A smile is like the blooming of an epiphyllum.
The woman stood up slightly, even slightly smoothed the slightly wrinkled corners of her clothes, solemnly, and then saluted Feng Linye with her hands together.
"The poor nun relieves his worries, I have met the Taoist brother!" Obviously, the name 'Lian Xin' announced to the outside world is just a pseudonym.
Wearing a vest when going out is not just Feng Lin's patent. As for monks not telling lies...who are you lying to?
Since the woman revealed her name, she obviously meant to reconcile with Feng Linyi, otherwise it would be detrimental to everyone if the stalemate continued.
Feng Linwen was worried about falling out with the woman and the bull-headed monk, so he really fought here.
In fact, he is not as sure as he said.
If Xiaoba, Dongyang Sword Fairy and Xie Yundao really stood by and waited for him to be blasted by a hammer, how could they defeat him? This is not impossible, on the contrary it is extremely possible.
The woman and the tauren man obviously did not expect to be fully exposed so quickly.
It is a reasonable operation to expose it a little and use it as bait for fishing.
It would be foolish to stand up directly and confront the disciples of the Eight Immortals.
"The poor Taoist Tengxun! I've also met the young master's wife!" Feng Linyan smiled indifferently, with a fairy-like demeanor.
Jieyou and Niutou Monk secretly cursed this man for being so shameless.
Except for the natives of this world, no one who comes in from the outside doesn't know that the so-called Taoist name 'Fujisun' must be a pseudonym.
When it came time to express goodwill to each other, this guy pretended to be confused while pretending to understand.
This is more than shameless, it is simply shameless.
"Since Brother Dao still has misunderstandings about the two of us, it seems that we can't continue the discussion today. We might as well make an appointment another day." Jieyou said lightly, the tenderness in his tone had long since flown away, leaving only a plain and elegant look. Indifferent, or in other words, rejecting people thousands of miles away.
Feng Linwen suddenly understood and nodded happily: "Another day? That's fine! Just what I want. In fact, you have been so sincere, so why don't we have to talk?"
Jieyou was stunned, but the tauren monk actually reacted first.
"He's taking advantage of you!" the tauren monk said to Jieyou. The accent he spoke in was very strange, a bit like the accent used by black brothers long ago when they were learning the Chinese language.
Although orcs...or half-orcs are relatively irritable races, he was not angered by Feng Linyi's words. He just reminded Jieyou.
Jieyou reacted in an instant, his eyebrows stood up, and his originally calm Buddha heart was almost split open by Feng Lin's anger.
"Go away! If you continue to be ungrateful, don't blame the poor nun for being rude." The little nun's cheeks turned red with anger, and she scratched the table with her fingers, leaving deep scratches.
Feng Linwen took advantage in his words, but there was no excitement or pride in his eyes, and there was no obscenity in his words.
Any seemingly useless behavior often has some deep meaning behind it.
For example, Feng Lin's mouth is full of flowers!
If you really think that he is just being mean, that would be too naive.
He was testing the two people in front of him, first identifying the relationship between them, the distance between them, and seeing if there was any room for utilization.
Secondly, it is also testing the capacity of Jieyou.
The results obtained are somewhat gratifying.
These two people should not be a long-term cooperation team, but more like a temporary team.
The Minotaur Monk may have another origin, and may not be directly affiliated with Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Although Jieyou didn't take action immediately, she scratched the table in anger, which showed that although she had the ability to control herself, she was not really indifferent to her emotions and anger.
The previous gesture was obviously a disguise that had been prepared for a long time, and was not her normal state and normal operation.
It's like a singer who, after preparing for a long time, walks into the recording studio and sings a song, is somewhat different from the level he can perform casually under normal circumstances.
"In this case, I will resign now. If Master has figured it out, let's discuss it in detail another day..." Feng Linwen was still talking happily, but his pace quickened a little, and he turned around and disappeared. In the boudoir.
Wow!
Behind him there was the sound of a table collapsing.
The 'audiences' who were listening carefully downstairs all showed surprised expressions.
What kind of action could collapse the table?
Is it possible that although the Imperial Master looks older, he has deep waist strength and full impact power, which should not be underestimated?
"I heard that the Imperial Master made elixirs for officials, which had the effect of replenishing yang energy, increasing volume, and promoting growth. Could it be that he also used it himself?" Many people murmured in their hearts, wondering if they could go to the Imperial Master's house and ask for one. Two elixirs, feel the long-lost glory, not just come to the land of fireworks, use the acting skills of fleshy women to numb your own self-esteem and find a little bit of humble existence.
But then, I saw the Imperial Master walking downstairs again as if his butt was on fire.
Everyone's faces showed expressions that this was indeed the case.
"It seems that it's not that the imperial master has profound skills, but that the little girl upstairs has amazing leg strength! Even the table collapsed. How many times did she come here and the plasma in her kidneys was squeezed out? You can't mess with her! I'm sorry! If you don't have diamonds, don't do this porcelain work!"
Feng Linwen had no way of knowing the inner activities of the masses.
In fact, the thoughts in his mind were still stuck in the many pieces of information he had previously mastered.
He suddenly combined his own plan with a deeper plan and exploration.
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Although the Song Dynasty was just established.
However, the national policy of emphasizing culture over military affairs and the geographical location of Bianjing City made the entire imperial capital become more prosperous day by day.
Feng Linwen once remembered it, but he didn't know who said it.
If there weren't so many variables.
If there had been no Mongolian invasion.
If everything developed according to normal humanistic order, the Song Dynasty would have been the germination of capitalism in China.
What should follow should be technological innovation and a business explosion.
Of course, there are no what-ifs in history.
Moreover, there are many causes of things, and removing a superficial contributing factor does not necessarily change the result.
It's like, if a girl doesn't love herself.
Even if he was tricked into a small hotel by some gangster and ended up with the first blood. Sooner or later, someone else will be fooled.
Thinking that beating that little gangster to death would change a certain conclusion is actually a very funny idea.
And on such a summer evening when the rain begins to clear and the setting sun reflects a brilliant rainbow after the rain.
A young monk wearing white linen robes, plump and handsome, walked into Bianjing City with a face full of vigor and liveliness.
Those who passed by him felt sorry for him.
Why is such a handsome man a monk?
The monk didn't feel sorry for himself at all. He showed a holy and innocent smile on his face, and then strode forward.
The wind blew up his monk's robe, exuding a faint scent of gardenia.
At the gate of the city, an ordinary hawker buying vegetables saw this monk.
The surprised expression on his face flashed away, and then disappeared.
It was as if he was really just an ordinary person, blending into this era and this background, without any difference.
