Chang'an Street, hundreds of lively streets are bustling with merchants of different clothes, and local indigenous people wandering around the streets. They lack entertainment programs, and they are full and scattered around and consume excess fat. Of course, there are also many lustful people who are staring around.

Most of the wolf friends are looking at plump women. Who says that this era is almost always popular with plump and richness? Personally, the fat and thin woman, the subtle and introverted aesthetics of beautiful ladies. Qin Shou likes slim types, and doesn’t like too plump and similar ones. Isn’t it so heavy to pick it up?

Look, even the aesthetic vision of beggars on the street has great connotations. The rich and beautiful beauty immediately greeted a whistle when she passed by. The camera hit the bamboo pole directly and welcomed it warmly. I hope to get the rich and beautiful beauty to turn back and smile. It would be okay if it was illegal to fantasize, right? The Tang Dynasty law strictly stipulated that beggars should not look at beautiful women?

When you meet a beggar at an aunt level, you will be full of voices. The plumpness exceeds the standard and surpass the aesthetic bottom line. Even if you throw a penny to give it to them, you will ignore it. Damn, I have the backbone of being a beggar! I won’t go against my conscience because an aunt who eats hormones will be slandered. If you give it for free, you will barely accept it.

This is an era from being elegant to plump, and dressing from restrained to open, but the most visual impact, most infectious and unforgettable are those beauties who do not have a fat or exceed the standard. Of course, the same old saying is still the same, and their personal aesthetics are different.

Most women in the street wear wide-sleeved short robes, long skirts on the floor, and wear clothes to embrace their waists, and decorate them with clothes. They also wear black hair and hair on their heads. When they walk, they flutter and wear jingles. They show the gentleness and charm of women now, graceful and tempting. Of course, there are also a group of wolves who follow closely.

After the Urban Management Office was abolished, the rampant hawkers on the street set up street stalls with headaches, and the ghost merchants in the Western Regions sold goods without quality assurance. After consumers bought them back, they were deceived and disappeared and went there to look for them. This is the end of greed for small gains.

The two little princesses, Xiaolao and Xiaoqinghe, appeared in the lively streets. Needless to ask, they must have been secretly coming out of the academy again. Xiaolao was originally going to find Qin Shou, but who knew that he was not at home when he went to Qin Mansion. The extremely depressed little lamb took Xiaoqinghe to wander.

Of course, the two little princesses are also indispensable to followers Li Zhi. Why can the two little princesses play without him? It is indeed a bit regrettable that Li Ke is missing from the fat sheep combination. As for Li Shen, the nerd who was deeply poisoned and chewed with the bookworms, it is purely hopeless.

Li Zhi, a fence-bearing man, said weakly: "Sister Ling, where are we going? Xiaozhi is so tired that he is. Look, Xiaozhi's legs are numb. Why don't we find a restaurant to sit in? Well, let's go to Qin's restaurant to rub him...ah."

The little lamb knocked Li Zhi's forehead with one hand. She was in an irritable mood and said, "Eat, you will know that you can eat all day long. You don't need to pay to go to the restaurant? If Xiaozhi pays for a treat, Sister Ling will definitely have no objection, and you agree with it immediately. How about it?"

Xiaoqinghe felt regretful when he didn't see Qin Shou. Seeing that the little lamb bullied Li Zhi again, he couldn't help but stop him and said, "Sister Ling. Don't bully Xiaozhi anymore. We've been hiking for so long. Why don't we go back to the restaurant? Xiaojing pays for a treat. What do you think, Sister Ling?"

The fence-bearing grass Li Zhi had a depressed expression. Every time the little lamb was in a bad mood, he was always injured. For this reason, the fence-bearing grass Li Zhi once asked himself, "This sheep eats grass and that grass is himself?" Then Shou Ge'er is the shepherd! Unfortunately, the shepherd is not here now."

When the little lamb nodded helplessly when he heard this, he held Xiao Qinghe aside with one hand and said boldly: "How can you spend money on Jingmei? There is a little rich man here, Xiaozhi, I'm hungry now, what do you think? Have you brought enough money? If you don't bring enough, Humph, wait to wash the dishes and make up for the count!"

