Chapter 141 Four Girls Compete for a Husband, and the Mother Makes the Decision!

Miss Mu and Qing Wudan have graceful figures.

Even in a sword fight, there is a sense of class and beauty.

On one side, the blade of the sword danced with a cold light, and the nine-foot figure was full of heroic spirit.

Long legs go with a long knife, grace goes with a hero!

On the one hand, she was dazzled by her tricks, her skirt was flowing, and she was a hero among women.

A backflip, the waist turns, the horse steps are steady, wonderful and beautiful.

Chen Bo sat by the pool, admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him, and couldn't help but applaud and cheer.

He was surrounded by people of all kinds, all of whom loved to show off.

"It's a good trick, but it's a pity that the work frame is not that good. I still need to practice the basic skills."

"Hey! That knife-wielding character is also pretty good. If you take her as a wife with this figure, it will definitely be easy for you to have children!"

Everyone, either a bandit with a scar on his face or an old farmer with calluses on his hands, watched the scene and talked about it.

"Master Chen, your eyes are straight!"

"Didn't you say you want to go to the inner courtyard and watch the opera in the Liyuan?"

"Why are you still here? Could it be that Master Chen, you are in love and want to return to secular life and start a family?"

The dark-skinned young man looked teasing and winked.

"Hahaha, little friend, I told you, which one of these two protagonists do you like more? I'll go and talk about the matchmaking."

Leader Lu laughed and spoke at this time.

Chen Yi heard this and waved his hand.

"Master Lu, why are you still making fun of this poor monk like this kid?"

"In this troubled world, how can a poor monk dare to think about the love between his children?"

"But if we talk about these two roles, which one do you like more..."

He raised his head and said something casually.

"I feel that this guy who dances with swords and rides horses is better than this guy who plays tricks with guns..."

Chen Ye murmured to himself, watching with interest.

As luck would have it, his words were listened to by Miss Mu who breathed a sigh of relief and Qing Wudan.

For a moment, the two demons had different expressions and their expressions were extremely exciting.

Qing Wudan's face turned red with anger and he clenched his silver teeth.

Fortunately, she and her sister took care of this hateful guy along the way.

As a result, not long after arriving in the opera house, this crazy woman kidnapped her and ran away.

"Hmph! Crazy woman, I want you to know how powerful I am!"

Qing Wudan was not convinced, so he planned to show off his skills to this stupid guy.

In an instant, a faint fairy energy, just like her old mother, spread out from her body.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of erhu music and gongs and drums.

Qingwudan's flower gun shook three times and sang in his mouth.

"The mountains are lush and the water is clear~"

"Abandon the rules and throw away the chains~"

"Don't envy mandarin ducks, don't envy immortals~"

Qingwudan sings and plays, and the flower gun has gained the immortality, and the danger is even worse!

One shot breaks through the air, two shots create awe, and three shots kill him!

"Hahaha, Qing Wudan is so capable!"

"It seems that after being away from the park, my skills have improved a lot!"

"That's all, I want you to know my methods!"

Miss Mu didn't panic at all when she saw this situation. Instead, she laughed loudly.

She raised the knife horizontally, her breath was rippling, and she also had the same fairy spirit.

She also sang in her mouth, her helmet was pierced through her armor, and her feathers were trembling.

"I heard the sound of golden drums ringing and painted horns shaking~"

"Awakening my ambition to break through the sky~"

"I remember when the peach blossoms were so majestic~"

"The enemy's blood splashes on the pomegranate skirt~"

"You should fulfill your responsibilities as long as you live~"

"I can stop a million soldiers with one sword~"

There were bursts of drums on both sides, and the music was passionate, as if there were some invisible swords and swords.

Miss Mu is majestic and murderous.

It seems that this place is not a pear garden, but a battlefield!

The flag behind Miss Mu moved with the wind, and the long sword in her hand was unstoppable.

Vaguely, it seemed that soldiers and horses rushed out and surrounded Qing Wudan.

Perhaps because of Chen Ye's presence, they fought extra hard.

Qing Wudan parried back and forth, sweat gradually forming on his forehead.

Miss Mu took advantage of the victory to pursue her and cut him off in two pieces.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the flower gun was cut into two pieces.

Qing Wudan's expression changed slightly, he raised his leg and kicked the broken flower gun towards Miss Mu.

At this moment, the hem of the skirt was slightly lifted, and there were occasional rays of spring light.

Chen Biao looked amused and turned to look at Miss Mu again.

Miss Mu smashed the oncoming flower gun into pieces with a flick of her wrist.

Immediately afterwards, she jumped into the air, showing off her figure in full.

The two swords went down and cut open Qing Wudan's chest.

A trace of blood appeared, and blood was seen on the white snow.

