Chapter 8 What if he is really your father? Please read on
Chapter 8 What if...he is really your father? (Please follow up)
In the inn, Yang Tiexin burst into tears.
"Taoist Priest, when the young prince of the Kingdom of Jin invites you to the palace, please be sure to take me with you... I must find out whether she is showing weakness... If so, I just want to ask her one question."
Although Wang Chuyi was a monk, he was also moved by Yang Tiexin's infatuation and couldn't help but sigh.
However, Hao Jian blurted out: "Don't ask, if you ask, you have loved me."
Yang Tiexin: "..."
Mu Nianci: "..."
Wang Chuyi: "..."
For a moment, the three people's emotions were inconsistent.
The originally sad atmosphere suddenly changed.
Hao Jian said sarcastically: "Well, you continue, continue... I won't interrupt."
Yang Tiexin glanced at Hao Jian melancholy. If it had been eighteen years ago, with his fiery temper, he would probably have used a set of Yang guns on the spot.
But now, after experiencing the beatings of life, Yang Tiexin has changed a lot.
She just sighed, regained her emotions, and then continued: "Whether she remarries or changes her heart, why doesn't she even go back to see her natal family, even to say that she is safe..."
Wang Chuyi, who has quite a fierce personality, was filled with indignation for a while and slapped...
The table in front of four people...
Broken.
"Although I am a monk, I still know that a lamb kneels down to breastfeed! If this is true, this golden princess will be punished!"
Hao Jian looked at the table in front of him in a trance, and said quietly: "Taoist Master, this table does not belong to your Chongyang Palace, you have to pay for it."
Wang Chuyi: "...can you please pay attention to business? Even though I am very poor, I can still afford a table..."
Hao Jian chuckled, "Okay, okay, let's get down to business!"
"Taoist Priest, so please be sure to take me with you, otherwise Yang Tiexin will die with his eyes closed!" Yang Tiexin said with red eyes.
"And I, I...I want to go too!" Mu Nianci also said.
"This..." Wang Chuyi was a little embarrassed. He knew very well that there was absolutely no good banquet in Prince Zhao's Mansion. Just looking at the three masters today, it was already quite troublesome. It would not be an exaggeration to call the huge Prince Zhao's Mansion a dragon's pool and a tiger's den...
…
If it was just him and Hao Jian attending the banquet, without talking about anything else, there would still be a chance of escaping unscathed.
But if you bring Yang Tiexin and his daughter with you, you will inevitably have a lot of worries...
But he also understood that even if he didn't take them with him, the father and daughter would definitely go on their own...
After thinking for a long time, Wang Chuyi glanced at Hao Jian again.
Hao Jian naturally understands Wang Chuyi's concerns. Today, in the Jin Kingdom's Prince Zhao's Mansion, Ouyang Ke and other five masters are gathered together, and at the same time, there is Mei Chaofeng hidden there. If the five masters cannot come out, no one can get any benefits.
In the original work, in the plot of Prince Zhao's Mansion, the Six Jiangnan Monsters, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, Ma Yu, so many righteous masters can barely compete with the heroes of Prince Zhao's Mansion.
Of course, then again, if it is a head-on battle, the three masters of the Quanzhen Seven Sons and the Six Jiangnan Monsters are not actually afraid of the gang of mafia heroes in Prince Zhao's Mansion.
But in the affairs of the world, there are often few people who fight openly and openly, and there are many people who hurt people with hidden arrows...
By the time the righteous masters gathered together, Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu, and Wang Chuyi of the Quanzhen Sect had already been injured by their respective plots. Without the help of the Jiangnan Six Monsters, they might even have died on the spot...
"Taoist Priest, I think it's okay to bring Uncle Yang and Sister Mu, but we can't go to Prince Zhao's Mansion so soon... We have to make some preparations and have some manpower to support us, right?" Hao Jian smiled slightly.
Uncovering Wanyankang's true life experience will of course take place when masters from both sides gather together...
