On the Evil Consequences of Cultivating Immortals in Reality

smile.

I saw the pair of hands used for planting flowers and weeds resting on the dark window railing, the light shining through the shoulders fell on the knuckles like pieces of gold, just right like a circle of rings, making the fingers even more beautiful She is fair and slender, with an elegant shape.

"I came here for some mundane things, but it seems that there are other things to talk about right now."

Xiang Junhua raised his eyebrows, he was not as beautiful as Wen Chizhou, but there was another kind of sparse and majestic facial features that set off a sharp expression.

"for example?"

"Before congratulating, there is an extra Tianzhu master in the house."

"Hahaha, you praised me so perfunctorily!" Xiang Junhua twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled perfunctorily. The two of them just chatted through the window. Maybe they were too familiar. At this time, they didn't consider whether they were being rude. question.

A formalist like Wen Chizhou didn't even think that chatting on the window would hurt his face, so he calmly explained to the fish in the room who was unwilling to stand up: "The trip to the apocalypse is somewhat rewarding. "

Xiang Junhua was noncommittal.

"It should be said that your plan is powerful, and I didn't escape from your palm in the end, right?"

Wen Chizou slightly raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "Junhua was joking, it's clear that you didn't take the initiative to get out of the snare."

Xiang Junhua smiled calmly, and there was an indescribable charm in the gesture of playing with the Heart Demon Stone.

From Fangwen Chizhou's point of view, this person's heart is not high, but his courage is not small, such as at this time.

"Thanks to your actions, I learned that there are still unlimited talents in this world. Although I intend to plan for the world's heroes, I don't need to be surprised if there are one or two fish that slip through the net."

Having said that, Xiang Junhua couldn't listen anymore, and quickly cleared his throat in embarrassment.

"Ahem, you're really flattering me. I'm just a small fish. Thanks to the greatness of the rivers and lakes, I have a place to live..." Sitting up straight, his expression was indescribably serious, "It's also my fault. Up to now, I haven’t thanked Wen Cheng for the kindness of providing me with food and clothing at the beginning. Gratitude is hard to repay, why don’t I promise it with my body?”

While talking, he threw a teasing look in his face, showing off his handsomeness to Junhua generously.

Unexpectedly, Prime Minister Wen counterattacked back without changing his expression, without changing his expression. The above three points are really all in one!

A ray of sight that fell inadvertently, an exclamation with a smile, a hint that pretended to be true but false.

Wen Chizhou Shi Shiran said: "Mr. Xiang is as handsome as the moon in his arms, and he is in the prime of his life. Even if he wants to invite you, but he doesn't know what you want. It's hard to taste the affection. If you have the heart, I will encourage you together. "

"..."

Xiang Junhua: "Are you serious?"

Looking sideways, seeing this man's expression changed, Wen Chizhou couldn't help but turned away quickly.

Xiang Junhua is not blind, looking at him like this, what else do you not understand?

"...You are ruthless!"

I have never seen such a person!

Don't know if I look good?

Didn't you find that this friendship is not so simple anymore?

Also add fuel to the fire!

Still pouring oil!

What if you are serious?

If you are serious, you are the one who is unlucky!

Xiang Junhua blew his beard and stared, his handsome face drooped immediately.

When Wen Chizhou saw something bad, he immediately apologized, and made a fuss, it's not good to make a fuss in a hurry.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"stop!"

Xiang Junhua made a stop gesture, expressionless.

Wen Chizhou said empathetically, "Please."

Xiang Junhua took advantage of the situation to put on a serious look, but failed within two seconds, falling backwards and crying.

"Aww! My bones hurt! No, no more! Hiss—it hurts!"

Wen Chizhou: "..."

Wen Chizhou: "Let me see."

Thanks to Xiang Junhua's bones, the two of them finally didn't have to talk through the window. When they walked through the door, they saw the two leaning on the bed, tight next to each other.

The bed curtain was pulled down, and the bed hadn't been made. It looked like the masterpiece of the owner who didn't like to ask the maid to serve him.

