancestors, Biyoufu still closed the door, and even the doorman's concierge did not show up.

Yin Miaofeng looked unhappy, but had to swallow his voice. Once again, he asked the river **** to open the door and admit that he took the secret of the emperor.

Shao Yuanran is more and more curious. In the end, Master is for what big things, only to kill them and eat this closed door.

Among the huge mansions of more than 100 acres, in a brightly lit hall, a short woman stepped on a bench and ate the bowl of noodles on the table.

To be precise, it is a big pot.

More than her two heads.

It is the stir-fried squid noodles.

There are a lot of housekeepers and son-in-law in the hall, all of them are water ghosts who died in the river.

One of the old people whispered: "The goddess, I really don't see the two golden dome priests?"

The woman’s head was not lifted up, the chopsticks were flying like it, and the noodles were eaten, and the sound of slaps was screaming. It was ambiguous: “See a fart! Let’s say that is the rhetoric, annoying to the individual.”

She suddenly looked up and said to a honest man who was looking at the cook and was taking off his sleeve. "It’s a good burn. Put more peppers next time, put three or four, it tastes better. Don’t forget. It is best to be the Tiantian pepper of Liu Laosan, the most authentic of the spicy!"

The cook seemed to be stuttering and nodded: "Mother... Mother, I... I know..."

The short woman turned her eyes and said with indignation: "Mother, your uncle's mother, old lady or Huanghua big niece!"

Suddenly, her heart trembled, and she chopped her chopsticks and suddenly got up and murdered her face. "His mother, is there anyone who dares to mess around at the temple?! It’s a bit fat!"

There was a smog on the table, such as people burning incense, just smoke, and an old voice sounded.

After she listened to the story, she was murderous, and she smacked. She quickly bowed her head, picked up the chopsticks, and ate a big mouth - fried squid noodles. This was a mouthful, striding out, in When I walked to the threshold, I said to the old housekeeper: "I am going to the temple. If you go to the outside door, you will say that it is still a meaning. Unless the court can let the college take out the book, then we will travel." The house would rather keep the old plaque."

The old manager was sorrowful. Although he respected the **** of the water god, he was not afraid. He asked directly: "The maiden, in case the two gods of the Taoist sacred the fire, will not kill me, how is it good? Who will be in the future? To the goddess, do you go to the city to buy things?"

She snorted, "I am afraid of death if I am afraid of death, and I will find my own head."

That is to say, after she stepped out of the threshold, she disappeared. Only words reverberated outside the gate of the Palace. "Speak well, don't kill... wrong, it is not allowed to kill ghosts."

In the buried river water temple, the figure of the short woman appeared in the air, the sword was backed, and the iron gun was not taken.

In the golden body of the temple, she came to the two culprits in one step. "You two, what happened? Why do you want to live here? The temple that was forcibly thrown in the temple to wish the wife, can only speak. Letters three or four points, I believe that her wording of adding a few pounds of oil and vinegar, but here is turbulent, I know clearly, you talk about it, I listen."

Talking to Chen Ping and Zhong Kui, she whispered back.

It is not a matter of jealousy, but talking to people on the neck, she feels too faceless.

When she didn't need to look up, she stopped her body and remembered something. "Yes, I am the local river god."

Zhong Kui said the process again, concisely, the truth of the matter was very refreshing.

After she finished listening, she nodded lightly: "It's almost like this, then you are free to go shopping, I will let the temple wish my wife and my wife some points, not to make you blind."

When Zhong Kui saw that she really wanted to go and left, she quickly saved: "I really have serious things to look for."

Her face is dignified.

As the orthodox water **** that administers the river and water transport, it has previously been quiet and obscured, so that it is covered by mountains and mists. It makes her unable to check the strangeness, but the other party is roughly shallow, and she knows how difficult it is. The river demon, only strong or not weak, even if she is in the temple, her fighting power is better than the bottom of the water, but fighting this kind of thing, she is a girl’s family, can not fight without playing, since the scholar If the words are clear, then it will be a good match. You will take your Yang Guan Road and I will go back to eat my bowl of squid noodles.

I didn’t want to think about the scholars before, but also have serious things to say?

Is it still that the tour of the palace from the palace to the palace?

She asked straightforwardly: "Are you a Dafu Academy?"

Zhong Kui smiled and said: "The **** of water gods guessed, really..."

"Don't be sure enough, stop and stop!"

She raised a hand and interrupted the guest words behind Zhong Kui. It was not very airy: "Your readers like to sneak a horse, and it is not fake."

Chen Pingan is interesting.

Zhong Kui scratched his head. "Can't you change a sage book? You know, you are so eager to sneak a horn, Daquan Liu's emperor will be very embarrassed, and the singer of the singer of Jingjingcheng may be annoyed and you don't know what to do. Not It’s that our Dafu Academy is not close to human feelings, and the shelf is big, but the request of the water **** goddess is too unreasonable.”

She nodded. "I know that I have asked for too much, so you should not agree to this. I am not a rare Biyou Palace. Right, I hope that your college will not anger the Daquan court. What is really happening? When I come, one person is doing things alone, and Biyoufu is still waiting for this. There are still some."

Zhong Kui said helplessly: "I can't figure it out. Why do you have to ask the saint's book for the goddess of water? Can you still know the saint?"

The buried river **** goddess shook his head hard. "I am a little water god. How can I know that the scholar who is more educated than the great man is reading the book of his old man? He thinks his article, the words are written, and the ratio is written. It’s a big reason, but it’s a pity that the sloppy rituals, as well as the lesser-speaking Yasheng, are much better. Well, if the Holy Master is compared with the Master Wensheng, it’s barely comparable...”

Zhong Kui blinked. "Water goddess, you said this in front of a gentleman of a college. Are you afraid of being killed by the Thunder? Um?!"

After all, Zhong Kui was born into the most orthodox sacred sacred sacred, not to mention his faculty, the lord of the Dafu Academy, and the Yasheng House of the Middle-earth Shenzhou.

Zhong Kui is angry, but it is not enough to do anything for the water **** goddess in front of him. Do not scare her, conscience is difficult.

In fact, the real reason is that Zhong Kui is worried that the gentleman who is sitting in the middle of Tongyezhou will be drawn by the vision of this place. He will watch the landscape with Shentong, then he will not resign in this moment, and will regain his own context. Point face, after returning, can't you die for Mr.?

Probably also awakened to his own mouth, it is already disrespectful, so she also blinked. "I still have bowls of noodles in my house, I have to go back, it is not good to eat cold."

Chen Pingan said that he would not stand by, and his heart was already over the river. (https:)