So What If You’ve Been Reborn? Chapter 130: Bao Jing mistakenly

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Shi Feng stopped Venerable Huanjian, Chen He went upstairs but came to the table of the Heluo school leaders.

"You..."

The long eyebrows are old and hesitate to speak.

——You are really a magic repair, have you ascended? Heaven’s order was destroyed, so everything went back hundreds of years?

The old way of long eyebrows remembers that Tian Yan once opened his mouth and called Demon Chen He, but he was reprimanded to change it!

After many years of getting along, Chang Mei knows that this little apprentice is not a pedantic person, let alone that there is no room for sand in his eyes, and he has a prejudice against demonic cultivation. Because of emotion and reason, Tian Yan, the head of the Heluo School, may be called a friend to Chen He, and he should also call his name. It's really not good, so the Venerable also made it, and the demon...

Chen He not only became a demon, but also slaughtered, making him an enemy of the entire cultivation world?

The long eyebrows are old and worried.

Others don't know, but he does know that Chen He did have a crisis of enchantment. If the matter of the fire in Yunzhou's stone is a bit worse, Chen He might only be enchanted. If there is another rumor of the Northern Xuan Secret Treasure, it is possible that the cultivation world collectively come to find trouble.

"Man, the water is cold, please add another pot of good tea!"

Chen He suddenly sat on the empty table at the table.

The guy in the Tiancuiyuan with a towel on his shoulders and a big copper kettle responded heartily. After a while, he came to the table with a smile on his face and reported a series of tea names like singing.

"Don't use those famous names, just pick this year's new tea for a pot." Chen He waved his hand slightly, and raised his eyes to find that the three Taoist priests were staring at him in a daze, and their eyes followed Chen He's movements. Coming and going, Chen He couldn't laugh or cry instantly.

Forget about the long eyebrow Tianyan, why does True Person Chixuan also have that expression?

"Ah, you masters!"

Chen He reminded him aloud, and immediately his elder eyebrows became especially kind, and he smiled, very pleased.

The true person Chixuan looked at Chen He as if he was looking at a whole Jinshan: What is the ascension? A ascension turns the world over, this is true! Why didn't you discover that this junior is so capable before?

"Chen boy, I have suffered you." The long eyebrows clapped his shoulders, "You are fine, not bad! I didn't shame Black Abyss Valley."

Chen He twitched his eyes. What does this have to do with Black Abyss Valley?

He left from Heluo faction that day, thinking about the true meaning of "You're not afraid, I'm afraid" of Real Man Tianyan about Thunder Tribulation. Unless he did something in his previous life that needed to be struck by lightning, the cultivator's most fear in his life is the ascension of thunder.

——Since he is a demon, how can he fly?

No, Chen He said in his heart that if the brother soars early, even if he enters the demon way, he will definitely break the order of the world and resist this way!

When we first guessed the truth, the two brothers were shocked.

Chen He couldn't help his ears getting hot when he thought of the appearance of shrinking into his brother's arms that night and not letting go.

The guy from Tiancuiyuan exchanged for a new pot of tea.

Chen He glanced at the table on the opposite side of the second floor in the slightly drenched mist, and slowly drank a cup of tea—anyway, he would always be with his senior.

"Chen He, why did you call that group of guys?" The elder eyebrows said with a grumpy mouth, and looked at the three masters and apprentices of the opposite Demon Zun with disgust.

It just so happened that Venerable Huanjian glanced at this side grimly.

Mr. Tian Yan was shocked, Mr. Chi Xuan held the whisk in his hand, his eyes full of coldness.

"Wait!" Chen He hurriedly stopped.

If it were not for worrying that the two tables would fight, he and Shi Feng would not want to show up so early!

Even if he and his seniors figured out this play, but when he saw Zheng Shengmosheng serving Cheng Xianer's tea and rice with his own eyes, he was tossed and turned and fell in love at first sight, Chen He still felt a little strange.