It's all over now, throwing the rolled up quilt and pillows behind him, lying on the whole body, Xiang Junhua hugging his arms comfortably, behind him is the big beauty who rolled up his sleeves and gave him a massage.

Wen Chizhou's massage technique is very positive, so the pain is also very painful, and the feeling of refreshment after the pain is also very good.

Xiang Junhua was in the middle of the pain and pleasure, wishing to yell out slowly, but at this moment, the strength on his lower back suddenly increased, and he gasped on the spot.

"Hiss—!"

The striker obviously heard the out-of-pitch shout, and patted the hard muscle under his palm dumbfounded.

Wen Chizhou is a hundred-year-old brand, and he has been practicing for a long time, so when he met Xiang Junhua, an unreasonable guy, he couldn't help saying: "There are few monks whose bodies are as uncivilized as yours and as ordinary as ordinary people."

Hearing the words, Xiang Junhua tilted his head, pulled his neck with difficulty, but could only see a little bit of Wen Chizhou's long hair behind his head, the hair swayed with Wen Chizhou's vigorous movements, he almost lost his mind, and really wanted to hold it in the palm of his hand Kiss two.

The blue silk is like a cloud that surpasses Dai, and a loose strand is crowned on the back of the head. Coupled with a few natural jade hairpin rings in rich tones and light colors, it easily makes Wen Chizhou a stunning beauty in the world.

While Xiang Junhua's mind was burning, he was forced to calm down, staring at the piece of bedding in front of his fingers, unable to make a sound for a long time.

But he didn't know that the distracted emotion that he pressed on his side also happened to another person.

Wen Chizhou's drooping eyes all fell on the vigorous and undulating back, the body under his hands was warm and explosive, exuding youthful vigor, and the smooth lines vaguely outlined the true appearance of this body in his mind...

As for food and sex, he is not a saint. He has been a vegetarian for many years, and there are always one or two opportunities to enlighten him.

At this time, the heat under the palm gradually increased with the pressing force, and the picture in my mind couldn't help but become a little clearer, and the remaining blurry places were even more taboo.

He wants to...he doesn't want to...

He didn't know what he was thinking.

Closing the eyelids, the two thin lips were pursed into a straight line. Fortunately, no one saw Wen Chizhou's appearance at this time, otherwise, everyone could see what he was thinking.

At the same time, thanks to Xiang Junhua being an honest person, at this time he suddenly asked Wen Chizhou why he came, and the other party responded smoothly, and the ambiguity in the room disappeared in an instant.

Wen Chizhou said with a smile: "Great General Gao Li and I are important ministers in the court, one civil and one military respectively. Not long ago, I recommended him to destroy the folk temples. I thought it was just a trivial matter, and it shouldn't be a problem, but—"

"I take it for granted."

At this time, Xiang Junhua also seemed to notice something, felt the coolness behind him, turned over with difficulty, just in time to see a gloomy murderous intent flashing through those bright eyes suitable for romance, and immediately took a deep breath.

Wen Chizhou frowned, and just about to say something, Xiang Junhua grabbed his hand suddenly, and comforted him in a good voice: "It's okay, it's okay, you said that small things are small things, and Gao Li's ineffectiveness in doing things, doesn't this just prove that the other party's name Can't you get up well? You don't need to worry about a person who can't even name him well!"

The more he said this, the more strange it became. For some reason, the deepness in Wen Chizhou's eyes lightened a little, the corners of his lips raised two points, and he deliberately asked, "Oh? I don't worry about him, so who should I worry about?"

Xiang Junhua opened his eyelids, and said righteously: "Of course it's me!"

snort!Where did you get Gaoli from? Have you played Wenchizhou before?If you dare to attract his idea, you are not afraid that your mother will lose it and never get it back!

He complained frantically in his heart, but he didn't notice that Wen Chizhou was already laughing at this moment. He silently lowered his gaze to his hand that was held by him, and muttered to himself, "So that's how it is, that's how it is." When he rolled his eyes and thought about something, he smiled and said——

"In that case, I will leave this matter to you."

