Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 115: Buddha's Hands and Demonic Heart (please subscribe, please vote)

"By the way, the Guangyun Lin family and the Cui family are also on good terms. Lin Zhongguang once discussed the marriage of his children with Cui Guangling. He wanted his second son Lin Zhengwu to marry Cui Guangling's daughter Cui Yueniang and form a good relationship between Qin and Jin."

Speaking of this, Qing Nu's face flashed with embarrassment: "Speaking of this, it has something to do with Brother Zhou."

"What are the conditions Lin Zhengwu offered? One of them is to bring Cui Yueniang to join the Yunshui Sect and inherit the Fuyun Sword Code..."

Understood.

Zhou Ping'an thought about this sentence carefully and then saw the look on Qingnv's face.

He immediately realized what the other person was talking about.

Even the Red Lotus Thieves Army heard about this matter. It can be said that the Lin family is really not very particular about things.

It was nothing more than using Lin Huaiyu as a bargaining chip to offer Fang Yu, a true disciple of the Fuyun lineage of Yunshui Sect, as a concubine in exchange for two inner disciples.

The name "Fairy Huaiyu", one of the three beauties of Southwest China, is very useful.

The Lin family sold very easily.

It also sold for a high price.

"It's a coincidence."

Zhou Ping'an said in a deep voice: "There is no room for failure in the position of county captain. Miss Qing, I also ask you to send out invitations tomorrow and hold another piano concert for a small gathering. This time, be sure to invite Li Yuankang."

"Do you doubt Mr. Li?"

The green girl's face changed slightly.

After thinking about it carefully, he nodded and said, "It's really possible that he was the one causing the disturbance. Logically speaking, with the influence and financial resources of the Zhang family, even the county magistrates in Qingyang would have to consider their ideas.

If the Zhang family recommends you to serve as county captain, there is absolutely no reason why you should not be recognized based on your reputation, background, and extraordinary strength.

At this time, someone who could influence County Magistrate Li's decision-making must have appeared and persuaded him not to make an internal selection within the county, but to write to Guangyun. "

As she spoke, her tone became more and more certain.

"As for Li Yuankang, he is the son of County Magistrate Li. He loves him very much. He obeys his advice even if he doesn't say anything, and he also values ​​his opinions very much. If Mr. Li is the one to give advice, it may indeed mess up Brother Zhou's affairs. .”

The only thing Qingnv doesn't understand is: "According to my observation, Li Yuankang and Brother Zhou seem to have the same temperament. They get along very well even when discussing poetry and singing together. Why would they do such an abnormal thing?"

"Guessing about it is too boring. When the time comes, you will know it in person."

Zhou Pingan shook his head.

"Haha, since Brother Zhou has made his own decision, little sister will have nothing to do. However, just solving this matter is a bit lacking. The day after tomorrow when the school field selects martial arts scholars, if little sister helps Brother Zhou, he will definitely let that The foolish magistrate has changed his mind."

"How are you going to do that?"

As soon as Zhou Ping'an heard this, he felt no longer sleepy.

The last time he saw old man Li Yunxiu's trial process.

It simply didn’t shatter my own outlook on life.

I just feel that in this world, there is such a way to be an official, and that I have the reputation of being a great master of Qingtian.

All I can say is that the world is so big and full of wonders.

Such a cowardly official became the mainstream of the imperial court, exploiting the living people, sucking blood and enriching himself, so that he could die a good death and be passed down for generations. This makes the common people who can't even afford a wife feel extremely embarrassed.

Is it possible that in later generations, those who survive and inherit the heirs are the seeds left by this kind of person? It makes me shudder to think about it.

As long as Qingnu doesn't attack the city.

If you want to deal with the government, you can do whatever you want.

He had no objection anyway.

"How do we act, do we need Zhou's cooperation?"

"Of course, so and so, so and so..."

Qingnv said something, and the two of them discussed it.

Zhou Pingan refused to stay, and took advantage of the dark night to leave through the window and return to Lin Mansion.

As soon as I entered the East Crossing Courtyard, I heard the sound of knives suddenly starting to sound in the originally silent backyard.

"This is……"

The third lady must have been waiting for her to come back.

