Carefully shrank himself to the side and then tried hard. At this time, this guest from Wenwang Temple wished he could press himself into a piece of paper and directly photographed himself on the wall so that he could give up the road to heaven for General Zheng and his party.

The idea is good, but the reality is cruel. No matter how much Zhike wants to reduce his presence, his size is here, can he really think that he can really shrink himself into a piece of paper?

"You set out quickly and ride a fast horse and chase along Wenwang Temple. Sheng'er must be rescued!" General Zheng ordered coldly, "In addition, I will pass on my order and block all the roads that can go to and from the capital..."

"Don't worry, General, I have already arranged people to chase them out on all the runs. To block the roads leading to various places, this..."

"What's wrong? If something happens, I will still be responsible for it. I will do it according to my orders!" General Zheng ordered.

"No~" The guard obviously should be from a military background. This soldier pays the most attention to the order, so when General Zheng ordered, the nurse subconsciously stood up and took the order.

He thought that the passing years were unfavorable, he wanted to faint, and he wanted to pretend that he had not heard anything?! If he wanted to seal the capital and lead the road everywhere, could he say this casually, could he do this casually? Who else dares to do such an order unless he is the current emperor? Doing it is almost equivalent to treason?

It’s so slap, where is the shovel? Where is the hoe? Although it’s impossible to shrink it into thin paper, it’s still real to take a tool and bury yourself. If you dig a hole and bury yourself, can he pretend to be like he didn’t hear anything?!

I really want to cry, is there any?! He obviously came to report something to the temple prayer and reported that there might be a kidnapping at the temple fair, and a kidnapping other people's children... Why did he get into such a thing?! Tears... Will he be silenced after hearing such words...

By the way, temple blessings...

It turns out that he can't talk about people during the day and ghosts at night. He just recited this temple blessing. As soon as the gate of the clean room where the temple blessing was opened, he saw the temple master come out one after another with a gentle and elegant old man.

Oh ~ My Master Zhu, you came out this time, no, it was really wrong. Zhike didn't know now that he should hide behind the temple Zhu for shelter or block in front of the temple Zhu, protecting the temple Zhu from being silenced. Of course, even if he stood up to block the knife, facing the iron fist and steel blade of General Zheng in front of him, he would probably only help to extend the amount of one or two breaths (dear, you think too much, just like your hands, you can still help to block one or two breaths. If you are like this, you are just a gift that will deliver food directly when you go up?!).

"Oh~, I said who is so powerful? It turns out that it is General Zheng..."

Looking at the door panel lying on the ground, obviously dead...

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Poor door panel, you were staying there, just by your body, not to mention anything else, to serve our Wenwang Temple for 30 years. There is no problem at all, but now..., I miserably see the medicine of the door panel, you are really wronged, ah~a~~" The last sentence and that tune are so trembling that it is like a twist and turns, and it turns so much that it is like a skewer. The famous actors in the capital have come, and they may not even be able to make such a sound.

Looking at this person like this, he was almost twisting a veil and cried, as if the broken one was not a door panel, but a living person. No, this living person cannot be described as "breaking", but it's almost done, and the left and right means that the left and right!

Quiet, extremely quiet, and then a row of black and thick lines that "brush" appeared on the forehead of the big guy. If Feng Honglin was here, he would definitely sigh: "This person must be possessed by a drama artist~"

"Wen, Lord Wen, you are here..." General Zheng's mouth twitched. Damn, how could this old fox from the Hanlin Academy be here? No, today is the Wenwang Temple Fair. There is nothing strange about this old Hanlin coming here, but... I'm too fucking, why did her rude behavior be caught by this old Hanlin...

I tried hard to squeeze out an expression called "Xiao" on my face, but unfortunately I didn't succeed. I didn't squeeze out this beautiful smile, but instead I squeezed my masculine face into a ball, making it look a little more ferocious. If I don't know, I wouldn't think that this person is intimidating people~

Look, I didn't see the head of the Qianmiao Zhike who saw this expression. Will he be almost retracted into his shell? It was obviously scared by these expressions...

"What do you mean? I'm alive well, how could I not be here!" Unfortunately, General Zheng's face was scared by the former temple's master, for Lord Wen, that was useless. He caught General Zheng's intricacies and directly retorted.

"Mr. Wen, I don't mean this..." General Zheng was distressed.

"That's not what you mean, then how many of them are you mean?" Lord Wen was stubborn and messed up with this guy.

"Mr. Wen, I don't mean this..." General Zheng was distressed.

"That's not what you mean, then how many of them are you?" Lord Wen directly got into trouble with this nonsense. "What, General Zheng wouldn't want to tell me that you are too bored, so you ran to our Wenwang Temple to demolish the house?!" Between the lines, the full of irony could not be covered.
Chapter completed!