Throwing a cauldron over suddenly, Xiang Junhua lost control of his facial expression.

No, what's the matter with you? ? ?

Wen Chizhou continued speaking unconsciously, his eyes full of hope.

"Me, of course who is doing things and who is worrying about whom, tell me, is that the reason?"

Then you are too utilitarian to be a human being.

Xiang Junhua: "..." Gritting his teeth, he squeezed out a word, "Yes!"

mmp, why don't I have a long memory, slap!

133. Jinjiang Literature City

130 seven

"Beauty is alluring!"

Watching the brisk-looking beauty walk away, she tugged at the corners of Junhua's mouth, and the flat arc pulled out a wry smile.

"Why is it so useless?"

Covering his head and leaning back, the whole person relaxes, moves his shoulders, and no longer makes that clicking sound. It is obvious that the massage just now is quite effective.

Xiang Junhua thought to himself: I'm afraid I'm bent.

Xiang Junhua thought again: When did I not love Jiao'e and Lan Yan?

Xiang Junhua thought: Is there something wrong with me?

Xiang Junhua secretly thought: Could it be a self-strategy?

The wave of roiling thoughts returned to calm after 30 seconds.

Xiang Junhua realized it.

He was a standard face dog before time travel, and after time travel without reason, he became ascetic and disregarded the law of face dogs.

What is the Law of Yan Dog?

The three views follow the five senses, whoever gets off the list first is the dog!

Said again:

If you can get out of the single dog, you can be a dog, who wants to be a single dog!

He happens to be on the third step now, and he has been hovering in the second stage before, whoever gets out of the order is a dog!

Now it's finally his dog's turn, he can't help feeling a little bit complicated, a little bit wanting to light a cigarette to celebrate... No, I'm sorry.

These days, if not bald, who wants to be a dog?

He rubbed his still thick black hair, looked handsome in the glasses, and because of his good cultivation, he had a trace of classic facial features.

With a thick ponytail tied at the back of the head, and a high-quality, well-tailored coat lining.

A broad robe with dark patterns embroidered on the arrow sleeves and sleeve hem of the body.

The demeanor is introverted and beautiful. At first glance, it has both the magnificence of a literati and the majesty of a samurai.

He stood there like a gun, a sword, and a pen, and no one could ignore his existence.

So his character has become the most unrelieved.

Xiang Junhua knew this very well, but he didn't want to change it.

Let a person who is used to staying in the house run out to show his face, are you afraid it is not in a dream?

As a human being, it is most comfortable to be yourself.

Since he thinks so, he will naturally follow through to the end, but, in the face of beauty, anyone will be confused and fascinated.

Fortunately, Wen Chizhou was ready.

The information about Gao Li and the content of the next investigation were sent early, and after reading it at a glance, Xiang Junhua smacked his lips in deep thought.

The method is still the same, but it has a different taste.

Who are you talking about?

Who else could it be!

Wen Chizhou chant!

Although the former Prime Minister Wen was as considerate and competent in handling affairs, he had a faint feeling of domineering. Although he didn't say anything, you could always feel that there were eyes behind you watching and pushing, and you made a decision before you made a decision. Someone has predicted it in advance, and what you should do before you act has been arranged.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, without any accidents, except that the pressure on the parties was extremely high.

Ever seen a puppet show?

The puppet strings wrapped around the puppet's limbs are exactly what you feel all the time in action.

And this feeling can only be noticed by a very intelligent person. Most people don't even notice the ubiquitous eyes and the puppet lines that manipulate their brains and limbs.

It can be said that the smarter a person is, the more he can experience the deeper level of terror when working under Wen Chizhou, and the more he will be in awe and dare not overstep.

But what about this time?

Throw away the thick letter.

Xiang Junhua asked in wonder.

It doesn't smell like that anymore.

Looking up three feet away, there is no longer that blurred shadow, black and white, and clues are placed there, neither turning into a crawling snake in a nightmare, nor like chains that make people breathless.

