my relatives are a bit much

Chapter 843 This white-faced scholar is not simple

"Ding, congratulations to the host for entering the new world. You have three options for releasing the task of recognizing relatives:

Option 500: Go to Wanhua Forest to recognize 'auntie' as an aunt, the difficulty of recognizing relatives is C, complete the task within three months, reward: a life tree branch, attribute points x 1, fairy pool x [-].
Option 1: Go to the ancient temple in the mountains to recognize Monk Fudo as your elder brother. The difficulty of recognition is C. Complete the task within three months. Reward: Bodhi Buddha Bead × 500, Attribute Points × 40, Fudo Heart Sutra LV [-].
Option 50: Go to the ancient temple in the mountains to recognize 'Zhu Xiaolian' as a cousin, the degree of recognition is D, complete the task within three months, reward: a set of Four Books and Five Classics, attribute points × [-], ten taels of silver.

Please host to make a choice as soon as possible, 10, 9, 8..."

……

"Help, Help, Help"

On the mountain path, a man facing a fierce man with his hands behind his back was yelling and running for his life.

"You run and I tell you to run"

Behind him, a young scholar wearing a scholar's attire held a machete and was exhausted and panting after him.

Behind the scholar, there was a bookboy carrying a bag staggering behind him. Seeing that he had a book basket on his back, a bookcase in his right hand, and a baggage in his left hand, it was really difficult for him to catch up with him like this.

Unknowingly, the vicious man with his hands tied behind his back fled into a temple in the mountains, alarming a chubby old monk.

"Master, help!" Seeing the monk, the vicious man hurriedly hid behind him and shouted for help.

"Run, you run, I'll tell you to run!" The scholar with the knife barged in, standing on the steps panting.

"What's the matter?" The monk hung up his prayer beads and asked in the middle.

At this time, the book boy ran in: "Master, he is a thief!"

The vicious man hurriedly said: "The knife is in his hand, and I am the one who was tied up."

The scholar shouted: "We are the first strikers, he is the thief"

The fat monk said with a smile: "He is a thief, but the knife is in your hand."

The scholar was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained: "The knife belongs to him."

Before he finished speaking, the vicious man broke free from the restraints of his hands and rushed towards the scholar, trying to snatch the knife.

But the next moment, the knife in the scholar's hand miraculously appeared in the fat monk's hand.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, the vicious man was not reconciled, and rushed towards the fat monk again.But the fat monk dodged lightly and dodged the attack of the vicious man. In this way, the vicious man did not dare to move even if he knew that he had encountered a master.

The fat monk chuckled: "Buddhism has no such thing as soldiers and thieves. If the poor monk's name does not move, please don't move."

None of the three dared to move.

The fat monk showed satisfaction, and said: "It seems that everyone is hungry, I'll go get something to eat, let's talk after eating."

The fat monk turned around, and the vicious man's eyes flashed fiercely, and he rushed towards the fat monk again, but the fat monk swung his knife and slashed.

The fat monk held the knife in both hands, looked at the vicious man, and said with a smile: "This knife is very useful, please lend it to me, okay?"

How dare the vicious man say no, he nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you, thank you." The fat monk smiled and put away his knife, and walked towards the back door.

With the fat monk around, the vicious man didn't dare to have any conflicts anymore, and sat down against the table, and the scholar also sat down on the steps opposite the vicious man.The book boy hurriedly delivered the sweat towel to the scholar, who wiped the sweat off his face with the sweat towel, the book boy handed over a steamed bun, and the scholar took a bite out of it.

It probably doesn't taste right.Asked: "When"

The book boy was packing the boxes and said, "It seems to be from the day before yesterday."

The scholar stared, and was about to spit out the steamed bun, but when he saw the ferocious man looking at him eagerly, he swallowed the steamed bun forcefully and took another bite.The greedy vicious man could only swallow his saliva.

At this time, the scholar poured a bowl of water for the scholar, took a sip, and the scholar breathed a sigh of relief.At this time, the book boy picked up the small fan to fan the scholar again. The fierce man opposite looked at him with envy, jealousy and helplessness.

