I Became an Anonymous Boss

He bit the words: "Marriage fate!"

Just as the monk said these two words, he saw a blur in front of his eyes, and the stick was pressed on the table by two people at the same time.

"I'll come first." Lan Xiangxue confronted her.

"I got it first, and I came first, of course I came first." Feng Li refused to budge.

Monk Xuankong took a step back and smiled faintly, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

Provoking a woman's fighting spirit is really not a complicated thing, but why does this kind of thing have to be left to me, a monk?

Xuankong raised his hand and rubbed his head, the top of his head was shining with a hairless hair.

He remembered the conversation not long ago.

Before Nan Xinmo left, he came to him on purpose, but what he said was not a serious topic, nor was it to leave any last words or arrange funeral arrangements.

When she came, she donated a seven-storey scripture building to the Buddhist temple. The abbot of the temple was overjoyed and almost became a Buddha on the spot.

Then Nan Xinmo finished sending the money, and then said something to Monk Xuankong, asking him to do something, the specific content of the conversation can be less than [-] words.

In short, I hope that the monk will delay here, at least for more than half a day.

What was going to happen outside, what would happen, Nan Xinmo didn't mention a word, but Monk Xuankong had already received the code and understood everything.

Nan Xinmo had already left Fengwu City that day, and after simple elimination, there was one and only one person in charge of relaying her.

You can guess who it is with a wooden fish.

Monk Xuankong couldn't help but gasped, and secretly sighed that it was so terrifying, once the two joined forces, in his opinion, the situation would be as stable as Mount Tai.

So he couldn't help showing a little guilt in the eyes of the girls fighting for the lottery in the courtyard. As a Buddhist disciple, he shouldn't have interfered in this matter.

But the princess gave too much.

Not to mention the gold content of this Buddhist scripture pavilion, Shan Lun's bottom-of-the-earth wish must be more inclined to Nanxinmo's side.

As good brothers who went to battle and killed enemies together, wandered in the Red Dreamland together, and tortured each other together, Monk Xuankong always believed that Bai Taki should stay in Southern Tang Dynasty to start a family and start a business, whether it was to be a prince consort or find Qin Changye. Uncle can do it.

In this respect, he is not a single pusher, but better than a single pusher.

Lan Xiangxue—not familiar enough, still from Daqin, Fanyue Valley... Bad review!

Fengli—too young and still being taken care of by others, suitable to be a younger sister but not a wife... Medium comment.

Beiming Qingqiu—Holy Fire Saintess, with a good personality, background and ideological problems, with her, is destined to live a hard life... Poor review.

Yan Qixia——a woman from Daqin, a woman who is careful, thoughtful, and can't see through. When she goes crazy, she even tricks herself...to save herself.

Little Guanyin... are you serious? FBI warning!

Such a simple exclusion, there are not many people left.

Monk Xuankong quickly wiped away the guilt in his heart, and continued to stir up wars among the women, distracting their attention, and delaying the time as much as possible, so that they would not think about the question of "has Shirataki returned?" thing.

His methods are not very clever. As a big bald man who doesn't understand people's hearts, he doesn't have the ability of Yuri. He can trigger the darkness of people's hearts with a single mind control. This kind of provocative tactics at the pediatric level can be replaced by other slightly smarter girls. Will not be fooled.

However, Lan Xiangxue and Feng Li were in a competitive relationship. Whenever they encountered something related to Shirataki, they immediately confronted each other, and even drew their swords to kill each other.

Terrible?

It's actually not scary enough.

Because these fights are on the bright side, so even if they are a little noisy, it's fine. Shirataki can tolerate them treating each other as a sharpening stone. As long as there is no accident, even a little blood is fine. Warriors are born out of fighting. It is better to be wounded by one's own hands than to die on the battlefield.

But the most fearful thing is that they pretend to be indifferent and calm.

Once the surface is calm, there must be an undercurrent surging wildly. There are no more superficial rules, which means that there is no need for hidden rules.

All kinds of methods gradually emerge in endlessly. It is basic practice to kill secretly, poisoning, hiring people to assassinate, framing, betraying each other, there is no lower limit, and treating other people in the same way as enemies of life and death.

Does it look familiar?Any harem-themed TV series is like this, too many are played to death.

It has not reached this point yet, at least their struggle is now on the surface, without further deepening.

What I'm afraid of is that when a marriage lottery is not enough to trigger their competition, that is the real darkest moment.

The craziest thing in the world is a woman.

Xuankong has been a monk for so many years, and he has heard many stories about being crazy because of love.

He didn't want to get to this point either, so he chose to intervene actively and made an assist.

The monk clasped his hands silently—hoping that he is all right.

……

There is peace in Fengwu City.

Although they were 'earthquake' seven or eight times in a row before, the people in Fengwu City quickly returned to their daily lives.

Because the magnitude of the earthquake was not high, it calmed down quickly and did not cause widespread panic.

It may also be too many times. The first time and the second time will feel terrible, the third time and the fourth time will only feel flat, even looking at the unshakable roof, I will say "this" in my heart to express contempt.

The ground trembled several times in a row, and the residents expressed their dullness.

So it's time to eat and drink, Xiao Zhen don't take it to heart, it's a standard Sichuan camp mentality.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom, there are many people in the rivers and lakes, and there are many business travelers. The whole Fengwu City seems to have entered the celebration period ahead of schedule.