There it is, quietly.

If you need it, you can get it with your hand. If you don't need it, it won't become a knife to force you to want it.

Ugh!

It's really strange!

This is simply a further step from pampering to doting, and it is still the kind of doting that is measured and graceful, and pays special attention to the doting afterward.

Realizing that he was the one who fell in love, and there were no longer cold thorns and iron chains outside the honeypot, he couldn't help being bolder...to be presumptuous.

Xiang Junhua ran to abduct Prime Minister Wen Da, which caught the retainers in the prime minister's mansion off guard.

They said they were doormen, but in fact, the subordinates who were similar to court officials looked at each other in blank dismay at the empty council hall, and there was no message left by Prime Minister Wen when he left. Things cannot be dealt with immediately, and those local masters who are waiting to go back to work will definitely make a big mess.

At this time, the only person who can take care of things is not there!

Dark clouds visible to the naked eye shrouded the prime minister's mansion, and people who happened to pass by this street could faintly hear lightning and thunder in the mansion.

"Hahahaha—they will be furious when they find out that you are gone, right?"

Xiang Junhua was sitting on a simple and even somewhat worn-out bullock cart while laughing his belly out, and at the same time teased the other driver in the car.

The rough hemp rope fell into a pair of hands that would be ashamed to pick up a gold, silver and jade bowl, not to mention that the person driving the ox cart was already beautiful as if shining.

Who would have thought that the dignified Prime Minister Wen would be forced to drive a dilapidated and crude ox cart?

This is really unexpected.

Let's take it as Xiang Junhua's willfulness, anyway, there will be more and more similar behaviors in the future.

The young man with foxtail in his mouth was also dressed in a fancy dress that was incompatible with a bullock cart. His thin white palms were placed in front of his eyes to block the light of the sky, so he could see the sky in the distance. The wind carried the smell of forest grass in this sweltering heat.

Xiang Junhua laughed, enjoyed it, and then just lay there lazily, muttering words.

"It's just a few days away, it's so easy to make trouble, your subordinates should be kicked out and thrown away!"

Wen Chizhou: "Yes, yes, I understand." The gorgeous voice is more pleasant than the deliberately loud voice of the silk bamboo harp, and his softer tone than usual can be heard when he is sleepy.

Once again, Xiang Junhua felt a little powerless after being pampered, and couldn't help complaining: "Do you treat me as your son?"

Your own son doesn't have such patience, does he?

Wen Chizhou, who was controlling Qingniu to turn his head, raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, and the thin line made his eyebrows look like a painting.

"Why do you think so?"

Although if I have the heart, any one of the heirs may have the same generation as your grandfather, but isn't it impossible?

Wen Chizhou was curious about why Xiang Junhua thought so. At the same time, his orderly manipulation made Qingniu successfully turn this narrow mountain road. Then the road was flat all the way, so he looked at it with a smile. There is a kind of delicate aura in the eyes that blends into the surrounding scenery.

Xiang Junhua is like the person admiring the scenery. After a glimpse, he couldn't restrain his heartbeat, and pretended to look away unintentionally, but he couldn't tell what it was like.

"You treat me better than my parents treat me."

"Ha, aren't we friends?"

This is an understatement, this person is also very bad.

Is there such a person who jumps up and down in other people's hearts and doesn't know why, but does it on purpose?

Xiang Junhua knows what it means to hate it!

But what's the use?

Not long ago, I managed to get this person's brains over, and now I'm doing it again, this is not friendship, I don't want to be friends with you, it's actually... Come on, I really have this ability, I'm not in the car long ago, but in the sky.

"Ugh--"

It's a pity that I don't have the ability to brainwash, so I looked at Wen Chizhou with his chin resting on Junhua, this person even had such a good-looking profile.

After staring at him for a long time, Mr. Wen, who is restrained and a model literati, was somewhat embarrassed, but before he could speak, Xiang Junhua took a step to look away.

Wen Chizhou: "..."

