This made Chen Qiu narrow his eyes.

Zhang Lan is not good at martial arts.

Relying on his extraordinary talent, he was forced to send the 20th place in the list. Just looking at the world, Zhang Lan is also considered the second-rate master, and ordinary warriors are simply not close to him.

Not to mention that with the blessing of Xiaoyaoyou, he hit this guy.

But this monk Kongwu accurately hit Zhang Lan in several afterimages brought by Zhang Lan and knocked him back several feet. The martial arts of this young monk are definitely at the forefront of the human list.

"Ah! Tie Niu, you and I have a close relationship, so why should we help Chen Qiu!"

Zhang Lan stopped in place and shook her numb hands. The slutty man glared at the monk Kongwu who was standing in front of Shen Qiu.

"Please respect yourself, Mr. Zhang!"

Monk Kongwu looked serious and said:

"Young Master Chen Qiu is a guest of Master Mustard, not to mention that martial arts are not allowed in this Zen temple! Also, please call the little monk Kongwu, who is a monk.

Then don't call the names of the world."

"Oh, Tie Niu, you don't know how cunning Chen Qiu is."

Zhang Lan glared at Chen Qiu, and hummed and picked up Buddhist scriptures from the ground. He swayed the fan and said to Monk Kongwu: The fastest update is computer::/

"Don't play with him. You have to count the money if you are sold by him. This guy is very unlucky. Come with me quickly. Let's go to my house to distinguish the scriptures and preach. Wouldn't it be nice?"

"The little monk still won't go to Mr. Zhang."

Monk Kongwu politely refused:

"There are female relatives in the Gongzi room, and the little monk is inconvenient to disturb him."

"Zhang Lan, don't make a fuss in a crazy way."

Chen Qiu also spoke:

"Master Mustard Seed keeps you here because he means protection.

The incident that your Qijue Sect in Xiaoxiang is not over yet. If you walk out of this Zen temple, you might be tied back to the Western Regions by your brother.

Besides, you are so erratic. Isn’t it beautiful to read the scriptures with Master Mustard for three years and be steady?"

"You know nothing!"

Zhang Lan snorted.

He actually had no resentment towards Chen Qiu.

After all, eight months ago, Chen Qiu saved him from Zhang Chu.

He just felt that he and Shen Qiu had already had a life-long friendship, but Chen Qiu was not talking to him in front of those decent people, and he felt a little unhappy.

There are many ways to express kindness between people. For the arrogant Zhang Lan, fighting with Shen Qiu is also a heart-to-heart talk.

"You have had a big deal in Qilu and Liaodong."

Zhang Lan opened the folding fan with a silly sound and said to Chen Qiu:

"The news of the Northern Dynasty Festival being disrupted has been spread to Suzhou. You are also causing trouble everywhere, and anyone dares to provoke him. Chen Qiu, Chen Qiu, aren't you afraid of being so happy to kill you and take your head in Suzhou?"

"What's the point of being afraid of?"

Chen Qiu looked calm. He took off his hat and threw it to Xiao Tie behind him. He tilted the hair beside his face and said to Zhang Lan:

"Just like that night in Suzhou, if you don't move forward, you will die. What can I do?

Okay, let’s not talk about this anymore. I’ll apologize to you, Mr. Zhang Lan, okay? Take me to see Qingqing.”

“It’s almost the same.”

Seeing Chen Qiu apologizing, Zhang Lan looked at her complacent. He clamped the Buddhist scriptures and walked out of the warehouse with Kongwu, Chen Qiu, Xiao Tie.

As he walked, he said:

"During this period, Qingqing learned piano skills with Mustard Monk and painting with this young master. Your junior sister is really full of spiritual energy. Not only has she improved her piano skills, but she is also very talented when painting."

“That’s.”

Chen Qiu laughed and said with honor:

"My family, Qingqing, has a very talented academic talent. If you change your background, you will definitely be a talented woman of a generation."

As they spoke, they passed a garden and arrived at Zhang Lan's residence.

But before he got close, Chen Qiu's expression became weird.

Just now, Monk Kongwu said that Zhang Lan had female relatives here, and Chen Qiu thought he was talking about Qingqing.

But it's not.

In Zhang Lan's yard, there was a picturesque beauty in a long skirt playing the piano in the yard, and there were three beautiful girls next to her singing with the piano.

Seeing Zhang Lan walk into the yard, the four picturesque beauties came forward happily and asked about their well-being.

This scene made Chen Qiu and Xiao Tie stunned.

He turned his head and looked at Monk Kongwu who closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, and he asked:

"Why are there so many women in this pure Buddhist place? Master Mustard Seed doesn't care? Just let Zhang Lan do it like this?"

"Amitabha, Master Mustard Seed is not careless, he has no choice."

Monk Kongwu was also confused. He looked at the girls beside Zhang Lan and said softly:

"These female donors are all old people in the house of Mr. Zhang Lan.

During the Battle of Suzhou, they were captured by the demon cult. Fortunately, the decent people rescued them, but after they were rescued, they had nowhere to go.

These female donors are pitiful people. They have no relatives at home and do not have children on weekdays. The raised five fingers are not touched by spring water. If they don’t care, they will probably fall into the fireworks and willow alleys and suffer from the world.

They learned that Mr. Zhang Lan was in the Zen Temple, so they rushed here to continue serving."

The young monk sighed and said:

"Young Master Zhang Lan is also a passionate person.

He took good care of these female donors and went to ask uncle Mustard Seed to allow these women to stay by his side.

Young Master Chen didn't know that, May a few months ago, there were 12 female donors in this yard, which was noisy all day long, making the entire Zen temple smoky.

The two uncles persuaded each other repeatedly, so Mr. Zhang Lan had to find a good family for them.

Eight of them were married one after another, but the remaining four female donors were deeply in love with Mr. Zhang and were unwilling to leave.

Fortunately, the remaining female donors are not troublemakers.

I stay in the yard every day, occasionally do some vegetarian food, and can help clean the Zen temple and take care of the Qingqing girl. Master Mustard Seed let it go."

Chen Qiu nodded.

He had heard the demon Chen Lan say that Zhang Lan is a passionate seed and can't stand the woman suffering.

Now when I see it, it turns out to be so.

Xihua Gongzi is not a useless guy. Judging from his intimate relationship with those women, he should be cared for with care on weekdays.

"It's just that there is a woman in this pure Buddhist place."

Monk Kongwu said again:

"The uncle asked Mr. Zhang Lan to hire craftsmen to build a small yard outside the Zen temple for them to live in. Miss Qingqing has also lived there recently."

While talking, Qingqing, who was painting in the room, heard the sound and grabbed the brush and walked out.

At first glance, Qingqing exclaimed, and pointed her toes like a willow in the wind, rushing towards her.

The junior sister screamed and rushed into Chen Qiu's arms. Chen Qiu also opened her arms and picked her up.

This girl rubbed her senior brother's chest, just like a kitten, and she said happily:

"Senior brother and Xiao Tie are finally back!
Chapter completed!