Modern people are mostly pigeons. They would rather stay at home and play games than go out to crowds and shopping malls. The atmosphere of celebration can only be experienced in the game. I am already tired from work and don’t have so much time and energy to go shopping. Temple fairs, shopping malls, parties, and exhibitions...But if it was ten or twenty years ago, what everyone looked forward to most were celebrations and festivals, which often represented excitement and liberation from the old life.

The same is true in Fengwu City. The living habits of people from other worlds are roughly the same as those of the Republic in the 89s.

Celebrations can improve the happiness of the people, and they are all realistic theme settings written into the game.

Entertainment and relaxation are essential no matter the time of day.

After the battle of Zhenmo Prison was over, Bai Taki, who hadn't closed his eyes for nearly two days, was somewhat relaxed with the lively atmosphere of Fengwu City.

After the meal, he walked casually on the road full of peach blossoms, his pace slowed down, and his expression was somewhat lazy.

Dressed in black, the signs of damage left by the previous fierce firefight were still there.

Like a person from the rivers and lakes, and like a tourist who has nothing to do with the rivers and lakes, walking through the crowd is like a drop of ink dripping from the water.

He walked for a while, like a master who went out for a walk, and it took a while for him to remember that he was going to pick up someone.

This is more like an old man who went out to pick up his granddaughter from school, but wasted his time by just taking a walk.

Having not slept for a few days, he was a bit dull in thinking, Bai Taki asked a person on the side of the road the time, and quickened his pace to rush to the reserved place.

The location was in a tea room, and when Shirataki arrived, the tea room was empty, and no one was waiting.

"Are you late?" Shirataki walked into the tea room, and noticed that the tea was still warm and steaming, the kettle was still boiling, there was no note left on the table, and one of the stools was as warm as musk. The aroma of orchid.

He realized something, and then looked back, and sure enough, there was a beautiful figure walking in at the door.

The beauty is reflected in the eyes, the first reaction is amazing, no matter how many times I watch it again, I will never get tired of watching it in my life.

When it comes to women's looks, it's vulgar to say too much. Duan Mujin, Yu Yulian, Lan Xiangxue, Xiuyu, and Nan Xinmo are all beautiful women who are loved by the world, but what makes them different is the unique temperament.

The temperament of Duan Hibiscus is relatively cold and inorganic, and it can say extremely yellow and violent conversations without expression, destroying the psychological defense of human beings;

Hanyu Rei's temperament is lovable and noble, and the duality of being a human being and a god has created a split, so that she does not appear too perfect;

Xiuyu is born with three nothings, resigned and independent, like an orchid in an empty valley, her temperament is cold outside and hot inside, making her temperament become more docile and pleasant when she gets close to her, the ice and snow melt and become the water of the West Lake in spring and March;

Nan Xinmo, her body is always exaggerated with a layer of lonely and blood-stained poignancy, it is difficult to see the weakness of a woman, she never even talks about love, she will only gnash her teeth and say that she will spread out .

As for the woman who appeared in front of the tea room, her temperament is uniquely elegant and gentle. Elegant and gentle are actually words often used to describe women. Why is she unique?

Because anything to achieve the ultimate, must be unique to the individual.

Holding a plate of pastries in Su's hand, the beauty walked into the tea room. She was wearing a lavender dress and her long hair was coiled up. It was an uncomplicated but elegant hairstyle.

She put down the plate, and she didn't blame him for being late at all: "My lord, do you want to try the peach blossom cake?"

Shirataki said, "You did it yourself?"

"I borrowed the kitchen and materials from the tea room." She smiled slightly: "I remember that you don't like to eat shortbread that will leave crumbs, so I changed it to pastry and added some soft and glutinous ingredients."

Bai Taki looked down and saw that it was only three yuan, and joked, "It's not enough to fit between the teeth."

"Master must have lunch here, these are just desserts." She said with a natural look, "If you want to eat more, you can buy them on the street."

"I thought you would tell me to do it."

"No, I don't agree." She refused gently.

"why?"

"Because the young master will be with me for the rest of the time, how can I have time to make pastries?"

There seemed to be waves in the eyes, like water flowing with a clear color.

She sat down gracefully, raised the catkin, picked up the peach cake, tasted it on her own, and then put the cake she had eaten in front of Bai Taki.

She smiled and said, "You're welcome, just try it."

Shirataki: "..."

He blushed all the time: "Isn't this stalk going to be over?"

She rested her chin in her hands, and smiled narrowly: "In this matter, I can tease you and never get tired of it for the rest of my life."

Shirataki hesitated for a second, picked up the pastry and took a bite, adults don't care about the issue of indirect kissing.

She doesn't care either... She doesn't care on the surface, but her heart is beating very fast.

"Drink tea?"

"Ah."

"Pour yourself."

"Cough cough cough...then you still ask?"

"The tea has already been brewed. You should do such trivial things as pouring the tea yourself. If you are too lazy, you will become a useless person."

"Red sleeves add fragrance, and a beautiful woman pours tea. It's obviously a wonderful thing... Are you treating me the same way you treat your brother?"

"Big brother, he's only good enough to chew leaves. How can he have tea? He stays outside all day and doesn't go home, and he doesn't tie a sister-in-law to bring him back."

"Tied is a good word. If you say it, I won't be sleepy. Let me tell you..."

"Does it mean that every time you talk to me, if you don't talk about your elder brother, you don't know what to talk about?"