With a frown, he felt that this matter was not simple!

Xiang Junhua lazily said: "Is it almost here?"

Before thinking about where the disobedience he felt at this time came from, Wen Chizhou raised his eyes and saw the particularly prosperous small village with him.

People come and go between the simple thatched cottages, and the small village entrance is occupied by streamlined carriages and horses.

There are tall and strong soldiers lined up, there are also merchants from afar selling their goods, and even the nobles from the country sit nearby in a gorgeous guard of honor.

All this is not like the scene that should appear here, it should appear in a more special place.

For example, in the village where the gods are enshrined, the gods have endowed these ordinary ordinary people with a special meaning of existence, giving them an extra layer of mysterious halo in the eyes of outsiders.

"It seems that we have arrived." Wen Chizhou waved the reins, letting the hard-working old Qingniu walk through the last section of the road.

What is so special about this hidden village at the foot of the mountain?

Xiang Junhua closed his eyes, as if he had the same inquiry as Wen Chizhou, Shi Shiran straightened up, leaned on his shoulder, and smiled into his ear: "You said that General Gao would give you a gift when he saw you coming in person. What kind of reaction?"

reaction?

Wen Chizhou smiled: "I'm afraid you have made a mistake about the relationship between me and him."

Before Xiang Junhua could figure out where the words came from, he and Wen Chizhou saw the real person not long after getting off the bullock cart, and then tasted the stale air when they were in the same room.

"Rivalry!" He opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembling.

Wen Chizhou, who had just fought with someone not long ago, sneered.

"exactly."

He simply put down the letter sent by Gao Li's subordinates, which recorded the strange events that Gao Li and others encountered in this village during these days.

In all fairness, many of the things here are not simple, and in the eyes of normal people, they are all supernatural and strange things, which can easily be connected with the weirdness of manipulating the power of ghosts and gods, and the worst thing in this world is that there is no socialist value , ghosts, and god codes are all real!

Since there is such a terrible prerequisite, some things have to be guarded early.

Like him, Xiang Junhua put down the letter, and didn't think about the relationship between the two important ministers of the court, one civil and one military. He cupped his face and thought: "Could it be that this mountain prostitution really enshrines an evil god?"

"Evil gods are unlikely, but evil people are possible." Wen Chizhou drank the bowl of rough tea in his hand without disdain, and took out a handkerchief to wipe off the water stains on his lips, "I have talked with you about the incense and gods of Beiman before, but I didn't talk to you about it." Have you ever talked about what the level of a true god is?"

Mentioning something he didn't know, Xiang Junhua immediately perked up, strained his ears, and looked at him eagerly.

Wen Chizhou: "At first glance, as long as there are believers, they can be called gods, but in fact, they are not the same. The true gods are the same as the masters of the heaven and the blessed land in the fairy world. Not infected with five poisons and eight sufferings, such a person is only one step away from detachment, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a god. The great god Goya of the northern barbarian race, and his partner, the wolf god, are monks of this level. There are only advantages and no disadvantages in enshrining them .”

"Because the true gods are beautiful, what they promise is a great ambition, and detachment will also leave influence in the world. This influence can be classified as good."

"However, the prostitution created by evil people is different. No matter how you practice it, it will eventually become a deceptive and addictive weirdness. There is no moral character, and only fools play with the way of life."

Hearing Wen Chizhou's description, Xiang Junhua couldn't help recalling all that he had experienced in the secret realm, not to mention that the road to God was narrowed, it was really evil enough!

"So what does a real god look like?"

"For a god, one cannot hear the sound, two cannot directly look at the appearance, and three has an indescribable shape. This is the rule of the true god, and it is also the self-imprisonment of the true god. Once you become a god, you must oppose the common people and abandon everything. Detachment."

Wen Chizhou said slowly, there seemed to be indescribable shadows in his eyes, which quickly disappeared in the starlight.

134. Jinjiang Literature City

130 eight

"Don't listen, don't look, don't describe..."

