Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 217 Aquaman Escapes Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 107
"It's kind of like, that person is more ordinary..."

If she wanted to escape, of course she would dress low-key.

Xie Xun: "What happened at that time, I will tell you everything."

The daunting sense of oppression made the soldier's voice tremble, and he felt that Xie Xun's expression was really scary, and tremblingly told what happened yesterday!
In the end, the whole room was quiet.

After a long time, there was a laugh.

All right, Meng Tang'an.

It turns out that she treats everyone the same!
Xie Xun's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. They thought Xie Xun would get angry and arrest people, but he didn't do anything, not even an order.

Such a calm to startling attitude made people even more uneasy.

bamboo garden.

Xie Xun tore off the blood-stained clothes, his thin back was already dripping with blood: "Apply the medicine."

"You really don't mind the pain. It's a good thing you can bear it for so long." Dr. Chu He's eyelids twitched, and he felt pain for him when he saw it. "This dog emperor is too cruel."

On the battlefield, there were a few near-deaths, which was nothing to Xie Xun. He let Chu He apply the medicine, leaving one hand free to deal with official documents. He moved quickly and was not affected at all, but his body Drenched in cold sweat, I can't fake it.

"Can you respect me as a doctor?" Chu He couldn't help but said, "If something happens, it won't get moldy after two days. If you're injured like this and blow cool breeze, you probably have a high fever."

"I have something important to do."

When Chu He said this, he didn't expect it to be a prophecy. Xie Xun had a high fever that day, and it was useless to lower the temperature. He didn't listen to the persuasion, and forced himself to deal with the five or six days' affairs tonight.

The candlelight was dim, there was no sound, there were messy texts piled up on the table, Xie Xun was wearing a loose and thin robe, his body temperature was scalding hot, he stayed up all night, explaining the affairs of the Marquis Mansion, and taking care of everything properly.

"Pay attention to the movements of Liang Jian and Lin Zhengyuan. Although they have lost power now, their minds are still alive. Emperor Yan's health is getting worse day by day. Keep an eye on the palace."

"The person who intercepted the letters from Nanliang to the capital and colluded with Lin Zhengyuan is likely to be the deputy general of Nanliang's army."

The voice became hoarse every sentence, and the sound of coughing echoed in the study room, Xie Xun's eyelashes did not move halfway, and his tone was calm.

"The servant of the Ministry of War will give Pu Yun a feast of heroes seven days later, so that he can stand out."

"and also……"

Also, Meng Tang'an!

The next day, before dawn, Xie Xun led a team out of the city.

Chu He:? ? ?
Even a body made of iron can't handle it like this!

Xu Beihou's red clothes are bright and windy, and his sleeves are fluttering in the wind. He has a slender figure and a stern outline.

He was riding on the horseback, holding the rein tightly with his white fingers, looking up at the sun today, the light of the spring was dazzling, and when looking directly at it, it almost made people cry: "Go—"

He wanted to bring Meng Tangan back with his own hands.

The long street is empty, there are no people, unexpectedly it looks a bit bleak.

An old Taoist priest came staggeringly from a distance, wearing a tattered Taoist uniform, with three words embroidered crookedly on the sleeves - Wuzhuo Temple.

He blocked Xie Xun's way.

"Young master, I see that you are destined, how about I tell you a fortune?" The white beard covered most of his face, smiled, raised a finger, and gestured, "Only one tael of silver!"

Xie Xun has never believed in fate, and has never encountered anyone who bluffs and deceives him.

"roll."

"A penny is fine!!" He persisted, "I see that your skeleton is so strange, you and I are destined to be destined!"

Xie Xun leaned over coldly: "One more word, tied up and fed to the fish."

"..." The old Taoist's face was colorful, he sighed heavily, and muttered, "It's a loss, it's a loss, and I didn't make any money, so whatever, I'll give you a fortune telling for free.

Xie Xun wants to see what he can come up with.

The old Taoist squinted his eyes, carefully looked at Xie Xun's brows and eyes through the sunlight, pinched his fingers, paused for a few seconds, and looked at him again. This time the pause was obviously longer, and his eyes showed shock and disbelief. Do the math again!
"Edit?" Xie Xun mocked.

The old Taoist withdrew his hand and dared to speak after counting three times, not the fourth time.

"You won't live past the age of 27!"

Before Xie Xun could respond, Yang Zhihua next to him became angry, and angrily threw his shoe at the old Taoist priest!

"What nonsense are you talking about here! Other Taoist priests will make up a few auspicious words to deceive you! Are you cursing people to death here?!"

The old Taoist dodged nimbly and stroked his beard: "People in the world often don't listen to the truth."

He took one last look at Xie Xun, shook his head, and walked in the opposite direction. He was wearing worn-out clothes with pudding sewn on him, he was very fat, his back looked crazy, and he was muttering something.

"I met a short-lived ghost when I just opened... Sigh, why is it so difficult to make a penny?"

"Causal cycle, reciprocating three lives..."

Yang Zhihua was about to die of anger, he had already become a withered flower: "Master Hou, I'll arrest this Taoist immediately! Making up nonsense is really bad luck."

"No need, what are you wasting time with him for?" Xie Xun didn't take it to heart, with an indifferent side face, "Leave the city."

Outside the capital, Tianmeng Village.

Tianmeng Village is located in a remote mountain village in the south of the Yangtze River, and the road is far away. Xie Xun spent two days and two nights, eating and sleeping in the open, without stopping for a moment, and rushed to the village.

Tianmeng Village is a remote and ancient village. Everyone who can walk has left, only the elderly, children, and some women are left. Seeing so many outsiders suddenly, the pot exploded.

"who are you?"

The people in the village were exclusive and gathered together, staring at them vigilantly, their eyes seemed to be looking at some monsters, they whispered to each other, their expressions were unfriendly, and they were still holding a hoe and hoes in their hands, and their voices had a strong dialect flavor.

An inexplicable strange atmosphere permeated the village.

No matter how you look at it, something is wrong.

Xie Xun got off his horse, stood up straight, looked at the scene in front of him, and gave Yang Zhihua a look.

Yang Zhihua understood, and immediately went forward with the money: "My son wants to ask you about something, and the reward is not a problem. May I ask if any strangers have come to the village these days?"

Seeing so much money, those people's eyes lit up, and they barely restrained their vigilance, grabbed the money in their hands, and hurriedly replied: "No! We usually don't have outsiders at all, so you came here today!"

"We're going to stay here for a few days, won't it bother you?"

"No trouble!"

Who would find it troublesome if you have money!

The people in the village could tell that they were not simple people, and they couldn't guess their identities. They talked a lot, found a few clean houses, and their attitudes were enthusiastic and enthusiastic.

A man among them looked at them from a distance, his face changed drastically, full of panic and viciousness, and he ran in the opposite direction...

Xie Xun was always indifferent, didn't speak, his appearance was exquisite, and he was intimidated.

After nightfall, Tianmeng Village fell into silence, there was a knock on the door, and Yang Zhihua went to open the door.

(End of this chapter)