Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 299: Cheating Tan Jian! The founding disciple of Xuanji Pavilion! Mr. Kong!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 299: Cheating Tan Jian! The founding disciple of Xuanji Pavilion! Mr. Kong!

"Halfway through the chess game, the overall situation has been decided. If you want to break the game, you have to know the choice."

Once the winner was decided, Mr. Kong picked up the teacup on the table, looked at the little book boy in gray and continued.

"On the chessboard, there are not only two pieces, white and black, but also players, one big and one small. You must not only think about yourself, but also think about the thoughts of others."

Suddenly he woke up. The little book boy in gray looked at Mr. Kong, stood up from the stool and bowed his hands in salute.

After thinking about it for a long time, I could only follow the path I took, but I forgot about the white chess path.

Yes... How many people in this world can think from someone else's perspective?

If you can't think about what others are thinking, even if you have the right time and place, your harmony will be a variable.

"Thank you for your advice, sir." The little book boy in gray clothes felt a little disappointed, but his mood turned from gloomy to clear.

"No matter how great a famous teacher is, if he hadn't met a disciple of Hui Gen, he still wouldn't be able to use his abilities. If I want to thank you, just thank you yesterday."

Mr. Handsome put down his tea cup and smiled, turning his head to look at the green bamboo forest with rustling bamboo leaves...

Fulai Inn!

The middle-aged man in a bamboo hat sat aside and stared at Zi Ming, who was lying on the bed and fell asleep.

After waiting for an hour, Zi Ming did not wake up. He frowned in confusion, and the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat closed his eyes and pinched his fingers.

"Great peace brings prosperity, and small fortunes are harmless. If death comes to you in the air, it will be difficult for the immortal Buddha to cross the clay Bodhisattva!"

A series of nine hexagrams! The hexagrams are bad! Looking at Zi Ming on the bed in shock, the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat feels fear in his heart!

"Oh my God! What kind of thing have you given me to harm this poor man? This little ancestor must be the queen of the saints!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat stood up and hesitated, walking back and forth nervously.

"It's over, it's over, it's over. We have to find a way. I can't handle this kind of cause and effect."

After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat picked up Zi Ming and left the inn with a swish.

On the roof of the small town house, a middle-aged man in a bamboo hat was jumping up and down.

After searching for a long time, he didn't know what he was looking for.

"If I remember correctly, this... Luo Demon Sect is similar to that. It is in the same line as the ancient Demon Ancestor Luo Hu... That's all! Nairo Demon Sect is not a good thing. How about... explain the teaching?"

There is a Taoist temple built in the southwest of the town. During festivals, people in the town will go there to burn incense and pray for blessings.

The person who funded the construction of the Taoist temple was none other than Liu Sandao, the jade seller.

Not only the Taoist temple, but also the only private school in the town, Liu Sandao also donated a lot.

A good person like him, even if he is not the one who has many children and grandchildren, is definitely the one who is blessed with blessings, wealth and love.

But the strange thing is that this guy is not only childless, but his wife has never left the house all year round.

Everyone in the town has eaten his wedding candies, and even the people from the two villages next door have stayed together.

Not to mention what the bride looks like, I have never seen her on the wedding day.

Eight years have passed since then. Although his mother-in-law failed to flourish, Liu Sandao has never thought of taking a concubine.

"It's up to you to control the mountain view." The middle-aged man in a bamboo hat nodded with satisfaction and put down the Zi Ming on his shoulders.

As soon as he put Zi Ming on the ground of the Taoist temple, the statue of the founder of Chanjiao in the hall of the Taoist temple began to shake violently!

A moment later! A shadow flew out from the statue!

He shouted in the direction of the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat!

"You are such a coward! How dare you try to harm my foundation of teaching! If you don't leave quickly, I will surely kill all nine of you!"

This loud voice cannot be heard by ordinary people, only the outsiders in the town can hear it clearly.

At the same time! Outsiders in the town raised their eyes to look at the direction of Zhenshan Temple.