A shape was faintly sketched in his mind, but no matter what, he couldn't gather the shape. This was Xiang Junhua's first impression after listening to it.

"Like a great terror?"

After he tentatively finished speaking, he saw an inexplicable smile on Wen Chizhou's lips.

Xiang Junhua shivered and shrank his neck.

"Are you kidding me? Is this becoming a god, or becoming a source of terror!"

Wen Chizhou chuckled, "What do you think? What do you think a god with thousands of people and faces worshiped by countless believers would look like? Another question, what do you think people look like?"

No solution.

Xiang Junhua was speechless, in other words - "These two questions have the same answer?"

Wen Chizhou smiled.

Rubbing his arms, it was obviously a hot day, but Junhua felt a chill from it, and always felt that the appearance of such a god was not a good thing for people.

"You think so because you have looked directly at God to some extent. Most people don't even understand what God is, so they blindly follow it and regard it as a belief, but they don't know that for those false gods manipulated by evil people, All believers are food for false gods, and they don’t have basic morals at all, so most of the teachings of false gods are empty and false. Most grass gods who can only rely on prostitution to survive at the bottom have no dogma, and some are a mess .”

Wen Chizhou unhurriedly belittled the enemies he might meet during this trip to nothing, Xiang Junhua also realized that, for Wen Chizhou, there might be someone worthy of his special attention, but the person he met this time was definitely not his. This example.

Thinking of this, he suddenly relaxed, resting his chin with one hand, and tapped the table with his fingers in a lively rhythm to make a rattling sound.

Xiang Junhua: "From this point of view, it is a good thing for me to bring you out."

Wen Chizhou: "As long as you are happy."

Xiang Junhua: "..."

Xiang Junhua scratched his head, and quietly asked: "Is it possible that what you mean...will I be beaten when I go back?"

"..." Wen Chizhou glanced at him helplessly, "At any rate, he is already a great power in the fusion stage, comparable to the Venerable Arhat of Buddhism, the monk of the majestic Tianzhu realm, and it is also possible to find someone who can compete with you in this world It's only a few hundred, my Prime Minister's Mansion is just the residence of ordinary people, so what can they do with you if they are unhappy?"

"What if I'm just an ordinary person?"

"Using black hands, wearing small shoes, going too far to conspire against you to be sent to the army, and ruthlessly harming the whole family, it depends on how you want to die."

"..."

Xiang Junhua, who realized later that he had caused a catastrophe, felt the hair on his back again. He didn't realize it before, but now he has caught the culprit.

He let out a "beep" on the spot, with a face full of shame.

Ignoring Wen Chizhou's eyes on the precious beast, he said to Junhua: "I rely on you to protect me!"

Wen Chizhou pondered for two seconds, then said solemnly to the stunned man standing at the door: "General Gao is here, I'm sorry to welcome you."

The face of the funny man just now turned red, and he blinked embarrassingly.

Xiang Junhua: No, it’s embarrassing to outsiders, and the annoying Wen Chizhou didn’t even remind me!

Complainingly, he stared at Wen Chizhou, feeling helpless like waiting for a bad-hearted old wife at home, turned to Junhua and carefully sized up the man who supported half of Dai's country.

Judging by his face, he is older than himself and Wen Chizhou, but he is very imposing. He looks like a proper military general. Compared with the two of them, his dress is much simpler. That's right, not everyone wears gold and silver generously With the capital on his body, it is obvious that this military giant does not have the confidence.

A long sword with a simple shape hangs from his waist, and the scabbard has complex patterns, which are very similar to the patterns on his belt.Black leather boots, earthy brown jacket with sleeves, and a few pieces of armor on the key parts, the whole person highlights a tough and masculine style.

The extraordinary height set off the extremely narrow space in the house. After getting the master's permission, he walked across the distance from the door to the table. He sat down with a golden sword, and Xiang Junhua had the opportunity to face the number one military general of the Dai Kingdom. power.

