"Even the records of the dynasty have no righteousness. Since ancient times, sages have never lived in Shan Ye out of court."
"Do you know Mr. Wang Yangda?"
Hou Niang beautiful eyes blink "of course I know! Who doesn’t know Mr. Yang! "
Feng Menglong said seriously, "I just want to be like Mr. Yang! I need to make a career with the righteousness of heaven and earth. "
Later, Feng Menglong wrote that even the novel would be published as a tabloid.
Hou Niang Ying Ying smiled. "If a lover wants to write a tabloid that will be destroyed if he doesn’t know when the novel is published, it is better to attach himself to Ji Daochang. He is the official of the court. You organize the tabloid yourself. We print and publish it ourselves, including the fascinating stories of exorcism and exorcism. Most people like to read these things."
Feng Menglong thought for a moment and sighed, "It’s easy to say, but I can combine assets."
"Don’t you still have me to worry about?"
Hou Niang took out some of her jewels and treasures. She has always been a student since ancient times. That’s because it is often difficult for the reader to be no.1 to watch the brothel drama again, but Feng Menglong has an innate advantage that he has failed in the exam many times.
Feng Menglong was grateful, but he said, "These things are for your redemption. You shouldn’t take them out at this time. I can use the reputation of Ji Daochang to sell scattered newspapers on the street first. If the response is good, I can naturally earn a lot of money."
"When you are redeemed, we will be together …"
The money was redeemed by Hou Niang, and it was well known that she and Feng Menglong were flirting with each other in the brothel.
Hou Niang’s face is slightly red but she is a little unhappy. "Where can you go out to sell newspapers as a reader?"
Feng Menglong smiled at this time. He experienced the event of Fan Long Casino and was possessed by tian hu. He has completed some transformation.
"Reading sages is the root of life, but if you make a living, what are the lowly and noble jobs? Now that I can copy their boatmen, songs, people and beggars and ask about their lives, all I see in my eyes are living people, and there are no people waiting for them. "
"Work is work-study, not work, but better work"
"How can you achieve great success without a coolie, a little accumulation and many hardships?"
The two looked at each other and smiled at each other. At this time, Lang Qing’s heart and soul knew each other’s marriage.
But soon the romantic pavilion came, and his daughter shouted in panic that Feng Menglong immediately asked Hou Niang to wear it. He just arrived at the door, and suddenly the house was blown by a strong wind, and a statue of evil spirits and blood-soaked clay gods entered the boudoir.
This clay sculpture is full of evil spirits and is very tall. The whole face of the gods is fierce.
But this clay monster gave a cry of pain.
"Help me, help me!"
Then the cry of pain turned into a fierce scream.
"Kill you! Kill you!"
"Your flesh and blood turned my mud fetus into a living person!"
The pain, the cry for help, the vicious threat and the constant transformation seem to be directed at Feng Menglong!
The clay sculpture god rushed but stopped abruptly, then switched the pain mask and fell back.
The mask of pain disappeared and became a cruel mask. He got up again and was ready to pounce!
Feng Menglong was stunned by this strange sit-up.
Hou Niang looked at the clay sculpture god’s eyes with a trace of indecision and fear, but soon she took a deep breath and silently retreated to the back, but took out a white hair from the bed
And Feng Menglong didn’t notice his own heart moving. He was also startled and soon stared at him and shouted.
"hey! Fang Uber! Speed is current! "
His roar was instantly right. Suddenly, a vital qi burst out, and the evil spirits of clay sculpture gods suddenly weakened a lot. Those bloody rotten meat also quickly fell off, followed by this clay sculpture god immediately shouting.
"Finally relieved! Thanks for your help! So small, you really know how to make righteousness! "
"Tiger Eye Jackson with you! Something’s wrong. I want something from him! Ask him to save me! "
Feng Menglong heard the sound surprised way
"You are the old goat during the day!"
Clay sculpture god eagerly said, "it’s me, it’s me!" Ask Tiger Eye Zen Master for help quickly! Whether he is an evil spirit or a heretic, please ask him to save me at this time! I am down and out and kowtowed to him! "
"Ask him to save me once, don’t tell me to register with the Daohui Department and sell my desperate efforts to him!"
Feng Menglong is puzzled. "I don’t know any Tiger Eye Zen master at all, and why do you still have a muddy body? You are afraid of being a monster in disguise!"
"Eat me!"
Feng Menglong felt in his pocket and grabbed a golden charm. Just before he was about to throw it, he looked at it and confirmed that it was a portrait of Ji, not a fox painting, and then he threw it out.
The golden spell flew out of the clay sculpture god and was immediately knocked back by a great force and fell out of the door, but it was awesome to rush in soon.
"Well played! Wait, is this a spell given to you by Tiger Eye Zen Master? "
"Hit me again and hit me again!"
Just now, the curse of golden light annihilated many evils that controlled him, and now he has occupied the initiative to compete with another "yin spirit" in the clay sculpture for control.
Feng Menglong was blindsided, and the other party asked him to hit him hard. I have never heard of such a request!
Feng Menglong felt weird but didn’t dare to start work. The clay sculpture god suddenly jumped up. "Why don’t you hit me!"
"Unless you want to cheat me spells run out of my spells and then plot to me! Uber, I can see at a glance that you are not simple! I knew you were not a good person during the day! "
Clay sculpture god eager not hurriedly way "even if you don’t play! Take me to the Tiger Eye Zen Master quickly! "
Feng Menglong scolded, "What I said about Tiger Eye Jackson is really unfamiliar! However, you said that the spell was given by Ji Daochang. He is not a tiger eye Zen master. He is the master of the great Taoist records, and the Emperor Wanli personally sealed the Arctic reality! "
The clay sculpture god is false about this identity. He is the Tiger Eye Zen Master … Forget it! Just tell me where he is! "
"Can’t I kowtow to you?"
At this time, the clay sculpture god actually knelt on his knees and kowtowed to Feng Menglong as a gift. Feng Menglong was taken aback and even stood still while waiting for his mother.
At this time, the clay sculpture god laughed and his mud eyes were bleeding
"Feng Lang, he doesn’t seem to be an evil person. He should have been injured by some monster. You might as well help him …"
Hou Niang is a little reluctant, of course, she is also a little shocked. It is not a sign of auspiciousness that the clay sculpture is bleeding.
The rotten meat on the other side seems to be … human flesh.
Feng Menglong nodded "… well, anyway, he can’t beat Ji Daochang and bring it."
The clay sculpture god finally exhaled, and the blood dripped even worse. He explained, "My clay sculpture body is a statue of the land public incense. Today, during the day, I was Zen by the tiger’s eye … I was injured by Ji Daochang and borrowed the land public clay sculpture body."
"I am a monk in the mysterious temple. Can you believe me? You know Nanyang, the master of the mysterious temple, is really Master Gusu. He is my brother!"
"I’ll talk to Ji Daochang when I see him. I can say that the mysterious view is in danger and the Suzhou is in danger!"