The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 47 047: Non-mainstream monks

What are you afraid of?

Jiang Yanji heard black question marks on his face. People in ancient times were so ridiculous, they said plausible things when they met.

Of course, some of the frying pans in the lively live broadcast room were quite quiet, and many live broadcast viewers said that there was a lot of information in that sentence.

[Eyes my male god]: No ... Did the old monk just hint that there is emperor luck in the anchor?

[Xue Bixin Fei Yang]: The posture of opening the live broadcast room today is not right ... This is not the live broadcast room of the live broadcast palace fight?

[Yida]: Damn, the end of the palace fight is the emperor who fights to death. The Emperor Zhen Bi's biography?

[Nongfushanquan is a little overhanging]: Pull the barren eggs, the anchor goes to the palace fight, is that still the palace fight, the lively version of the palace fight greedy snake.

The corners of Jiang Yanji's eyes were drawn darkly. What kind of ghost of Zhendi Biography? She knows greedy snakes, but what does Gongdou version mean?

At this time, a little angel who watched the live broadcast demonstrated live what a palace snake version of greedy snake.

[Coke Fun]: Congratulations to the anchor for eating XX beauty, levelup + 1; Congratulations to the anchor for eating X 嫔, levelup + 2; Congratulations to the anchor for eating X concubine, levelup + 3; Congratulations to the anchor for eating XX concubine, XX emperor concubine , Queen XX, levelup + ...

Jiang Yanji: "..."

Liu Ye didn't know that Jiang Yanji was on a small business trip, and Qing Ye's face was full of anger that was difficult to conceal. "Master Dust, have you said ..."

The old monk Chen Chen made a Buddhist ritual, and said in his mouth that “the good donor is not an ordinary person. He said that it was good for her, so that she would not go astray. Liu Shizhu cares for her daughter and cannot bear her Life is long, let it be. "

Jiang Yanji stopped the question mark face, ignored etiquette, interrupted the guessing game between you and me.

"I wonder if my father and Master Chen can confuse me. What is imperialism? What does that mean?"

Liu Ye nodded expressionlessly, and Monk Chen smiled kindly, revealing the illusion of the skin of Jiang Yanji.

"The little donor has a proud heart, a burst of temper, and a sense of ambition. How can he be willing to be subservient to others?" The old monk twisted the beads under the stare of Liu Ye, "What are you talking about?" "It's not bad," "Little donor said, isn't it?"

Jiang Yanji is speechless, which is an extraordinary monk?

Other monks, which is not to persuade people to put down the butcher knife to become a Buddha?

He's okay, he seems to be tempting her to raise his butcher knife boldly ...

If Liu Ye is a fashion feudal leader, this monk is a non-mainstream Buddhist monk ... It is really difficult for people in ancient times to communicate.

Jiang Yanji was trying to answer, and the old monk suddenly said to Liu Ye, "Lao Ye wanted to say something to the little donor, and asked the donor to give it a little while, and I'm afraid those words are not suitable for you to listen to. The death card of Madam and two little boys Enshrined in the side hall ... "

Liu Ye hesitated, and finally stood up with a cold face, and patted Jiang Yanji's head before leaving, seeming to appease.

It was determined that Liu Yan had gone far, and no one else was around, Jiang Yanji finally frowned impatiently.

The smile on the old monk's face was milder. "About 29 years ago, the old lady had met Lingtang, and she was so big ..."

Jiang Yanji became more curious about the cheap mother and couldn't help asking, "Have you seen her?"

"Yeah, at that time she was going to set up a birth card for a girl whose girl's name is Gu Min."

Jiang Yanji almost crushed the cup of tea that the old monk made for her, because Liu Lanting's biological mother and daughter were Gu Min.

"Is the master faint-eyed and memorized the wrong name? Where is the younger child who sets himself up for a brand?"

She said calmly, observing the expression of the old monk in secret, and refused to let go of the strangeness.

"The donor is very human. The soul always shows signs of detachment from the body, and he has a heavy anger." The old monk seemed to be in the family, with a tone of recalling the past. "And, the girl died in early June. A dead face, but still alive at that time. "

At this moment, Jiang Yanji felt that this Zen room was a bit indescribable. The old monk did see her details.

The old monk Suxu said, "She heard that Lao's little name, so she knelt and worshiped and went up the mountain to pray, hoping to find a hint of vitality. Lao's shouldn't be rescued, after all, taking away the flesh was shameful, but she hit A blessing and a sincere desire ... "

Jiang Yanji squinted a little, determinedly, "Everyone said that his family didn't slang, why did the old monk lie to me?"

The old monk's expression was stagnant, and he looked at Jiang Yanji for a long time, and he breathed a sigh of relief. "Little donor, it's difficult for the old monk."

"Well, I just do n’t believe there is such a good thing, where is such a life thing so good? If so, those scared emperors who ask for immortality have already risen in the sky every day, and I believe more in you It ’s humanity to push the boat along the river ... "

Jiang Yanji grinned and grinned, showing a white tooth, "Maybe the girl shouldn't be damned, but just died for some reason. My mother got to her body. This is the destiny. You just pushed the boat to the river to help her Exhausted? "

I thought that the old monk would become embarrassed and angry, but he knew that he was so shameless that he admits it.

"The little donor is really clever, everything has cause and effect, and the hit has been fixed. That girl deserves to die, your mother deserves to appear, just like the little donor, deserve to become Liu Lanting." The old monk said this, Twisting the beads again and again.

At this time, the system, which did not speak for a long time, poked, "I feel this old monk has said a bunch of useless nonsense ..."

Jiang Yanji said meaningfully, "Maybe it's not nonsense, I just want to use this to convey some important news like me."

System: "What message?"

"I don't know. In ancient times, the human brain circuit was too tortuous. It wasn't on a channel at all and couldn't understand it." Jiang Yanji complained like it was fake.

System: "... then you pretend to be indifferent than to say anything."

Jiang Yanji rubbed his eyebrows and asked the question directly, "I don't want to know the old yellow calendar. I just want to know how you and my cheap mother lied to my cheap father and cheap stepmother? They know Knowing that the body is still that body, Soul has changed one. According to the thinking at this time, didn't he pull me out as a demon and unload it and burn it? "

Do you think she's stupid?

Regardless of whether it is the step-lady or the cheap father, conceal this secret, thinking she doesn't know?

Jiang Yanji said politely, "I took over a dead body. When I woke up, Liu Lanting was gone."

Both Mrs. Ming and the cheap father knew that Jiang Yanji was not Liu Lanting, but she still regarded her as a daughter. This development made her inexplicably furious. At first I thought they were deceiving themselves, but when she saw this old monk, she understood stunned that the roots were here!

"This is not a lie. The small donor is indeed Liu Lanting. It should be Liu Lanting. The monk does not slang."

Jiang Yanji politely exposed, "You just hit me once!"

Master Dust: "..."

_ (: з 」∠) _ It feels that according to the setting of Gu Min Ma Ma, I can also write a romance novel of the heroine who has gone through history, and become a mother of a generation of empresses (* / ω╲ *)

(End of this chapter)