The Almighty Beloved Wife of Time Traveling

Su Ran and Ming Le carried a large bucket of millet porridge and fried broad beans with eggs to the cafeteria, but they were really hostile by their critical third uncle.

But Su Ran promised to make money, anyway, it was good for them at Qiyin Temple, and he couldn't say anything after realizing it.

Su Ran didn't see Wu's figure, and only after inquiring did he find out that he had gone out to "solicit customers" again.

Qiyin Temple was drained of talent, so he had to go out every day to try to get more people to stay.

It was only then that Su Ran realized that he was just one of the guests of Wula, and there was a snack stuffed in the funny, he regarded him as a good friend, but just took him back as a pimp and ignored it...

Mingle cleaned the dishes, and Su Ran went down the mountain to make money.

How to make money?

Su Ran actually had no idea, but he thought it would be easy for a man to earn some egg money?

But he was wrong.

There was too much labor in the central dynasty, which led to a shortage of jobs, and the emperor had no talent, so he knew how to seek immortality and immortality. He was beaten by Xiqiang and Beimeng to seek peace, and he had to pay taxes every year.

Where does this money come from?

It can only deduct the hard-earned money of the people, and the corvee tax is extremely heavy, and the people suffer unspeakably.

Monks don't have to pay taxes. Although the court doesn't like them, they don't dare to say anything because there is a Jiheng master.

This group of monks can't die of starvation by planting some vegetables, fruits and vegetables on the top of their hills. After all, it is much more comfortable than farming and doing business, but they can't marry wives and have children.

The world is in a dilemma. If you want to have a wife and children, you can't be happy.

The common people are so poor that they can't get rid of the pot, how can anyone ask Su Ran to see a doctor for their pets... even dolls can't live, let alone pets?

After turning around in a circle, Su Ran came back in defeat.

He thought that there were still people feeding pigs and cows, but he never expected that these things were actually owned by the public, and there were special breeders and livestock doctors.

Even if Su Ran has superb medical skills, there is nowhere to show his skills.

It was almost noon, the sky was overcast, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

He had no choice but to walk back, into the mountain, Su Ran felt as if someone was following behind him, so he couldn't help speeding up his pace.

The footsteps behind her got faster and faster.

There is no shop in front of the village, no store in the back, no one will know if you encounter a gangster abandoning a dead body in the wilderness...

Su Ran's heart tightened, she silently pressed her waist, and followed him nervously, shaking like a cornucopia of chaff.

There seems to be something wrong with the pot. Not only is it useless, but it also exacerbates the tension in Su Ran's heart: "Don't shake it..."

Basin tensed quickly, pretending not to be afraid.

Su Ran listened to the footsteps behind him tentatively following, and suddenly turned around and threw the cornucopia in his hand towards the source of students behind him.

boom!

Hearing a muffled sound behind him, Su Ran saw a masked man in a tight-fitting night gown being hit on the head by a cornucopia under the light yellow sky, lying on the ground and unable to get up for a long time.

"Say, who are you?" Su Ran raised her hand to catch the cornucopia that flew back, and raised her voice to ask the person lying on the ground.

The man got up, covered his head, and walked towards Su Ran with a sad face, "Your grandfather, I am known as the flower picker!"

Su Ran took a step back and raised the cornucopia in his hand again to fight him: "Why are you a flower picker following me?"

The flower picker's lewd eyes looked up and down Su Ran: "Look at you, my legs are weak when I see you... Tsk tsk, I think you dare to go out alone, you are really brave, today brother will teach you You have a long memory."

Su Ran's face turned green when he heard the words, he had never encountered such a strange woman who sexually harassed men before: "Are you fucking sick?"

The flower picker rushed forward and grabbed Su Ran's wrist: "Little lady, your hands are slippery..."

"My lady, you uncle!" Su Ran swung the cornucopia and hit the flower picker on the head.

"So fierce?" The flower picker looked at Su Ran struggling like a cat catching a mouse. After all, he was also a Lianjiazi, and was he just picking something out of his bag against a scholar who seemed weak in writing?

Seeing that Su Ran was about to lose his integrity, he was pushed on a tree by the flower picker and stripped off his clothes: "Fuck..."

The flower picker stared red with salivation at his white, creamy skin.

Su Ran was frightened by him, and felt that greasy hands touched his thighs, and continued to stroke upwards. He wanted to struggle, but the flower picker stuffed some kind of pill into his mouth: "You...cough cough ! What did you eat for me?"

The flower picker laughed more and more obscenely. He shook the red pill in his hand: "It's a good thing that strengthens sex. You have a Yin pill, and I have a Yang pill. I promise to play with me and make you happy like a fairy."

"Give me the antidote!" Su Ran tried hard to cough until tears came to her eyes, but she couldn't spit out the pill that she had swallowed, but her body began to soften.

The flower picker touched the soft and boneless Su Ran with one hand, and swallowed the pill with the other.

Su Ran was lying on the ground in a daze of consciousness. Seeing the flower picker taking off his scarf to reveal a wretched uncle's face, Su Ran closed his eyes in despair.

The flower picker felt majestic after taking the medicine. He took off his pants and was about to pounce, but was blocked by a rain of bamboo leaves flying down.

He felt the heat in his crotch, lowered his head, bloody and bloody: "Ah! My lifeblood!"

patter.

It's raining.

The blood of the flower picker was all over the ground. He covered his bleeding crotch with a cloth and yelled that he would fight desperately with the man who eunuched him: "Come out! Who is it! I will kill you!"

Su Ran tried to sit up and backed away. His face was wet by the rain, and he was barely awake.

Against the light, a man as slender as a pine bamboo was slowly walking towards them holding a white paper umbrella: "The poor monk never kills people, only kills animals."