The Evil Emperor's Medical Concubine is ruthless
Chapter 86 You and I are Destined
Chapter 86 You and I are Destined
Anyone who can see through evil spirits at a glance, is either a ghost or a person with the root of the heavenly spirit, but this girl is neither.
Monk Jun's golden eyes sometimes darkened and then brightened, and his eyes fell on Xin Lin again.
The spiritual root is ordinary, but the mysterious root is only an inch. Such a talent is really abnormal.
Monk Jun shook his head, very puzzled.
Monk Jun had to know that Xin Lin's one-inch black root was barely grown after Xin Lin had the "bean sprouts".
Facing the aggressive Xin Lin, Monk Jun still maintained a humble and polite demeanor, neither sullen nor angry.
"Pharmacist Zhang is indeed not a good person. But he is a human being, and the good and evil of human beings can be dealt with by officials. I am just a monk, so I can't control so much."
She put her hands on her hips, posing like a spinning top, and was about to curse.
But looking at his posture, he was much shorter than Monk Jun. After thinking about it, he turned around and lifted a big rock, stepped on it, and cursed at Monk Jun's bare forehead.
"Bah! It's just arrogance. Don't think I can't see it. You are also an official. It's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes if you are an official and not for the people. You are clearly bullying the weak and afraid of the strong."
Xin Lin scolded and spit flying all over the place.
Monk Jun was taken aback for a moment, then touched the bridge of his nose.
He has grown up so much since he was a child, and he has never been scolded like this, not even the one who is the Ninth Five-Year Soaring Dragon.
I didn't expect to be scolded so badly, and the taste is not bad.
"It's a good sentence. It's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes when you're an official and don't do things for the people. The little benefactor scolded me well. It's just a little benefactor. How do you know that I'm an official?"
Monk Jun asked himself that he was wearing cassocks, no different from ordinary folk monks.
"Your hands are spotless, your monk clothes are spotless, and you can easily take out a bottle of 500 taels of marrow washing powder."
Xin Lin rolled his eyes.
This monk Hua must be the kind of official monk who does not eat the fireworks of the world, and all the points she listed are ignored.
He is wearing a colorful jade Buddha bead, which is equivalent to writing "I am rich", "I am a very rich monk" and "I am a very rich and very status monk" on his face. There is no awareness.
"The little benefactor is right."
Monk Jun had a thoughtful look on his face, it was true that he hadn't thought about it.
If he hadn't received the news suddenly this time that the millennium ghost tide was coming and the ghost king was coming, he wouldn't have left Zixiao City hastily, nor would he have arrived in Ping'an County unprepared.
This small county is the closest human settlement to the incident.
He came here to evacuate the civilians as soon as possible, but he didn't expect to meet Xin Lin and little Xin Zhuo by accident.
He wants to take Xin Zhuo because he suspects that he has something to do with the ghost king.
But judging from Qixizhu's reaction, that little ghost has nothing to do with the ghost king.
"You also said that what I said was reasonable, then why don't you let A Zhuo go quickly."
Xin Lin glared at Monk Jun.
"What the little benefactor said makes sense, but it's not entirely true. Evil people will be punished by evil people. How do you know that Zhang Yaoshi didn't get the retribution he deserved? Good deeds are rewarded with good deeds. How do you know that little ghosts don't get good rewards? Well, little ghosts The chances are gone, let him go this time."
Monk Jun smiled but not a smile, he raised his hand, Qixizhu let go, and little Xin Zhuo was let go.
Monk Jun looked at Xin Lin again, and suddenly blinked at her.
"Little benefactor, you and I are destined, and I, the sweet potato seller, will show you a bright road, all the way to the east, and another village will be brightened by the dark willows and flowers."
(End of this chapter)
Anyone who can see through evil spirits at a glance, is either a ghost or a person with the root of the heavenly spirit, but this girl is neither.
Monk Jun's golden eyes sometimes darkened and then brightened, and his eyes fell on Xin Lin again.
The spiritual root is ordinary, but the mysterious root is only an inch. Such a talent is really abnormal.
Monk Jun shook his head, very puzzled.
Monk Jun had to know that Xin Lin's one-inch black root was barely grown after Xin Lin had the "bean sprouts".
Facing the aggressive Xin Lin, Monk Jun still maintained a humble and polite demeanor, neither sullen nor angry.
"Pharmacist Zhang is indeed not a good person. But he is a human being, and the good and evil of human beings can be dealt with by officials. I am just a monk, so I can't control so much."
She put her hands on her hips, posing like a spinning top, and was about to curse.
But looking at his posture, he was much shorter than Monk Jun. After thinking about it, he turned around and lifted a big rock, stepped on it, and cursed at Monk Jun's bare forehead.
"Bah! It's just arrogance. Don't think I can't see it. You are also an official. It's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes if you are an official and not for the people. You are clearly bullying the weak and afraid of the strong."
Xin Lin scolded and spit flying all over the place.
Monk Jun was taken aback for a moment, then touched the bridge of his nose.
He has grown up so much since he was a child, and he has never been scolded like this, not even the one who is the Ninth Five-Year Soaring Dragon.
I didn't expect to be scolded so badly, and the taste is not bad.
"It's a good sentence. It's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes when you're an official and don't do things for the people. The little benefactor scolded me well. It's just a little benefactor. How do you know that I'm an official?"
Monk Jun asked himself that he was wearing cassocks, no different from ordinary folk monks.
"Your hands are spotless, your monk clothes are spotless, and you can easily take out a bottle of 500 taels of marrow washing powder."
Xin Lin rolled his eyes.
This monk Hua must be the kind of official monk who does not eat the fireworks of the world, and all the points she listed are ignored.
He is wearing a colorful jade Buddha bead, which is equivalent to writing "I am rich", "I am a very rich monk" and "I am a very rich and very status monk" on his face. There is no awareness.
"The little benefactor is right."
Monk Jun had a thoughtful look on his face, it was true that he hadn't thought about it.
If he hadn't received the news suddenly this time that the millennium ghost tide was coming and the ghost king was coming, he wouldn't have left Zixiao City hastily, nor would he have arrived in Ping'an County unprepared.
This small county is the closest human settlement to the incident.
He came here to evacuate the civilians as soon as possible, but he didn't expect to meet Xin Lin and little Xin Zhuo by accident.
He wants to take Xin Zhuo because he suspects that he has something to do with the ghost king.
But judging from Qixizhu's reaction, that little ghost has nothing to do with the ghost king.
"You also said that what I said was reasonable, then why don't you let A Zhuo go quickly."
Xin Lin glared at Monk Jun.
"What the little benefactor said makes sense, but it's not entirely true. Evil people will be punished by evil people. How do you know that Zhang Yaoshi didn't get the retribution he deserved? Good deeds are rewarded with good deeds. How do you know that little ghosts don't get good rewards? Well, little ghosts The chances are gone, let him go this time."
Monk Jun smiled but not a smile, he raised his hand, Qixizhu let go, and little Xin Zhuo was let go.
Monk Jun looked at Xin Lin again, and suddenly blinked at her.
"Little benefactor, you and I are destined, and I, the sweet potato seller, will show you a bright road, all the way to the east, and another village will be brightened by the dark willows and flowers."
(End of this chapter)
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