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Chapter 30 Hidden kill outside the door, Kunlun Numoli
Chapter 30 Hidden kill outside the door, Kunlun Numoli
For several years, the dragon has studied hard and worked hard, and Huai plans to have a rich meal and is addicted to broiled delicacies.
It's never too late to cook a knife like new, and there's no good night to recommend pine mash.
While the monks outside were waiting hungry and anxious, they saw the door of Moli's house creak open, and the handsome little Taoist walked out of the door calmly.
The strange thing is that this Taoist is holding a little milk cat in his arms, and the four little paws of the little milk cat are still embracing an ancient bronze-colored sword. The scene looks very funny.
"Brother Jingyan..."
A monk in charge of the investigation shouted excitedly after seeing the little Taoist priest appear.
"It came out, the idea finally came out."
"it is good!"
Monk Jingyan, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, jumped up from the corner of the room and said excitedly.
"Next, as long as the little Taoist priest walks out of the gate of Guiyifang, everyone will rush up from behind, put him in a sack, and bring him back..."
"Wait! Brother Jingyan,"
Before Monk Jingyan finished speaking, he heard the scouting monk speak in a terrified voice.
"That damned Kunlun slave came out as well, and judging by his appearance, he seemed to be planning to send this little Taoist priest home."
"what?"
After Monk Jingyan heard these words, he immediately felt unbelievable.
"That damned Kunlun slave wants to send that little Taoist priest home, how is that possible?"
After hearing his words, the scouting monk immediately replied. "Brother, come and see, that Kunlun slave is still carrying a heavy package, he must be sending that Taoist back..."
Monk Jing Yan hurried forward two steps, moved his eyes to the edge of the window, opened the window frame, and looked out carefully.
Sure enough, behind the little Taoist priest holding the cat, the Kunlun Numoli followed with a heavy burden on his back, and after he came out, he even turned around and locked the gate of his house...
"Brother, what should we do now?"
"How to do?"
Monk Jingyan didn't know what to do for a while...
Do it directly?
That must not work, judging from the elusive skill of this damn Kunlun slave last night, even if they all rushed up, they might not be able to please him!
But if you don't do anything, just go back in such a despondent way?
Monk Jingyan still felt a little unwilling!
Just when Monk Jingyan was in a dilemma, Kong Qing and Kunlun Numoli had already walked past Monk Jingyan's room one after the other, and then Monk Jingyan saw the dark Kunlun slave suddenly turn his face away , looked towards the house where they were, and then let out a sneer, baring his snow-white teeth.
Just as the Kunlun slave bared his teeth at them, Monk Jingyan shivered subconsciously.
Then, they heard the voice of the little Taoist priest.
"Molly, what are you looking at?"
Then the Kunlun slave gave them another warning look, then turned his face away.
"The old slave is just looking at some idiots who are overconfident..."
It was discovered!
After hearing Moli's words, Monk Jingyan immediately confirmed that his party must have been discovered by that damned Kunlun slave.
From such a long distance, it was still dusk, and the other party was able to keenly spot people like himself hiding in the house.
For a while, Monk Jing Yan's fear of this Kunlun slave rose to another level.
The opponent may be stronger than I thought...
"Brother Jingyan..."
Monk Jingming standing beside him looked at Kong Qing and Kunlun Nu who were about to walk out of Guiyifang, and asked in a low voice.
"Are we going to catch up?"
Monk Jing Yan clenched his fists bitterly, clenched his teeth, and said firmly. "No need, let's go back to Zhuangyan Temple and let him go today. I don't believe that this Kunlun slave will follow this damned little Taoist priest tomorrow."
On the other side, Kong Qing and Kunlun Numoli chatted on the road as they walked along the street towards Yongle Square where the Qingdu Temple was located.
"Lang Jun, turning from here is Yang Sikong's mansion back then,"
Mo Li looked at the earthen wall of Fangshi with some emotion, and said with emotion.
"When this old slave came to this city for the first time, it was still called Daxing City. Looking at the magnificent city and towering buildings in front of me, I couldn't even say a word."
Kong Qing silently nodded.
Kong Qing himself also felt the emotion of Kunlun Numoli.
In fact, even though it has been a long time, when Kong Qing walks on the streets of Chang'an, he will still be amazed and shocked by this majestic city.
He also couldn't say a word.
"Later, after Yang Sikong died and before Dalang-jun rebelled, this old slave stood here and watched Dalang-jun leave."
Mo Li pointed out to Kong Qing with his hands as he walked, just like a tour guide.
"Da Langjun's high-spirited look at that time, the old slave can still vividly remember. He was riding a horse, holding his head proudly, and led his guards from this gate, went up Zhuque Street, and went to Liyang. And never came back..."
Kong Qing looked at the old black who pointed out the country in front of him, and his heart was very complicated.
Although Molly's accent is very standard, although his tone is very sincere, although his emotion is very intense, although his story is very touching...
But an old black man in Hanfu told him the story of the Sui Dynasty in the city of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.
No matter how you look at it, how violated and reconciled is good or not.
"Molly..."