Qing Wudan felt the pain and hurriedly covered it with his hands.

And with just such a delay, Miss Mu seized the opportunity.

With three slashes, Qing Wudan was immediately unable to move.

Just because the long knife in Miss Mu's hand was already hanging on her neck.

"Hahaha……"

"Qing Wudan, it seems..."

Miss Mu opened her mouth to say something and joked about Qing Wudan.

But at this moment, a piece of white silk was drawn over!

Seeing this situation, Miss Mu had no choice but to retreat temporarily.

"elder sister……"

Qing Wudan was overjoyed to see this and quickly spoke out.

Obviously, the white silk just now was exactly what Bai Zhengdan was capable of.

She had just rushed over at this moment, still breathing heavily and sweating on her temples.

"It turns out to be Bai Zhengdan. Does he also want to have a fight?"

"Okay, okay, I want you to understand that the sword in my hand is extremely sharp now!"

"You guys should come together, lest you say I'm bullying others."

Miss Mu held her head high and was confident.

As soon as she moved her steps, she blocked Chen Bao, and her meaning was self-evident.

"Miss Mu, Qingmei and I have no intention of causing trouble with you."

"Please also bring the holy monk back so that Qingmei and I can take me and Qingmei to see my mother to discuss important matters..."

Bai Zhengdan doesn't want his sisters to kill each other, but he is still trying to be calm and wants to talk to each other amicably.

But it was obvious that Miss Mu didn't appreciate it.

"Return the holy monk?"

"No, no, no, I finally found such a right person among those crooked melons and cracked jujubes. How can I return it so easily?"

When Miss Mu heard this, she shook her head like a rattle.

"I know that the holy monk is the lover you brought back. As sisters, we should not rob you."

"But have you ever heard a word?"

"Since ancient times, handsome men and beautiful women have been paired with holy monks and capable men."

"If you can't defeat me, then the holy monk should be given to me and become a stronghold husband."

"Besides, you Qingbai Immortals are famous far and wide. You are fairies among demons, and you have no shortage of husbands. So what if you give them to me?"

Miss Mu spoke matter-of-factly, appearing confident and confident, without blushing or blinking her eyelids.

Bai Zhengdan and Qing Wudan suddenly had black lines on their faces when they heard this.

Especially Qing Wudan, he even wanted to fight this crazy woman for another 300 rounds.

And at this moment, a pleasant laughter came over.

"This is the first time I've seen Sister Mu, she looks like a gentleman."

"It seems that this time, Sister Mu is really afraid that she won't be able to get married..."

After hearing this, several female actors quickly left in search of reputation.

Then I saw a big red peony flower falling in the wind. Impartially, by chance, he landed next to Chen Hao.

Immediately afterwards, a strong floral fragrance floated in the field.

Chen Ye frowned. He had an extremely sensitive nose and disliked strong smells.

If it's fragrant to the extreme, it smells bad.

And this floral fragrance is stuck on that line. It's not smelly, but it's just a bit pungent.

He fanned it with his hand and immediately saw the red peony.

"Peony flowers?"

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows, obviously he had never thought that this flower was still growing in the pear orchard.

At this time, among the people watching the theater around him, there happened to be a scholar who knew flowers.

The scholar clapped his folding fan, smiled and reached out to take the flowers.

Suddenly, poetry flourished.

"The peony blossoms bloom into red gauze, and the flowers bloom into red clouds."

"The face is drunk and weeping. The little girl is sitting in makeup."

"Who is the root of the knot? I am the one who enjoys it."

"If you pick it up, you will have to think about it. How can you give it to you?"

A simple poem tells the flower language of red peony... Infatuated love, special liking.

"What a poem, what a poem..."

Chen Ye was full of praises. He never imagined that in this opera house, not only could he watch plays, but he could also meet so many interesting and talented people.

But how could He know...

There is no such thing as a scholar, everything is just Himself.

All the gangsters watched helplessly as Chen Bao caught the peony and recited a poem.

For a moment, everyone was envious and felt sour in their hearts.

The red peony stopped in Chen Hao's palm and moved slightly.

Immediately afterwards, it transformed into a human form.

But when I saw the matchmaker, her eyes were like autumn water, she was dressed in red, and her hands were resting on Chen Hao's body.

She looked surprised and murmured.

"I'm sorry to think too much about picking it up, but why should I give it to you..."

"As expected of a holy monk, he is so talented in literature..."

"No wonder I can be so obsessed with my sisters."

"Even though you are a little girl, I can't help but feel a little moved~"

The matchmaker curled her lips and smiled in a very charming way.

However, she used this method on the wrong target.

Chen Yi didn't respond to this, he just muttered something to himself. The flower was too fragrant to touch.