Li Zhi, a fence-bearing man, pointed at himself with an incredible expression and said, "Ah? No? Sister Ling, why is it Xiaozhi again? Well, as long as Sister Ling, you are not a good person to kill Xiaozhi, you can barely rub it well. Brother Ke, Xiaozhi misses you."

As the little lamb's pink fist was shaking like a threat of force, Li Zhi, the fence-headed man, lowered his head and accepted it. This violent lamb is not so easy to talk to. If he dares to jump around, it is really a bit like fighting or sending it to the pharmacy. He has no right to resist under violence, and he can only follow the will of heaven.

The little lamb grabbed Li Zhi's collar with one hand and said without hesitation: "Xiaozhi, don't look like you lost your purse. You are a man, are you embarrassed to eat and drink with your sisters? You're gone, don't be too slow... Well? Let's go there and go to the restaurant!"

In the center of the lively street, a bald monk set up a tough forum, a picture that can distinguish famous chickens and deaths is placed aside. The stall is filled with rotten cobalt used to ask for vegetarian food, burning sandalwood on the street stalls, and tattered Fopus cross-legged with legs. It seems that it is obviously planning to fool people.

I saw that the man was extremely handsome, with a carved face as distinctive as a carved face, an extremely handsome face with edges and angular face. He had a pair of beautiful eyes from heaven and earth, clear but without any impurities, clear but bottomless, with a straight nose bridge, crystal-clear skin color as jade, and his lips with moderate thickness were muttering Buddha's words.

The robe of the dust-washing robe could not hide his extraordinary and handsomeness. His desolate appearance could not cover his shiny bald head. The shiny bald head was like a pearl, and it was like the teeth of fate that involved the bald lamb with a bald head. These coincidences seemed to be destined to be destined by God, and it was a sin!

The little lamb grabbed Li Zhi, a fence-headed man, and she walked to the monk's forum with a strong will. The little lamb, who has been nightmares recently, wanted to solve her dreams. As for those stinky Taoists, the little lamb has limited faith in her alchemy, and not to mention that Qin Shou revealed the secret of the elixir, his belief dropped directly to zero.

According to the little lamb's idea, instead of believing in the bull's nose that sells the fast-lived short-lived pill, it is better to believe in the bald bald party. At least the handsome pot monk in front of him is much more handsome than the bull's nose. Although he is hitting a wooden fish in his hand, his robe is in a bad state, but his handsomeness still cannot be concealed.

Li Zhi, a fence-bearing grass, looked crying and tears. Being dragged away by the little lamb does damage his identity. He couldn't help but beg for mercy and said, "Hey, Sister Ling, let go, let go, a gentleman doesn't move, don't pull and pull. What's the point? Let go quickly, Xiaozhi can't run away, Sister Ling."

Xiao Qinghe followed behind. Seeing Li Zhi's pitiful appearance on the fence, he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly. With this Sister Ling, Li Zhi was really unfortunate. His fate was bumpy. He was always bullied by the little lamb. Xiao Qinghe also admired and helped him. One was willing to beat the other one was willing to be beaten, what else could he say?

The little lamb walked up to the handsome monk, looked at the four words "Can you identify the famous chicken with a strange look, and muttered, "Can you identify the famous chicken? Hey, stinky monk, you are here to break the Buddha's name, can you interpret dreams? What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman? Hey. Ask you something!"

Bian Ji raised his head and looked at the little lamb with a stunning look. He was light white palace outfit, but the elegant part had a bit of dusty temperament. The wide skirt was winding behind him, and the black jade-like black hair was simply tied with a flying fairy bun. A few plump and round pearls were randomly embellished between the hair, making the dark cloud-like hair look softer, brighter and more moist, and the beauty of the flowers was suspected to be like a lotus fairy out of the water.

It was not until the little lamb was impatient with his annoyance that he woke up from his stunning eyes and whispered with the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the female master of wet. The name of the poor and hateful Dharma is Bianji. The dream interpretation is actually a line of Duke Zhou. If the female master of wet seeks a solution, you can also go to Huichang Temple, Jinchengfang, northwest to seek a solution!"

