"Okay, brother, I was wrong!" Don't give him a roast chicken!

"late!"

An Jian: "..." What a careless move!

"Is this why you called me here today?"

An Jian is really guilty this time!

Jiang Mingyue still didn't understand anything, so she stared at An Jian with a half-smile.

An Jian's back felt cold as he was stared at.

"Ahem...Brother, tell me, how can you make up for my mistakes today?"

See, when you feel sleepy, you will receive a pillow.

"That's not good?"

This time it was An Jian's turn to be anxious. Thinking about the taste of the roast chicken, he regretted it. There happened to be an opportunity to take the regret medicine, and he would seize it no matter what.

"Okay, why not? I happen to be on vacation today. What do you want me to do?"

Why do you look like you are ready to die as a hero?

"Actually, it's nothing." Just follow me.

When the two came to Qiongzhu Temple, unexpectedly, the temple door was closed tightly.

"Hey! This dove occupying the magpie's nest actually takes over the posture of its master."

"Although it is a peaceful time, there are still anti-social people hanging around. There is nothing wrong with what they did."

"Do you want to knock on the door?"

"Beggars should wake up late." After all, they have nothing to do.

"Yes, they should step on their meal spots to beg. Have you heard about the farthest places they have gone to beg?"

After all, it is not easy for the people of Nanxi City to feed more than a dozen beggars all year round. You have to fill your stomach with kindness first.

An Jian paused.

"What's wrong?"

"It's strange. They have lived in the temple for a year, but I have never heard of beggars wandering around Nanxi City begging, and nothing has happened in this area."

Jiang Mingyue thought of what she had concluded last night: "Maybe they can't beg, so they just go hunting and digging wild vegetables in the back mountains."

"What you say makes sense. We are now in a state of poverty, so it would be good if we can eat half full. Wherever there is extra charity, if we really get it, there won't be so many people starving to death."

"How about climbing over the wall and taking a look?"

An Jian: "..." They are indeed brothers, and the heroes think alike.

Before his brother finished speaking, he ran over, kicked on the tree pole, then turned around, and used his hands to grab the top of the hospital wall like a snake coming out of its hole. Then he did a pull-up, and he was already stable.

He sat firmly on the wall.

An Jian: This dear friend is definitely his brother.

Jiang Mingyue, who was sitting on the wall first, did not look back at An Jian who was still under the wall. Instead, her eyes changed to a smile, and she scanned the entire temple like the highest-definition camera.

Huh? A beggar practicing martial arts?

After copying his brother's trick on the wall one to one, An Jian admired his brother more and more, and now he was able to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Qiongzhu Temple was built based on the Songshan Shaolin Temple in its early years. It is not surprising that there is a martial arts training ground."

Jiang Mingyue withdrew her gaze and gave the brother next to her a smile.

An Jian shivered directly, "Ahem... Indeed, the beggar is practicing martial arts strangely. So, there is a problem with these people. How about I call for people to kill them... No, take them all back to check?"

"What's the reason for arresting people?"

An Jian: There is no need to expose it so quickly!

"Okay, we might as well go in openly."

The two of them knocked on the door, but no one opened the door. When they thought about knocking on the wall again, the door "squeaked"...

Hey! The side door opened. The two of them looked at each other, not wanting to admit that they were fools.

The fool's embarrassing realization lasted less than a second before the two of them were surprised by the person who came to open the door.

"Little monk?" An Jian thought he had gone the wrong way and took a few steps back to look at the door. He was sure it was Qiongzhu Temple and not Shaolin Temple.

The little monk is seven years old. He is born not only to destroy all sentient beings, but at least he is an existence that cannot be found in the crowd.

On the contrary, there is a mouth with a buck tooth that will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

"Amitabha, are you two benefactors visiting this temple for business?"

This serious look has a bit of a monk's self-consciousness. If you wash your face, your hands don't look dirty. Considering their age, the two of them can temporarily close some knowledge. What a pity!

"Eh? This is obviously my home, little monk, why are you occupying the magpie's nest?"

It can be seen with the naked eye that the little monk opened his mouth wide and buck teeth and appeared in the C position. In an instant, he and his master were all exposed.

Then the little monk was pushed aside and allowed to see his master go home.

Jiang Mingyue: "..." She is still too naive.

"Brother, you saw it."

Jiang Mingyue: "...I see, brother, you are really suitable to dominate the mountain and become the king."

When I walked in again, I saw beggars lying or leaning under the eaves, as if they were not the ones who had just practiced martial arts with their upper bodies bare. If you ignore the newly painted charcoal, it would be suitable for an extra in an idol drama. After all, no acting skills are required.

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The two walked back and forth for several times, their bodies moving back and forth, but their eyes were always wandering among the group of people.

An Jian also stopped making jokes at this time, released his pressure, even his eyebrows were serious, but what about this group of people? They were not affected at all. Should they pick their feet or pick their feet, lean against the sun or bask in the sun?

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The two looked at each other, and An Jian suddenly smiled, "You are not dedicated, you guys!"

No one paid any attention to him.

However, the oldest one opened his eyes and took a look. An Jian's eyes were sharp, and even though it was only for a moment, he still caught the old man's fear of him. This person was Yang Laoliu.

Afraid? Is it because of his status as captain? Yes, after all, he has arrested many people, and criminals are afraid of him and are also afraid of him.

That makes sense.

But Jiang Mingyue behind him was three thousand feet different from what he thought.

It’s here again! It’s here again! The feeling of the Mid-Autumn Festival night is here again.

She found that Liu Xie's eyes were strange, fearful and contemptuous. At that time, she thought she had seen it wrong!

After all, a girl like her who loves to see flowers blooming when everyone sees her shouldn't be afraid of her, right? As for contempt, Jiang Zhenzhu and others can understand.

But when it appears on two people who have nothing to do with her, it makes people confused.

The key is that her mental power cannot enter their sea of ​​consciousness.

"Click", an object shook in front of the old man. Although he closed his eyes, he was half out of the state. Now that such an object was shaking in front of him, it was impossible for him not to feel it.

"Yang Laoliu, right? Then you must know this pocket watch?"

Pocket watch?

Yang Laoliu almost couldn't wait to open his eyes. In front of him was a dangling Taotie. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand towards the target.

Jiang Mingyue was shocked when she saw the old man's cloudy eyes suddenly flashing with wolf light. She was probably frightened. Her hands reacted quickly and she had already put the pocket watch behind her back.

Yang Laoliu stared: "Don't you want to show it to me?"

"I regret it now."

Yang Laoliu: "... Then come closer and let me take a look. I promise not to steal it from you."

"Ahem..." An Jian patted his waist at the right time. The bulging outline was very conspicuous. Anyone with a little knowledge would understand what it was.

The old man's retracted hand trembled obviously, but it couldn't stop his curiosity.

"I really only want to look at it, not take it from you." After all, there is a brother next to him with a gun, so he will only take it if he is brave.

Jiang Mingyue took it out with a smile: "I believe you."

Teacher Yang:"……"

The pocket watch dangled before my eyes again.

The old man opened his eyes wide and looked.

"I told you to stop shaking!"

"It swayed by itself." Jiang Mingyue was a little innocent.

"Ah!" At this moment, the two people who had just returned from the toilet were suddenly beaten together, and the shorter one was kicked like a ball. It was a one-sided beating!
To be continued...