After you come back, do you feel relieved and continue practicing?
Thinking of Lin Huaiyu's diligence in training.

Zhou Pingan felt slightly ashamed.

have to.

Take your medicine.

There are still many Sun-Chasing Pills.

The medicinal effect is also strong. If you can't be burned to death for the time being, let's increase your strength like crazy first.

……

The backyard of the county government office.

In the bamboo garden, Li Yuankang was wearing a white coat and sitting cross-legged on the couch. Beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead. His face was purple and slightly ferocious.

The loud breathing sound was like the sound of a bellows, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Lin Huaiyu, Qingnu, hehe, hehe, haha..."

The county magistrate's son was no longer as elegant as he was in the daytime, nor was he as compassionate as he was when he gave porridge and clothes in front of the people. His eyes were blood red, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

He gritted his teeth for a while, raised his blood-red eyes and looked outside.

Looking through the half-open bead curtain, I saw two petite little maids holding each other and shivering.

It was obvious that he was extremely frightened.

Li Yuankang gave a hideous laugh and said nothing. He walked slowly outside and bared his teeth in laughter...

……

At three o'clock in the morning the next day, the county magistrate Li Yunxiu rubbed his sore waist, got up from the couch, and was enjoying the attentive service of the little maid.

After washing and freshening up, he was helped out into the sunlight and reclined on a chair, ready to replenish his yang energy.

A beautiful and petite maid held the jade ginseng and bird's nest soup in her mouth, and passed it into Magistrate Li's throat in small mouthfuls. The other maid carefully pinched the old man's feet to stimulate his blood vessels.

It is rare that there is no case to be tried today.

The daily life of the county magistrate is boring and boring...

Just when he was thinking about calling a few concubines and setting up a horse crane to spend the long days.

You can hear it in your ears

"Sir, the young master is ill again."

A rough maid fell to her knees and said tremblingly.

Looking at her expression, it was obvious that she was extremely frightened, but she didn't dare not retaliate.

"what?"

Magistrate Li suddenly changed his color and his voice rose eight degrees.

He picked up the big bowl filled with hot ginseng juice and hit the maid hard on the head.

The maid didn't say a word, she fell down and her breath gradually disappeared.

There was a huge gap in his head, and blood gurgled down with the soup in between.

However, County Magistrate Li didn't even look at him. He just raised a pair of bitch eyes and screamed: "If you don't invite the master yet, please quickly ask the master to take a look. Nothing will happen to my son."

Soon, Magistrate Li found the old monk Guangming who lived in the guest house, and hurried to Zhuyuan with an eleven or twelve-year-old novice monk with a bald head and a scar.

Before I even entered the door, I could smell the smell of blood.

Looking through the open door, I saw two petite bodies with dry skin and ashen faces, lying naked on the ground, making no sound.

And Li Yuankang's face was filled with black air like mist, his lips were blood red, and his eyes were blood red.

"Idiot, if you don't wake up yet, when will you wait?"

The old monk strode forward, made a seal with his hand, and gave a soft drink, which was as loud as thunder.

The palm of his hand gently pressed on Li Yuankang's head, and the black air let out a sharp howl and turned into a ferocious head. With just one cry, it turned into light smoke and was eliminated by the golden light in the old monk's hand.

After a while, the skinny old monk with white beard took back his palm, looked at Li Yuankang who had regained his handsomeness and gentleness, and said with a smile: "Master Yuankang has deep Buddhist roots and inherent compassion, but you don't need to take it to heart if you have minor illnesses.

According to the old monk, he will soon be able to completely control the evil thoughts in his heart. Congratulations to the county, congratulations to the county. With the guidance of the old monk, Yuan Kang has cultivated the Dharmakaya of King Ming, and the day of transcendence will not be far away. "

"Of course, my lineage can't help but marry. Even if I become a Buddha and become an ancestor, I won't worry about cutting off the descendants of the Li family..."

"That's very good, thank you Master."

Magistrate Li smiled so much that the orange peel stretched out on his face.

He ordered: "Buy a few more maids and send them to Kang'er's room. They are not enough. Don't you have eyes?"

"Yes."

He had already had his entourage, and he left the house as fast as pissed off, and went to Dongcheng to pick out a pretty little girl.

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)