Tao Hao and his wife's expression changed drastically and they were very panicked. If the child in their arms had not been sick and drowsy, they would probably cry loudly at this moment.

"Young Master, what should I do?"

Tao Hao's words were filled with crying, and he had never experienced these things.

Chen Tang put on his hat and said, "You stay in the house first, I'll go out."

He swayed and rushed out.

Inside the room, the couple looked at each other in shock and doubt. Wu asked in a low voice: "My husband, Master Chen, you will have nothing to do."

Tao Hao forced himself to calm down: "He knows martial arts, so he should be fine."

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a "crackling" sound of hands coming from outside and the "Oh" call that followed.

It seems that Chen Tang has fought with the other party, so he doesn't know what the outcome is.

When describing an outstanding character, the word "both civil and military" is always used. Scholars from wealthy families can practice martial arts and boxing at the same time if they have the conditions. However, one-hearted and two-purpose will inevitably have an impact. Most scholars still focus on the imperial examination and fame. Some literati even think that martial artists are vulgar and are just martial artists, and they are disdainful to make friends.

Anyway, it is not easy to be both civil and military.

Before this, Tao Hao didn't even know Chen Tang Nengwu, thinking that he was what he learned later. It is conceivable that he could reach the level of his strength in such a short time. Kicking off a ruffian is not enough to explain the problem, and now there are a group of people outside.

Thinking of this, Tao Hao, who had no idea about this, was inevitably uneasy.

Swish!

But in a while, Chen Tang had already walked back, without any damage on his body, and the movements outside were silent.

Tao Hao couldn't help but open his eyes wide and asked in a daze: "The person outside?"

"He has been sent away."

Chen Tang smiled and said, "I am a reasoned person. If they come with IOUs, we will give money; but if the other party is arrogant and unreasonable, I can also use my fists to reason."

Tao Hao had never heard of such words before and could not speak for a long time.

Chen Tang said: "You will leave the city now and go to Chenjia Village. Wang Fu is there, and you will receive it."

"Okay, OK."

Tao Hao woke up and hurriedly left with his wife and children. Chenjiazhuang was very familiar with Wang Fu, and with this kind of relationship, he would definitely get along well. Although he didn't know what Chen Tang wanted to do, he had no choice when he arrived at this kind of field. Chen Tang could remember his past friendship, help him to save him from the fire and fire. Even if he went through fire and water, Tao Hao would be desperate.

Chen Tang followed him secretly and watched the family of three leave the city safely. Then he turned around and headed to Fushan Temple. As for Master Wu, he was just a few inexperienced people and didn't care much.

After delaying this time, Zhan Yangchun had already repaired Wuji's face. When he saw him coming, he reached out and handed it over.

Chen Tang took it, spread it on his hands, and observed it carefully. Seeing his facial features and eyebrows, his eyebrows were vivid, as if he had done a polishing and beauty, it became more and more active. Such things were originally of ingenuity.

Zhan Yangchun smiled and said, "It looks magical, but it is actually just made of secret techniques, Xiao Daoer."

Having said that, the proudness in words is still hard to hide.

Chen Tang asked: "Can all human skin be refined?"

Zhan Yangchun shook his head: "Of course not, you have to carefully select and choose the right one. Besides, taking the skin of a human being will harm the harmony of the world. We practitioners of Taoism will not do it."

"Then this?"

Chen Tang asked.

Zhan Yangchun said: "Materials such as painting skins are mainly obtained from Yaoxie, which are spoils."

After saying this, Chen Tang immediately understood. Those demons and monsters who turned into human bodies were covered with painted skins, but after they were killed, they showed their true colors and most of the skins they covered were destroyed.

Zhan Yangchun said again: "If evil spirits want to walk around the world and cover up their eyes and ears, they have to wear painted skins. In this regard, they are the real experts. However, their practice is quite bloody, with hearts and hearts, killing people to make pens, and embellishing literary spirits. The whole process is cruel and violent. The finished painted skins are often extremely handsome and can charm all living beings. It is foolish that the world is obviously demonic but thinks it is beautiful."

Chen Tang smiled: "It is difficult to see if there are painted skins covering it, and it is difficult for people to understand it."

Zhan Yangchun waved his hand: "If you don't talk about this, it's rare that you will come back. Let's have a drink and you treat me!"

"Okay, but there are still places for dinner in the city?"

"How could it not be?"

Zhan Yangchun bulged his eyes: "The most chaotic time has passed. Others are not Tan Madman, they can only burn, kill, loot. Now the person in charge still wants to stabilize the order. Of course, the rules of order must be formulated by them."

Chen Tang smiled and said, "You can see through it."

"I see through it and I'll get old."

Zhan Yangchun's tone was quite sighing: "I found myself becoming more and more like my uncles. I saw through the world and let him change the world and change the world; I care about the life and death of the people and the overturned people. We cultivators should be free and free and surpass them. If you want to control this, then you are not monks, but officials."

This statement elaborates on an extremely indifferent principle, which is also the core values ​​that Fushan Temple has always pursued.

Chen Tangran did not agree with his personality orientation. The so-called "cultivating oneself and managing the family and governing the world" was destined to participate to a great extent, rather than being alone.

Perhaps, this is the difference between becoming a monk and being a layman. Zhan Yangchun’s words can be regarded as extreme “egoism”, but Chen Tang would not say that he was wrong. There is a saying that goes: Only children will use the wrong right to distinguish their positions.

How can we simply use wrong methods to identify complex disputes?

However, there is always a sense of anger in my heart, and I can't calm down!

Chen Tang said suddenly: "Let's go, drink, I'll treat you."

"If you have to get it, you have to get it."

Zhan Yangchun smiled, but he hadn't had a good meal for a while.

When we arrived at Sihailou, this big restaurant was quite lively and there were endless guests.

I found a private room and ordered a table full of dishes. Chen Tang and Zhan Yangchun drank and had a happy meal.

After drinking and speaking, the table was full of chaos, and the two of them returned with great pleasure. At this moment, it was already nightfall and the moon was rising.

"Brother Chen, where are you staying tonight? There are no guest rooms in the Taoist temple."

Chen Tang replied: "I still have a house on Hanmo Street, so just clean up a little."

The house was vacant and not sold. Later, when he went to Jiangnan, he told Wang Fu to take care of it when he had time. Later, Wang Fu also ran away and heard that he had hired an old widow to live in it, but now he doesn't know what the situation is.

Chen Tang entered the city today, so he naturally had to go back to his former residence to take a look. He had no requirements for accommodation conditions, and his meditation luck suddenly passed by one night. He said goodbye to Zhan Yangchun and led the rouge horse to Hanmo Street. When he got there, he saw the street quiet, quiet and quiet, with only the crisp sound of horse hooves. Locust trees on both sides were lush with branches and leaves, like a huge umbrella with shadow Posha.

“Huh?”

When he arrived outside the door of the house, Chen Tang felt something, stopped and pressed the hilt of the sword.
Chapter completed!