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Chapter 502 The Shriveled Kumozhi

In a blink of an eye, it is the ninth day of the ninth month.

Heroes and heroes from all directions arrived one after another. Although there were many monks in Shaolin Temple, they were in a hurry and there were many uninvited people, so they couldn't help but be in a hurry.

Fortunately, Master Xuanjing, the first in Zhiguan, was a manager and talented man. The temple was full of wealth and the materials were accumulated. The monks received the heroes under the Xuanjing assignment, but they did not rudely.

Xuanci and others welcomed the guests, and had no time to screen people to discuss specific matters, so they could only think of "the soldiers come to block them, and the water comes to cover them."

Just as the Shaolin monks were welcomed by the guests, a laugh came from outside the hall: "Abbot Xuanci, the little monk is back, and I'm going to see the fun in the temple. I wonder if I can welcome it?"

When Xuanci and others saw that it was Jiumozhi, their faces became a little ugly. They thought that the other party was fighting fiercely in Shaolin Temple a few days ago. If Xu Zhu had not taken action in time, they would have been afraid that the hundreds of years of reputation of Shaolin Temple would be destroyed by him. They were naturally displeased with this monk, but now they could not expel him from the temple in front of the heroes. They could only order the monk to arrange a seat for Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi laughed and was about to sit down, but suddenly he glanced at a figure from the corner of his eyes. He immediately walked a little faster and walked to the man, happily saying, "Young Master Duan, the little monk said that you and I have a fate, but I didn't expect to meet again!"

Duan Yu looked at him coldly and said, "If you, a monk, today, were not in this Grand Palace, I would have to make you look good."

After spending time together, not only did Wang Yuyan be his half-sister, but he was greatly hit, but after knowing that Wang Yuyan was also obsessed with Yang Guo, he felt that he was about to split. When talking about Xiaolongnu and trying to provoke her, Wang Yuyan not only didn't mind, but also repeatedly said good things for Yang Guo, which made Duan Yu suffer a great blow and his mood became particularly gloomy.

Therefore, when Jiumozhi came to provoke him, he couldn't help but retort with cold words.

Jiumozhi was surprised and did not expect Duan Yu to speak to him in this tone. You must know that when he captured him and tortured him, the other party might scold him, but he did not speak as coldly as he did today.

"Haha, it seems that Mr. Duan is in a bad mood. That little monk is coming to visit again next day!"

After saying that, Jiumozhi retreated to the distance and sat down calmly.

Beside Duan Yu, behind Duan Zhengchun, Wang Yuyan, who looked quite rich, was looking forward to looking for the figure of her lover. Suddenly, she saw a familiar face from the group of monks, immediately met and called softly: "Mr. Xu Zhu!"

Xu Zhu looked at the noble young master in front of him, and he had not recognized her identity for a while. It was not until Wang Yuyan revealed her identity that he realized it.

"It turns out it's Miss Wang, who is guilty, but the little monk didn't recognize you!"

Wang Yuyan knew about his relationship with Yang Guo and had a good impression of him, but when she saw his outfit, she suddenly felt strange: "Mr. Xu Zhu, have you become a monk again?"

Xu Zhu smiled bitterly and said, "The little monk is now a sinful person. As for the identity of a Buddhist disciple, I am afraid there will be no hope again!"

How can I obtain the Dharma of both worlds and not let you down?

He neither wanted to let down the girl in his dream, nor did he want to lose his thoughts of becoming a monk. He suffered a lot all day long and was very troubled. Fortunately, Xuanci had already driven him out of Shaolin, and finally he could fulfill his wish before the Shaolin Conference. Before leaving, he could do his best to help Shaolin overcome the difficulties.

Wang Yuyan didn't understand what he meant, so she asked immediately, "Mr. Xu Zhu, Yang... Brother Yang is here? He said he would come, but I can't find him. Have you ever seen him?"

Xu Zhu shook his head and said, "My uncle has not arrived in Shaolin yet, but I think I should have arrived today. Miss Wang please wait aside."

"Okay! But if you see Brother Yang, you must tell him that I'll wait for him in the hall."

Wang Yuyan couldn't help but feel longing for Yang Guo in her heart and said with courage.

Xu Zhu smiled slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little envy in her heart, and said, "Don't worry, Miss Wang, if I see Uncle Master, I will tell him."

With Xu Zhu's approval, Wang Yuyan returned to her mother happily.

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Li Qingluo glanced at her worthless daughter and shook her head helplessly.

On the other side, Qin Hongmian couldn't help but snorted coldly when she saw this scene, "Little vixen!"

Although her voice was small, how could she avoid the ears and ears of the people around her? Li Qingluo's face suddenly turned cold and said, "If you have the surname Qin, don't force me to embarrass you in front of the heroes in the world!"

Qin Hongmian was a hot-hearted person who drew his sword whenever he had disagreement. How could he be so aroused by her? He immediately grabbed the Shura Sword on his waist and said angrily: "Am I still afraid of you?"

It would be fine if her own daughter had a good relationship with Yang Guo, but she didn't expect that Li Qingluo's daughter would have shameless affair with Yang Guo. In addition, she and Li Qingluo were not dealing with each other, so she naturally took her anger on Wang Yuyan, thinking that her daughter was in front of her, wasn't the other party considered a vixen?

Seeing that the two girls were fighting, Duan Zhengchun was also shocked and quickly persuaded her. After a lot of effort, she persuaded her to stop fighting. At the same time, she secretly blamed Yang Guo. Although Duan Zhengchun had many daughters, two of them had something to do with each other. How many fathers in the world can let go?

However, he has never fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, so he has no say in front of his two daughters.

It's okay for Wang Yuyan, at least she can call herself a father, but he really has no way to do with Mu Wanqing.

Looking at the two quarreling daughters, Ruan Xingzhu secretly found it funny, but after laughing for a while, she was a little stunned. It was good that she had two daughters. Although the eldest daughter Azhu left with the Xiao Feng, she still had a younger daughter A Zi drifting away.

"A Zi, A Zi, don't cause trouble for your mother, and you're also entangled with the boy named Yang."

Ruan Xingzhu kept praying in her heart.

But soon, her mind turned a corner and thought, "No, Qin Hongmian and Li Qingluo have become Duan Lang's concubines, and this matter seems to be related to the boy named Yang. Could it be that these two shameless women earned their happiness by selling their daughters?"

Ruan Xingzhu was quick-witted and eloquent, so she always made Duan Zhengchun happy, so she also got a lot of news from him.

She knew how Qin Hongmian married into the Zhennan Prince's Mansion, but Li Qingluo's origin was a little unclear.

After several inquiries along the way, she only learned from the side that Wang Yuyan originally liked her cousin, but later she fell in love with Yang Guo. Then Li Qingluo took Wang Yuyan to Dali for no reason to find relatives, and then married into the Zhennan Prince's Mansion. This matter was too coincidental and bizarre.
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