Wang Chuyi nodded slightly, "As it should be, without further delay, Pindao will contact the senior brothers nearby. If senior brother Qiu is here, he will be overjoyed to see his old friend!"
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At that moment, the two of them went their separate ways.
Wang Chuyi went to find helpers using the Quanzhen Sect's contact information. As for Hao Jian, he naturally went to classmate Xiao Guo.
If he wanted to break into Prince Zhao's mansion, Yang Tiexin would definitely look for Bao Xiruo.
Hao Jian and Wang Chuyi will line up with the heroes of Prince Zhao's Mansion in the middle.
It is naturally perfect for classmate Xiao Guo to accompany Yang Tiexin in stealing the tower...
As for how to find Guo Jing...
Hao Jian felt that Guo Jing was probably meeting Huang Rong on the lake at this time!
When they came outside the city, the wind and snow became more and more severe, but Hao Jian was now successful in his internal strength, so he was not afraid of the wind and snow.
After galloping for nearly ten miles, I saw water flashing in the distance, and it turned out to be a lake.
There are rows of plum trees by the lake. At this time, the plum blossoms are covered with snow, and they are very bright.
When we came to the woods by the lake, we didn't see Xiao Guo, but instead heard a quarrel.
"You've already fallen into this situation, why are you still pretending to be a senior brother? Everyone is so indifferent, and you're still swinging in the air?"
"Young man, if you hadn't been cowardly and ran away just now, how could we have lost four against one?"
Hao Jian heard the sound and came over, and saw four people hanging in the air, swaying in the wind, and still arguing.
"Hey, four skewers of bacon flying in the air~~~ Why are you drying yourself here?" Hao Jian took a look and knew that this was the famous supporting group "Four Ghosts of the Yellow River", and couldn't help but joked.
When the four ghosts saw Hao Jian, they couldn't help but cursed: "Whose bastard? Grandpas are practicing Qing Kung here! If you talk nonsense again, be careful that grandpas will beat you to death!"
Hao Jian: "..."
What the hell, you’ve already done this and you’re still bragging?
He pondered for a moment and said seriously: "You still beat me to death? Do you know who my father is?"
Hearing this, the four ghosts said in unison: "Who is your father?"
Hao Jian said with a proud look on his face: "My father is a doctor who specializes in treating bruises and bruises, and he beats me to death? I tell you, if you can't kill me, I'll be cured! My mother specializes in treating internal injuries. Do you know that my father and mother are one, and they can heal both the inside and the outside?"
Shen Qinggang, one of the four ghosts, heard this and said, "You bastard, who are you?"
Hao Jian pondered again and said proudly, "I am... what you will never get... dad!"
Shen Qinggang was so angry that he kicked in the air...
When Ma Qingxiong saw this, he said naively: "Senior brother, don't worry, what if... he is really your father?"
Shen Qinggang was furious: "Oh my God, do I have such a young father?"
Hao Jian immediately became happy. Good guy, although the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River are disciples of Sha Tongtian, the "Dragon King of Ghost Sect", they have obviously obtained the true inheritance of Hou Tonghai...
"The Dafa of Missing Mind Eyes" is definitely practiced to the point of astonishing the world.
Seeing the four ghosts of the Yellow River starting to quarrel again, Hao Jian shook his head and walked away.
"Hey, brother, let us down quickly, we will give you one hundred taels of silver each..." The Four Ghosts of the Yellow River shouted hurriedly when they saw that Hao Jian was about to leave.
Hao Jian said without turning his head: "When the chickens have finished pecking the rice and the dogs have finished licking the noodles, you will come down..."
When I came to the lake and looked around, I heard a wisp of singing coming from afar.
"Loneliness! Where is the home? In the garden after the snow, in the pavilion by the water. In the Old Testament of the Yaochi, who can support Lin Hong? The pink butterfly is only looking for flowers and willows, blooming all over the southern branches without realizing it. But sad, cold dusk, several sounds of painting