"Venerable Huanjian has a weird temperament. He just saw that you had bad intentions. Even the poor Dao saw him. You have to avoid him!" Chi Xuan reminded him.

"Thank you." Chen Heli was thoughtful and calm, "but I know why Venerable Huanjian is hostile to me."

"Oh?"

"He thought about it all his life!" Chen He hinted.

"Puff haha!"

The long eyebrows hit the table and laughed, and his eyes narrowed, "For my age, Huanjian died soon, and died a hundred years earlier than the old Dao. He thought about something he hadn't done in his life, but you If you wish, how can he show you a good face?"

The true man Chixuan also realized and smiled: "Master must not reveal the shortcomings of others."

"What's the matter with laughing at him?" Long eyebrows snorted coldly, "Apprentice, pour tea! We master and apprentice should have a drink, and congratulate Huanjian Demon Zun for finding the way to the sky."

After talking provocatively, he looked opposite.

As Tian Yan was sweating on his forehead, there was a tap of gongs and drums just below, and the fourth fold began.

Venerable Huanjian unfurled his fan, lit the opposite table, and said to his two apprentices, "What do those stinky Taoists know? My eyesight is short, and I think this is the jealous woman who waits for chicken belly Right?"

Zhan Yuanqiu looked around silently.

Well, there is no female cultivator, otherwise my master’s words would be enough to end up revenge!

"Some people can do the most difficult things in this world, and some people can't. Opportunity and luck are indispensable!" Venerable Huanjian said, but the fan became stronger and stronger. The strands of hair are blowing.

The latter is still at a loss, why should Cheng Xian'er in the play not want Mo Sheng, the master should be so angry?

"This is the attitude of...! Understand?"

Venerable Huanjian put the fan together, pointed a finger to the top of his head, and snorted coldly: "Over the ages, there have been so many Mo family martial artists who want to replace the talents and return with beautiful women. They are all unsuccessful! One, this beautiful lady is going to regret it!"

Venerable Huanjian said more and more angry.

The Dao of Heaven reverses time and throws everyone away hundreds of years ago, just to deny the fact that the magic repairs are soaring, and to make up for the loopholes in the destruction of the order of heaven and earth. This is too unreasonable!

Venerable Huanjian wanted to ascend and almost missed the magic barrier. Before he figured out the result, he was told that "this way is nowhere" "even if you go through, you will return to the place", of course, he was so angry that he wanted to lift the table .

"The Lord is safe and restless, it's just a play." Shi Feng said lightly.

It should be irritable, he has already grumbled with his junior, now he is naturally calm.

Huan Jian took a deep breath and slammed the wind again: "Huh, listen to the show!"

One sentence blocked the question that Venerable Sky Splitting wanted to export.

Pipa flicks lightly, like weeping like a complaint.

Zheng Sheng took a piece of letter paper in his hand and sang on the stage with a smile: "Yesterday Xue Tao came with a piece of paper, and there was a beautiful woman who claimed to be married. The wonders of the world could be like this, and I am afraid that the classmate played with me! The words and sentences are true, but How does that young lady know that there is a marriage thousands of miles away in her boudoir? There is no martial artist in the neighboring street, he can be ~ comparable to me~~ is really good at learning?"

Laughing again, rubbing the letterhead, and muttering to himself: "Push it into the hearth and set it on fire."

Tiancuiyuan visitors scolded and laughed.

"This silly scholar, burned the letter!"

"No wonder Zheng Sheng, Ms. Cheng makes people trouble Mo Sheng for no reason. It's not like a joke!"

Although Zheng Sheng didn't take this letter in his heart, he also left a question in his heart. Is Mo Wufu really capable?

Cheng Xian'er asked someone to bring a silver pair to Zheng Sheng, who finally felt that it was not like a joke.