When Lao Hei's story has developed from Yang Xuangan to Emperor Yang Guang of Sui Yang, and then began to expand towards His Majesty Li Yuan, Kong Qing finally interrupted the other party's words.
Sorry, you still have stories, I'm out of wine.
"Pindao heard that you are very familiar with the eastern and western cities?"
"I dare not say I am familiar..."
Mo Li showed a simple and honest smile to Kong Qing.
"That is, the rangers in the two cities all call XX a big brother."
Kong Qing's mouth twitched.
The rangers in the two cities call you big brother...
I seem to understand why those active social organizations are called the underworld later on. It turns out that the root lies with you!
"It's just right, Pindao has something to ask for here."
After hearing Kong Qing's words, Mo Li immediately patted his chest in a big way.
"Why do you need to ask for help? Since Mr. Li is a friend of Mrs. Li, he is a friend of a certain person. Among friends, righteousness is the first word, but Mr. Lang can't help but ask for something."
"The poor are welcome..."
Kong Qing smiled slightly, then leaned closer to Mo Li's ear, and whispered a few words.While he was talking, Molly nodded, and when he finished speaking, Molly slapped his chest without hesitation.
"It turned out to be such a trivial matter, sir, don't worry, within a few days, this old servant will make your wish come true."
"It will be laborious..."
Kong Qing cupped his hands at Mo Li.
"After the matter is completed, a certain person will definitely have a mind, and will not let the brothers who are working on the matter go away in vain."
Molly also smiled and cupped his hands.
"Then I will thank Mr. Lang on behalf of my brothers..."
The two talked and laughed all the way to the gate of Qingdu Temple in Yonglefang, and then Moli took the big package full of copper coins from behind him, and handed it to Kong Qing.
"The old slave has other things to do, so I can't send the things into the temple for the gentleman, and I ask the gentleman to forgive me..."
"It's okay!"
Kong Qing took over his hard work for the past two days, and nodded to Mo Li.
"Send me here with one step, the poor Taoist is already grateful for his kindness. If there is too much trouble today, how about letting the poor Taoist be the host tomorrow?"
Kunlun Numoli clasped his fists and said politely.
"Stick what you want, don't dare to ask for it!"
After saying goodbye, Kong Qing hugged his kitten in one hand, and walked into the gate of Qingdu Temple with the money he earned in the other.
On the other hand, Kunlun Numoli stood in the same place, watched Kong Qing's back disappear, and then walked to the side of Qingdu Temple, which is the entrance of the small courtyard where the two big lolis were, patted the door with his hand, and then said respectfully.
"Hiding the outer door, Kunlun Numoli, please see me!"
(End of this chapter)
For several years, the dragon has studied hard and worked hard, and Huai plans to have a rich meal and is addicted to broiled delicacies.
It's never too late to cook a knife like new, and there's no good night to recommend pine mash.
While the monks outside were waiting hungry and anxious, they saw the door of Moli's house creak open, and the handsome little Taoist walked out of the door calmly.
The strange thing is that this Taoist is holding a little milk cat in his arms, and the four little paws of the little milk cat are still embracing an ancient bronze-colored sword. The scene looks very funny.
"Brother Jingyan..."
A monk in charge of the investigation shouted excitedly after seeing the little Taoist priest appear.
"It came out, the idea finally came out."
"it is good!"
Monk Jingyan, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, jumped up from the corner of the room and said excitedly.
"Next, as long as the little Taoist priest walks out of the gate of Guiyifang, everyone will rush up from behind, put him in a sack, and bring him back..."
"Wait! Brother Jingyan,"
Before Monk Jingyan finished speaking, he heard the scouting monk speak in a terrified voice.
"That damned Kunlun slave came out as well, and judging by his appearance, he seemed to be planning to send this little Taoist priest home."
"what?"
After Monk Jingyan heard these words, he immediately felt unbelievable.
"That damned Kunlun slave wants to send that little Taoist priest home, how is that possible?"
After hearing his words, the scouting monk immediately replied. "Brother, come and see, that Kunlun slave is still carrying a heavy package, he must be sending that Taoist back..."
Monk Jing Yan hurried forward two steps, moved his eyes to the edge of the window, opened the window frame, and looked out carefully.
Sure enough, behind the little Taoist priest holding the cat, the Kunlun Numoli followed with a heavy burden on his back, and after he came out, he even turned around and locked the gate of his house...
"Brother, what should we do now?"
"How to do?"
Monk Jingyan didn't know what to do for a while...
Do it directly?
That must not work, judging from the elusive skill of this damn Kunlun slave last night, even if they all rushed up, they might not be able to please him!
But if you don't do anything, just go back in such a despondent way?
Monk Jingyan still felt a little unwilling!
Just when Monk Jingyan was in a dilemma, Kong Qing and Kunlun Numoli had already walked past Monk Jingyan's room one after the other, and then Monk Jingyan saw the dark Kunlun slave suddenly turn his face away , looked towards the house where they were, and then let out a sneer, baring his snow-white teeth.
Just as the Kunlun slave bared his teeth at them, Monk Jingyan shivered subconsciously.
