Daoist, I am married

"Baby, don't cry." Jin Ze hurriedly wiped away the child's tears.

But he found that the tears on the little baby's face seemed a little different.

I saw those teardrops were shining with white light, and they gradually floated into the air.

Could this soul's tears have any special effect?

Suddenly, a large sob sound came from the ear, the tone was strange, sad and moving.

Jin Ze looked up, and saw the group of evil creatures stopped a few steps away from him, and the strange tone was made by them.

"Woooo..." The baby was still wiping away tears, but the pain in his chest suddenly stopped. Jinze looked up and saw more and more tears in the air, and suddenly touched his face, wet , why is he crying too?

Jin Ze touched the baby's small face, and couldn't restrain his excitement for a moment: "Baby, is that you?" He said and wiped away the tears on his face.

The monster seemed to be remembering something extremely sad, and they all made strange noises. If you look closely, the tears under their feet seem to have wet the ground.

Jin Ze got up with the baby in his arms and looked around. This time is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity. If he can trap this group of evil things for a period of time, then Daoist...

Before he could figure out what method to use, a strong light appeared at this moment, shining on the black evil thing, which was extraordinarily dazzling.

I saw that aura was extremely pure white, erupting in the center of the monster.

Jin Ze blinked his eyes when he was stabbed. If he read it correctly, this is a huge Buddha seal that is extremely pure white.

As soon as Foyin appeared, the monsters struggled and screamed, trying to escape.But the Buddha seal continued to grow until it reached the sky, trapping all the monsters under the Buddha's light.

"Buddha's heart has not changed, and compassion is in his heart." A chant sounded, followed by a dense and complicated recitation of scriptures.

Jinze was secretly excited, it was a person from Qingluo Ancient Temple, and the rescuers came!

The Buddha seal continuously emits dazzling Buddha light, accompanied by singing, making it impossible for the group of evil things to hide.The group of evil creatures rolled left and right during the chanting of the scriptures, and some were still sobbing, crying and screaming in pain.

While screaming, their bodies gradually twisted and disintegrated, until they turned into puddles of black mud.Then there was another Buddha's name, and the mud dissipated, leaving only the dazzling light.

Jin Ze sat on the ground, swallowed, hugged the little doll and said: "Baby, we are fine, you are great."

The little baby had already wiped away her tears at this time, and looked at the Buddha formation that was shining with strong light.

The strong light gradually dissipated, and Jinze looked over, but he didn't see anyone in Qingluo Ancient Temple.

There was only one person in the formation, with a faint white light emitting from his body.

Jin Ze's eyes trembled, and he looked at the man, who clearly had the same appearance as Ming Cong, but he couldn't recognize him.

The person who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his white Taoist uniform turned into a black gown with dark patterns of Buddhism printed on it.The black hair that was originally tied high turned into a thin braid and was coiled behind her head, revealing a clean forehead. The beauty mark was gone, and there were only the still cold eyebrows and eyes.

Jin Ze shook his head and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

He knew that Ming Cong had something to hide from him.She also suspected that he might be a romantic son left behind by her father when she was young, but she never thought that this person would be connected with Qingluo Ancient Temple.

He is obviously the gentle and polite Daoist Ming of Chenxiangwu, why did he suddenly become a member of the Song family?

The Song family of Qingluo, like all the disciples of Qingluo, walk around the world in black clothes. The difference is that only the members of the Song family practice with hair.

The people in the formation finally got up and looked at Jin Ze with complicated eyes.

Ming Cong took a step this way, and Jin Ze took a step back.

The baby pulled Jinze's hand and pointed at the person in black on the opposite side: "Brother has become black!"

Jin Ze glanced at the person opposite, and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

He wished he could give himself a reasonable explanation, not what he thought.

The man took another step closer and said, "Ah Ze."

Jin Ze raised his hand to stop his pace: "Don't come over, first speak clearly."

Ming Cong sighed lightly, and raised his left hand.

Kanazawa couldn't help but also raised his left hand.

A red thread faintly emerged between their two wrists. This thread was called - Hundred Goods Knot.

No wonder he felt guilty after being forced to send spiritual power to him in hiding. What kind of close relatives have been bound by a spell for 20 years, can you not be kind?

"Heh," Jin Ze laughed, and looked at Ming Cong, no, it was Song Congming, son of the Song family, "What a Ming Daoist. What a Song son, that's great."

Seeing the ugly smile of the person in front of him, Ming Cong took another step forward: "This is not my original intention."

Jin Ze took the baby back a step: "Intention? Then what is your intention? Is it intention to play around with me? Is it intention to look like a fool?"

Mingcong took another step forward and grabbed Jinze's left hand: "I can explain."

Jin Ze shrank his hand and didn't pull it back, angrily said: "If you have something to say, talk about it, what to do!"

Ming Cong shook his head: "No, this is a hostage."

Kanazawa: "..."

Why didn't he discover the true qualities of such a naughty and rascal hero under Ming Daochang's skin sooner!

The baby looked up at the two of them chattering, and pouted: "Don't quarrel, the baby is hungry."

On the streets of Qingzhou, the turmoil gradually subsided, and some people who set up stalls opened their businesses again without stopping.

It's just that the eyes of both the vendors setting up stalls and the passers-by on the road were all swollen to the size of walnuts.