"Today I will go to Beijing to take the imperial examination and go to the temple to ask for incense! Oh, there is a fortune-telling booth!" Zheng Sheng walked to an old student dressed up as a Gua master and sang with a shelf. Ask the future!"

Master Gua gestured to watch palmistry, touched his beard and muttered, suddenly surprised:

"The son was originally rich and wealthy, with a splendid wife and noble son, and a distinguished life style. What a hell-someone who hits you and hates his wife!"

Zheng Sheng was shocked: "Dare to ask who is it?"

"As the sun is in the sky, the grass is buried!" Gua master sighed, "My lord, your distinguished name, you have not been known by the world, you will eventually return to the loess!"

"Nonsense!" Zheng Sheng was furious, and went straight yelling, and Gua Master walked away angrily.

"As the sun is in the sky, the grass is buried, ah! This is not just a word!" Zheng Sheng suddenly.

The spectators were very interested, and even the guys came to add water.

Next, Zheng Sheng hurriedly came to the capital, just as Cheng Xian'er was eager to see through, and under the pretext of burning incense, the two secretly met in a ruined temple outside the city.

Cheng Xian'er is beautiful, there is no reason for Zheng Sheng to be unhappy.

"...So and so, I was mistaken by Bao Jing!" Cheng Xian'er explained the details again before hiding her face and crying.

"Don't worry, Miss, I have to be sponsored by Miss, so that I won't get sick in the department. The champion in this section should be in my pocket!" Zheng Sheng said confidently.

Suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums, and three or five prime ministers came on stage:

"Hey, take down the flower picker!"

"Father!"

The prime minister said angrily: "You secreted the item and gave the silver liang, just for this poor boy? What a bold scholar, dare to kidnap my daughter! If it wasn't for Mo Jiaxian's nephew who happened to see it, I would still be fooled. Here. You have done such things, my face, what if you don’t want it?"

Zheng Sheng repeatedly defended: "Don't get me wrong, adults, when I am in high school, I will go to the Prime Minister's House to propose marriage!"

"Is there a lack of people to live on the gold list? If you have a fame, seduce a boudoir and a lady, you will be more sinful!" The prime minister sang his hands, "The emperor will be accountable, and the old man will send you to the frontier and take it with me. !"

"No, Zheng Lang——" Cheng Xian'er cried, and hurriedly took out the precious mirror and stuffed it into Zheng Sheng's hands, "I fell in front of the statue of Bodhisattva, and I beg the Bodhisattva for blessing! Zheng Lang!"

Cheng Xian'er was staggered by the maid.

Zheng Sheng rushed off the stage from the other side holding Bao Jing, and everyone from Jiading chased him down.

The spectators at Tian Cui Garden were stupid for a long time, and then some people exclaimed: "This is really hard work!"

"Bah! A good thing, it was messed up by Mo Sheng."

Venerable Huanjian smiled gloomily on the second floor, kneading the melon seeds into powder one by one, and the Daoist chiefs of Heluo sent cup after cup of tea.

"What's the ending?" Long eyebrows asked, turning his head sideways.

Chen He didn't answer, only smiled.

From the fifth fold, Zheng Sheng came on stage, crying and singing:

"Miss is affectionate and hard to reciprocate. Baojing's marriage is on the wrong line! I begged the Bodhisattva for pity at the temple in the capital, fell down the Baojing, and turned around in the poor house. The spring outside the window. The color is good and the sky is bright. It’s true that Mo Wufu was a big catastrophe that hindered my future marriage! It made me and the young lady twice embarrassed! How can this grudge end?"

Next, Zheng Sheng tried his best to give Mo Sheng a trip.

I tried my best to find out that the Mo family was oppressing the tenants, contacted the students of the college, and told the Mo family a piece of paper. The matter was raging. Immediately, the uncle of Mo Sheng, who was a court official, was impeached by Yu Shi Xiang Tianzi for his favoritism.

In a lively scene, Tian Cuiyuan watched the guests' brows flying in joy, and felt that the wicked were suffering, and the gifted and beautiful women would smoothly compose a good story.