The little lamb tilted his head and looked thoughtful, then shook his head and dispersed the thoughts of the mountains and rivers. He blinked his eyes and said curiously: "Jinchengfang Huichang Temple? It's too far away. If you don't go, you call it a chicken? What's the name of a Buddha? Will you really become a chicken? Can you turn into a chicken book? Well, let me take a look? It's beautiful and I'll give you a penny!"

Black lines appeared on Bian Ji's face. This beautiful lady Loli was so evil. She actually called herself a chicken? She was obviously a human being. Bian Ji twitched his lips, and he looked like he was scattering his robe. If it weren't for the fact that he had set up a stall to make money on the first day, Bian Ji would have really meant to be scattered.

The stall that I had been setting up for a day, my butt was sore, and my feet were numb. Not only did I not come to listen to Buddhist scriptures, but I didn’t even give me a penny of oil and water. I set up a stall to fool the world, and I was deceived and it would be better to live a smooth life, right? I didn’t expect that the lady who had a good start was here to make trouble!

Li Zhi, a fence-bearing man, slapped his forehead with one hand, and said with an expression of impressing you, "Sister Ling, it's Bian Ji, Xiao Zhi has subdued you. Look, Dashi's face is full of black lines. If you can identify a famous chicken, it's Bian Ji, but it's the same. Bian Ji, Bian Ji, is equivalent to turning into a chicken, and it's quite harmonious!"

Xiao Qinghe heard the words of Li Zhi in the fence, Xiumei couldn't help but frown slightly, and scolded Li Zhi in the fence: "Xiaozhi, don't be rude. Sister Ling, let's go. It's getting late. There is no need to waste time here. It's better to go to the restaurant to rest for a while. Maybe..."

The little lamb interrupted Xiao Qinghe with one hand and said playfully: "Hey, sister Xiao Jing, don't worry, since a game has come, listen to him and see if there is any real material or something. Hey, hey, hey, hey, will he look at palmaring?"

Bian Ji looked black, and the little lamb was really talking more and more. When Bian Ji saw the clothes the little lamb and the others were wearing, he knew that it was either rich or noble. When he saw the little lamb's arrogant arrogance, he couldn't help but feel the intention of rectifying the problem, so he didn't think about the sham village or something.

Bian Ji put his hands together and whispered the Buddha's name to cheat his father, and said slowly with confidence: "Amitabha, poor and hate are not talented, and the opponent has some experience. If the female wet master does not dislike it, you can try it out and you will know that the female wet master is nicknamed Bian Ji. Once you go, you will know that it is not a false reputation. The female wet master, please!"

Bian Ji didn't know that it was definitely a mistake for him to meet the little lamb in this life, and it was the biggest fatal mistake now, because the future prince consort of the little lamb in this life was not a stupid cuckold, but Qin Shou, who was insidiously competing with the people of Changsun Yin, and it was not an exaggeration to call him a beast.

A four-wheeled carriage walked slowly, and Guangzong Yaozu and the four of them rode horses in front of them. There were too many people in the center of the lively street. If there were no Guangzong Yaozu and the four of them were guided by the road, it would be difficult for Qin Shou's carriage to move forward. Chang'an City is an imperial city and also a commercial kingdom. There are countless merchants from all over the world.

Qin Shou felt restless while sitting in the carriage, as if he felt something was going to happen. The feeling of being so panicked was really uncomfortable. Qin Shou didn't know if it was because of the underwear incident that Su Ye made a mistake that almost made him look ugly.

Qin Shou was so nervous that he was uneasy. The shouts and shouts outside were even more irritating. Just when Qin Shou was restless, Qin Guang's voice suddenly came: "Young Master, Young Master, Little Lamb Princess and Xiao Qinghe Princess are on the street, and they are talking to a monk who doesn't know what to say. Young Master, are you going to go there?"

When Qin Shou heard Qin Guang's words, he was stunned and said without reacting: "Little Lamb? And Xiao Qinghe? Chat with...what? I'm going to chat with a monk? I'm going to be wrong. I'm going to be wrong. Stop, stop immediately! Guang Zong Yaozu. I'm going to search the guys and prepare to fight!"