"I haven't cried like this in so many years. This evil monster is really scary. It actually made me, who has not shed tears for decades, almost die of tears." A fat old man said to the butcher who was chopping pork .

The butcher was nine feet tall and full of flesh, but he was still sniffing his nose, chopping the meat and crying, "Mother, I miss you, why did you die so badly!"

"Oh, big brother, don't cry, men don't flick their tears easily." The man said, shaking his nose, "Father, I will go to see you tomorrow with wine and vegetables..."

There are still many people on the street who are still wiping their noses and tears, obviously all of them have just experienced a great tragedy in life.

"A confidant weeps, and all ghosts cry together. He has the power to arouse the conscience of living beings." Ming Cong, who has changed into white clothes, explained to Jinze.

Although Jin Ze gained knowledge, he had a look of disdain on his face, and said calmly: "Oh, can you let go of my hand?"

Ming Cong smiled: "No."

Jin Ze looked at him angrily.

"We saluted at the church, so don't be shy, Ze."

Kanazawa: "..."

The person in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand, Ming Cong had no intention of dodging, a puppet charm was pasted on him, and his body froze immediately, unable to control himself.

Jin Ze said: "Let go."

Ming Cong let go of his hand.

"I can't cure you." Jin Ze gave him a bitter look, and went to buy food with the baby in his arms.

Ming Cong didn't care at all, just stood there blankly, letting passers-by point and point at him.

When the time limit for the puppet talisman passed, it reappeared behind Jin Ze, and followed him tirelessly. Anyone who Jin Ze took a look at for a few times, all eagerly bought them.

Kanazawa: "..." Don't think that this matter can be changed.

"Then how can it be done?"

Ming Cong asked suddenly, Jin Ze was startled, and then became even more angry.

"What kind of magic did you use!"

Ming Cong looked at him innocently: "I really don't have one," he raised his left hand while speaking, "You really don't know how to use it?"

Jin Ze raised his left hand and looked at him shaking his head: "Why should I know how to use it? I don't need this kind of thing at all."

This is the truth, since childhood, he only knew that there was such a thing in himself, and the other end was a stranger.His grandfather had mentioned to him several times that he wanted to teach him how to play this game, but he always pretended not to be interested.To be connected by a rope to someone I've never met is really, really weird.

Ming Cong looked at him: "Then now, you need it."

Jin Ze looked at him, and then felt that his hands seemed to be out of control, and saw his hands gradually raised, and touched Ming Cong's face.

This feeling was so familiar, he suddenly thought that when he got married, when he touched the blessing, he was still hesitating, but there was a force that led him to the real bride.He thought it was destined in the dark, but it turned out to be in his grasp from the beginning.

I don't know whether it was on purpose or I forgot, there is no red mole on Ming Cong's forehead, and the clean forehead makes his face more handsome and less charming.

There was a warm touch from the palm of his hand, and it was Ming Cong who rubbed against his palm: "How is it?"

Jin Ze felt that he needed to get to know this person again.

The little baby raised his hand in Jinze's arms: "I want to touch it too."

Ming Cong lowered his head again, his forehead touched Jin Ze's forehead, and the familiar aura was right in front of him.

The little baby touched Ming Cong's face as he wished, and Nunu showed a shy smile on his nose: "Slippery." Then he touched Jinze's face, "So soft."

Jin Ze: "..." He took a deep breath and pushed away the person in front of him, "Young Master Song, there are still people waiting for you in Nanhai, no matter which camp you are in, please think of the ordinary people in Nanhai .”

Ming Cong nodded: "Naturally," she shook her head again, "However, I still like it when you call me Daoist."

Jin Ze shook his head helplessly: "Forget it, then please ask the Taoist priest to go with me to another place."

"No problem." Ming Cong smiled brightly.

Kanazawa walked towards the brothel.

At this time, the brothel has not yet opened, but there are already girls who are gathered in the hall, laughing and chatting.

Seeing the two of Jin Ze come in, the girls stood up with smiles on their faces.

"Young master, you are finally here."

"I'm looking forward to your day today."

"My lord, what else do you want to ask today, I will answer any questions you have." This is Zilin.

Jin Ze glanced at her and said, "Where is the lady boss?"

"Hey, Mom, here comes a distinguished guest!"

The old bustard appeared late amidst the endless calls of the girls, looked at the two of them and immediately put on a smile: "You two, come today, what advice do you have?"

Jin Ze raised the things in his hand: "See if these are enough," he said and pointed, "Here, I bought it."

The proprietress looked at the big money bag with golden eyes, took it upside down, it was enough for her to spend the rest of her life without worrying about food and clothing.

The girls in the building sighed, this young man was indeed a rich man, and he wanted to buy the whole building as soon as he made a move.

They all speculated whether this young man was a daughter of a daughter or was actually a libertine inside.

Even the proprietress who has seen the wind and waves coveted the money, but when she took a look at the brothel she had been looking after for half her life, the proprietress's eyes flashed, she opened her mouth and said, "Young master, this building..."

Jin Ze took out another bag of smaller ones, and interrupted her: "This one," pointing to the proprietress, "buy yours."

"Huh?" The proprietress was dumbfounded.

The girls listening on the side were also amazed and started yelling.