"Who made it?" Venerable Huanjian gritted his teeth.

The long eyebrows looked at Tian Yan awkwardly, and opened his mouth to ask.

"The Dao is long and slow, you can only ask Brother Tian Yan, is the play good or not! Otherwise!" Chen He pointed to the top of his head.

Tian Yan's face turned blue: "Okay!"

He wants to understand! When Venerable Li Yan had survived the thunder tribulation, Li Ying ascended smoothly, but Heaven refused.

In other words, he is not, is, was, was, angry, died, at all!

His dignified leader did not die, but was thrown back more than four hundred years ago! ! Really silly thinking how to deal with Venerable Liyan! !

——Fortunately, he is relatively poor, so he first thought about catching demons and earning money as a teacher!

In the sixth fold, Zheng Sheng, wearing a red champion robe, visited the prime minister’s mansion with joy and came to propose a marriage.

"The Mongolian champion wrongly loved, but the little girl..." the prime minister said with a sigh, "The little girl refused to marry Lord Li Xiaohou, she committed suicide a few months ago!"

"Ah!" Zheng Sheng staggered back three steps, "This, how can this be so?"

Then sang sadly: "I will send a letter to the capital, and I will propose marriage as soon as I get on the gold list! How can the young lady not wait too much and throw her life away?"

"Zheng Zhuangyuan said, but this letter?"

The prime minister took out a stack of letterhead and asked angrily, "Where is the treasure mirror in my house? How did the little girl ever know the son? You are full of absurd words, so angry that the little girl rubbed the letterhead and said that the reputation is bad, and the marriage is not love, that night Suicide! What a thief, come on, take him down from left to right!"

The noisy Jiading dragged Zheng Sheng down, and the prime minister also left.

The bleak tone of the erhu was pulled up, Zheng Sheng was dressed in white after a while, and he turned his head back and forth step by step with his suitcase on his back, the clapper knocked on the backstage:

"The prime minister angered Jin Luan Temple, Zheng Zhuangyuan had no worries about his life, and the fame and fame he had obtained through his hard work was in vain, and his heart was filled with misery and difficult to distinguish. Say a song by fate, and sing a sorrowful and joyful separation and reunion of the treasure mirror! Everyone, thank you for your support!"

On the second floor, Shi Feng put the tea cup on the table, and said lightly: "If you stay in revenge, no one can get Cheng Xian!"

The monks stunned their chests in a moment, staring blankly.

Long eyebrows stare at Tianyan, who silently rolls his eyes: The poor Dao wants the Dao to become a fairy! What revenge! !

The author has something to say: "Bao Jing Mi", thank you for watching

Feelings: Well, the prime minister’s IQ is online [Hello] The prime minister is domineering and leaking [Hello]

PS: Two days before the author’s best friend got married, the bridesmaid suddenly said that she could not come, and the best friend temporarily pulled me to the top...I called for help this afternoon...

I have been busy all afternoon and one night, all kinds of leaks and purchases [Lying flat

Tomorrow night, I will go to my girlfriend's house to pick up the relatives, and then go to shoot the location together and have a banquet at night. Oh my god, the temperature here is two degrees. The only bridesmaid dress I can wear is a backless dress, and the skirt reaches my thigh... [The tall and fat author has no love]

On the 9th, I can't come back very late...

Suddenly, I didn't save the manuscript and died on the ground.

Try to keep the update tomorrow. If OTZ is gone the day after tomorrow, I may have to wait for my blood to return to blue in the morning on the 10th and wake up

By the way, my best friend, classmate, colleague, and friend are the only ones who are not married. I also asked me how to get married.

I: ╭(╯^╰)╮ I have dozens of sister papers to choose from on the Internet, depending on whether I want to be from the north or the south, or from the northeast or Shenzhen...a female man or a loli... [I think Talked too much]