Congratulations on opening the coffin

Lin Lang stood up straight, the sword in his hand remained the same, it was the injured hand, but it didn't even shake: "100 taels of gold, save one hand, I think you and I are even."

"I don't owe you anything."

This kid is still so annoying!

Shen Ruo narrowed her eyes and glared at him through the white gauze.

Just when she was hesitating, should she do it?When it was time to start, the people behind had already caught up.

"Tsk!" Shen Ruo uttered almost inaudibly.

Lin Lang glanced at her, turned to the visitor, his eyes softened instantly: "Xin'er, are you alright?"

On the contrary, Shen Bingxin, seeing him, acted like a guilty conscience, and raised her voice: "Didn't I tell you to go first? Why are you still here?"

"I'm worried about you."

He put away the sword and strode over. Shen Ruo immediately took advantage of the gap and was about to run away when she heard the sound of breaking wind.

Now, even she was angry: "What? Do you want to fight?"

"Xin'er is here to reconcile with you, I hope you can calm down."

She sneered: "It really doesn't look like you are here to reconcile."

Lin Lang frowned: "Sorry, I was really rude just now..."

"100 taels," she emphasized, "gold!"

"what?"

"Spiritual damage fee! Your behavior just now seriously hurt my fragile and young heart, give me the money!"

Lin Lang laughed back angrily: "Are you a reincarnation of a starving ghost? Open your mouth and keep your mouth shut for money. It's really vulgar!"

"That means you have no money!" She raised her eyebrows, "If you don't have money, why pretend to be a master, my mother's time is worth a thousand gold, if you have no money, get out!"

Dealing with people like them, she really lost the last bit of patience, and when she turned around to leave, she felt the wind moving behind her.

Lin Lang repeated the old trick again, trying to stop the person in the old way, but he saw a blur in front of his eyes, and in the next second, he felt a chill on his neck.

His eyes widened suddenly, when was she! ?

Shen Ruo withdrew the scalpel, took two steps back, and said coldly, "You should be glad you have a good father, otherwise your head would have rolled off here just now."

"you……"

"If you dare to stop me again, your head will be kicked off! Do you hear me?"

Seeing the slender woman in front of her whose aura suddenly rose, Lin Lang nodded his head. At that moment, he actually felt scared.

Shen Ruo snorted coldly, turned and left.

"and many more!"

Shen Ruo stared back angrily: "What's the matter? Are you kidding me?"

"100 taels!"

"Huh?" She wondered.

"Deal!" Lin Lang took a few steps forward, "In this way, you are willing to reconcile with Xin'er, right?"

"Enemies should be resolved rather than knotted. Although I don't know what enmity you have, but since you have a heart, it's better for you to talk about it."

"Enmity?" Shen Ruo couldn't help but sneer, and looked at Shen Bingxin, "Miss Shen, what kind of enmity do you think we are?"

Shen Bingxin opened her mouth, a little bit stuck, she looked at Lin Lang, and tugged at his sleeve: "You go first, some words are not convenient for you to listen to."

"But..." Lin Lang looked at Shen Ruo, obviously not worried about her.

"Oh! I'm ashamed to say you're here! You're leaving!"

Shen Bingxin stomped her feet and acted like a baby, and Lin Lang's heart suddenly softened: "Okay, I'm just 100 meters away, call me if you need anything."

Shen Bing thought about it, that ugly woman was so good at kung fu, what if she did something, she nodded, "Okay!"

As for Shen Ruo, she was expressionless at this moment, feeling that she was forced into a mouthful of dog food by the enemy, it was so disgusting!

When Lin Lang left, she said impatiently: "Fart if you have any."

"You're so vulgar." Shen Bingxin gave a disgusted look like a charming lady, and then she came over coyly, "Well, I hope you can match me with King Jing."

"What did you say!?"

At this moment, Shen Ruo's outlook was really shattered, and he couldn't even maintain his composure.

"Keep your voice down!" Shen Bingxin tugged at her, immediately arousing goosebumps all over her body, she helped to pull out her sleeves, and took a few steps away.

Shen Bingxin looked into the distance several times, and seeing no one came, she was relieved: "If you help me become Princess Jing, the benefits will be indispensable to you."

At this time, Shen Ruo also calmed down, resisting the desire to complain, and asked, "Why did you come to me?"

"I saw it just now. You have a good relationship with Xiaoshizi. As long as you help me, I won't blame you for your disrespect."

Seeing her self-satisfied appearance that seemed to have succeeded in her position, Shen Ruo's tone became colder: "Don't you already have Lin Lang? Why are you still staring at King Jing? I'm not afraid that greed is not enough, and in the end it will be nothing to fetch water from a bamboo basket." ?”

"You don't need to meddle in your own business!"

Shen Bingxin suddenly looked as if she had been poked in a sore foot, and said angrily, "Are you going to help me or not?"

"Sorry, I can't help you with this."

Shen Bingxin frowned: "Why?"

Shen Ruo Shi smiled: "Because, I also fell in love with King Jing!"

"what?"

Ignoring Shen Bing's flustered and hopping appearance, she strode away, passing the young Lin Lang who was waiting for someone, and he asked, "You reconciled?"

Shen Ruo cast a sympathetic look over her, always feeling that the green light on her head was dazzling: "You should be lucky, we didn't reach an agreement."

His eyes became more puzzled, but Shen Ruo left without any explanation.

In fact, Shen Bingxin didn't need to explain, she could probably guess that Lin Lang was apprenticed to a teacher in his early years, and was defeated by the Xiongnu in his first battle, and was later promoted by Concubine Lin Gui to become the imperial guard in the palace.

The advantage of this official position is that you can often meet with the emperor, if it is reused by the sage, it will skyrocket, but the disadvantage is that the official position is so small that even Shen Bingxin can't look down on it.

Compared with King Jing, that is of course a big difference, but it's a pity that the young man's blood has been fed to the scumbag.

But what did it matter to her?

If Shen Bingxin dares to interfere with her again...

She walked step by step on the soft and muddy mountain road, each foot was firm and steady, and she pulled down the gauze cap on her head to hide the flash of murderous aura.

Half an hour later, everyone arrived at the temple one after another, and they were standing or sitting in the front hall, lazily, without the slightest appearance of an elegant family, all of them were exhausted like dead dogs.

Madam Hou counted the number of people, and announced: "Tomorrow, everyone remember to get up early, and start copying the scriptures in the main hall at Maoshi. It will take an hour."

"Mao time? It's too early, isn't it? It's not yet dawn at that time? Can't it be later?" A young master raised an objection dissatisfied.

Madam Hou said solemnly: "Be quiet. This is a big event to pray for the suffering people. How can you be so casual? This time was decided after discussion between the Queen Mother and the abbot. If anyone is dissatisfied, you can propose to the Queen Mother."

The hall fell silent in an instant, Madam Hou nodded with satisfaction: "This prayer will last for three days. If there is nothing wrong, everyone can disband. The wing rooms will be led by the masters."