The feeling of being restless and panic is not an underwear incident, but the little lamb's damn bald head control recurrence has arrived. Qin Shou, who is the first to eliminate all chances, is to keep his history true or false. If there is a real person or something, breaking his limbs and saying that the flower-hearted monk is the most annoying!

The angry Qin Shou shook off the curtain of the carriage with one hand and saw the little lamb stretching out his hand as soon as he came out. A handsome monk actually touched the little lamb's jade hand. The little lamb who was giggling was very happy. Such accidental encounters really made Qin Shouhuo angry as ten feet high.

What made Qin Shou vomit blood was that after the little lamb was eaten by someone, he instigated Xiao Qinghe to reach out to eat tofu for others. This made Qin Shou so angry that he couldn't hide his anger. Guangzong Yaozu and the four of them quickly got off the horse. After seeing Qin Shou's rampage, they picked up the iron stick they carried at any time and prepared to start beating.

Isn’t it just a big word for the four signatures of famous chicken? Qin Shou did not expect that history had taken one step, and took one step ahead of time. This made Qin Shou feel scared and glad that since he discovered that he would definitely not let it go easily. Moreover, he still wants to eat Xiaoqinghe’s tofu now, so uncle and aunt can’t bear it!

Qin Shou was so angry that his lungs almost exploded, and his eyes roared with fire: "Bold, you dare to touch your life, little lamb!! Humph, okay, Guangzong Yaozu, go ahead, grab the flower-hearted monk, beat me hard, break my five limbs and give me a reward!"

"Yes, young master!" After hearing Qin Shou's words, the four Guangzong Yaozu's eyes showed bloodthirsty ruthlessness, screaming and waving the steel stick in their hands. The fierce expression scared passers-by and made a spacious road one after another. It is a rare event to commit crimes with weapons in broad daylight.

Xiao Qinghe, who had just been persuaded by the little lamb, suddenly was startled when he heard Qin Shou's loud shout. When Bian Ji was about to come up, he immediately shrank back. Turning his head and saw Qin Shou's first shocked and then full of shame, as if he had done something wrong, because Qin Shou's face was really ugly at this time.

When the little lamb heard Qin Shou's angry roar, he also had a surprised and joyful expression on his face. He turned his head and cried out softly, "Brother Shou? The little lamb is here... Huh? Guangzong Yaozu, what are you doing? Hey, what are you doing? Hey, don't do it randomly, ah."

Before the little lamb could finish his words, Guangzong Yaozu and the four of them had already rushed past Xiaolao. The four of them raised their steel sticks in their hands and rushed towards Bian Ji who was stunned. At this time, Bian Ji was indeed stunned. He set up a stall. As for provoking the evil spirits to come to revenge and beat him?

Bian Ji was pale and saw the four Guangzong Yaozu rushing over, and his feet, which had been sitting all day long, were really hard to stand up. Bian Ji said with a frightened expression: "You, you. What do you want to do? Ah donor, why do you beat people randomly? Ah do you still beat them? Ah, are you angry!"

Bian Ji broke his hands under the beating of Guangzong Yaozu and the four men. His soft hands were completely useless. Bian Ji, who was unwilling to fight for nothing, rose up and resisted. When he became a monk, he had learned a few three-legged cat skills. He just kicked and immediately came to fight with four sticks. There was a very crisp sound of broken bones.

Qin Guang smiled with a hideous smile, licked his lips bloodthirsty, cursed Bian Ji and said, "Fuck you, it's reasonable to beat someone, it's guilty to resist, and beat him up. Qin Zong, Qin Yao, Qin Zu, beat me hard. You're so cute. The young master said, "Here's the guy's five limbs, huh? Where is the fifth limb?"

Bingbing banged Bian Ji screamed and rolled all over the ground. His limbs were already beaten to change shape under the strong steel sticks of Guangzong Yaozu. The sound of the inhumane steel sticks was so heavy that they hit him. Bian Ji fainted in pain and woke up again. In the blink of an eye, he fainted again. He repeated this several times and finally inhaled more and vented less.

