The old monk fell to the ground, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Three...two...one!"

Zhu Cijiong raised his gun and shot.

"Bang!"

Mars splashed, and the shattered blue bricks cut through the face of a fat monk hiding in the corner of the wall...

"Ah... I'm dead, I'm dead!"

The monk rolled all over the ground, his shit and urine flowed.

He had no worries about food and drink, and he had no idea that he had just cut a hole in his face...

Zhu Cijiong shot a shot on the wall, but threw the empty gun to Zhang Da and took over another bird gun that had been installed.

"I'm counting three times and don't open my mouth, and I'll be killed by the slaughter!"

Zhu Cijiong ordered Yang Qilong.

"Uh...hehe..." The old monk's throat sounded like a hen laying eggs. He raised his hand and pointed tremblingly at the kitchen on the side.

"Hmph! If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!" Zhu Cijiong snorted coldly, waved his hand, and asked Yang Qilong to take someone to search.

The old monk on the ground was motionless and blocked the middle of the main entrance.

"Get out of the way, you old man, you are so ungrateful!" Jiao San scolded, and when he saw the old monk not moving, he reached out and pushed him.

But I knew that the old host, who was woven in gold thread and decorated with huge pearl robes, fell down on his back, and a string of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Jiao Sanyi was stunned and reached out to wipe the old host's breath...

"Young Master, this guy actually scared himself to death!"

Zhu Cijiong looked down and saw that the old host had blood in his mouth, nose and ears. Obviously, he was scared to death by his gallbladder.

...

"Young Master, I didn't find Shunzhi except a silly monk who burned fire in the kitchen." Huang Ji was anxious. The old monk was about to beat them before he died.

Silly monk?

Zhu Cijiong frowned, and he signaled Jiao San to block the hospital door. When he walked into the kitchen, he saw a chubby middle-aged monk holding a pot lid in both hands, his face covered with black and gray.

The fat monk was burning the fire while gnawing on the pot!

When he saw Zhu Cijiong coming in, he even opened his mouth and giggled for a moment.

Did you be deceived by the host?

...

Zhu Cijiong had just walked out of the kitchen and wanted to search carefully, but he ran into a rebel army head-on.

"Young Master, these monks should be killed!

I found a woman in the toilet. There was also a nun hidden in this monk temple!”

Niu Erwa's face turned red and she retreated from the toilet with embarrassment.

"Female?" Zhu Cijiong was confused. This...

Niu Erwa kept chattering: "Young master, I have a stomachache and want to go to the sperm.

But when I first entered, I saw a bald head in monk's clothes, with red lips and white face, and seemed to be a woman.

She was squatting in the pit and peed. The pee was as thin as a toothpick, all with a whistling sound!"

Squatting?

Zhu Cijiong rushed towards the toilet and saw a monk shaking all over, squatting on both sides of the tunnel, not daring to get up!

"Drag him up and test me!"

Zhu Cijiong snorted coldly.

The monk squatting on the ground, as soon as he heard that he was about to be identified, was frightened and the urine with a narrow outlet and a high pressure ejaculation was everywhere.

During the Ming Dynasty, the eunuchs only needed to go to the giao pills, while the Qing court cut all three pieces of sets.

In this way, it was not uncommon for eunuchs from the Ming court to stand and urinate normally, and even ride horses to fight.

But after arriving in the Qing court, no eunuchs and generals were seen again.

"Good king, please spare me, please spare me, I am a poor escapee. When the Jiashen national crisis occurred, the traitor entered the palace and I escaped here!"

"Master, I'm just a pitiful son..."

The eunuch knelt in the smelly toilet, wailing bitterly, regardless of the fact that the cassock had been wet.

"Yeah?"

Zhu Cijiong sneered: "Take his pants for me. If the chicken is not here, it will be Wu Liangfu!"

Zhang Da took the lead and asked someone to take off his pants by pressing the eunuch's hands and feet...

He sneered: "In front of the third prince, you dare to argue. You really think that my family has not gone to the eunuch!"

He looked at the eunuch's empty face, and there was a hole in the middle of a scar, and a little ant hole, and sneered:

"The eunuch who serves the young master and the queen has only lost two balls. It's not like your master, you've cut them all!"

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, if you protect your master like this, your master will not talk about you as a human being!"

Zhang Da was amazed. When a dog came to such a situation, there was no one else!

He pulled the eunuch out and threw it on the ground:

"Wu Liangfu, be honest, my master asks you what you want, just answer. If you are not honest, I will help you open the hole and make you pee faster!"

Zhang Da pulled out his dagger and gestured on the old eunuch.

"Wu Liangfu!" Zhu Cijiong pointed to the monks who had been concentrated in the courtyard: "Tell me where Fulin's child is, I will spare you!"

The old eunuch shook all over, and his face changed suddenly. He shuddered and actually made a "puff puff" sound... shit and urine flowed...

"Long live the pot..."

Wu Liangfu pointed to the kitchen, his whole body shaking like a sieve...

The silly monk who had eaten the pot slap was pulled out, and he collapsed on the ground. Since he knew that he could not escape, he could never pretend that he was trying hard to maintain his foolish appearance.

"Zhu Cijiong, Zhu Cijiong, and the third prince of Zhu!

I really don’t blame me for what happened to your whole family. You know, I am just a rubber stamp, everything is dominated by the emperor’s father and the regent…”

"All the sins are done by the Emperor's father and the Regent, and they have nothing to do with me!"

“…Give me aside…”

Fulin knelt on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic.

He was the emperor who entered the pass for sixteen years, so how could he not know what the Zhu family ended up?

The Qing Dynasty scraped the scales of every member of Chongzhen found.

Even if it is a remote royal family, as long as the surname Zhu, even if it is a lowest-level commander, it will be cut off with one blow!

Now that he is caught by Zhu Cijiong, Fu Lin knows what will happen if he will be.

Since the emperor's father and the regent went, he was in peace every night. He dreamed countless times at midnight and always went to one strange place after another. The people of the whole city turned into evil spirits and demanded his life.

He was so scared that he was so scared that he couldn't eat well that he was so skinny that he was skinny.

Later, after entering Buddhism, I chanted the Buddha's name every day to wash away my obsessions, and stopped having that nightmare. Now I feel even more slim in my heart and fat in my body...

“Ha~huh~”

Zhu Cijiong sneered from his nostrils.

Don't blame him?

The life of the Zhu family's hundreds of thousands of clans is revealed just by saying that if you don't blame him, then you will reveal it?

If the dead bones of hundreds of millions of people are just like this, they will die unjustly?
Chapter completed!