Chapter 215: Untouchable

Chapter 215
"Master, have you changed your mind?"
Nangong Yuer doubts.
Just a big thunder, is it changing now?
"Remember, when I get there, I don't care about other things. You go to bring the ashes back in the temple."
Ning Hongtian Shen Sheng.
Nangong Yuer’s eyes suddenly brightened and he had already guessed what Ning Hongtian was going to do.
"Yes, small understanding!"
Ning’s face showed a sneer and retired.
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The left family of Zuo’s late husband, in the town of Qinghe, under the urban and rural areas, can be reached in two hours, but because the scenery along the road is quite beautiful, everyone pauses to enjoy the scenery, so until the evening, their team enters the small In the town, people in the town rarely see such a large luxury team, and their eyes are full of curiosity.
"Which big man is this, the beautiful carriage, and the girl riding the horse outside, too handsome!"
An aunt's envious way.
The girl she was referring to was a cold-faced, Li Mozhen with a dusty face.
Li Mozhen’s ear moved slightly and glanced at the aunt and ignored it.
"Oh, they seem to be going to the left house?"
"In that direction, apart from the left house, it is going up the mountain, or it may be going up the mountain."
Several village women stood together and whispered.
In the carriage.
Zuo Shi opened the curtain a little, whispered: "The broken house in front of me is the ancestral home of my late husband."
"Zhao Hu, you heard it."
Ning Qi nodded and shouted outside the carriage.
Zhao Hu waved his whip and smiled: "Get it!"
Under his control, the carriage slowly stopped at the edge of Qinghe Town, and a brick and tile fell almost at the door of the house. At this time, people from Qinghe Town came to this place and pointed at it.
"It's really going to the left house. I don't remember which big man the left family knows?"
"You really don't say that the kid in the left family was also a fighter. You may know several powerful friends in the capital."
"Hey, look, someone is coming down from the carriage."
A veteran who carries a hoe.
Ning Qi took the lead and got off the car, then took Xiaoyue and Zuo Linger.
"Good boy!"
Everyone was amazed.
Then there is the heart of four women.
"Good girl!"
Another amazement, many people's eyes have become fascinated.
When Zuo’s got off the carriage, everyone was shocked and his face changed.
"It’s back to Zuo!"
"No wonder, I heard people say that Zuo’s work in the Beijing Tulong waiting for the Houye is really shameless. It’s not long before the husband just died, and he couldn’t help it.

"I also heard that Hou Ye is already seven or eighty years old. As long as Zuo Shi is on the service, he will always enjoy the prosperity of his life!"
"I heard that Hou Ye is still a sadist..."
Everyone pointed and looked at Zuo’s eyes full of disdain.
"Young master, they said that you are seven or eighty years old."
Heart pity smirked.

The people here really like to talk about things.

Ning Qi touched his nose. Where is he 70 or 80 years old? Where is the sadism? It seems that someone deliberately spread rumors in his hometown that he is not good at his reputation.
Zuo's face is very white, listening to the fingers of the folks, the heart is not a taste, bungee, red eyes, tears rolling inside.
At this time, a 40-year-old peasant woman came out of her left house, holding a basin in her hand, behind her, followed by a dark, long, somewhat wretched middle-aged man.
When the peasant woman saw Zuo’s, she immediately screamed: "You wading this hoof, and your face is back?"
"Hey, what are you doing back, my brother is killed by you, it is difficult to grab the foundation of our left family!"
The wretched middle-aged man was angry.
"You are not allowed to say this to me!"
Zuo Linger jumped from Ning Qi’s arms and screamed in front of Zuo’s, and yelled at the two.
"My daughter is not so tutored! Losing you before, everyone is a show! I am!"
The peasant woman spit a slobber.
The wretched middle-aged man looked at Ning Qi and others, and his eyes stayed on Li Mozhen for a while. Then he said: "How? With so many people coming over, what are you going to do? I tell you, my left family. Things, you don’t want to move every minute!"
"Big Brother, I never thought about dividing the left family."
Zuo Shi took a cry.
"Do you know that you have no face? Oh, I thought I would climb up the Lauche Houye, can you come to me here?"
The wretched middle-aged man sneered.
"Bold!"
Zhao Hu shouted, the pale golden alien temper broke out from the body instantly, and the whole person was shrouded in a golden light, as if the gods were under the vanity.
"You, what do you want to do!"
The peasant woman was shocked by the middle-aged man, and walked back involuntarily, and stuttered in her mouth.
Light golden vindictive? Although the middle-aged people are not the same, they do not prevent him from hearing some rumors. It seems that only the fighting spirit of the Douzong is the pale gold...
When he thought of it, he suddenly panicked and his legs began to tremble.
"Come on! Someone wants to kill and kill! Come on!"
The peasant woman suddenly screamed loudly.
This sound seems to have passed the vindictive bonus. The people in Qinghe Town have heard that more and more people are coming over. Suddenly, the crowd is separated. An old man walks with more than a dozen guards. Come in.
"What! Who dares to come to Qinghe Town to make trouble!"
The peasant woman seemed to have seen the savior and shouted loudly: "Grandpa, take this monk and the dog she brought, they want to kill and kill!"
"It's you?"
The old man saw Zuo Shi, his face suddenly became cold, but when he saw the pale golden vindictiveness of Zhao Hu, he had a squat under his feet and fell directly to the ground.
The men around him quickly picked him up.
"Douzong? Is it a doctrine? How could it be a doctrine?"
The old man’s heartbeat speeded up, and he looked at Zhao Hu’s face with fear. He said with a slight respect:
This predecessor, I don’t know what happened to Qinghe Town?

Zhao Hu looked at him disdainfully and did not answer.
Ning Qi smiled and said: "Are you old in this place?"
When the old man saw Zhao Hu not talking, his heart was very flustered, and he quickly turned to Ning Qi: "It is a little old man."
Ning Qi smiled and said: "That's good, I am Ning Qi, Tu Longhou."
Dragon waiting! !
The old man heard the words, scared to kneel on the ground, the guard behind him, look at me, I look at you, and finally in the face of everyone.
"What? This little doll is a dragon waiting for a long time? Is it older than my family?"
"Isn't it said that the dragon is waiting for seven or eighty? It won't be a liar!"
"I don't see a liar..."
There are many people talking.