Conquering the country and seeking the empress

Chapter 48 Good looking, refugee

"This style is good, but this jade is hard to say."

The deep and mellow voice rang in Mo Jincheng's ears with a kind of charm; Mo Jincheng looked up at Di Xi, his fair skin and a charming face were written lightly; A complete dude.

"Mr. Mo, if you want to give it to your sweetheart, this jade will only lower your taste." As Di Xi said, with a movement of his slender jade hand, the jade hairpin was already broken.

Mo Jincheng was expressionless. She could already see the inferior quality of this jade hairpin, so she didn't think about buying it, but she didn't expect anyone to be one step ahead of her.

Seeing that Di Xi had broken the jade hairpin, the boss's expression changed slightly, he pointed at the two of them with a heartbroken face and said, "You don't need to make such a fuss if you don't want to buy it, my jade hairpin!"

The boss was very distressed, and wanted to say something, a royal blue money bag had arrived in front of him; the boss looked at the money bag which he opened at a loss, and smiled instantly after seeing the silver inside.

"If you two like it, you can look around and have a look." The boss ran into the back hall holding a bag of money.

Mo Jincheng stared at Di Xi with his alienated eyes, and his eyes were facing each other. There was no emotion in one eye, and although there was a smile in the corner of the other eye, the depth in the eyes made people dare not look directly at him.

"Mo Jincheng, you are so pretty."

Suddenly, the corners of Di Xi's mouth curled up with an intoxicating charm.

"Prince, you can't talk nonsense. If you don't, it will be bad if you are misunderstood." Mo Jincheng said coldly, but the person had already bypassed him and walked towards the door; when passing by Zhaoding, Mo Jincheng The corner of Jincheng's mouth twitched lightly, brushing past him in an unclear manner.

Zhao Ding lowered his head until the person left, then he raised his head to look at his leaving back, the panic in his heart couldn't be calmed for a moment; this person was more terrifying than his father.

Thinking of the sight of her licking blood on the sword, Zhaoding's back felt inexplicably cold; he was really lucky to be alive that day.

"Master!" Looking at his father's thoughtful appearance, Zhao Ding couldn't help but remind him that Mr. Mo has already left, so he doesn't have to guard the shop anymore!
The streets are crowded with people, and the sun shines on the imperial city, making it look very sacred; Mu Country is a country with many mountains and waters. Although the geography is not very vast, it has abundant water resources and many products. Therefore, this place is regarded as a piece of meat. People stare.

The five countries coexist, but there are three countries with great strength; the Mu country and the North Yi country are weak, and the reason why they were not annexed is because the three countries are restrained by each other, and no one wants other countries to be stronger than themselves. The coexistence of five countries.

Even though Di Xi wanted to conquer Mu Kingdom, she missed a piece of Gong Chenyu.

……

Mo Jincheng guessed right. Zhou Juefeng, who was sent there, was attacked by a surprise attack because of his arrogance. In addition to the brute force attack, the 1 people he took away were less than [-]. Even so, But still successfully rushed to the bandit's lair.

However, Zhou Juefeng was self-willed and slaughtered more than 8000 bandits without authorization; blood flowed into rivers on the hills and mountains, making the people in the nearby cities fearful, and some even packed up their bags and started fleeing.

On the muddy road, the trees were shaded; those women and scholars supported each other and walked limply; some elderly people aged seven to eighty years old had weak footsteps, as if they would fall down every minute; With sick and weak family members, walking with difficulty.

The old monk in white Gaza looked at this scene with his palms folded.

"Amitabha."

The old monk's voice was very low, which sounded very sad; he looked at the passers-by with vicissitudes of life, and finally sighed.

Sure enough, the evil star is still alive, and the people who suffer will always be the common people. Thinking of this, the old monk's eyes are firm, he will not allow similar things to happen, even if it is death, he will get rid of him.

"Master, Master." At this moment, a young novice monk who looked only seven or eight years old ran over with a bag.

"Master, there is no more dry food." The little novice said, shaking the empty cloth bag.

This dry food was prepared by them when they came to Muguo. Now seeing many refugees who left their former residences, they gave them their dry food out of compassion.

"Thank you, Master, thank you, Master." A woman was full of gratitude, and bowed her body to the old monk, showing her piety; such a movement of the woman caused the nearby refugees to stagger close, and knelt down on the ground to kowtow to the old monk to thank him.

Seeing the people kowtow one after another, the old monk stretched out his hand to help them up.

"Amitabha, monks should use compassion to save the world; this old monk can only help so far, and I hope that all benefactors can overcome difficulties and live a happy life." The old monk sighed, looking at the refugees, his eyes full of vicissitudes. human mercy.

"Thank you, master, for the good words of the master." An old woman said gratefully; the old monk nodded to her, and the kindness on his face warmed the hearts of passers-by.

"I said Mingfan, look at what you, a good old man, did, those people! They are about to enshrine you as a Bodhisattva." Under the big tree, a man who suddenly appeared with a playful smile said; A beggar, with black and white hair disheveled, and a wheat-colored wrinkled face that looks like an old urchin.

"I said you old man, why haven't you left yet?" The little monk saw this old man again, and his immature face was full of displeasure.

"Clumsy." The voice of the old monk known as Ming Fan became more serious.

The clumsy little novice pouted, walked casually behind his master, and finally stuck out his tongue at the sloppy old man.

The sloppy old man just smiled. "If I leave, if you, master and apprentice, encounter any trouble, then you can't blame me."

That fool of his wants his life every moment!
"Benefactor Qi has a heart." Ming Fan said, but he couldn't tell whether it was a thank you or a sarcasm; he ordered Fan to travel all over the world, doing good deeds along the way, helping people with fortune telling, but in the end, he would end up with someone The fate of people chasing and killing.

This person is difficult to do!
"Hehe, Mingfan, what is the purpose of you going to Muguo? You and I know very well that it is a life after all. I just want to ask you, do you have the heart?" Qi Lao looked at Mingfan with piercing eyes, Ming Fan was slightly startled by that serious expression.

Finally Mingfan spoke with a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)