Chapter 435 Ruolan is like fire (ahem, third update today)
"It's really you..."
The expected warm reception did not appear. The Shitai.Shengtang.com, who was being supported by everyone and was on the verge of collapse, suddenly felt as if he had eaten a bomb. He was furious, his eyebrows were raised, and he pointed at Lu Heng. His eyes looked as if he was looking at the murderer of his father.
Enemies are common.
Well……
Lu Heng, who was wearing an amiable smile, was dumbfounded when he heard this.
What's wrong with me?
Lu Heng was puzzled. He looked at his master's wife with her eyes wide and her eyebrows raised. He was completely confused.
He turned his head and cast an inquiring look at Monk Fa Jing.
Monk Fa Jing coughed, clasped his hands together, and was about to tell Lu Heng the inside story. Suddenly, the pale-faced master on the other side raised his eyebrows, pointed at Fa Jing, and said coquettishly: "Bald donkey, I don't have anything for you.
That’s it, get out of here!”
Well……
Monk Fajing was stunned for a moment, and the kind smile on his face suddenly froze. His head was full of black lines, he turned his head, looked at the nun with an innocent face and said: "Junior sister, I am your senior brother Fajing!"
"I'm talking about you, get out of here!" Master Mochou didn't give him any face. Lan Hua stretched out her finger, pointed at the Dharma Crystal, and scolded her in a feminine voice with all her power.
Fa Jing's mouth opened wide. Seeing the fierce look on his junior sister's face, Fa Jing nodded quickly, said oh, and walked aside obediently to watch the excitement.
Seeing Lu Heng's speechless gaze, Monk Fajing shrugged apologetically, indicating that he was helpless.
"Babyface!"
Just when Lu Heng secretly despised Monk Fa Jing for escaping from the battle, the master named Mochou pointed at him and scolded him softly.
Little, pretty face?
Are you talking about me?
Lu Heng was puzzled. He stretched out his finger, pointed at himself, frowned and said, "Master, are you calling me Lu?"
"Nonsense!" Master Mochou had an angry look on her face. She broke away from the support of her disciples and barely stood still. She stretched out her slender jade finger that could bully Shuang Saixue, pointed at Lu Heng and said, "Besides you, who else is a pretty boy here?
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Hearing this, Lu Heng couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
However, since the other party is a woman, a good man will not fight with a woman.
Lu Heng still said calmly: "Master, the Buddhist precepts are not to get angry..."
"Buddhist nonsense!" Master Mochou stretched out her hand and took off the gray nun hat on her head. A cloud of black hair hung down like a waterfall.
"I am not a Buddhist!"
A noble and compassionate nun turned into a stunning beauty in the blink of an eye. (《》网.com) Suddenly, the men around her were dumbfounded.
Even the seventeen monks were attracted by Master Mochou's true appearance. For a moment, their eyes were dull, lingering on Master Mochou's dignified and beautiful face for a long time, and it was difficult to look away.
She has a slim and graceful figure. Her hair is like clouds, and her face is pink and angry. Although she is wearing a gray monk's robe, she still can't hide her graceful figure.
"Amitabha, sin, sin!" Monk Fajing saw the monks in the Discipline Academy losing their composure in public. He was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. After gritting his teeth, he recited the Buddha's name, picked up the Arhat stick in his hand, and said nothing.
Then he waved over the heads of the monks who had dull eyes.
There was a burst of crackling noises. The monks who were not in a state of consciousness did not turn around until their heads were hit with sticks. They looked at the host waving the Arhat stick and rushing towards them majestically like a demon-conquering Pusa.
The monks quickly covered their heads and fled in all directions.
There was a burst of flying sand and rocks, and all the monks quickly used Qinggong to save their lives. They really stepped on the snow without leaving a trace. In the blink of an eye, not a single person fled.
"Master Lu, please take care of yourself!"
On the way up the mountain, a monk in gray robes, waving a stick and chasing the monks who were fleeing, took a moment to turn around and bow his hands to Lu Heng.
"Hey, where to run!"
Monk Fa Jing stopped, took a deep breath, held the stick in one hand, and suddenly jumped forward. At the same time, the stick in his hand flew out with a whooshing sound, along with all the strength.
What a move for the Olympic javelin throw!
I saw the Arhat stick drawing out afterimages in the air, like a black line, making a whirring sound as it broke through the air, heading towards the fastest one, who was also running in the front, and was showing off his Qinggong.
The monk flew over.