"Hey! Who is this unlucky guy who doesn't care about life and death and goes to watch the mountains and watch wild things?"

At the tea stall, a young man in simple clothes whispered to himself.

Mr. Kong, who was sitting in the bamboo forest, was also curious when he heard the sound. This has been the case since Dazhenshan Temple appeared in the world.

This is the first time that he has encountered the ancestor of the Chan Cult, and he did not hesitate to use big tricks to come to the small town.

"Ha...it seems that there are many more outsiders this year than before."

Mr. Kong smiled slightly when he heard the sound, folded his arms behind his back, and looked at Zhenshan Temple.

In the corner of the Taoist temple, a middle-aged man in a bamboo hat patted his chest with lingering fear, his face full of bitterness.

"Oh my God~! Even the great power of Chanjiao can't bear this cause and effect. It seems that this little ancestor is really someone that a poor man cannot afford to offend."

After saying that, the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat picked up Zi Ming, his heart became more determined, and he sent this cause and effect to others.

Qingfeng Temple! One of the three religions! Inherited to one of the three ancestors! Taishang Laojun's lineage!

"This Qingfeng Temple's incense is much more prosperous than that of Zhenshan Temple. It must be a master of profound luck! That's it!"

The middle-aged man in a bamboo hat looked around and saw no one around, so he placed the purple water next to the Kirin statue in the Taoist temple.

Just as I turned around and left! I saw the Kirin stone statue suddenly shattered! The door plaque even broke into four pieces and fell to the ground!

See this scene!

The middle-aged man in a bamboo hat was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva. One of the three damn religions, the Human Cult, couldn’t stand it?

thump!

The middle-aged man in a bamboo hat had weak legs and his expression gradually became sad. He opened his mouth but could not speak.

After brewing for a while, the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat cried out as if his mother had died.

"Mother! What is your background, little ancestor! The luck-suppressing beast inherited from Qingfeng Temple for thousands of years is all broken! This cause and effect is too perverted!"

The middle-aged man in a bamboo hat had just finished speaking when he saw a burst of rapid footsteps coming from the Taoist temple.

"Who is this? How dare you destroy my Suppressing Beast! But there is no one who can bully me, Qingfeng!"

Outside the door of the Taoist temple, a purple-robed Taoist priest was holding a fly whisk, blowing his beard and staring in anger!

"Master...Master, our...our door plaque is also broken!"

The disciple in the blue robe approached the old Taoist holding four broken door plaques.

Seeing this scene! The old man in purple robe took a deep breath, closed his eyes and counted with his fingers!

After a moment, he opened his eyes and cursed around him angrily.

"You're a foreigner! He's actually doing such harm! If you have the ability, go out of town and fight against this poor man!"

Listening to the old Taoist's scolding, the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat closed his eyes in pain, kept breathing in and out, and muttered to himself.

"It's impossible, it's impossible! Now it seems that we can only find him! Brother Kong... don't blame me for being immoral. In fact, Qin is more willing to be immoral than lacking life!"

After saying that, the middle-aged man in a bamboo hat jumped up and disappeared into Qingfeng Temple.

As the middle-aged man in the bamboo hat left, the trembling statue of Laojun in Qingfeng Temple stopped.

In the bamboo forest courtyard, a handsome gentleman sat under the pavilion, frowning and restless.

What exactly is wrong, I can't tell.

"Weird..."

"Brother Kong! I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still so charming and graceful! I miss you so much! Hahaha!"

Outside the yard, a middle-aged man in a bamboo hat raised his right hand and waved to the pavilion with a smile on his face.

Hearing the reputation, the handsome gentleman was overjoyed! He jumped from the pavilion and flew to the front of the courtyard.

"Jianhuazi! When did you come? But your master asked you to come here to find your heart?"

The handsome gentleman mentioned Jianhuazi, scratched his head, laughed, and nodded.

"As expected of the founding disciple of Xuanji Pavilion! You can do this, so what? You don't plan to welcome me for a few drinks?"

(End of chapter)