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Chapter 299 Xiao Yi raised his chin provocatively, smiling arrogantly

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    Shopkeeper Wan, who was hiding in the crowd and trying to escape, was pushed out by the people.

    He trembled and argued: "No, it's not like that -"

    ¡°To be honest with you, my second brother¡¯s people are now in charge of the Hong Family Rice Shop.¡±

    Nan Baoyi interrupted him and told the truth:

    ¡°After the drought, the shopkeepers of the Grain Chamber of Commerce, represented by Shopkeeper Wan, approached my second brother and tried to unite with him to increase the price of grain, but he refused.

    "The forces behind Shopkeeper Wan, such as Governor Cheng and Xia joining the army, immediately became angry and burned food in revenge, which led to today's situation.

    "The severe drought in Shu County is a natural disaster. Tens of thousands of kilograms of grain were burned, but it was a man-made disaster. Instead of scolding me, an unreasonable evil worshipper, it is more serious to bring Cheng Hui, the culprit, to justice."

    Nan Baoyi¡¯s posture is elegant.

    The fire was burning behind her and swallowed up the entire Zhennan Temple.

    Her long, snow-white hair was flying in the mountain wind, and her sickly pale face showed a strange beauty, which was extremely touching.

    The people looked at each other and felt guilty.

    Someone was the first to say:

    "Miss Nan Wu, I wrongly accused you of being an evil woman. I'm really sorry!"

    "Yes, I just picked a stone to throw at youit was so wrong, please forgive me!"

    "I told you before that the Nan family is a good family, how could something evil happen, but you didn't listen to me!"

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    Nan Yan was kneeling in the corner, her beautiful little face bruised and purple.

    She clenched her fists tightly, wishing she could kill Nan Baoyi with her eyes!

    She worked so hard to set up a trap, why could this bitch escape so many times?  !

    How hateful!

    Hillside pavilion.

    Gu Chongshan rested his head with one hand and slowly drank half a cup of strong wine.

    He raised the corners of his red lips, "This girl from the Nan family is really interesting."

    The young eunuch standing behind him said respectfully: "To inform the Governor, the wolf guards of Governor Xue are already on their way, and they will probably conflict with the Marquis of Jingxi. The bet between you and Miss Nan will soon come to an end.  Can tell the winner."

    Gu Chongshan stared at the open space.

    A young man of similar age, his shirt stained with blood, riding alone, with a Mo Dao, chopped down all 108 monks with high martial arts skills in Zhennan Temple to the ground.

    It is a hearty and hearty gesture.

    The black horse neighed and rushed towards the old host.

    The horse raised its front hooves, startling the people around the old host to step back.

    Xiao Yi held the reins with one hand and waved the Mo Dao with the other hand, pointing the blade directly at the old host's face.

    He raised his chin provocatively and smiled arrogantly: "Zhennan Temple, nothing more than that!"

    The old host put his palms together and calmly recited "Amitabha".

    Nan Baoyi stared at him, "The abbot has known for a long time that I am not the evil girl in the nursery rhyme. But he still colludes with the Cheng family and the Xia family, traps me in injustice, and even wants to burn me to death. They all say that my family is compassionate.  Where has the compassion of the presiding officer gone?"

    "Xia Canjun promised to the poor monk that as long as he burns you to death in front of the people of Shu County as his daughter wishes, he will donate 200,000 taels of snowflake silver to Zhennan Temple, and lead the army to dig water and irrigate ditches. Dead donor  One, save the common people in the world, this poor monk is a great merit. Even if you die here today, you will definitely go to the Western Paradise and ascend to become a Buddha."

    The old host¡¯s features were cold and old.

    As the mountain wind blows, the sleeves of the cassock flutter.

    In the eyes of the common people, he has the demeanor of an eminent monk.

    The mountain wind howls.

    "In your eyes, dying for me and saving all the people in the world is a great merit?"

    On the high platform, the girl¡¯s voice was a bit cooler.

    She stood up.

    Three thousand white hairs are flying freely.

