Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty: Where the evildoer dares to sneak into Chang'an, I will kill it!
Fu Yi is very confused now!
According to Master Sun Simiao, neither becoming a god nor becoming a mountain spirit and water monster is Fu Yi's real goal. In fact, he would rather heal his injuries and then return to the court to fight against the monk.
But the problem is that Kong Qing has no intention of saving him with the purple bottle or red bottle that can only be obtained through lottery...
This bottle of medicine is a life, and it is your own life!
So this matter has been put on hold for the time being. Anyway, although Fu Yi's injury has not improved for the time being, with the remaining micro-healing potions, at least his injury has not continued to worsen.
For Kong Qing, there are many things more important than Fu Yi at this stage.
For example, after Lady Yan's unremitting fishing... No, it should be said that a certain guy named Ma Zhou finally moved the beauty's heart after unremitting pursuit, and Lady Yan agreed to marry him.
"It's less than a year. Isn't this time too short? Madam Yan, the test you gave Brother Bin Wang is a bit too simple..."
Kong Qing poured a cup of milk tea for Madam Yan who was sitting opposite him, and then poured a cup for the girl who was brought by Madam Yan and the singer who was following Madam Yan who were sitting on the side, and asked with concern.
"Would this make Brother Bin Wang think that the process of getting his wife was too smooth, so he wouldn't cherish it?"
"My wife is about to send King Ma Bin to the mountain of swords and into the sea of fire. Little Taoist priest, you still think it's too smooth?"
A girl was holding milk tea and looked at Kong Qing in surprise.
"Are you humans so dark-hearted?"
After hearing the girl's words, Mrs. Yan first covered her mouth with her sleeves and chuckled, then glared at the girl.
"Talk too much! Why go up the mountain of knives and go down to the sea of fire..."
Behind the two of them, a singer in a green dress was dancing and singing sadly.
"If you predict the day when you go to the gorge, there will be many storms in autumn..."
Kong Qing silently twitched the corners of his mouth.
He had a lot of things going on during this time, and he didn't pay attention to the gossip between King Ma Bin and Madam Di Zhi. It turned out that Madam Di Zhi ordered King Ma Bin to go to Daoshan and into the sea of fire?
Kong Qing has only one comment on this...
Well done!
Please, for the sake of Pindao, be sure not to show mercy to Brother Binwang!
"Actually, the slave family just feels that the test is almost over..."
After scolding the girl, Madam Yan took a sip of milk tea, and then her big eyes flashed twice.
"If the other party is too affectionate, I won't be able to leave directly when I feel tired of it one day. The current situation is just right for me!"
"Oh well!"
Seeing that Madam Yan was still so calm, Kong Qing nodded, then silently opened the mall, searched and placed an order, took out a book from his sleeve and handed it over.
"I am a poor man who has no wealth and is not as rich as Madam Yan. I only have a small book, which can be regarded as a valuable resource. I can give Madam Yan some tips."
"oh?"
Madam Yan curiously took the book handed by Kong Qing, looked at the words on the cover of the book and read it out loud.
"Tamer!"
"Ahem! Although the name is a bit unpleasant,"
Kong Qing coughed and explained seriously.
"But actually this is a book about how to maintain family harmony..."
"Okay, then I would like to thank Master Qingwei for your kindness."
Looking at Kong Qing's serious face, Madam Yan smiled sweetly, and then put away the small book in her hand.
"One month later will be the day when the slave family and King Ma Bin will unite, but the slave family's current yard is a little narrow and cannot be moved, so the slave family wants to buy the yards on the left and right sides of the slave family, and then merge them together. Please ask Master Qingwei to open one Price it!"
"For such a big event as Lady Yan getting married, what else can Pindao expect to receive?"
Kong Qing waved his hand very boldly.
"The courtyards on the left and right sides were given to my wife by the poor Taoist at that time!"
"Thank you very much!"
After saying that, Madam Yan stood up and bowed to Kong Qing, bowing to her.