The end of the flying Arhat stick hit the back of the head of the monk who was treading lightly on the snow without leaving a trace. With a crash, the extremely hard Arhat stick fell into pieces and shattered into a pile of sawdust.
Flying across the air.
"Wow!"
The monk who was walking like flying suddenly screamed and fell headlong into the snow.
Such a thunderous method immediately stopped the fleeing monks. Everyone stopped and looked at the motionless senior brother lying on the ground in amazement. Looking at each other, they all saw panic in each other's eyes.
and fear.
Behind him, Monk Fa Jing tapped his feet, and after a few jumps, he arrived in front of the monk who had fainted on the ground.
"Run, why don't you run?"
Monk Fa Jing kicked the motionless monk lying on the ground while cursing.
Well……
Looking at Fa Jing halfway up the mountain, whipping the corpse there. 《》网.com Lu Heng couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.
No wonder someone once said that there are three types of people who should not be messed with in life. The first type is women, the second type is children, and the third type is monks. Among them, monks are particularly important.
Tsk tsk, look at Fa Jing's fierce look. If anyone is targeted by him, that one will be really troublesome.
"That monk..."
Lu Heng withdrew his gaze and asked Agui beside him in a low voice: "Did you die?"
Originally, if a subordinate makes a mistake, he should be taught a lesson, but that would not be a good thing if someone loses his life. I am still an official of the imperial court, so when I see this kind of situation, I must take care of it.
Agui glanced at the motionless monk lying on the ground, smiled, shook his head and said, "He is pretending to be dead!"
Playing dead?
Lu Heng was puzzled when he heard this, turned his head and looked towards the mountain again.
It was just as Agui said.
When Monk Fajing was tired and turned around to catch his breath, the monk who was lying motionless on the ground suddenly jumped up like a corpse. Then he tiptoed away under the strange eyes of the other brothers.
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Well……
Looking at the monk, jumping and trampling on the white snow, he disappeared after a few jumps. Lu Heng blinked blankly...
Why are the monks in Mount Wutai like this?
"Hey, pretty boy!"
While Lu Heng was still wondering about these naughty old monks, Master Mochou's cold scolding voice came to his ears again.
Why……
Hearing this, Lu Heng felt extremely helpless. He turned his head and looked at the most beautiful red and pink skull in the eyes of this eminent monk speechlessly. He frowned and asked feebly: "What are you doing?"
"Let me ask you!" Master Mochou's beautiful eyes were blazing as she pointed at Lu Heng and said, "Two years ago, when we were in Jiangning, did you treat Ouyang Ruolan of the Ouyang family?"
"Yes!" Lu Heng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and admitted frankly. The purpose of going up the mountain this time was to find a little girl like Ouyang Ruolan and take her down the mountain. A good girl will not be able to imitate the good ones. What will happen if she imitates others?
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Who would have thought that so many things would happen before anyone even saw it.
At this time, after listening to the master's talk, Lu Heng remembered the business he had to do when he went up the mountain. After glancing at the little nuns behind the nun, he did not find Ouyang Ruolan's figure. In desperation,
Lu Heng had no choice but to ask Master Mochou: "May I ask Master, Miss Ouyang Ruolan, is she in your nunnery?"
"I told you, I'm not a monk, who do you call Master Tai?" Looking at Master Mochou's temper, which was as if someone had taken a shot of gunpowder, Lu Heng secretly slandered in his heart: This Master Mochou is very likely to be a monk.
Update early.
"You haven't answered my question yet, please hurry up!" Master Mochou stared at Lu Heng, her words were still rude and full of anger.
"I said it, yes!" Lu Heng shrugged his shoulders and looked at Master Mochou and said, his words were casual and his tone was obviously impatient.
There are still tens of thousands of troops waiting at the foot of the mountain. As the commander, he should not have left the camp at this time. He has been delayed here for such a long time. If something unexpected happens at the foot of the mountain, the consequences will be disastrous.
He originally wanted to see that little girl Ouyang Ruolan as soon as possible and then take her down the mountain. As for what to do in the future, Lu Heng had not yet thought of it.
However, maybe he thought of it, but he didn't want to say it.
However, now that this woman is standing in the way, refusing to accept either soft or hard advice, it is really difficult to handle.
Looking at the sneer on Master Mochou's beautiful purple face, Lu Heng's patience was gradually losing, and the kind smile on his face was gradually replaced by coldness.
At this time, he was already thinking whether he should let Agui rush in and arrest people.