    The wide snow-white skirt swayed in the wind, and she looked graceful, as if she was about to ride the wind back.

    She stared at the old host, "You know that the nursery rhyme is false, but you still give me the bad name of a wicked woman. It's a lie.

    "As a disciple of the Buddhist sect, you have secretly communicated with officials, which is why your roots are impure.

    "You talk about Amitabha in your mouth, but in your heart you want to kill me and then kill me. This is because your demonic nature has not been eliminated.

    "You obviously have thousands of ways to clarify the nursery rhyme as an eminent monk, expose Xia Canjun's crimes, and let Xia CanjunThe government provides relief to the people, but you chose the most filthy one.

    "You think you are great, but you know you are despicable at heart and have no Buddha heart!"

    "You are unworthy of presiding over Zhennan Temple!"

    The old host¡¯s eyes were about to burst with anger.

    The veins on the back of his hands popped out and he stared at Nan Baoyi fiercely: "The poor monk is devoted to the Buddha and only wants to save the people from the fire and water. How dare you question the poor monk that he has no Buddha heart?!"

    The people were silent.

    They sometimes looked at the old host, sometimes at Nan Baoyi.

    Judging from the appearance alone, one is an eminent monk with noble cassocks and a cool demeanor.

    "One is a witch who brought disaster to the world, with white hair and a childlike face, and blood-red lips.

    but¡­¡­

    The eminent monk looked ferocious, like a demon.

    The witch¡¯s eyebrows are clean and as bright as the sun.

    Which one is good and which one is bad is clear at a glance.

    It can be seen that the monsters and monsters in the world cannot be distinguished solely by their appearance.

    Whispers gradually sounded around, all of them scolding the old host.

    The old host¡¯s face was distorted, ¡°You witch, I will kill you to thank the world!¡±

    Before he even took half a step, the tip of Xiao Yi's Mo Dao was carelessly pressed against his neck.

    He smiled: "Just because I don't kill the monk doesn't mean that I can't kill the monk. Do you want to try?"

    The old host was even more angry.

    The old eyes are gradually becoming bloodshot, and murderous thoughts are everywhere, as if they are about to be possessed by a demon.

    He abandoned his demeanor as an abbot and roared ferociously: "I will kill one of you to save the world. The poor monk is right! The poor monk is going to save all living beings. The poor monk is the one who is going to the Western Paradise!"

    "Amitabha!"

    A Buddha's name is particularly loud.

    An old monk with white beard and hair, wearing orange cassock, came from the sky.

    Behind him were dozens of monks, all of whom were eminent monks who had sat and discussed Taoism with Nan Baoyi in the cellar.

    ¡°You¡¯re such an obstacle, why don¡¯t you back down?!¡±

    The old monk cursed angrily.

    As he threw the whisk on the old host's head, the old host's demonic aura gradually dissipated, and even the blood-red pupils gradually became clear.

    He lowered his head and said respectfully: "Master."

    The old monk turned to Xiao Yi and calmly performed a Buddhist etiquette.

    Xiao Yi bowed back to him.

    The old monk turned to the high platform again, looked at Nan Baoyi carefully for a long time, and said with a smile: "The old Taoist has accepted a good disciple."

    Nan Baoyi pursed her lips.

    She couldn¡¯t figure out the depth of this old monk, so she just bowed politely.

    The old monk turned to the people and said loudly: "What happened today is my fault at Zhennan Temple. This female benefactor has a delicate mind and is not the so-called evil worshiper. I am here to rectify her name. The drought is a natural disaster and cannot be changed by man."  . You can put down the nursery rhyme. As for this evil obstacle, I will take it back and punish it."

    "Master¡ª¡ª"

    "Shut up!"

    The old monk rolled his eyes at the old host angrily, "You can't talk to me anymore, I can't beat you, you've totally embarrassed me! How come my disciple is so smart while his disciple is so idiotic?!  "

    The old host was very old and was reprimanded in public. His cold and old face immediately turned red.

    He held his cassock and bowed his head shyly without saying a word.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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