The woman said that she asked her to go to her house to have sex with her, but the person in charge of the marriage still didn't believe it. She blinked and said with her eyes congested, "Are you saying true?" After that, her mouth opened with yellow teeth exposed.

Manager Mo's wife just lied to him and cheated him into divorce. She looked at Huangya, who was in charge of marriage, regarded Huangya as gold, and released the female and said, "Of course, how could I lie to you? If you divorce me, we will do it."

In charge of marriage, he opened his mouth wide and looked at the girl in front of him. A saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, and immediately wiped it off and said, "My mother, are you saying true?"

Manager Mo's wife looked at the nostrils in charge of marriage and said, "Of course it's true. I won't lie to you. I want to divorce my man. As long as I can divorce him, I can do anything. If you don't divorce me, I will find the village owner and let the village owner do it with me."

When the marriage-in-charge heard that she was looking for the village owner, she was anxious and said, "Oh, don't worry. I tell you, don't look for the village owner, the village owner is not good. You look for me. Although my size is not good, I can still hold on for three or five minutes."

When the wife of the shopkeeper Mo heard this, she hesitated. Although she was lying to him, she also hesitated. She thought, this person is too bad, and he doesn’t want to find him if he doesn’t have a man? But he still has to rely on him for divorce. She pretended to like him and said, “Okay, I won’t find the village owner, you should divorce me quickly. Let me tell you, if you don’t leave me, I will go to find the village owner.”

The person in charge of marriage said: "Oh, don't worry, I'll leave you. As long as you promise me to go to your house, what do you think of you?"

Manager Mo's wife said, "Don't worry, as long as you divorce me, I will definitely let you go to my house and give you benefits."

The person in charge of marriage laughed and said, "If this is the case, I will give up my best and give you my best divorce."

Manager Mo's wife said, "It's okay, leave me."

I took the initiative to take care of my marriage and thought about it. Anyway, she said that the village owner gave the land. When the village owner asked, she would tell the village owner that she had asked her to come and told the village owner that I was following the order of the village owner to give her a divorce. I thought to myself, "Okay, wait, I'll go in and find the marriage letter for you to marry your man."

Manager Mo’s wife and Manager Mo also had a marriage letter, but the matter was suddenly unprepared. Manager Mo’s wife did not bring the marriage letter. The person who is in the marriage suddenly became lustful. He was basically thinking about that. He forgot that Manager Guan Mo’s wife asked her to read the marriage letter with her man. After saying that, he went directly to the house on the right side of the counter to find the marriage letter between Manager Mo’s wife and Manager Mo.

There is a door in the house where the wedding book is hidden, and the person in charge of marriage quickly opened the door in. Although he entered quickly, he came out slowly. He was busy looking for a wedding book, messing up all the wedding book.

It doesn't matter if this messes up, all wedding books have to be re-plastered, which street is in front, which all the alley is behind, the more names are behind, and the fewer names are in front. All these have to be re-plastered. They can be re-plastered. But he, even the wife of the shopkeeper Mo and his man have not found the wedding books.

The eyes that were in charge of household registration were indeed a bit bad. He went in and looked for it without using his enlarged glass. He just lay down his eyes and went for it. The two of them looked for it, but for various reasons, they were looking for it slowly.

It doesn't matter if they are slow, Wang Laosi's wife and shopkeeper Mo's wife can only wait.

The person in charge of household registration and marriage was slow to find, and the two women could only wait. The man with a black face and a short side of the village owner outside resigned and left. When he left, the village owner remembered Lao De. Lao De only knew half of the Analects of Confucius and half of Mencius, and he might not be able to write poetry. Thinking of this, the village owner smiled.

The village master smiled and felt it was OK. He slowly turned around, facing the crossroads, and looked at Lao De's private school. The village master had just started and heard "Clang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang

The gong sounded on the Cross Street. After hearing the gong sounded, people from the four main streets, southeast, west and north, all looked at the Cross Street. Seven or eight people in Taoist uniforms stopped on the Cross Street. A Taoist priest held a gong in his hand and waved his gong in his hand, constantly knocking on "Clang clang!"

Many people with good things were watching and running towards the crossroads. Soon the intersection was surrounded by people.

The village owner wrote a poem shortly after, and felt that he had to be solemn after he wrote a poem, and could not run away immediately when he saw something. The village owner waited and saw that the crowd was surrounding him, so he watched and walked over quickly.

The village owner walked towards the cross street and thought to himself, "Why are there so many people?" He came to the crowd and called out, "Let me tell me if it's a mess."

The people who could hear the village master turned around and saw that it was the village master, so they all made way out. One person said, "The village master, it seems that it is not a troublemaker, a group of Taoist priests."

The village owner ignored him and continued to call out, "Come and give in, I'll see if it's a troublemaker." The village owner mainly wanted to see what these Taoists were doing, not really wanted to see if they were a troublemaker. In this way, it would be easier for him to get in.

Someone said: "My village owner, I don't look like a troublemaker."

The village owner continued to move forward and said, "Let me tell me if it's a mess."

The person in front of the village owner gave way to the village owner. The village owner successfully arrived in front of him, and there was only one woman in front of him. The woman was not as tall as the village owner. The village owner stood behind him and could see the Taoist priests clearly.

The Taoist priest who beat the gong, ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding

There were eight Taoist priests in total, seven like disciples and one like a master. The master wore a Taoist hat and a Zhuangzi scarf. The Zhuangzi scarf was black like a house cover, rising high in the middle and slanted down from front to back; he wore a black Taoist robe and gauze; his feet were worn with cloud socks and Taoist shoes and his feet were worn with ten directions of shoes. His body looked fat and he was slightly taller.

It was like a master walking to the center, clasping his fists at everyone, coughing twice, saying, "My fellow Taoists, I wish you good health and a happy family. Ah, a long life."

After holding the boxing, he thought about it and said, "My school of martial arts belongs to Taoist martial arts. Taoist academics are profound and profound. Like me, everyone knows it."

The onlookers said, "We know that you are me, not me, don't mention his name."

The master grinned and said, "I'm not me, I can learn from him some fur." ​​After saying this, he looked at his apprentice.

An apprentice walked into the scene with a horn made of paper and retreated like a master. The apprentice held the horn and shouted: "My master is a master of magical skills, both inside and outside. He is good at 'beating dogs across the mountain', 'sixteen palms of dragon subduing', 'one Yin finger' and other martial arts skills."

After hearing this, the onlookers felt something was wrong and said, "The Sixteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Isn't the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Also, isn't it a yang finger?"

The apprentice held the trumpet and said to the talking crowd: "What you said is fictional, my master practices it true."

He said unbelievably, saying, "Will your master really do it? You asked him to shoot a dragon, I'll see?"

They were all mortals. The disciple said, "What you said is all fictional. People cannot beat a dragon. If you throw a snake, it is possible."
Chapter completed!