Long Chen left Zhaoti Temple, walked to the door of an inn, and walked in.
The waiter came out warmly and said with a smile on his face: "Dear guest, where can I go to the top or stay in the hotel?"
Long Chen said: "If you want to stay in a hotel, ask for a good guest room."
The waiter immediately said: "Yes, Tianzihao, sir, please come with me."
The guy led the way, and Long Chen walked behind.
The business of this inn is neither good nor bad, and there are not too many people.
Following the waiter to the guest room on the second floor, the waiter opened a room and said with a smile: "Guest, what do you think of this room?"
Long Chen walked into the room and sat down, took out a golden seal from his hand and said, "Call your shopkeeper over."
When he saw the golden seal, the waiter looked stern and immediately bowed: "My dear, pay homage to King Wu."
Long Chen nodded and said: "Go."
The waiter carefully closed the door, immediately went downstairs to find the shopkeeper, and whispered: "Shopkeeper, King Wu is upstairs."
The shopkeeper was startled and immediately went upstairs with his waiter.
This inn was opened by Xichang and was responsible for gathering information here. It was also a base.
Before coming to Xingqing City, Long Chen didn't say hello to them, so the shopkeeper didn't know Long Chen was here.
The shopkeeper walked to the door and knocked carefully. Long Chen replied "Come in" before the shopkeeper dared to open the door and go in. The clerk was guarding the door.
"Xichang breaks his ears and pays homage to King Wu."
This person is Zhe'er, who came to Xingqing City with Long Chen last time.
Later, Feng He asked Zhe'er to be the shopkeeper of the inn and responsible for the affairs of Xingqing City.
"Sit down."
Zheer sat down and waited for Long Chen's instructions.
Long Chen said: "I gave you news before and asked you to prepare a dozen good players. Are you ready?"
Zhe'er immediately replied: "It's all set."
Long Chen nodded and said, "I'll tell you the whole story."
Long Chen told Zhe'er the purpose of his trip and the current situation. Zhe'er immediately understood and said, "Okay, I'll summon them immediately."
Long Chen nodded, walked out of the room, and immediately summoned people. Long Chen rested and meditated in the room.
...
Zhu'er, Zalissa and their group left Xingqing City and took a carriage to slowly walk eastward.
Pearl sat in the carriage and was in a state of disbelief the whole time, leaning against the carriage without saying a word.
Seeing Zhu'er like this, the female spy next to her comforted her: "Miss Zhu'er, don't worry about King Wu, he will definitely be fine in Xingqing City."
"If he wants to leave, no one can stop him. Even if Shi Le comes back with hundreds of thousands of troops, he can't stop him."
Pearl slowly looked at the female spy, her mouth moved, but she stopped talking.
Lakanon next to him opened his eyes wide and asked, "What did you say? King Wu? The one from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty?"
The female spy smiled and said, "Exactly."
Seeing Lacanon's startled look, Zalisa and the others asked her what was going on. Lacanon told Zalisa that the master who bought her was King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Zalisa didn't know what King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty was, and Lakanon spent a lot of effort to tell her about Long Chen. Zalisa and the other two looked shocked.
...
Zhaoti Temple and Qiuzitang.
In the room, Feng He was lying on the bed, with two large bowls resting on his chest uncomfortably.
Feng He took out the big bowl and placed it on the table, feeling much more comfortable.
"Damn it, this job is really difficult to do. It will cost more to go back and follow."
After pouring a bowl of water, Feng He picked it up and put it down again.
There is something wrong with this Qiuzitang, and the tea must not be clean either.
Next door was another child-begging room. Feng He took out a sharp knife and slowly drilled a hole out.
Feng He was very good at choosing angles. This hole happened to be in a blind spot, and the light in the room was dim, so it was difficult to notice.
Squinting his eyes, Feng He saw a beautiful woman next door, about 30 years old, wearing a colorful dress, sitting upright on the bed, clasping her hands together and silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.
But she didn't read much before she became a little restless, got out of bed and squatted on the ground, tapping the movable wooden board with her hand.
"Dong dong dong...Master, Master..."
The woman called softly, but the floor did not respond.
Obviously, this beautiful woman knows what this place is for.
This beautiful woman must be born in the year of Rabbit. She is born to eat grass, and she eats grass several times a day.
Seeing no response from the floor, the beautiful woman stood up anxiously and poured a bowl of water. After drinking, she climbed onto the bed and leaned against the wall panel to wait anxiously.
