Fox Road Travel Notes

Chen Zican was embarrassed, stroking his sore shoulder, not knowing what to do.

But Monk Tong became anxious and pulled Chen Zican behind him.

He stared at the two red bull's eyes and squirted at the Gourd King who was thirsty for talents.

"Hey, let me tell you, Old Man Ren, this little brother of mine is a disciple of an immortal, with vast magical powers and boundless magical power..."

"Hey——, you still don't believe it, do you?"

"Have you seen Tian Bugeng from Baishi Mountain?"

"His old face was struck by his divine thunder just because he offended my brother."

"You want him to be your grandson-in-law, Ang?"

"Is that Chai He girl of yours a fairy girl?"

There was a sudden "bang" upstairs, two windows were pushed open forcefully, and a black gourd-like head stuck out.

"Good boy monk!"

"If I hadn't rushed to save you, your dog's head would have been chopped off by the little god. How dare you arrange for me, Lao Tian, ​​behind your back?"

"Stare, why are you staring? Those bull's-eyes of yours were saved by me..."

He was injured and didn't want to see anyone. He was lying peacefully in his room, but then he heard Monk Tong talking nonsense outside. He couldn't bear it.

Everyone looked up at his miserable face and couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

awful! How miserable! Sure enough, it was like being struck by lightning!

This little kid doesn't look amazing at first glance, but he didn't expect to have such abilities. Old men like Tong Monk and Tian Bugeng fell into his hands!

The Gourd King doesn’t care what happens to Tian Bugeng.

I felt even more fond when I heard that Chen Zican overturned his car and killed Tong Monk and Tian Bugeng.

Lifting his beard: "Old boy, do you dare to say that the granddaughter of my Ren family is Chai He Niu?"

"I am the majestic Calabash King. My direct granddaughter, even if she is not a fairy daughter, is she still inferior to a princess?"

Monk Tong had just been tempered by Tian Bugeng and was rendered speechless. He was so embarrassed.

At this time, he laughed loudly and said: "You, Ren, the Gourd King, can be considered a king, so don't I, the Tong Monk, count as a king?"

"I will go back and give birth to a daughter right now. She will definitely be prettier than your Chaihe girl..."

Before he finished speaking, a clear voice came from outside the door.

"Monk Tong, you are known as the Turtle King of Dongting, so naturally your child will be a turtle girl. Do you need to say that?"

"But I don't know which girl is willing to marry you. You don't even have a daughter-in-law, so you are still here competing for a son-in-law?..."

Chen Zican turned his head and thought, where did this woman come from? She has such a sharp mouth, Monk Tong is probably going to explode...

The figure next to him flashed, and Monk Tong ran over like the wind.

Horse-hooved, a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old rode a rouge horse and slowly walked in from the door.

Her black hair was tied high, not tied into a bun.

Curved eyebrows, curved eyes, and white skin against the bright red dress, making her look extraordinarily delicate...

Even though he saw many beauties in later generations, Chen Zican couldn't help but praise in his heart: "So beautiful!"

Monk Tong, who had already nodded and bowed, ran over and pulled the bridle of the horse.

"Hey, Miss Rong is here!"

"I just said, who can speak so beautifully? It's like the call of an oriole!"

"Come on, Miss Rong, please get off your horse. You have a rest first and have a cup of tea. I'll feed your horse. Later..."

Chen Zican couldn't help but smile when he saw his dog-licking look.

The Rong girl looked him over and asked Monk Tong: "Is this the son-in-law you are robbing?"

Chen Zican came to the ceremony with a red face, laughing at himself in his heart: As a liar, his psychological quality is completely unqualified, how come he still blushes when he sees a beautiful woman!

Miss Rong smiled softly: "Mr. Chen, you are the brother of Monk Tong and Wang——, um, Heming, so just call me sister."

He turned around and asked, "Monk Tong, has Master He Ming arrived?"

Only then did Chen Zican realize that Wang Heming, who had been beside him just now, had disappeared.

