ancient prehistoric

Chapter 3 Meet with Ren Yao

"Well, I barely passed. Why did you know that we are from China, but why did you follow us?" Long Ling'er frowned slightly, seeing that Huizhen's face was flushed by her, and she squeezed hard on her small nose.

There are a few wrinkles, but it looks even cuter.

Monk Huizhen murmured in his heart, could it be that my color calamity is coming? After thinking for a while, the Buddha said: color is emptiness, emptiness is color. He was relieved, and faced Long Ling'er's provocative gaze without any distracting thoughts.

"The poor monk is an ascetic who travels all over the world to practice Buddhism. Now he is traveling all over the Americas. It happens that the donor is from China, so he wants to go together. China is a vast land, and there are countless capable people and strangers. Maybe the poor monk in China can have more achievements.

A good opportunity for experience.”

When Long Ling'er saw Monk Huizhen, she had no distracting thoughts and could not help but re-evaluate him in her heart.

"Brother, do you think we should let this little monk follow us?"

"Well," Long Feiyun thought for a while, "Since the donor is on the same road as us, let's go together. The East China Sea is vast and the road is very difficult. We also ask the donor to help us."

"Amitabha, the donor should not call the poor monk the donor. 'Donor' is a term used by Buddhists to call lay people. The donor can directly call the poor monk his dharma name 'Huizhen'." Huizhen bowed slightly to express his gratitude. "Okay.

Crossing the sea by boat is full of risks, so if you are in trouble, a poor monk should help you and express your gratitude."

"Little monk Huizhen, since my brother agreed, then you can come with us." After Long Ling'er finished speaking, he ran up to Huizhen and stretched out his little hand to touch Huizhen's bald head.

"It's really bright! Hehe, brother, come and touch it too."

Huizhen was speechless, and he folded his hands and chanted the Buddha's name. Long Feiyun also hunched his shoulders helplessly. The group headed west.

In the City Lord's Mansion, several men in black were half-kneeling beside Ren Yao, with their heads lowered and not daring to look directly at the young master in front of them. The usually bohemian Ren Yao became extremely wise at this moment, and his eyes exuded a frightening light.

"Master, my men have found out that the two people on the street today are the eldest son and the third princess of the Chinese royal family Long Xingkong. Long Xingkong has a son and two daughters. The second princess has not arrived this time. The third princess is fifteen years old this year.

." A man in black said.

"Okay, good job. You can go to the treasury to receive the reward." Ren Yao put one hand behind his back and pointed at a few people on the ground with the other hand.

"Thank you, Master." Several people stood up and left.

Soon, several more men in black were half-kneeling in front of Ren Yao.

"Master, the monk who caused trouble today is from the Buddhist land. This person's Buddhist name is Huizhen. It is said that he is a disciple of an unborn Arhat. This person's life experience cannot be ignored. Today, my subordinates also detected that Monk Huizhen is going to fight with

The people of China will go to the land of China together."

"Well, you can also go to the treasury to receive the reward."

"Master, the people from China came to Maya this time to find an ancient fortune teller to predict the catastrophe of China. And the ancient fortune teller passed away after the fortune telling. As for the content of the fortune telling, it is impossible to understand. It is reported that,

The Chinese people will set sail in three days."

"Okay, if that's the case, then we should also fulfill our friendship as landlords. You immediately send someone to the western coast, send an invitation, and invite them to come to the city lord's mansion. When you come back, go to the treasury to receive the reward."

"Thank you, Master." The man in black stood up and backed away slowly. He didn't dare to turn around until he was at the door, and instantly disappeared from Yan Yao's sight.

"Father, several foreigners came to the city today. I have sent invitations to invite them to visit me tomorrow."

Under the tall hall, a middle-aged man with a burly figure was reclining among several beauties, drinking and having fun without even glancing at his son in the hall. In the huge space, Ren Yao stood alone, trying to use his

Foreign information to attract his father's attention.

"My child is getting more and more like me. Okay, okay, everything will be done according to your intention." The middle-aged man never glanced at his son. He only focused on the angel with white wings behind him.

On the body.

Seeing his father who was addicted to alcohol and sex, a trace of anger flashed in Ren Yao's eyes, but he did not get angry. He nodded and quietly retreated.

In front of a lonely grave, Renyao knelt there and cried bitterly.

Five years ago, my father was fascinated by an angel from the West, and he stopped doing political affairs. Everything in this huge city was managed by my mother, who was only eleven years old at that time. Finally, after my mother took over the management of the city for two years,

Left sadly.

My mother was overworked and died on the desk. From then on, the thirteen-year-old Ren Yao began to take over his mother's position and manage government affairs. Because of this, he became a wise young master. However, outsiders still claimed that his father

While running the government, he pretended to be a bohemian second-generation son.

On the coast of Maya, on a giant battleship, Long Xingkong was pacing back and forth in the room holding the invitation he had just received.

"Huh, I told you not to cause trouble. Now it's better. Not only did I bring back a monk, but I also alerted the city lord's palace." Long Xingkong scolded his children with the invitation he just received in his hand.

"Dad, don't be angry. It's my brother who insists on going to see some excitement, and even allows the little monk to come with us." Long Ling'er pouted her mouth and said in a low voice, while glancing at her face with the corner of her eyes.

Pork liver colored Long Feiyun.

"Little sister, why don't you say anything?" Long Feiyun replied in a low voice with a roll of his eyes.

"You agreed to everything! Why didn't you let me talk?" Long Ling'er chuckled when she saw Long Feiyun's face, and then shouted: "Dad, look at my brother, he~~he~ is originally

It's his fault!" The smaller body trembled for a while, and he shouted to Long Xingkong coquettishly.

Long Feiyun frowned and looked at his father carefully, fearing that he would become really angry.

"Humph, you two are not clear to others, but I am not clear to you either? Forget it, let's all go out." Long Xingkong looked at Ling'er dotingly. This youngest daughter has grown up with the love of her parents.

No one knows his daughter's temper better than him.

Long Feiyun gently closed the door behind him, put his hand on his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, I said it's okay. Every time we make a mistake, dad will kick us out as soon as I say something." Long Ling'er jumped in front of Long Feiyun smartly and patted his shoulder, convinced.

I feel right.

"Humph, I have the nerve to say that he always pushes me out." Long Feiyun glared at his sister and walked to his room. "Also, by the way, think about how to face that ladyboy. It seems that he treats you badly.

Interesting." With a strange smile, Long Feiyun gave his sister a retreating figure.

"Hehe, just like him if he likes it. I won't marry him anyway." Long Ling'er shouted to her brother.

When he turned around, he found that his father's door had opened at some point, and Long Xingkong was looking at his precious daughter with a half-smile.

"Dad, you are reluctant to marry me to America." Long Ling'er looked at her father innocently.

"Why are you so reluctant? Go back to the house and sleep. Tomorrow we will go to the city lord's mansion for a banquet." He touched his daughter's soft hair lovingly, showing a smile unique to a loving father.