At first glance, it was a strong evil spirit, which made people's limbs feel chilly, but it could be relieved after a while, and there was no evil intention of hurting others intentionally.From this, it can be seen that this person's roots are straight and red, and even the evil spirit surrounding him is the majesty of fighting upright on the battlefield, and it is definitely not the evil spirit condensed by a villain simply by doing evil.

Thanks to the first sight, Xiang Junhua has a good impression of him.

It's just that at the same first glance, the general didn't pay him much attention at all.

If he hadn't been sitting next to Wen Chizhou, Xiang Junhua might have had to rely on his face to draw people's attention.

But Ren Gaoli is not good at masculinity, probably not even one or two points.

After entering the room, Gao Li saw Wen Chizhou sitting at the table with a calm and relaxed look.As for the pendant next to it, he at least went through the cost of the clothes in his mind, and finally equated it with Wen Chizhou in general.

Pooh!What a waste of money!

Since ancient times, fighting and burning money, I have only seen generals crying poor, but I have never seen a general crying rich.

Poor and rich in martial arts, the only way for a man to excel in physique is to eat meat!In this era when there is not enough food to eat, the rarity of meat is clear at a glance.

General Gao Li had such a group of soldiers and horses, let alone made him cry, but it was obvious that he was poor.

Once a person is poor, it is easy to sharpen his sword against the rich neighbor next door. It can be seen that at least [-]% of Gao Li's malice towards Wen Chizhou is due to the gap between the rich and the poor.

Xiang Junhua was dressed in exquisite Chinese clothes provided by the embroidered lady of the prime minister's mansion, and his economic level was similar to Wen Chizhou's, which was easily perceived by Gao Li, a poor man.

The man's face darkened by three points, which represented at least thirty percent of the malice. He slapped the table with a big palm, and there was a bang, and the teacup and teapot on the table shook.

Gao Lihu said angrily, "Wen Chizhou, you tricked me!"

The momentum was so great that Xiang Junhua couldn't help but retreat tactically.

But the person who should be frightened the most doesn't change his expression, with a faint smile on his lips. At this time, his palms are free, and he is still in the mood to take out a pair of Wenwan walnuts from his waist purse and play with them casually.

He said: "Why did the general make such a statement?"

Gao Li's tiger eyes were round and round, with an aggressive aura.

"Did you already expect that it is not easy to prostitution and ruin the temple, and you deliberately use my subordinate Erlang to find out?"

Wen Chizhou casually turned the walnut a few times before moving his gaze to Gao Li, a pair of deep and unfathomable eyes met another pair of angry pupils with murderous intent.

After a while, Wen Chizhou responded, "I'm not a man of gods, how can I be a prophet."

Gao Li beat down the table in displeasure.

"Are you trying to say that you don't know anything?"

Wen Chizhou said calmly: "I really don't know."

Gao Li raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "Who would believe it?"

Who would believe it!

Xiang Junhua watched this for a long time, and almost applauded for Gao Li.

These words are too poignant, now Wen Chizhou will be angry if he is not angry?

Unexpectedly, when he looked over, he happened to meet Wen Chizhou's expressionless eyes. The two of them froze for a moment, and then saw a few shadows appearing from the bottom of Wen Chizhou's cold eyes, like a pool of stagnant water suddenly gushing out. A few wisps of living springs.

Xiang Junhua's brain hasn't responded yet, and his heart beats so fast that he can't control the speed.

Clicking his tongue, he didn't dare to look at Wen Chizhou anymore, he could only look at another person.

Hey, there is still a big living person here, can you stop treating me like nothing?

Xiang Junhua reached out and patted the table in front of Gao Li.

"Why are you so unreasonable? Could it be that what Wen Chizhou said is all lies, and what you said is true?"

Unexpectedly, when he was confronting Wen Chizhou, someone would interrupt without understanding, and Gao Li's cold eyes fell on that person with displeasure.

Xiang Junhua's clothes are expensive, but they are worth the money, and they make people look good.

A good-looking person, especially a heroic person, has a favorable impression bonus in the eyes of human beings. Seeing this three-point heroic spirit, Gao Li paused, softened a little, and drove away patiently: "No matter who you are, this matter It's not your turn to intervene, so quickly back down, this general will let the past go."

