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

Chapter 271 Aquaman Escapes Marriage vs Tsundere Crematorium 161
"What are those two kids doing?! Drinking again, right?"

The old monk in the whitewashed monk's uniform rushed over and took the wine from Meng Tang'an's hand fiercely: "Confiscated!"

Meng Tangan silently looked at the wine gourd hanging on his waist: "Your words are not convincing at all."

Ying Ming, who hurt the fish in the pond, swears sadly, "I really didn't drink."

Of course, in the end, I could not escape the fate of being punished for copying Buddhist scriptures, a hundred times.

"Look now, it's better to share the spoils with me earlier." Meng Tang Ansheng lay on the table unlovely, biting the pen holder, with a red mark on half of her fair cheeks, with a childish look, teary, really Weeping and saying, "My hair is going to go bald."

The Sixth Senior Sister hugged her: "Master loves you the most. You copy it twice to fool it. When will Master really pursue it?"

Meng Tang'an leaned on her senior sister's arms stickily and posted: "Senior sister loves me the most, and I like senior sister the most."

Ying Ming: "..."

Is it always him who gets hurt?
Then he goes?
The third senior brother also helped her copy, and was very satisfied with his handwriting: "Very good, imitation is one step closer."

There is also a brother who is eating melon seeds beside him, and said quietly: "Xiao Tang'an, what does this wine taste like, I don't remember it every time."

"Food, sex." Meng Tang'an said deeply, "Human nature."

"There are a lot of unreasonable truths every day." Ying Ming rolled his eyes.

Meng Tangan made a face at him.

The health pot is lying on the tea table, like an ordinary pot, lying dead and pretending to be dead, there is nothing to love about life.

Outside the window lattice, there is the bright sunshine in September. Surrounded by a group of people, the slender figure is lying lazily in front of the table. Three thousand blue hairs are like waterfalls, tied with white hair bands, and the white skirt is spread on the ground. Like clouds and mist in the sea of ​​flowers, the fairy air is floating.

She held her chin, and there were volumes of Buddhist scriptures messily placed on the desk case. The handwriting was half written, but was thrown aside by the master. Her eyelashes curled up and drooped. Her peach blossom eyes were clean and affectionate, and she could see to the end at a glance, clear. The incredible, almost innocent purity.

Bored, he tapped his fingertips and played with the black bone whistle hanging from his neckline.

This was the only thing on Meng Tang'an's body when she was found from the lower reaches of the Qingjiang River.

Bone whistle?

Does she like bone whistle?

"Why don't we make a big deal?" She couldn't figure it out, and she didn't think about it anymore, she was eager to try, as if she could turn into a butterfly and fly out in the next second.

"What are you going to do again?" Ying Ming stared at her vigilantly.

"We sneaked down the mountain and surprised everyone!"

"You are dreaming!!"

This time, everyone sternly rejected her, giving various reasons. In short, the core meaning was that she couldn't do it.

"I really just want to see what the mountain looks like."

"Master won't let you go down the mountain, so give up your heart."

Meng Tang'an also wanted to show his temper, so he put the matter behind him in a blink of an eye, his eyes fell on the yard, and his voice was soft and waxy: "Let's plant peach trees."

"Ah?" Senior Sister looked out, "Why do you want to plant peach trees?"

"There's no reason for her to do things, she can do whatever she wants."

"Young junior sister can do whatever she wants, brother, go dig a hole now?"

Meng Tang'an was quiet for a while, unconsciously stroking the bone whistle on his neckline with his fingertips, his eyes were clean and quiet, and he looked at the ginkgo tree in the courtyard with a little bewilderment.

"I just feel that next year's peach blossom wine must be delicious..."

The old man looked outside for a while, drank the wine that Meng Tangan managed to obtain, and walked down the mountain humming a little song.

"Master." Elder brother said softly, "Do you still want to tear up the missing person notice at the foot of the mountain?"

Missing notices about Meng Tangan were posted all over the world, day after day.

"Tear it up quickly, what are you doing with those?"

The old man waved his hand: "This stinky girl wants to run down the mountain all day long, what's so good about the mountain, you guys show me!"

The little junior sister was brought back by the master not long ago, she was dying at that time, she was rescued with great difficulty, she is beautiful, eccentric, and can play chess, calligraphy and painting.

More so—Xu Beihou's surviving wife.

She is the best at coaxing people, her talent is rare in the world, the brothers and sisters in the temple and even the elders are rare, and they love her and forget everything, pampering her like a child.

It's just... I heard that the arrogant Xu Beihou went crazy looking for someone. With such a big commotion, the senior brother was really worried that he would make trouble in the temple one day.

The old monk drank wine and walked down the mountain: "God's arrangement is the biggest. Some people have no destiny, and they will miss it in this life."

"You go back, remember to ask that girl to buy Su Ji's wine next time, it's delicious!"

...

The 20 troops arrived at the frontier day and night without rest.

"Xie Xun!" A joyful voice sounded, and Pei Haofan walked out of the camp. He had aged a lot after being exposed to the wind and sun in the frontier for these years, his face was resolute, his temples were gray, and the traces of time could be seen. Because of the recovery, his face was still a little weak, "I knew you would come!"

He knew it from the start.

Is the golden scales a thing in the pond?
Pei Haofan has the kindness to know Xie Xun, he is his mentor, Xie Xun cupped his hands: "Master."

"Come in, the soldiers are here too, is everything okay in the capital?"

"all good."

"What's wrong with your throat?" Old General Pei frowned.

"Accidentally hurt." Xie Xun said lightly.

"What's going on? Is it okay?"

"Maybe."

Old General Pei let out a long sigh.

He wasn't there for the affairs of the capital, but he had heard a lot about them.

Emperor Yan died, and the new emperor ascended the throne. He was unable to return to Beijing in the frontier.

On the night that Emperor Yan died, Old General Pei sat there all night.

He didn't expect it to be so fast.

Liang Xi must die behind him.

Back then, they were still teenagers, together they would conquer the world and meet to see the prosperity together!

Why... did you break your promise?
Old General Pei withdrew from his thoughts and looked at the sharp and thin side faces of the people around him. He was exceptionally resolute in the yellow sand all over the sky. He had the spirit of a young man and the calmness of a general.

But he lost his wife in January.

Pei Haofan moved his lips, but finally said nothing, and patted Xie Xun on the shoulder.

Xie Xun's meritorious service was achieved on the battlefield.

When the boy was fifteen or twenty, he won the Huma ride on foot!
Modesty yet arrogant, he naturally mingles with the soldiers, fights together on the battlefield, and stays in the frontier to drink and eat meat, free and easy, just like blood relatives.

After two years, Xie Xun finally came back, not only old general Pei, but also millions of soldiers cheered.

The war didn't leave them any time to reminisce about the old days. This first battle has just begun!

Old General Pei was sick, so he handed over the position of chief general to Xie Xun, and joined the battle as deputy general.

Originally, at his age, he should have been dismissed and returned to the fields, but the old man insisted on defeating Nanliang, and no one else could do anything about it.

Xie Xun is now a master of millions, and he can conquer Kyushu with one sword!

Consecutively plundered four cities in Nanliang within one month, with many successes!

"He has never lost a battle so far, and he never disappoints." General Pei said with emotion.

The Holy One was overjoyed, and the common people were all beaming.

In October, it was even colder.

Xie Xun led the million-strong army of Beiyan to march towards Suicheng in Nanliang.

Wherever the iron cavalry went, the Nanliang soldiers threw away their helmets and armor, abandoned the city and fled.

Soldiers approach the city.

The man stood on the city wall, his pupils constricted.

(End of this chapter)