Buddhist master [Quick Transmigration]

Wuzheng didn't want to argue with the system about Xiaobai's relationship, so he coughed and asked, "Xiaobai, should I start reasoning now, or wait until you start working?"

Murong Bai never expected the other party to jump into this step, he couldn't help but said in a little embarrassment: "Can we stop today for a day? You saw my gift, do you like it?"

He deliberately drove the best car today, and he has prepared all the clothes for daily use. Unexpectedly, Ji Wuzheng turned a blind eye to it, and it made sense when he spoke.No matter how much Murong Bai likes Wu Zheng, thinking of his words still can't help but give him a headache.

Fortunately, Wuzheng has an advantage, he is serious, and he will answer honestly to anything others say.

Wu Zheng didn't think much about this question and said, "It's pretty good, very beautiful, but it's a little awkward."

Murong Bai wondered: "Crack? Why did you crash? Could it be that you were reckless and used them as a bed?"

Wu Zheng's face turned red.

Murong Bai looked at it interestingly, stretched out his hand to poke his face, and jokingly said: "I can't tell, you actually want to sleep on the baby, are you a glutton? But it should feel good, I will try it some other day."

Compared with the heart of greed, he will not lose.

Wu Zheng said: "It's too tight, your waist will hurt. Qiandui may be more comfortable to sleep, and Qi Luo is even better..."

Murong Bai felt that he couldn't continue talking today.

What he said was Wuzheng, what Wuzheng said was sleep, and what the two were talking about was not the same thing at all.

Although he knew that Wu Zheng was extremely slow in this regard, Murong Bai still couldn't help but said depressedly: "I think I might as well give you a bed next time, these are not as comfortable as a big bed!"

Wu Zheng closed his mouth and looked at Murong Bai in surprise, and said, "You are the one who gave the gift, so you have the final say."

Murong Bai said coldly: "If the gift I give doesn't make the recipient like it, I'd rather not give it."

"But Xiaobai gave Xiaobai his favorite things, and he wanted to share his favorite things, but also wanted others to like them. This kind of good thing will not happen every time." Wu Zheng pointed out.

"As long as you choose the right person to give it to, good things will happen again and again." Murong Bai said leisurely, "If you don't like it, I won't give it to you."

"Of course I like the things that Xiaobai gave me. But next time, please explain the reason for the gift to my mother, and don't let them throw the things on my bed." Wu Zheng said frankly, rubbing his waist with lingering fear, "I really don't like being woken up like that."

Murong Bai stared at him, with a fine powder on his jade face, and said with a smile: "What you said just now, say it again."

Seeing the other party's appearance, Wu Zheng couldn't help being stunned, and couldn't think of a subtle description in his mind, but felt that Xiao Bai was very good-looking now.

He said: "Next time, please explain clearly to my mother the reason for the gift..."

"One more sentence."

"Of course I like what Xiaobai gave me."

Hearing these words, Murong Bai felt comfortable all over his body, like boating on the lake, toasting to invite the moon, singing to the wine, waking up dreaming of the river of stars and the vastness of the sky.

He clapped his palms and said with a smile: "In that case, I'm giving it to the right person!" He turned his head to look at Wu Zheng and said, "What do you think I'll give you next time?"

Wu Zheng said uncomfortably: "You don't have to give me something."

"Didn't you say that the person who gave the gift has the final say."

Wu Zheng felt that what the other party said made sense, thought carefully and said: "If you want to give it away, give me the sword."

All his previous swords were given to the former rebel marshal, and the last one was nailed to the opponent's throat. After that, he didn't carry a sword with him anymore.

The system murmured in his mind: "Can't you let him give you a peaceful and prosperous world! Why don't you give him a jade seal! You can also give him a ring."

Wuzheng severely criticized him: "Look at you, you always try to take shortcuts, accidents are easy to happen!"

The system said: "Brother, do you really plan to be with the left hand for the rest of your life?"