After a while, the beautiful woman looked even more restless, and her legs kept kicking on the mat.
Feng He thought to himself: Sure enough, there is something wrong with this water.
Feng He picked up the water he just poured out and smelled it. There was a smell of sandalwood in it.
These bald donkeys use sandalwood to mask the medicinal smell.
There is almost certainly something aphrodisiac in the water.
Not long after, a soft voice came from the next door. Feng He looked through the wall again and found that this beautiful woman actually put her hand into her skirt, doing something shameful.
Only then did Feng He feel that this trip was worthwhile and finally interesting.
Boom...
When Feng He was looking at it, the wooden board under the bed was suddenly lifted, and a shirtless, greasy monk with a big nose came out.
Seeing Feng He, the monk smiled lewdly, rubbed his hands and saluted, "My dear lady, we meet again."
Feng He was watching happily, but this stupid bald ass climbed out to disrupt the situation, which made Feng He very unhappy.
"Don't be afraid, little lady, the poor monk is here to ask for a son for you."
The monk's belly was bulging, and he looked like a middle-aged uncle. He opened his hands to molest Feng He.
Feng Heyi raised his foot to block the monk, pretending to be surprised and exclaimed: "Oh, you bald donkey, why did you come into my room?"
The monk held Feng He's legs, looked at the exquisite embroidered shoes, and said intoxicatedly: "My lady's feet are so big, I like them."
Feng He felt his stomach churn and almost vomited on the spot. He sneered: "Oh, I like it, then take off your shoes."
The monk thought Feng He was willing and happily took off his embroidered shoes.
"vomit..."
The moment the embroidered shoes were taken off, the bald donkey wanted to hold them and chew on them. Who knew that Feng He's feet smelled as bad as a toilet, which made the bald donkey retch.
"My little lady's feet...are so raw..so smelly."
The bald donkey was so smoked that he covered his belly and nose.
Feng He sneered: "Master, do you have any interest in this person? Aren't you helping me find a child?"
"Why do you dislike others even if their feet smell bad? Your compassion is so poor."
Bald Donkey threw the embroidered shoes back and said: "Little lady, put on the shoes and let's talk."
Not only did Feng He not wear it, he also took off the embroidered shoe on the other foot. Bald Donkey's expression changed when he saw this. He wanted to cover his nose with a monk's robe, but found that he had no clothes on and could only pinch his nose.
"Master, why are you like this?"
"Quickly beg for a child, come here."
Feng He deliberately disgusted this bald donkey.
When Bald Lu saw Feng He's coquettish look, he felt upset, thinking that his feet smelled bad, so he quickly finished the matter and left after finishing it.
"Okay, the poor monk is ready to fight."
Bald Donkey let go of his hand and pounced on Feng He, trying to tear off Feng He's clothes and then leave.
Feng He kicked the bald donkey in the face, causing the bald donkey to stumble and fall to the ground.
Although Feng He is not good at cultivation, he is still a king in cultivation. However, this bald donkey only knows about sexual pleasure, and his cultivation is really poor.
With one kick, the bald donkey fell to the ground. Feng He walked over, stepped on the bald donkey's face, stepped on it hard, and cursed: "You damn, don't you want to beg me for a son? I asked you to beg!"
The bald donkey was slapped in the face by his smelly feet and couldn't figure out what happened?
How did such a cute little lady turn into a big guy with stinky feet?
After giving him a lesson, Feng He beat the bald donkey half to death, and then waited for Long Chen's people to come over.
There was also movement in the next room. Feng He became interested again and immediately looked through the small hole in the wall.
I saw a strong young monk emerging from the bed.
When the beautiful woman saw the monk, she immediately rushed to hug him, bit the monk's bicep, and kept shouting: "Master, I miss you so much, I miss you every day and every night."
The monk was young and strong. He hugged the beautiful woman and said, "I miss my wife very much, too."
The clothes were quickly thrown on the ground, and the two of them started.
Feng He watched it with great interest and cursed in his heart: This Zhaoti Temple is so damn wicked, they should all be killed.
Qiuzi Hall has begun one after another, and Long Chen has also begun to take action outside.
In the inn, Zhe'er came in with fifteen good men. Everyone was wearing women's clothes, with women's hair accessories and makeup.
"King Wu, things are ready."
Long Chen slowly opened his eyes and said: "Okay, follow me to Zhaoti Temple to cause trouble!"
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