He looked around and saw from a distance that this guy was standing in front of the rockery, his back to everyone, his head lowered, as if he was studying the goldfish in the pond...

There is adultery, absolutely there is adultery!

Chen Zican was gossiping in his mind, narrowing his eyes and smiling like an old fox.

Everyone smiled and said nothing. The girl who looked like a flaming rose also noticed Wang Heming. She hurriedly bowed to the Gourd King and walked towards the rockery.

There were still five or six steps away, and after a slight hesitation, he reached out and raked his hair, then walked over and called out: "Brother Wang..."

A man with a sallow complexion and thick bones came over quickly. He also greeted Mr. Gourd Wang Ren, followed him, said hello to Wang Heming, and stood aside.

Miss Rong glared at him quietly before reluctantly walking away...

Seeing this weird scene, Chen Zican, a melon-eater, laughed even more happily.

He said: "Old man, who is this?"

Mr. Ren also smiled with a special meaning, mysteriously touching Chen Zican's ear.

"This is Miss Wang Qiaorong, the sister of Wang Ju, the king of Jiu Mountain in Baodugang, Shandong."

"Following her is Xiang Leichao, the master of Xiang Village in Xiaocang Mountain..."

Look at Chen Zican touching his chin and staring at the bright red back thoughtfully. The Calabash King's big, bear-like palm landed on Chen Zican's back with a "snap" sound: "What? Isn't it beautiful?"

Chen Zican said "Ouch", feeling his vest go numb, and casually responded: "Beautiful..."

Seeing that the Gourd King was about to slap him down with another palm, he quickly changed his words: "Not pretty——"

Mr. Ren stroked his beard with satisfaction: "Why isn't it beautiful?"

"My old friend also thinks she is beautiful. This Miss Wang is so beautiful!"

"But what's the use of being pretty?"

"I'm telling you, that's a tigress that only eats people!"

He quietly looked around and said in Chen Zican's ear: "She has such great skills, she will scare you to death if she talks about it!"

"Two years ago, she single-handedly robbed a cannon ship in Pengcheng."

"But I didn't expect that the Manchu warrior Alima would accompany the ship to the north, along with some imperial guards and imperial masters, escorting a large number of treasures snatched from Jiangling, as well as the imperial robes of the Nine Dragons from the south of the Yangtze River..."

Chen Zican said "Ah".

Three years ago, this girl Rong could do such a big thing when she was sixteen or seventeen years old at most?

The Gourd King chuckled: "Have you heard of Alima?"

"This guy is known as the number one warrior in Manchuria."

"Damn it, how many Han masters have died at his hands over the years! I heard that he is eight feet tall and his waistline..."

"It's also eight feet—"

Chen Zican interrupted him.

"That's right, that's right. How do you know this? Have you met him?"

“Cough, cough—I haven’t seen it before!”

Chen Zican almost burst out, this is Chen Jinnan.

"Oh, I heard people say that this guy can pull his hair and let his feet hang in the air. Tell me, this is still a human being!"

Chen Zican couldn't help it, he burst into laughter and burst into tears.

The Calabash King scratched his head: "What are you laughing at?"

"I didn't believe it at first."

"Later, one time, I sent my brothers to Beijing to inquire about the military situation. When I came back, I said that I happened to meet this barbarian at Dongshan Tiefo Temple and he was making a bet with someone."

"He lifted the 2,000-pound stone lion at the entrance of the temple high over the top, and walked up and down the hundreds of steps from the mountain gate to the temple gate without panting or heartbeat..."

"Are you dead?" Chen Zican asked with a smile.

"Nonsense, a lot of people want him dead!"

Chen Zican nodded repeatedly: "I can't breathe and my heart doesn't beat, but I'm still alive. It's really a strange person!"

The Gourd King didn't understand: "I don't know whether he is alive or not now. Some people say that he asked Dorgon to kill him last year. Some people say that he made a big fuss in the execution ground and ran away!"

Chen Zican asked curiously: "Why?"