Wu Zheng: "..."

Murong Bai obviously also thought of the death of the marshal of the rebel army back then, and his expression became somewhat solemn.

He sighed softly: "You didn't give me the sword the first time you came here. I thought you had some opinion on me. It turned out that the sword was not enough. Ji Shilang is really honest. Okay, you wait, I will definitely give it to you." Your best sword."

The bullock cart turned a corner, bumped forward, and then stopped.

Someone opened the car door and greeted the two of them as they got out of the car. There was a commotion in front of them, and it was the most prosperous East Market in Dadu.Although the threat of the rebel army has not subsided, the stability of more than ten days is enough to make the market prosperous again. There is a constant flow of people here, the shops are adjacent to each other, and the big merchants from all over the country occupy a place here. There are pearl corals from small overseas islands and spices from the Western Regions.The workers put things on their heads and were busy transporting. The bosses of various shops stood at the door to attract customers.

Wu Zheng was dumbfounded, and asked in surprise, "Are you going to work here today?"

Even Wu Zheng, who is not afraid of anything, is also very afraid to see this level of crowds.

He was restricted from hurting others, cut his nails frequently every day, kept away from all kinds of dangerous objects such as bamboo sticks and broken bones, and never went to the streets unless necessary, because he was afraid of accidentally hurting others.Think about it, he can enter and exit seven times in the devil's lair. If in this kind of place he loses his fortune, when eating candied haws, he is pushed over with a bamboo stick and scratches someone's skin, and then he is sanctioned by the system... It would be too miserable!

At such times, he misses Xiaobai from the previous world. That kid is more afraid of crowds than himself, and he will never do something like Prince Bai's, which is reassuring.

He asked with a bitter face, "Can we change places?"

The main purpose of Murong Bai's visit today is to play with Wu Zheng with him. He was very unhappy to hear what he said, and said: "I have a bill to check here. You are my great swordsman who protects the country, so you should follow me. Why? , you don't like this place?"

"No, it's just..." Halfway through Wu Zheng's words, there was a pain in his head, which made him involuntarily hold his head and press down the words.

Murong Bai noticed the flash of pain on the other person's face, and couldn't help but tense up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, wait a minute..." Wu Zheng closed his eyes and communicated urgently with the system.

The pain just now was the warning given to him by the system, causing red lights to flash in front of his eyes, and the world seemed to be covered by a red filter.

The system warned him in his head, different from the usual casualness, the message conveyed was [-]% solemn: "Wu Zheng, I suggest you not tell him your weakness."

"I remember that this thing should not be prohibited in the system." Wu Zheng said.

"No, this is a well-meaning advice. I reiterate that once you hurt others, the punishment will be very severe. This warning will not appear a second time, please take care of yourself." After the system delivered this message, the red light of the warning snapped away , eliminating the trace.

Murong Bai helped Wu Zheng to the chair next to him and sat down, looked at him worriedly and called: "Wu Zheng, Wu Zheng?"

Wuzheng came back to his senses, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the other party's concerned expression: "Ah, it's okay."

"It's really all right?" Murong Bai looked suspiciously, but didn't go into details, "Why did you say you didn't like this place just now?"

Wuzheng hesitated for a moment and said, "It's nothing, I don't like crowds."

Murong Bai didn't doubt his words, nodded and said: "Then I'll clear the scene, wait a moment..."

"Forget it." Wu Zheng stopped him, "Don't bother everyone, it's not easy for many people to come here at once."

Murong Bai groaned, his heart was indeed Wu Zheng whom he knew, he thought for a while and said: "Then let's not clear the venue completely, I will send people to form a circle, so that the crown prince should not come near when he travels, how about that?"

The other party backed down for this sake, Wu Zheng had no position to object, so he nodded and accepted the arrangement.

But he felt vaguely in his heart, did Murong Bai indulge himself a bit too much?