The footsteps of "Bada~Bada~" gradually came, and there were even "silent..." voices around.

The watery and beautiful Qianji was trembling all over. It was obvious that there were more than one or two people coming to the other party but a large group.

Suddenly, waves of despair rose from her heart.

With determination in her big show, she looked at her sister Sheng Ji and nodded fiercely.

"Sister Qianji, Sister Shengji, can you help me get my clothes..."

But at this time, the handsome prince and angel of the Ming Dynasty, who was as handsome as a Buddhist son on earth, actually asked for clothes!

Qian Ji was almost angry, and she wanted to say: Your Highness, stop making trouble!

But before she could speak, the highness seemed to be helpless: "Sister Qianji, even if I want to run away, I have to wear some clothes, right?"

This sentence made Qian Ji even more angry. Life is more important or clothing is more important!

If the head of the family had not been promoted to the family's honor and disgrace, Qian Ji really wanted to leave this highness behind at this time.

But her sister, Seung-ji, hesitated for a moment, took a towel and a gorgeous coat and placed it on the rock.

"Don't panic, just follow me and wait for you and you won't hurt you..."

Qianji's heart was raised again because she heard the sound of the fence being broken.

The voice came again, and seemed to be very confident.

It was also at this time that Qianji felt someone standing behind her back, and then she heard the voice of the Your Highness again.

"Fat Dragon! If you don't take down these idiots, I'll cut you down!"

Then Qian Ji heard a "crackling" sound from outside the screen.

Then there was the dull fist and the sound of the stick hitting the person, and there were waves of wailings coming with this sound...

"Young Master, you can't be unreasonable. You are not wearing clothes just now! Miss Miao'an and Princess He are here again, so how dare we get close!"

The person outside the screen wailed: "We have already approached them and we will definitely not be able to enter your tabernacle."

"No matter! Bald, your monthly bonus is gone!"

Zhang Lun was wearing his clothes angrily, but heard a sigh from outside.

Then there were even more violent slams, screams, and various Ming-Chinese curses...

At Qianji, Shengji was stunned and Zhang Lun rolled his eyes and said loudly: "These people can vent their anger for you, but they are not allowed to be beaten to death!"

While talking, Miaoan and Ashikari had already gotten up from the hot spring pool with a smile, and dressed under the rush of Chihime.

Outside the screen, there were sounds of beatings from the punches, and they were so wailing that they couldn't even shout.

I think those assassins are now being taken to vent their anger by Feilong, and they should be beaten quite miserably...

The next day, the general of the conquering the barbarians issued another report to the world.

The word "Soshikawa's traitors do not want to repent, resist the order, and intend to assassinate the angel of the prefecture.

The main culprit and the accomplice retainer have been captured, and they were also asked to cut off their caesarean section to serve as a warning.

His subordinates are not allowed to request pardon and order the clan to be punished!

The nobles who went to Kyoto to watch the ceremony found that almost all of these assassins were beaten into human form.

My head is basically like a pig's head, and I can't wear clothes.

Performing a fan cut, the fingers were trembling like level 10 cerebral palsy...

Zhang Lun sighed, why didn’t these Fusang people make any progress?

Everyone knows that assassination of himself will definitely cause severe damage to Old Ashikaga, and at this time he goes to the hot springs himself.

Don't they realize this is a trap?! They still have to get in...

If Hattori Hansan, who was crawling in front of Zhang Lun, knew what Zhang Lun was thinking, he would only sigh and be speechless.

Your Highness, do you really think they don’t know?!

But do they have other options?!

What else can they do besides trying hard to find a life in this opportunity?

"You said, Honanji Renru wants to see me?"

Zhang Lun was a little confused. What was this monk going to do to see him?! I advised him to become a monk?!

Hattori lowered his head and smiled bitterly. Can you add the suffix of "Master"?

I thought so in my heart and explained it to Zhang Lun, and then Zhang Lun understood the complex and magical relationship structure of Fusang.

This Fusang monk is not only a monk but also a major force, and has been armed since decades ago.

They almost became a real "land of Buddha" and Honan Temple had become a huge force in the hands of Lianru.

So this is why Oda Nobunaga later launched an attack on Honanji in the name of asking for military expenses.

What Zhang Lun didn't even know was that this Honganji Renru should have caught a cold last year in history.

But he has lived to this point and is here to meet him, which is also a small change brought by his butterfly.

Of course, Zhang Lu met him because he learned through Hattori that Lian Ru is now the spiritual leader of almost half of the people in Fusang.

Such a person must be seen. As the saying goes, there must be something to ask for by others.

Since you have something to ask for, you must have something to rely on.

Of course, Lian Ru had something to ask for, and he had to come and ask for something.

Although Lian Ru had already discovered the signs of trouble among the people below, she not only communicated with the major names.

He also issued a "guardian" law order that "no slandering national laws, no slandering Buddhism, no slandering the land."

Lan and this is useless. The East China Sea, the North China, the Four Kingdoms... are full of forces from the Clan everywhere. They are all actively causing trouble.

The daimyos were already very dissatisfied and had begun to organize and exterminate Yixiangzong in their territory.

The old monk is over 80 years old this year, so why do you still have to run from Osaka to Kyoto to come to see Zhang Lun?!

It’s not because the names are sharpening their knives now.

If he didn't find a backer, the old monk was worried that his believers would be wiped out as rebels.

After the believers have wiped out, they will definitely have to slash Yixiangzong with the next knife. How can the old monk not be in a hurry?

"The old monk has met the angel in court..." Zhang Lun met the old monk in the imperial court.

But it’s really true. This old monk has a kind-hearted and pure black cassock, but he really looks like a Taoist monk.

The two young monks who followed him were also pretty, at least they were much better than most malnourished Fuzona tickets.

Zhang Lun naturally couldn't let this old monk worship him. No matter what, where is he putting his age?

At least there is someone who respects the elderly and loves the young, so he quickly helped him up and said that the master does not need to be too polite.

After the old monk was placed, Miaoan was already boiling water and making tea in plain clothes.

Ashikazu was accompanying Zhang Lun, with a smile on his face and dignified appearance.

Zhang Lun was calm and began to ask the old monk for teaching Buddhism. The old monk, who was in his eighties, naturally became calm and calm.

The old and the young are so enthusiastic but actually have no nutrition to compete with each other. The old monk wants to turn to the topic a few times.

However, Zhang Lun was too cunning. He asked for the annotation of the "Pan Zhou Samadhi Sutra" and then asked about the "Commentary on the Sutra of Amitabha Buddha".

The old monk still has to pay attention to you, you are the master! If you don’t explain the Dharma, are you still the master?!

Until Miao'an tea had been changed four times, Lian Ru, who couldn't bear it, gave Zhang Lu a bitter smile.

"Your Highness, don't make things difficult for the old monk. Please discuss Buddhism later..."

The old monk bowed directly with a big gift, and hesitated without even hesitation: "The old monk is here to ask Your Highness to save my sect..."

The old monk really called Zhang Lun the helpless. How could he survive Zhang Lun when he is so old?!

If you continue to discuss this Buddhism, I am afraid that Zhang Lun will not have the energy to deal with it even if he is willing to talk about the serious matters!
Chapter completed!