Retired Sword God: My Wife Is A Goddess Hunter

Seeing Lu Ziqing leave, Wu Menggui also disappeared into the night.

"Amitabha, the poor monk felt the vague Buddha nature in the donor. It seems that the donor is destined to Buddhism." Master Kongjian suddenly turned around and said to Su Han.

Before Su Han had time to speak, Qin Hongluan took a step forward and blocked him behind him.

Are you kidding me? Her husband is related to Buddhism. Should he let her stay in Guangling City as a widow?

"I wonder if Master Kongjian thinks that Buddhism and I are destined?" Qin Hongluan seemed like a tigress guarding her food, her eyes exuding coldness.

"Amitabha, the life of this benefactor is indescribably precious, so of course he is not destined to be a Buddha." Kong Jian said with his hands clasped in front of his chest, then lowered his head and remained silent, as if he was very afraid of Qin Hongluan.

In the eyes of the onlookers, the monk did not dare to talk nonsense to the woman.

"I'm afraid Master Kong Jian will be disappointed. I'm a carefree person who likes to drink and eat meat, and I can't bear to leave such a beautiful wife. So I'm probably not the one who is destined to be a Buddha." Su Hancai is unwilling to be a monk, and it is even more impossible for Qin Hongluan to let him go. Be a widow.

Moreover, the reason why Master Kong Jian believed that he had a connection with Buddhism was probably because he had come into contact with the holy relics.

"It's fate and misfortune. The donor must stick to his heart." Kong Jian glanced at Su Han meaningfully, and then walked slowly in the direction where Lu Ziqing left.

Su Han carefully tasted what Master Kong Jian just said. If a catastrophic disaster fell from the sky, some people (including Su Han) would like to gain opportunities from this endless disaster, and they were talking about the young black dragon at the bottom of Slender West Lake.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other. Many people are destined to die in this chance, so it becomes a disaster.

"This old monk has something!" Su Han couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Husband, you must not have the idea of ​​becoming a monk." Qin Hongluan hugged Su Han's arm and shook him vigorously, trying to wake him up.

"Yes, if my uncle becomes a monk, wouldn't the young lady have to be a widow?" Lian'er agreed.

"What are you two thinking in your heads? How can I become a monk? Let's guess lantern riddles." Su Han was almost amused by them. Living a day of fasting and chanting Buddha's name was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

Dark clouds floated past, covering the moon in the sky, and the world seemed to become dark.

………

The end of the Shangyuan Festival represents the end of Xiu Mu.

Su Han reluctantly got up, washed and had breakfast under Lian'er's service, and then headed to the academy.

Qin Hongluan, who had just arrived at the Yamen, got bad news.

Many notorious gangsters came to the vicinity of Guangling City. This group of people ignored the law and regarded human life as nothing. However, their martial arts skills were extremely high and their traces were hard to find. It would be difficult to catch them and put them to death.

Moreover, the imperial court and the Jianghu have always maintained a delicate balance. Not only do they not interfere with each other, but as long as these people do not rebel or do extremely evil things, the imperial court will basically not make efforts to encircle and suppress them. Regarding the disputes between the Jianghu, local governments are very Leave it alone.

Anyway, dogs bite dogs, and they have many enemies. They may die on the streets one day.

However, in the past two days, countless people from all walks of life came to Guangling City, but there was no trace of them. Qin Hongluan would never believe them if they said they had no agenda.

"In the past few days, let everyone keep an eye on their own jurisdiction. If there is any abnormal situation, report it immediately. I will also apply for the city defense army to assist in the fall. If anyone dares to commit a crime in the city, he must be dealt with according to Daqian law!" She Putting down the official document in his hand, he said calmly.

"Understood, boss, I'll remind them right away." Ma Kang wrote down Qin Hongluan's instructions, and then went out to summon all the agents.

Qin Hongluan rubbed the center of his eyebrows. Lu Ziqing stole the Zhu Jingxueha and ran to Guangling City, and also attracted Wu Menggui, the left protector of the Five Poison Sect. Fortunately, Master Kongjian was a monk from the Shaolin Temple and belonged to a well-known and upright sect.

Are these people here for the red-eyed snow clam, or do they have another purpose? Anyway, it is impossible to come to Guangling City for no reason. You must understand their intentions, otherwise it will be easy to cause trouble.

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More than ten miles away from Guangling City, there is a roadside teahouse beside the official road.

"I've been walking around the world for so long, and I've never had such a bad taste of tea!" At a table on the roadside, a man with a sinewy face spat out the tea in his mouth.

"Boy, get here here!"

"I wonder what the guest officer's orders are?" Hearing the man's thunderous voice, the waiter with a white sweat towel draped over his shoulders hurried over and asked with a smile on his face.

"Immediately change the pot of tea for the uncle. If you still use rubbish to fool me, believe it or not, the uncle will destroy this shabby teahouse!" The man slammed the tea cup on the table and said in an angry tone.

"Sir, this is already the best tea we have here..." The waiter explained helplessly, but when he saw the fierceness revealed, he could only swallow the next part.

The teahouse is located on Guan Road, and it receives not only passers-by and merchants, but also many people from the world. The waiter knows the temper of such people, and destroying the teahouse is a trivial matter. If they really anger them, their lives will probably be decided here.

"Wait a moment, sir. I'll change it for you right away." The waiter could only go to the shopkeeper to discuss it and treat him with the shopkeeper's own good tea.

There were many pedestrians resting in the teahouse, and many people frowned when they saw this, but there was no trouble outside, and the man with a sinister face was extremely difficult to mess with, so no one wanted to get into trouble.

The waiter quickly replaced him with a pot of good tea. The man did not continue to embarrass him. After drinking the tea, he stood up and walked outside.

"Wait a moment, this distinguished guest!" The waiter hurriedly chased after him.

"What's wrong with you?" The man turned around and stared at him.

"Sir, you haven't paid for the tea yet." The waiter flinched, but they were running a small business, and a good pot of tea was expensive.

"You dare to ask for money from me?" The man pulled out a big knife from his back and slammed it on the wooden table. The tip of the knife penetrated instantly, and the sharp blade shone with a cold light.

"No... I don't dare. Please go away, sir!" The waiter was so frightened that he stammered and immediately hid far away, never daring to ask for tea money again.

The man with a sinister face took out the big knife, laughed a few times, and walked away happily.

"Senior brother, why did you stop me just now? We are a decent family after all, and we have to draw our swords to help when there is injustice!" Inside the tea shed, a young man who was obviously a newbie looked at his companions with dissatisfaction.

"Nonsense! You have to be more careful here than in our sect. That person's strength is obviously better than ours. You have to act chivalrously, and you have to know how much you weigh, and don't risk your life when the time comes. "Senior brother often walks in the world and knows what can and cannot be done.

There are many people who like to be chivalrous and righteous, but they will die quickly!

The reputation of the Central Plains martial arts world is that it is ruined by people like this. It is really hateful! "After hearing what the senior brother said, the junior brother's face softened slightly and he looked fiercely in the direction where the man left.

The junior brother finally understood that having a chivalrous and righteous heart is not enough, strength is the most important thing in walking in the world!