"anyone there?"

There was a shout outside the temple.

The three of them looked quickly and saw a man walking in the door.

Dressed in white, holding a folding fan, he is gentle and elegant, has an outstanding temperament, and has straight and handsome features. The three people in the temple couldn't help but feel ashamed when they saw each other.

In fact, vicious men and scholars are not ugly, but their appearance is embarrassing, which lowers their appearance.

Of course, even if they are clean and well-groomed, they will definitely not be able to compare with the people who came here, but the gap will never be so big.

"My lord, Zhu Xiaolian, do you dare to ask your brother's name?"

Scholar Zhu Xiaolian put down the steamed buns and water, got up and greeted him.

"It's polite."

The man in white bowed to return the salute, and said with a smile: "My surname is Pan, my name is Haodong, a person from Jiangdong, this time I am looking for a place of Taoyuan to live in, passing by here, come in to have a rest."

Zhu Xiaolian sighed from the bottom of his heart when he heard the words: "Brother Pan, at such a young age, he disregarded fame and fortune, and sought out the land of Taoyuan to live in peace. Xiaosheng admires him."

"There there."

Pan Haodong waved his hand and said, "It's just that I'm not talented enough, so I just failed the exam."

Zhu Xiaolian was startled; "Uh...why did brother Pan feel so depressed when he failed the exam once?"

"Not once, but three times." Pan Haodong said solemnly: "As the saying goes: there are only three things. Three times of failure is enough to show that I have no relationship with officialdom, and I don't know how to do business. I can only find a place where I work at sunrise and rest at sunset. , as an unfettered hermit in the mountains, for the rest of my life."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Xiaolian was silent for a while, then said: "Brother Pan, as the saying goes: there are three types of unfilial piety, and having no offspring is the greatest. Even if you want to live in seclusion, you should choose a partner first."

"You're right, it's time to find a partner!"

Done.

Pan Haodong subconsciously looked at the mural beside him.

Zhu Xiaolian and others followed suit.

Get up close and watch.

Empress Xia, Zhu Xiaolian's book boy, sighed: "My lord, there are so many beautiful girls in this painting, they are all fairies in the sky! If I can marry one, I will die without regret in this life."

"Bah~~" Meng Longtan, the vicious man, said with a sneer: "You don't even urinate to look after yourself. Look at your virtues. You still want to marry a fairy? Find a place to lie down, it's more like a dream."

"Not necessarily."

Pan Haodong interjected with a smile.

If there is no accident, Hou Xia will follow Zhu Xiaolian into the fairyland in the painting, fall in love with the fairy Yunmei at first sight, and get married against Yunmei's reluctance, and finally touch Yunmei with her true feelings and win the hearts of the beauties.

"Master Pan, is this how you think of him?" Meng Longtan looked at Pan Haodong with a somewhat surprised expression.

Pan Haodong smiled faintly: "Everyone has different opportunities and encounters. I have practiced since I was a child, and I have studied a little bit of face-to-face numerology. It can be seen that the three of you will meet your sweetheart here."

"Yo~~ That's a good word from you."

Meng Longtan has a bold personality and great loyalty. Although he has fallen from a swordsman to a bandit, he just lacks a chance, his heart is not bad, and the robbery is just to snatch some property, and it will not hurt people under normal circumstances.

Zhu Xiaolian said: "Brother Pan, I didn't expect you to be a Taoist priest, I can't tell!"

"Brother Zhu, people can't be judged by their appearance, and the sea can't be measured. You can't tell what a person's heart is like just by looking at the appearance." After speaking, Pan Haodong turned to look at Meng Longtan: "It's like this brother, who would have thought of him? Such a ferocious bandit, in fact, is a down-to-earth swordsman who values ​​love and righteousness?"

"you……"

Meng Longtan opened his eyes wide with shock on his face.

This white-faced scholar, actually, unexpectedly... really knows the art of divination?
You can even tell who you are!
(End of this chapter)