Then, they heard the voice of the little Taoist priest.
"Molly, what are you looking at?"
Then the Kunlun slave gave them another warning look, then turned his face away.
"The old slave is just looking at some idiots who are overconfident..."
It was discovered!
After hearing Moli's words, Monk Jingyan immediately confirmed that his party must have been discovered by that damned Kunlun slave.
From such a long distance, it was still dusk, and the other party was able to keenly spot people like himself hiding in the house.
For a while, Monk Jing Yan's fear of this Kunlun slave rose to another level.
The opponent may be stronger than I thought...
"Brother Jingyan..."
Monk Jingming standing beside him looked at Kong Qing and Kunlun Nu who were about to walk out of Guiyifang, and asked in a low voice.
"Are we going to catch up?"
Monk Jing Yan clenched his fists bitterly, clenched his teeth, and said firmly. "No need, let's go back to Zhuangyan Temple and let him go today. I don't believe that this Kunlun slave will follow this damned little Taoist priest tomorrow."
On the other side, Kong Qing and Kunlun Numoli chatted on the road as they walked along the street towards Yongle Square where the Qingdu Temple was located.
"Lang Jun, turning from here is Yang Sikong's mansion back then,"
Mo Li looked at the earthen wall of Fangshi with some emotion, and said with emotion.
"When this old slave came to this city for the first time, it was still called Daxing City. Looking at the magnificent city and towering buildings in front of me, I couldn't even say a word."
Kong Qing silently nodded.
Kong Qing himself also felt the emotion of Kunlun Numoli.
In fact, even though it has been a long time, when Kong Qing walks on the streets of Chang'an, he will still be amazed and shocked by this majestic city.
He also couldn't say a word.
"Later, after Yang Sikong died and before Dalang-jun rebelled, this old slave stood here and watched Dalang-jun leave."
Mo Li pointed out to Kong Qing with his hands as he walked, just like a tour guide.
"Da Langjun's high-spirited look at that time, the old slave can still vividly remember. He was riding a horse, holding his head proudly, and led his guards from this gate, went up Zhuque Street, and went to Liyang. And never came back..."
Kong Qing looked at the old black who pointed out the country in front of him, and his heart was very complicated.
Although Molly's accent is very standard, although his tone is very sincere, although his emotion is very intense, although his story is very touching...
But an old black man in Hanfu told him the story of the Sui Dynasty in the city of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty.
No matter how you look at it, how violated and reconciled is good or not.
"Molly..."
When Lao Hei's story has developed from Yang Xuangan to Emperor Yang Guang of Sui Yang, and then began to expand towards His Majesty Li Yuan, Kong Qing finally interrupted the other party's words.
Sorry, you still have stories, I'm out of wine.
"Pindao heard that you are very familiar with the eastern and western cities?"
"I dare not say I am familiar..."
Mo Li showed a simple and honest smile to Kong Qing.
"That is, the rangers in the two cities all call XX a big brother."
Kong Qing's mouth twitched.
The rangers in the two cities call you big brother...
I seem to understand why those active social organizations are called the underworld later on. It turns out that the root lies with you!
"It's just right, Pindao has something to ask for here."
After hearing Kong Qing's words, Mo Li immediately patted his chest in a big way.
"Why do you need to ask for help? Since Mr. Li is a friend of Mrs. Li, he is a friend of a certain person. Among friends, righteousness is the first word, but Mr. Lang can't help but ask for something."
"The poor are welcome..."
Kong Qing smiled slightly, then leaned closer to Mo Li's ear, and whispered a few words.While he was talking, Molly nodded, and when he finished speaking, Molly slapped his chest without hesitation.
"It turned out to be such a trivial matter, sir, don't worry, within a few days, this old servant will make your wish come true."
"It will be laborious..."
Kong Qing cupped his hands at Mo Li.
"After the matter is completed, a certain person will definitely have a mind, and will not let the brothers who are working on the matter go away in vain."
Molly also smiled and cupped his hands.
"Then I will thank Mr. Lang on behalf of my brothers..."
The two talked and laughed all the way to the gate of Qingdu Temple in Yonglefang, and then Moli took the big package full of copper coins from behind him, and handed it to Kong Qing.
"The old slave has other things to do, so I can't send the things into the temple for the gentleman, and I ask the gentleman to forgive me..."
"It's okay!"
Kong Qing took over his hard work for the past two days, and nodded to Mo Li.
"Send me here with one step, the poor Taoist is already grateful for his kindness. If there is too much trouble today, how about letting the poor Taoist be the host tomorrow?"
Kunlun Numoli clasped his fists and said politely.
"Stick what you want, don't dare to ask for it!"
After saying goodbye, Kong Qing hugged his kitten in one hand, and walked into the gate of Qingdu Temple with the money he earned in the other.
On the other hand, Kunlun Numoli stood in the same place, watched Kong Qing's back disappear, and then walked to the side of Qingdu Temple, which is the entrance of the small courtyard where the two big lolis were, patted the door with his hand, and then said respectfully.
"Hiding the outer door, Kunlun Numoli, please see me!"
(End of this chapter)
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