Seeing that the scholar's attitude had cooled down, Master Mochou still refused to give up and asked aggressively: "Let me ask you, is it possible for you, a grown man, to enter the boudoir of your daughter's house? You have read so many books about sages, can you?
Don’t you even know this bit of defense between men and women?”
Well……
Hearing these words, Lu Heng couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Even though he was said to be so wise that he was almost a demon, he was also confused by Master Mochou's nonsensical words.
Does this...do it matter?
Lu Heng's eyes were filled with speechless expressions. The way he looked at Master Mochou was as if he was looking at an old lady or a psychopath.
He muttered in his heart, but still answered: "The situation at that time was that Ouyang Ruolan was seriously ill. I was invited by Mrs. Ouyang to treat Ouyang Ruolan. I entered her boudoir as a doctor at that time,
There’s nothing wrong with that.”
"Doctor, haha, do you have the medical qualification certificate issued by the imperial court? Take it out and take a look?" Master Mochou asked with a sneer, folding her arms.
"No, what's the matter?" The topic seemed to be getting further and further, and Lu Heng had lost his patience. He glanced lazily at Master Mochou, waved his hand, and asked arrogantly.
"How is it? You entered the boudoir of Yunying's unmarried girl, and you are so arrogant and unreasonable. Do you think my Ouyang family is easy to mess with?" Master Mochou glared, her pretty face was angry, and she had a unique charm.
Lu Heng, who was angry, did not hear the Ouyang family in Master Mochou's words. At this time, he lost his patience, waved his hand and said: "This has nothing to do with you!"
Turning his head, Lu Heng looked at Agui who could no longer hold himself any longer, raised his chin, raised his hand and pointed at Songzhu Nunnery and said: "Agui, go in and find someone!"
Agui said with a hey, took long strides and approached the group of nuns in front of him.
"How dare you!" Master Mochou turned around, took out the sword from the nun beside her, held it in front of her chest, stared at Lu Heng, and shouted in a deep voice.
Lu Heng smiled coldly, stared at him disdainfully, and did not answer.
Agui continued to move forward, and with every step he took, his aura suddenly became stronger.
When Agui's distance was less than ten steps to the nun, the nuns' faces were already pale.
"Get out of the way!!" Lu Heng saw that these nuns were having difficulty breathing under Agui's pressure. He couldn't bear it and persuaded them again.
"Don't even think about it!" Master Mochou straightened her back, bit her teeth lightly, stared at Lu Heng and answered word by word.
Hearing this, Lu Heng's face darkened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at her motionless.
"Agui!"
Lu Heng's lips moved slightly, and the sound was like metal friction, ice-cold that eroded bones, and penetrated people to the extreme.
Just when Lu Heng gave the order for Agui to rush in directly, there was a sound of soft laughter on the stone steps on the evil side of the nunnery.
This sweet song like an oriole floated into everyone's ears from far to near. At the same time, it also completely disturbed the tense atmosphere in the venue without any sound.
Accompanied by the bright singing, a woman with a small backpack on her back and a slim figure like a peach branch in March walked up the steps lightly and appeared in front of everyone.
This girl is twenty-eight years old. She has a figure as graceful as a willow swinging in the wind, eyebrows curved with willow leaves, big eyes, and a smile at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes are as clear as autumn water in a lake.
At this time, she was wearing a fiery red cotton-padded jacket. In this snowy environment, she looked like a little pepper.
The girl was singing a song, skipping up the steps with light steps. She walked here ignorantly. However, as soon as she took a step, she felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. She raised her head and saw her aunt who usually had a very hot temper.
, was furious at this time, holding a sword and glaring at a big man.
When the girl saw this, she was immediately shocked. She covered her mouth with her little hands, and her big eyes were full of fear.
In anxiety, after a brief moment of astonishment, the girl's big eyes were immediately filled with tears, she covered her small mouth and rushed towards Master Mochou.
The road was slippery with ice and snow, and the girl who was running was unsteady on her feet and slipped to the ground with a thud. With a crash, the basket on her back was filled with corn and potatoes, which were scattered everywhere.
The girl, who was anxious and panicked in her heart, seemed not to notice. With her hands, which were red from the cold, she stood up holding the ice and snow on the ground. She staggered and ran to the nun.
She raised her head and looked at the pale Master Mochou with her big watery eyes. The girl's face was extremely anxious, with tears streaming down her face, and she asked eagerly: "Auntie, what's wrong with you...?"