"..." Xiang Junhua was choked by this upright official tone.

Just at this moment, Wen Chizhou spoke unhurriedly, as if a master had made a move, and catching the flaw was a blow as fast as thunder!

"It's really necessary for this person to be here." He replied leisurely, the expression between his brows and eyes showed no sense of urgency.

The more Gao Li looked at this man, the more annoyed he frowned, he was so annoyed by Wen Chizhou's mystification.

He asked patiently, "What do you mean?"

Wen Chizhou Shi Shiran flicked his sleeves: "Because of the mountain where the accident happened, he happens to know better than anyone else."

Hearing this, Gao Li took a serious look at this little brother with a slightly heroic appearance, and after a few minutes passed, he said mockingly: "What? Are you going to tell me that this man is a woodcutter? Oh, you treat me like a three-year-old child Yet!"

Most of the people who go up the mountain these days are woodcutters and hunters. If there is a woodcutter who has the ability to wear such a suit to go up the mountain, it will be a miracle!

Gao Li's reaction was more or less mocking Wen Chizhou, but before the taunts from his mouth came one after another, Wen Chizhou responded calmly: "No, just before this mountain mutated, this person dealt with a Evil repair."

When it comes to the content related to monks, Gao Li's vigorous anger suddenly stagnates, and after a long silence, his voice is piercingly cold.

"Really?"

"really."

"What do you mean, the villagers in this place hold prostitutes and worship evil gods, so that the mountains and forests change suddenly, and the evil spirit is soaring, is it the work of evil cultivators?"

"It's somewhat possible."

"Then who is this person?"

"Fit monk, the power of Tianzhu."

"Why did you come?"

"Come to solve the mutation here."

……

Gao Li took a deep breath, then cursed and slammed the door out.

"Wen Chizhou, you are an asshole!"

Xiang Junhua was stunned the whole time, until the tall and strong figure disappeared behind the door, and then he looked at Wen Chizhou, Mr. Wen, who had just woken up from a dream.

"What did you say to him to make him so popular?"

Wen Chizhou took a sip of his tea, then shook his head with a smile on his face.

"I didn't say anything. I just told him that this matter has nothing to do with me. By the way, I brought a helper, but it may mean something else to him."

"What do you mean?"

Wen Chizhou regretfully stopped the walnuts in his palm, and said in a cold voice, "A bunch of trash."

Xiang Junhua: "..."

……

Gao Li, who was furious and ran out like a bull, lost his anger in the blink of an eye, and the adjutant who had been waiting outside stepped forward unawares, and asked cautiously: "I wonder if the general can ask the reason for Prime Minister Wen's visit? "

"Oh," Gao Li sneered, squinting at this subordinate who offended him by opening his mouth, no, compared to the one in the room, this one is at best a bit stupid, and that one is downright insane!

"Why are you so respectful? He can't hear you," Gao Li said gruffly, his bushy brows were furrowed, and his upright features were honed by time and the cruelty of the battlefield, revealing a full masculinity, with a touch of vicissitudes just right Hidden in the corners of eyebrows and eyes, leaving thin lines, deeply revealing the story behind this man.

"It's nothing serious, just to ridicule that our group of people are all dry food!"

The adjutant couldn't believe it. Prime Minister Wen's image in the eyes of the public is still good. Not to mention loving the people like a son, he is also a good and honest official.As for the swear words from his own general, he didn't think that it was something that Prime Minister Wen could say. In order to prevent the general from slandering Prime Minister Wen in the room again, he was involved in the big court meeting later. , the adjutant had no choice but to stop: "General!"

"Stop screaming," but Gao Li didn't care what the adjutant thought at all, and now he used all his vigor and blood to be irritable. He waved his hand impatiently, "Choose a team tomorrow to send Prime Minister Wen When you enter the mountain, the temple is built on the mountainside, so you have to visit it anyway. Compared with these, let the team