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Chapter 135 So You Are In Front of Me

Chapter 135 It turns out you are in front of me

Author: Qingcha is still the same

Chapter 135 It turns out you are in front of me

Three days later

Outside Yuanxing Town

All the people came out in full swing, and they saw Yijianmen and Buddhists leave.

The people were reluctant to leave, but they also knew that existences like the immortals could not just stay in a dilapidated town like them.

The immortal chief has already wasted a lot of time here in order to save them.

They also have their own things to do.

It is already magnanimous that the immortals can stay here for more rest.

The immortals were leaving, and they had to come out to see him off.

"Xianchang, this is a small snack made by our family, and it is not valuable, not a precious thing. You can take it on the way to eat."

"Oh, Wang Laosi, don't squeeze me. You have squeezed me out. Fengxian grows, Fengxian grows. This is the chicken that my wife stewed specially. Let me find a way to hand it over to Xiao Fuxing. I can't find where Xiao Fuxing is. Please help me take it."

"Xianchang, I'm brewed by my own wine, so you can bring some of it too."

The Buddhist disciple who was stuffed with a pot of wine was confused, and his hands holding the jar of wine couldn't help but tremble.

Alas, that donor, he is from Buddhism and cannot drink alcohol. If you drink alcohol, you will break the precepts. Isn’t this trying to get him punished?

He wanted to call someone, but he ran to another place to deliver the drinks. Anyway, he saw someone stuffing them directly into his arms.

He pulled a cart of wine and was placed not far away.

The old man said that if he didn't give all the wine today, he wouldn't go back today.

So he was anxious.

My mother, who was mixed in the group of disciples, quietly glanced at her third senior brother.

The eyes were filled with sympathy.

Alas, her senior brother endured the pain he shouldn't have.

Looking at the pile of people in his arms, it was almost a hill, and he couldn't even see his head.

The third senior brother held him like this and put him in the storage space. He probably was scared by passion and couldn't turn his mind for a while.

In fact, Feng Ming was helpless, and he had no time to put these things into the storage bag.

And he is not stupid. If he lets go, there will definitely be a lot of stuff stuffing him in a moment.

So let's just do it.

Someone is enjoying watching it and praises himself.

Fortunately, she was smart and knew the enthusiasm of the people, so she hid some.

Tsk, it's so pitiful.

Someone felt pitiful, but the corners of his mouth were rising rapidly, almost standing shoulder to shoulder with Tianyang.

Obviously, she did not feel sorry for her senior brother, but she was very gloating. She even took out the photo stone in sneakily, intending to record this historic scene.

Hehehe

She promised that she would make her senior brother an enviable existence.

However, extreme happiness leads to sorrow.

Someone was so happy that he accidentally laughed out loud, and then was heard by an aunt with sharp ears.

The aunt's eyes were shiny, and she recognized Mama at a glance. Before Mama could signal her not to speak, the aunt shouted out loudly because she was too unexcited, and her voice was so loud.

It attracted everyone's attention directly.

My mother froze and thought to herself that it was not good. She wanted to run away, but the aunt grabbed her arm with quick eyes and hands.

"Oh, Xiao Fuxing, it turns out you are here."

"Little Fuxing, I have been looking for you all the time. I didn't expect that I would look for him in the crowd for a long time. When I looked back, I found you were right in front of me."

"I still have knowledge, and this poem is really good."

While dealing with it, Mama twitched her arm out, and she wanted to run quickly before the other people surrounded her.

But the aunt held her tightly, and she didn't dare to exert too much force, for fear of hurting her.

The aunt smiled, as if she didn't notice Mama's struggle, "That's not, I learned from the one I have learned from."

As she said that, she raised her hand, and the few salted fish in her hand were wrapped in paper and stuffed directly into Mama's arms.

"Xiao Fuxing, come on, this is the salted fish made by my aunt. I will take it with you. I will eat it on the way. If you don't want to eat it, then put it on it first. It won't break. It's okay to eat it any time."

Mama looked at the salted fish in her arms and twitched the corners of her mouth.

Although she wants to make a salted fish, she doesn't like eating salted fish.

Could this be her retribution for being a salted fish?

Make "salted fish" and eat salted fish...

The salted fish was delivered, and the big hand held Mama's hand and rubbed it for a while, calling it a good name, to get lucky.

When the aunt left with satisfaction, Mama Miao could no longer get rid of herself.

She looked crying and she looked up and wanted to ask her senior brothers for help through the gaps in the crowd.

However, the senior brothers hid far away early and watched the show, especially her third senior brother, who smiled so happily.

There is something to do if God commits evil, but he will not survive if he commits evil.

This seems to be her.

If I had known that she would not have watched the show.

She looked at the Buddhist sect, hoping that this Buddhist sect with compassion and that Buddhist son could save her from water and fire.

Unfortunately, this is just a luxury for her.

Although Buddhism is compassionate, it can sometimes make some necessary sacrifices of reputation.

The so-called "death fellow Taoists do not die" and I will not die.

The people are too enthusiastic and they can't stand it. If it were a demon, they would definitely work hard.

So in the face of Mama's request for help, all Buddhist disciples chose to close their eyes and recite scriptures, pretending to see nothing.

Mama:...

At this moment, she felt a chill in her heart.

The sad melody sounded in my mind:

"Snowflakes flutter, the north wind blew..."

Xiao Miao, who finally escaped, grabbed Feng Ming's wrist and panicked in a hurry, "Go away, go away."

With a whoosh, everyone felt a gust of wind whistling by. When they looked up, they saw that Feng Ming had been pulled by Mama and ran dozens of meters away.

Feng Ming's voice came from afar, "The Buddha's son is rude, let's take the lead, the Yijianmen's master will not keep up."

In the woods a hundred meters away, Mama panted and shook Feng Ming's hand away. A pile of things in her arms fell down, burying Feng Ming directly.

Someone who was exhausted was slumped on the ground, panting.

The few salted fish that fell next to her were in the same posture as her.

The silent seemed to reveal a mockery.

It seems to be saying that you, a salted fish, are not as good as us.

My mother had a little dark face.

He was so angry that he even wanted to bully her.

She grinded her teeth and glared at the salted fish.

I'll eat you when I go back.

She seems to have never eaten salted fish, and she doesn't know if it tastes delicious.

Feng Ming twitched the corners of his mouth and pulled himself out.

With a wave of your hand, everything was put into storage space.

He looked at the person lying on the ground speechlessly.

Junior sister, you can really lie down on the ground anytime, anywhere.

But I don’t know if there are any bugs on the ground. What if I bite it?

"Little junior sister, don't lie on the ground when you get up."

Mama rolled her eyes, motionless, and didn't want to pay attention to this heartless senior brother.
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