"On the wedding day, I would like to ask the real person to spare no effort to come..."
"yes!"
Kong Qing also stood up calmly and bowed to Lady Yan.
"Pindao will definitely go..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a walkie-talkie next to him suddenly ringing.
"Call Dong Yao, call Dong Yao..."
"Since the real person has something to do, the slave family will temporarily retire..."
Lady Yan looked at the intercom on the side, smiled slightly, waved to the girl who had just finished the cup of milk tea from the Green Sleeves Diva, and then casually grabbed a certain diva who was still singing and left. to Kong Qing’s courtyard.
Looking at Mrs. Dizhi's leaving back, Kong Qing sighed silently.
"Oh, Brother Bin Wang is really lucky to have such a considerate lady!"
As he spoke, he waved and held the walkie-talkie on his side.
"This is Dongyao, this is Dongyao, what's going on?"
"Report to your Majesty!"
Twenty Niang's low voice came from the intercom.
"The Taoist priest named Song Xuanbai who you asked us to pay attention to suddenly appeared in front of our shop and wanted to come in, but we drove him away on the grounds that this shop only accepts female customers. As a result, he turned around and turned around again. Entered Madam Zhao’s restaurant..."
Click!
The walkie-talkie in Kong Qing's hand was crushed to pieces by him.
The next moment, a sword light rushed up from the backyard of Qingdu Temple and flew through the air!
"Hahaha...what beautiful hands."
Song Xuanbai was sitting on the seat of the restaurant, his eyes glaring at Zhao Wang Yuelian, the eldest lady of the Zhao family, who brought him a plate of cut gold rolls, and she kept praising her.
"After passing this end of the lady's hands, the meat has become more delicate, but it's a pity..."
"oh?"
After hearing Song Xuanbai's words, the eldest lady of the Zhao family also asked casually.
"What's the pity?"
"It's a pity that no one appreciates your beauty, Madam!"
As he spoke, Song Xuanbai tapped the whisk on the table and sat to accompany him, staring at the eldest lady of the Zhao family, while singing casually in his mouth.
"The sound of bells urges the smoke to fall from the sky, and it becomes quieter every dusk; it's a pity that the night is long and no one is with you, and one person sleeps under the half-moonlight." Gu
After hearing Song Xuanbai's words, the eldest lady of the Zhao family, Zhao Wang Yuelian, heard the diners nearby who were already there making a booing reply before she could speak.
"Taoist Priest, how did you know that the eldest lady slept alone..."
"That's right, Taoist priest, did you go and take a peek in the middle of the night?"
"..."
"spit!"
The eldest lady of the Zhao family seemed to have long been accustomed to the gossips of these diners, and spat at them mercilessly.
"Who said your mother and I sleep alone at night? The person accompanying your mother and me is much more handsome than you crooked melons..."
After hearing what the eldest lady of the Zhao family said, the diners present burst into laughter again.
"Hahaha... Madam, do you want to say that the person accompanying you tonight is a god!"
"It must be a fairy, for example, a little fairy who often comes to the eldest lady..."
"Actually, this is what I mean..."
"spit!"
The eldest lady of the Zhao family spat at the group of drunkards again, then giggled and replied boldly.
"So what, your mother, I'm happy to..."
After hearing what the eldest lady of the Zhao family said, everyone present burst into laughter again. Even Song Xuanbai, who was sitting on the side, squinted his eyes and laughed with everyone.
"Hahaha……"
In this joyful atmosphere, no one noticed that a thin line of water suddenly appeared above the wine glass beside Song Xuanbai, silently drooping and falling into the wine glass.
"Madam Zhao, tell the truth..."
Song Xuan and Bai Xin held up the wine glass and raised it towards the eldest lady of the Zhao family.
"Pindao likes a lady like you. Why don't you consider marrying Pindao and becoming the couple of a god? Pindao is good at the art of the house and will never let you sleep alone."
