"Interrupting the little real person's rest."

Sima Linfeng is now very respectful to Xiao Zhenren. In his opinion, this is not only a magic weapon for improving his reputation, but also a guide for him.

Xiao Zhenren opened his eyes and looked at him: "You want to ask a question?"

Sima Linfeng hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "I have two more questions. I wonder if they can be used conveniently today?"

The little Taoist priest thought for a while: "Okay, but if you are confused, I'm afraid it may not be accurate."

Sima Linfeng was shocked. Tian Na's words just now really made him a little confused. He didn't expect Xiao Zhenren to notice it.

"Yes, yes, the young master has clear eyesight."

"...Well, but you are anxious and I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep. Well, just put the incense table on it."

Upon hearing this, Sima Linfeng hurriedly took action, and soon he was ready. He kowtowed three times piously, and then asked questions.

Unexpectedly, this matter actually cost him three drops of blood, and his heart ached so hard.

What he asked was: Which of my two nephews has the aura of a king?

The little real person closed his eyes and concentrated, and a red mark loomed on his forehead.

After a while, Xiao Zhenren stared at him strangely: "...If we talk about being kingly, your second nephew is even more prosperous..."

Sima Linfeng sighed secretly, as expected, Sima Jing still had to lose...

"But..." Xiao Zhenren changed the topic and looked at him with some confusion: "You are more royal than the two of them..."

Sima Linfeng was shocked for a moment, and then he felt panic mixed with ecstasy.

"This...this, I'm just Uncle Wang, how could this happen..."

Xiao Zhenren shook his head: "I'm just telling the truth. The top of your head is very royal, but unfortunately, it's a little crooked. I don't know what's going on."

A little crooked? Why is it crooked? Sima Linfeng was stunned. Suddenly he thought that in order to avoid taboos and pursue fame instead, was it so crooked?

Sure enough, Xiao Zhenren said: "I said before that you are very literary, but that is the transformation of kingly energy. If you return to the right path...I am afraid you will be more literary than you. You don't want to be the king, do you?

"

Sima Linfeng was startled and quickly waved his hand: "What's the matter? I'm just caring about my two nephews."

"Oh...that's it." Xiao Zhenren didn't seem to think much, and looked at him: "You only have one more question left."

Sima Linfeng nodded repeatedly: "Xia Xiao

Yes. But what I asked just now... I hope the little master can keep it a secret."

"I'm too lazy to meddle in other people's business. Come on, I'm going to practice."

Sima Linfeng then stood up and left.

After walking far away, Sima Linfeng's expression gradually became extremely tangled...

Not everyone can see the little real person, everyone knows it.

However, this new and beautiful woman was also unlucky. Her requests were rejected six times in a row, and she refused to accept any gifts.

This actually makes many people who have given gifts but not accepted them feel more balanced and feel that they at least still have a chance. Look, aren't there still people who can't even give gifts?

The field mole is also strange.

Is this little real person really upright, or is he just being mysterious? Or is there something shameful about him?

Tian Mole felt that it was more likely that this person had a ghost in his heart, which made her want to expose this person's tricks even more.

But the problem is that you can't get in. The little real person is very popular, and there are ten Vajra guards in front of the door, so there is no chance of trying to break in.

In the end, Tian Nao tried his best to get the three major alliance leaders to come forward to plead for him, and Xiao Zhenren reluctantly agreed.

However, she is required to kowtow at least nine times, otherwise people may not be sure if she says she is not sincere.

Lap Mole almost stopped scolding her on the spot, but luckily she suppressed it.

When I expose you, I will skin you and cut you to your bones.

Looking at the weird, yet annoying little Taoist priest in front of her, she secretly bit her silver teeth, but a smile bloomed on her face.

"Just do as you are told, Lap Mole."

Xiao Zhenren waved the others out, looked at her and said, "Let's just say it first, even if you kowtow so many times, I can't say whether Sanqing will buy it. Don't blame me if you can't see it."

Tian Mole said with a smile: "I don't dare."

Xiao Zhenren continued: "Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet. You know the rules, don't ask about the big things in the world. Firstly, I am not capable of cultivation, but you don't have that much trouble. And it has nothing to do with you.

Don't ask about it, it will be in vain."

Tian Mole said: "I understand, then we can start?"

"Kowtow."

The young master was not polite, and was sitting upright behind the incense table, waiting to receive his obeisance.

The field mole is so angry that he has lived to this age and yet he has to give a fifteen or sixteen year old calf eighty-one nods to his nose. No one else can.

But since she came in, the idea of ​​exposing this little Taoist priest has become stronger and more imperative.

Okay, just think of it as kowtow to Sanqing.

She thought to herself and kowtowed her head.

The aggrieved Tian Nao looked at the annoyance in his heart and wanted to finish the meal quickly, but he did not notice the teasing look in the little Taoist priest's eyes.

It took a lot of effort to finish the job, and she banged her head eighty-one times, which made her eyesight go dark.

After regaining her composure, she was about to speak when she saw the little real person frowning and looking at the top of her head: "You have a bloody disaster..."

Grandma’s! Charlatan!

As soon as these words were spoken, Tian Mole was basically confirmed. Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly heard Xiao Zhenren say: "No...it's not you, it's an important person around you. Do you mean...you want to ask this?"

Tian Mole was stunned for a moment, her eyes flickered for a moment, and she slowly spoke: "Dare I ask the little master, one of my famous subordinates disappeared last month, and I don't know where he is?"

"Blood, bloodletting."

Xiao Zhenren said, pointing to the big bowl in front of him.

Lap Mole cursed in his heart, but still poured in a drop of his heart's blood.

Soon she noticed that red marks began to appear on Xiao Zhenren's forehead. According to others, this was a sign that the eyes of heaven were beginning to open. Biquku

The little real person closed his eyes and muttered something for a moment, then opened his eyes and said: "You are asking an old man..."

Tian Mole was stunned. She knew this person's affairs well, but she just wanted to expose this person and asked deliberately. Unexpectedly, the other person said it right as soon as he opened his mouth.

"... He's dead. His luck has dissipated and nothing else can be seen."

Tian Mol was really surprised. That man was indeed dead, and he died in the Kingdom of Jin.

As everyone knows, Xiao Zhenren also secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Grandma, my uncle is not here, and I am still worried about how to fool him. Fortunately, I asked him to go to the ditch. I asked Sima Lao Er to kill the old man...

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Tian Mole was really a little confused at this time. No one knew about this matter. Apart from himself, he was probably the only one who did it. Is there really such a thing as magical power in the world?

In confusion, the little master said: "There are two more questions, I can't stand any more."

Tian Mole's eyes moved slightly. She really had some ideas and asked some important questions. She thought about it and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, the little real person looked at her with some regret: "Ask yourself, don't say that I don't have any questions."
Chapter completed!