Almost in a moment, the pitiful expression on Yan Xuehuai's face disappeared. She pushed away the pearl blocking in front of her, looked up at the plaque with the words "Jueming'an" written above the door, and her eyes swept across the faces of the nuns and the boy. The two of them stood together, like rough clay jars and exquisite porcelain accidentally placed together, thicker, more refined, beautiful and ugly, and visually comfortable.

Yan Xuehuai stretched out her white and tender fingers, pointed to the plaque, and asked at the young man: "Young Master, are these three words Jueming Temple or Jueming Village?"

Everyone didn't understand why Yan Xuehuai asked this, and the young man was even more puzzled and smiled and said, "It's Jueming'an."

Yan Xuehuai raised her eyebrows, as if she had discovered something amazing: "Jueming Temple, it turns out that this place is a temple. I thought it was a bandit nest in the village. It was strange that the bandit nests in the past were all complete with five poisons. Why did the bandit nests in the current bandit nests collude with monks and lay people and collude with each other?"

"Shut up, you're talking nonsense!"

The thick nun roared, and Yan Xuehuai didn't even look at her, but said to the young man: "Are I wrong? Why don't you put a sign at the intersection, saying that this road is opened and this tree is planted by me. If you want to pass by, leave money to buy the road. Look at you, there are men living in the nunnery, and you still have to rob the girls passing by. The bandits' nest is not as vicious as you. The world is bright and bright. There are Buddhist scum like you at the foot of the emperor. I bah!"

The thick nun rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up to beat someone, but the young man reached out to stop him. The nun was so angry that he stamped his feet: "Young Master Ying, this wild girl from nowhere, dares to slander you."

Yan Xuehuai was pricking her ears. She could hear every word the nun said clearly. The nun had called this young man "Young Master Ying" twice.

Jueming Temple is built here, not incense from all directions, but it does not seem like it is short of money. It must be like Xiaojue Temple, which is the home of a certain family. Since it is so close to Xiaojue Temple, there is also a "Jue" Temple. If it is said that this place is not offered by the Fu Palace, the fool will not believe it.

Look at this young man, he is very noble and has a good temperament in addition to his good skin. The nuns respect him very much. He can make the nuns in Jueming Temple respect, and they can even be the young master living here. He is either from the Fu Palace or someone who has a relationship with the Fu Palace.

The matter about Prince Fu's Mansion has long been exposed by the people of Pingcheng. The eldest son is a nerd. He has actively participated in the provincial examination of Pingcheng Mansion for fifteen times, and is unknown on the list every time. Of course, the emperor's children do not need the imperial examination, and the prince of Huaian is purely a hobby.

The second son likes wrestling and has raised more than a dozen female wrestlers, who fall day and night.

The third and fourth brothers were both born in illegitimate children, one raised an actor and the other raised a young prostitute. It is said that King Fu was angry that he was furious and did not give birth to a man or a woman later.

King Fu had only one grandson, the eldest son of a nerd. It is said that he followed his grandfather and looked very similar to some traditional delicacy of the Shangyuan Festival.

As for grandson, Princess Jinhuan married a far-far, and that Chai Shu, Yan Xuehuai only heard Chai Yan talk about it. There is no legend about her in Pingchengfu, either she died early or she married far away.

Therefore, the young master Ying in front of him is not on the gossip book of the Fu Palace. If there was such a zhilan orchid tree in the Fu Palace, the girls in Pingcheng Palace would not have known it.

Yan Xuehuai looked at the boy thinking, and the boy was also looking at Yan Xuehuai, but his eyes were a little bored: "The three of you are so confused and talking nonsense. What do you mean?"

Yan Xuehuai laughed twice and said, "You are so embarrassed to ask us what we mean? You obviously want to keep us for money to buy the road, but you are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue."

As soon as she finished speaking, Pearl echoed loudly: "That's right, are you bandits? You are robbers in broad daylight. Are you still human? You have seen shameless people, but you have never seen shameless people like you, I'm gonna!"

After all, the boy was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and his cultivation skills were still a little poor. Moreover, this was the first time he had met someone who spoke badly like Yan Xuehuai and Zhenzhu since he was a child.

The boy suddenly felt like a scholar met a soldier and couldn't speak.

"You you."

Yan Xuehuai immediately imitated his tone and said, "You and your father are planting loquat trees!"

"You, you." The boy was so angry that his face turned red, and the fairy aura just now disappeared.

Yan Xuehuai was very satisfied. This is how to be down-to-earth, a boy.

"You are not allowed to leave, I am not allowed to stop them!" the boy ordered.

The nun, who was called Nan Gu, had already wanted to take action. Before the young man finished speaking, she rushed towards Yan Xuehuai like an arrow.

Yan Xuehuai pulled Xu Kun and ran away. Nan Gu reached out to grab her hair. Pearl waved her hand and punched her in the nose.

Nan Gu was stunned. Yan Xuehuai and Xu Kun had already run far away. Zhenzhu grinned at her: "What's the right way to bully the little girl? If you have the ability, you can hit me, beat me!"

Nan Gu was furious and bleeding from his nose. She reached out to slap Zhenzhu in the face. Zhenzhu's body flashed and pulled off Nan Gu's monk's hat, revealing his bare head. The head was flat and there was no scar.

Pearl screamed: "So it's a fake nun!"

In fact, monks without precept scars are still monks, but they have not received precepts, not all of them are fake. However, when Pearl called this, Nan Gu felt as if she was stepping on her feet and was madly storming at Pearl.

From the first time Nan Gu took action, Zhenzhu saw that Nan Gu had learned martial arts, but he had only learned the basics. He had a little more brute force than ordinary women. In terms of coping experience, Zhenzhu felt that Nan Gu was not as good as Yan Xuehuai.

Miss Yan is really amazing. When she beat someone with a big stick, she is like she is in a battle. She doesn't seem to have any tricks, but she will be sure of each other and there is no room for her. If Pearl hadn't learned about the Yan family's family background, he would have thought that the future Seventh Lady would have grown up in a fight.

Compared to Yan Xuehuai, Nan Gu is like a stupid bull with only a fancy air. Pearl is a little worried about her, worried that she would fall to death by herself with too much force.

Seeing that Yan Xuehuai and Xu Kun had run away, Pearl finally got to the point.

He made a flaw and Nangu punched him and Pearl fell to the ground.

"I've killed someone, I've killed someone, help me!"

Pearl rolled her eyes, her screams getting smaller and smaller, and she finally became as angry as a fucking spring.

Seeing this, the boy ran over and asked, "Nan Gu, he is..."

Nan Gu looked at her fist. Has she achieved great success in her magical skills? She killed someone with one punch?

The boy subconsciously looked in the direction where the other two escaped and said to Nan Gu: "What's wrong with these three people, you go and catch up with them."

Only then did Nangu realize that he ran to chase after him, but there was no trace of the two people.
Chapter completed!