Faced with Song Xuanbai's suggestion, the eldest lady of the Zhao family seemed not to hear it, and walked back to her operating room with a tray in hand.
Song Xuanbai's eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the back of the eldest lady of the Zhao family, his burning eyes seemed to be planning to make two holes in her body, and he poured the wine in his hand into his mouth in one gulp.
"Huh?"
After the drink went down his throat, Song Xuanbai vaguely felt something was wrong.
"Why does this wine taste a little weird..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a look of fear suddenly appear on the face of a drinker who was sitting in front of him. Then Song Xuanbai saw the other person holding the ground with both hands and rolling and crawling.
He ran towards the back.
"There's a ghost!"
"ghost……"
After Song Xuanbai heard the drinker's words, he suddenly became more confused. He turned his head and looked around with some confusion.
"Where is the ghost?"
As Song Xuanbai's head shook, he realized that no matter where he looked, the drinkers everywhere seemed to have seen a ghost, running away desperately, as if...
The ghost is Song Xuanbai himself!
"Um!"
Song Xuanbai subconsciously raised his hand and was stunned when he followed him!
His originally fair and strong arm has now turned into a dry bone claw, and it is not the kind of fresh bone claw, but the kind of gray-white bone claw long after death.
He moved his fingers and was surprised to find that the bone claw also moved.
"this……"
Song Xuanbai stood up suddenly and looked into a bronze mirror hanging on the wall.
Although the bronze mirror had not been polished for a long time and could not be seen clearly, Song Xuanbai still saw himself in the mirror...
That's a skeleton wearing a monk's robe!
"Bah!"
At this moment, Song Xuanbai suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from in front of the door, and then he saw a handsome Taoist priest in white standing in front of the restaurant's door with justice and dignity, pointing towards him with his hand.
refer to.
"Whoever dares to sneak into Chang'an will be killed by me!"
Following the words, a white light flashed in the air and fell on him.
puff!
After a soft sound, Song Xuanbai felt that the protective spells he had arranged around him became shaky under this sword.
"Qingwei, how dare you..."
Before Song Xuanbai finished speaking, he saw the Taoist priest in white opposite him waving to the other drinkers.
"I didn't expect that Pindao couldn't defeat him even with a flying sword. This monster is probably the Ghost King with powerful magic! Please leave here immediately and let Pindao deal with him alone. Otherwise, if this monster jumps over the wall in a hurry, Pindao won't be able to protect you all.
Safety."
As soon as Song Xuanbai heard that there was no way to ensure his own safety, Song Xuanbai saw everyone in the restaurant pouring out from the door, windows and other places, and the entire restaurant instantly became empty.
"Song Xuanbai!"
After there was only one person and a skeleton left in the room, the Taoist priest in white smiled slightly, his white teeth reflecting the light under the light.
"Do you think if you hide in a crowd, poor Taoists won't dare to deal with you? Kill me!"
After a slight scolding, the sharp sword light rolled over again and slashed at the neck of the skeleton in front of him.
Just when the sword light was on, Song Xuanbai saw a woman in pink clothes appear from the other side of the room, holding a bronze mirror in her hand and smiling brightly at him.
The moment he saw the woman in pink clothes, Song Xuanbai instantly felt his eyes light up. He felt that every part of her body was beautiful. For a moment, he actually forgot what he was doing.
At this time, another Kong Qing appeared from behind Song Xuanbai, holding a rifle with flashing electric light in his hand, and pressed it against the skull's head.
"Go to hell!"×2
boom!
After a slight gunshot, the defensive spell on Song Xuanbai's side was directly penetrated, and then the electromagnetic bomb continued unabated and hit him directly on the back of the head.
"His!"
A burst of severe pain made Song Xuanbai wake up from the hallucination, but before he could react, a cold white light came into his eyes.
"No……"
Click!
After a soft sound, the head of the skeleton Song Xuanbai fell down.
puff!
Song Xuanbai's body suddenly turned over and sat up from a bed in the Taishi Bureau, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground.