Chapter 12(2/2)
In Jiankang City, the new restaurant we secretly used to collect information was about to open, and I was called to help clean the house;
Master’s disciple was injured, so I helped to take care of him;
The abbot of Jiming Temple secretly sponsored Lin Fang 200 gold. I pretended to be a pilgrimage and went to the temple to withdraw money.
Running errands, doing chores, thugs...
After a month, I have also become a universal guardian of Lin Fang's power.
However, when I went to Jiming Temple to get gold, I saw the abbot who had not seen for many days.
Throwing the gold to me, the old man glanced at me and suddenly said, "Battle the enemy and Su Qianhong's daughter?"
"Well. Do you know my parents?"
If it is broken, won’t you have anything to do with my mother again, right? But it probably doesn’t look like her age!
"Your mother's life is smooth and she is safe under the protection of your father." The abbot looked at me with a slight look, "I have such a bumpy fate for a daughter."
I realized it after a while. The disgust for him instantly rose to the peak, twisted the gold, turned my head and left.
"But..." His voice came from behind, "After all, there is a great hero..."
"What?" I turned around and looked at him curiously.
"It's a simple girl," he closed his eyes and said, "For your parents' sake, I would like to advise you: 'Everything has a destiny, and you should not force it'."
This old monk is clearly awesome.
Will he still meet?
I was not fooled, and Shi Shiran held the gold and flew down the mountain.
But I was still a little nervous. At the market at the top of the mountain, I happened to meet a fortune telling stall "Chen Tiezui" with a fairy-like appearance, which was much stronger than the abbot of Jiming Temple.
I couldn't help but come over.
He said that I was very rich and honorable, especially my marriage was very good.
So my nervous mood was wiped out by a few words from the head of Jiming Temple.
At the end of October, Wen You returned to Jiankang.
But I haven't seen him for a few days, why do I think he's a little higher?
Seeing him smiling strangely in the sunlight, even the "jue" on his waist flashed by.
I couldn't help but itchy hands and pulled him to compete.
I thought I would be able to beat him if I had plenty of time to practice these days.
However, he did not expect that he would "receive each other with admiration for three days after separation", and his sword technique was superb.
After more than three hundred rounds, his internal force shook my "jue" away-
I actually lost!
Sitting under the osmanthus tree with a dejected head, stroking my Jue and sighing: "Jue, Jue, I'm sorry for you, your skills are not as good as others, you lost to Yu again."
Wen You, who was sitting beside him, grabbed a handful of leaves from the ground and threw them on my head: "Girl, I practice hard every night. If you beat me, where will I put my senior brother's face?"
It would be fine if he didn't say it, but when he said it, I just wanted to kill someone - although I had never killed anyone.
Don’t I practice hard every day too! Why can’t I beat him?
Suddenly I remembered that there was a very difficult trick on the sword score, and I had learned most of it. If I had practiced it in the past few days, I would definitely beat him!
Chapter completed!