"Okay, sister Hong, why are you trying to steal my husband from me?"

Seeing this situation, Miss Mu suddenly became unhappy.

She hasn't had time yet to eat her husband's tofu.

In the end, this slutty guy got the upper hand, how shameless!

"Sister Mu, please don't get angry..."

"The little girl is just here to join in the fun."

"How dare you compete with your sisters for your husband?"

The matchmaker smiled sweetly, and then withdrew her little hand from Chen Ye.

"My little lady, seeing all my sisters, it seems that there is no way to snatch her away like this."

"If something goes wrong, there will be a sister-in-law-fighting incident."

"If we let those monsters know that our Liyuan is so incompatible, my mother and disciples can compete with each other and fight over a husband, wouldn't it be a joke?"

"I'm afraid that if my mother knows about this, she will definitely not let me off lightly..."

When Miss Mu heard this, she opened her mouth to speak.

Unexpectedly, Bai Zhengdan was the first to speak at this moment.

"What do you think Hongmei has to say?"

The matchmaker arched her eyebrows and looked towards the inner courtyard with a smile.

"Since my mother said before, I want to meet the holy monk."

"Then why don't we take advantage of this to meet with my mother and ask her to decide on the marriage?"

"Think of whoever my mother promised the holy monk to be, the sisters should have no complaints."

The matchmaker's words made the girls frown slightly, but they had no choice but to agree.

Since ancient times, matchmakers have said that it is difficult for them to make decisions privately about their parents' orders.

Miss Mu curled her lips and said nothing more.

As for Bai Zhengdan and Qing Wudan, let alone them.

Although they had some thoughts about Chen Xi, they mainly wanted to see their mother and talk about gods and Buddhas.

Now that they could stop fighting, they could take the holy monk to see their mother, so why not?

Bai Zhengdan was a little uncomfortable with Hongniang's suggestion to let her mother marry the holy monk.

After all, in her opinion, although the holy monk looked crazy now, he was not a fool.

Lifelong events should be decided by others...

But at the moment, there was no other way, because the holy monk did not react at all.

The women looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding, ready to see their mother first and then talk about other things.

So, they each put away their weapons and dispersed their breath.

In an instant, the oppressive atmosphere in the field was swept away.

Miss Mu got on the horse and wanted to pull Chen Xi up and ride together.

However, Qing Wudan stopped her with a hand.

"You crazy woman, it's okay to ride a horse for such a short distance, but the holy monk may be someone's husband, why are you in such a hurry?"

"My mother once said that we should take the holy monk to see her."

"In my opinion, let me and my sister take the holy monk..."

Miss Mu was unwilling to hear this, and immediately said: "You can't take the holy monk, so what's wrong with letting my horse take it for a while?"

"Could it be that you still want to lead the holy monk to see my mother?"

After Miss Mu finished speaking, Bai Zhengdan silently gave up the idea of ​​leading Chen Xi with Bai Ling.

And just when they were arguing about who should take the holy monk to see their mother...

Chen Xi, on the contrary, seemed to have sensed something, and took the initiative to walk towards the inner courtyard.

The women looked at each other, obviously not expecting that the holy monk would be so proactive.

Seeing that the holy monk was walking faster and faster, they immediately followed him.

When Chen Xi walked into the inner courtyard, he could hear the sound of opera.

This place seemed ordinary, but it actually contained a mystery.

The furnishings everywhere were mysterious, hiding the yin and embracing the yang.

In the middle was a matte black lacquer incense table, on which was placed an ancient bronze animal stove.

There were six armchairs on top, and four-season hanging screens were hung on the two hills.

All around were various masks and opera robes.

It was obvious that the old mother really loved this.

At this time, the four girls followed closely behind him.

They unconsciously became a little serious, and all looked at the top of the hall.

There was a picture of a beautiful woman hanging at the top.

The beautiful woman in the picture was neither old nor old, leaning on the table, as if she was taking a nap with her eyes closed.

Let's see how she was dressed?

A green silk jacket with gold weaving, and a colorful goose yellow brocade skirt.

The bun is in black gauze, and the hair is in a dragon-like shape with a red gold hairpin.

The hair is half gray and looks like a flying phoenix wing, and the earrings are in a row of pearls.

She is still beautiful without makeup, and she is still as charming as a young man.

Although it is just a painting, it gives people a feeling that it will come alive at any time.

"Old mother..."

The four girls spoke in unison, and then bowed to the painting.

This bow made the painting have some inexplicable changes.

Then, a fairy spirit came out.

Chen Xi seemed to have noticed something, and looked up at the painting.

Then he saw the beautiful woman in the painting, her eyebrows moved slightly, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Saint monk..."

"You are finally here..."