The little lamb's face was so scared that it was pale and bloodless. At this time, Bian Ji had already fainted completely. He let the four Guangzong Yaozu beat him without any sign of waking up. He fell into a pool of blood inhumanely, and a pool of shocking blood was leaking out of his limbs, which made people panic.

The little lamb really couldn't bear it anymore, so he pulled away the unconscious Guangzong Yaozu and scolded loudly, "Stop, Guangzong Yaozu, what are you doing? Everyone was beaten to death, why don't you stop, Shou Ge'er, what are you doing? Why don't you tell them to stop!"

"Shou, Brother Shou..." Xiao Qinghe looked at Qin Shou with a pale expression on his face and frightened to look at Qin Shou with ugly faces. She didn't know why Qin Shou looked ugly, nor did she know why he was so angry, especially when she saw Qin Shou brushing away the little lamb indifferently, Xiao Qinghe couldn't help but be surprised.

"Ah Brother Shou, you..." The little lamb stood unsteadily and fell directly to the ground while Qin Shou was struggling to break away. Her hands were worn and bleeding, and she looked at Qin Shou with tears in her eyes. But Qin Shou seemed to be determined not to think about it and didn't look at the little lamb. He walked past the little lamb ruthlessly, which made the little lamb cry with sadness and grievance.

The fence-headed man Li Zhi swallowed his saliva with difficulty. When Qin Shou came over, he immediately jumped aside to give way, because Qin Shou's face was ugly at this time, and it was difficult to see what made him scared, especially when he saw the Bian Ji lying in a pool of blood. Well, the fence-headed man Li Zhi had a sense of what violent beatings meant.

Seeing that Bian Ji had entered a state of fake death, Qin Guang reached out to stop Qin Zong, Qin Yao and Qin Zu, and turned around and said, "Young Master, this little monk is almost the same as death. Even if he doesn't die, he will probably be a disabled person. His limbs and hand bones are broken. That, Young Master, where is the fifth limb?"

Qin Shou looked at Bian Ji who was pretending to die indifferently, and his anger disappeared, and said, "Well, stay for the fifth limb for the time being, wait and see his expression in the future. Can the dead skinheads identify the famous chicken? I want you to become a dead chicken! Oh, I thought you wouldn't show up, and you have no way to hell, you just came to break into death!"

Qin Shou turned his head and looked at the little lamb who was crying with grievance, and shouted in annoyance: "Little lamb! You made me feel very disappointed, very disappointed, why are you crying? If this young master has not arrived, are you still planning to have a private meeting with him? Do you want this young master to prepare a bed for you...you!"

A crisp slap came from Qin Shou's face, and the angry little lamb suddenly started to hurt and slapped Qin Shou with his hand. After the slap, the little lamb also had an incredible expression on his face. His eyes were blurred with tears staring at Qin Shou, staring at his bright red blood palm prints.

Qin Shou had an incredible expression, and a buzzing sound like tinnitus came from his ears. He didn't expect that the little lamb would hit him, and he was so completely and ruthless. Qin Shou, who was full of anger, reached out and raised his hand and shouted angrily: "Okay, little lamb, do you dare to hit me?! You..."

The little lamb's wet and confused eyes showed disappointed eyes, his stubborn temper raised his heartbroken pretty face, and his hoarse voice shouted: "Bitch, you beat me, why don't you beat me? Shou Ge'er, Ling'er hates you so much, Ling'er, Ling'er doesn't want to see you anymore! Woo woo"

Qin Shou saw the little lamb's heartbroken pretty face, and his high palm could not be put in his hands for a long time. The little lamb suddenly turned around and ran away with tears. He covered his pretty face with both hands and ran away crying. Li Zhi, a fence-top girl, shouted that Sister Ling was chasing him. He was afraid of Qin Shou staying here.

Qin Shou touched her face that was slapped with one hand, and the bright red finger marks were clearly visible. This slap made Qin Shou feel sour. What does this mean? She had a reason to do something wrong herself? The more Qin Shou thought about it, the more angry he became. It was really unreasonable.
Chapter completed!