Daming: Lu's Poison Saint Grandson? Start Twelve Charms

The spring sun gradually rises, illuminating the field, the air is filled with the unique fragrance of spring, accompanied by the gentle spring breeze, all things that have long been awakened are growing towards this wonderful land.

In the fields, many farmers dressed in linen have begun their hard work, clearing abandoned branches while planting seeds with enthusiasm.? Plow, sow seeds. With joyful smiles on their faces and the sweat of hard work, they seemed to be celebrating this spring with enthusiasm with nature.

Another wisp of clear spring in the sky floated over, and under the warm sun, the flowers bloomed so beautifully and brilliantly, like gorgeous brocade. Tiny grass buds come out of their shells. Gently tender, pink and tender in color, the green grasses are growing. The breeze blowing through your heart seems to gently tell the story of this land.

Toad's chirping. The chirping of birds weaves together a beautiful song of praise. Sunlight on the body.? It gives infinite warmth. This field, this land, gives birth to all things. The scene of thriving and thriving makes people's moods suddenly brighten.

Zhu Ying followed the crown prince Zhu Biao and walked on the field.

This time, they came out to set a trap and wait for Basiba to come to the door.

"The world has originally decided, and the people are in financial difficulty, just like the bird that "May Four Three" first flew, do not pluck its feathers, and the newly planted wood must not shake its roots, but only to support and live. Only the honest can promise themselves and benefit others, and the greedy will spoil others and enrich themselves. Those who are talented or selfish, and those who are gentle or ignorant of desire, are not honest. Wait for it! Zhu Biao sighed, "This is what my father often admonished local officials, it has been twenty-eight years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and it has finally had a new atmosphere." "

As he spoke, he looked at the green fields and at the busy people, and continued: "The peasants are diligent all year round, they cannot rest, they live in no more than Maotz grass households, they eat no more than vegetables and rice, and the state funds are all paid by them. They must remember the labor of the farm, so that they will not suffer from hunger and cold. When I was a child, my father took me to visit the farmhouse and see the food and drinking utensils used in his residence. That's what he told me at the time, Zhu Ying, you must also remember it. "

Zhu Ying nodded slowly.

A strange feeling in my heart, shouldn't you say this to Zhu Yunxi?

It's like teaching your son.

"Come on, let's sit down." Zhu Biao walked under a pavilion.

There is a stone table and several stone stools under the pavilion, which should be used by the people to rest and drink tea here after their usual work.

On the stone table, there was also a pot of tea and several earthen bowls.

Zhu Biao picked up the teapot and poured two bowls of tea, drank one bowl himself, and pushed a bowl for Zhu Ying.

Zhu Ying took it up and drank it, almost didn't vomit it, Zhennima was bitter.

"Huh, bitter, huh?" Zhu Biao smiled, "Although our Ming Dynasty surpasses the former Yuan Dynasty, it is far from being a prosperous era, and the family is self-sufficient. Simin is well-off, maybe I won't see that day. The future still depends on you. "

"Your Highness, when you become the emperor, the people of the world will definitely be self-sufficient. Simin is well-off. Zhu Ying affirmed.

"Huh, pat the horse." Zhu Biao laughed it off.

The breeze blew, and the two chatted slowly.

......

At this time, several people who were working in the fields came over.

They were dressed in linen clothes and covered in mud, and when they saw Zhu Biao and Zhu Ying in the pavilion, they were a little afraid to approach.

In their eyes, these two people are dressed in satin and full of momentum, and they must be big people.

"Fellow countrymen, we have occupied your place, come in." Zhu Biao greeted.

The four or five crop men walked in.

Zhu Biao was very affinity and chatted with them.

"Fellow countryman, how was the harvest?"

"It's good that these two years have been good, I can eat a full meal, collect food, pay off rent, and I can last for a year."

"Yes, nowadays, in addition to rice, corn and sweet potatoes can be grown in the soil, so you can't be hungry."

"Hahaha, the official government exempted the poll tax, spread it out to the fields, several people in the village have newborn big fat boys, anyway, there is no field, there is no need to call people tax."

Zhu Biao asked carefully while listening.

Zhu Ying stood behind Zhu Biao, his gaze sweeping over them.

Suddenly, he pulled Zhu Biao and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At the moment they disappeared, one of the crop men, with his palms out, slapped at the two, but the two had disappeared, and he shot empty.

This crop man's palms were as red as blood.

The other four Chinese characters were frightened and ran quickly.

"Unexpectedly, Basiba you are so brilliant in transfiguration." Zhu Ying's voice fell.

Only the voice, no one can be seen, even Zhu Biao is gone.

"Amitabha!" The crop man sneered, and his whole person changed instantly.

He turned into a burly monk, with a handsome face and a bright light between his eyes.

Zhu Ying pulled Zhu Biao, stood not far behind Basiba, and used the snake charm to become invisible.

Zhu Biao looked surprised.

......

Swish!

Zhang Sanfeng flew down in front of Basiba.

Ba Siba sneered: "Wudang Mountain Zhang Zhenren, hehe, today is really a trap." "

Zhang Sanfeng of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone looked Ba Siba up and down, and suddenly broke his mouth and cursed: "What's wrong with the trap?" You turtle king bastard! Poor Dao was originally practicing in Wudang Mountain, and you actually came to Daming to do things! You special bastard, you have to stop you if you are poor! The poor road is more than a hundred years old, and they are still running thousands of miles, they are all you bastards! "

While scolding, he suddenly shot back, and slapped a punch towards Basiba.

He uses Tai Chi, his movements are clouds and flowing water, and his mouth is still cursing.

Zhu Ying was dumbfounded: "This real person has such a short temper? "

Zhu Biao was also dumbfounded: "An old immortal who is more than a hundred years old, and his sex is like fire." "

"Wang Ba Lingzi, what kind of broken divine palm are you, what else do you call the first in the world?" Zhang Sanfeng's speed suddenly increased, "Let you see, what is the supreme to the yang." "

There seemed to be golden light all over his body.

Bang!

The two fought against each other.

Basiba was directly shocked and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"That's it? Aren't you going to have any mental attacks? Zhang Sanfeng spread his hands, "Come on, Poor Dao is standing here, let you attack." "

Ba Siba, who vomited blood, vomited blood in anger, and he kept chanting something in his mouth.

Yes!

Suddenly, he let out a scream and spurted blood again. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Zhang Sanfeng sneered: "Turtle King Eight Eggs, are you so stupid?" Tell you to attack and you will attack? The Yuan God of the Poor Dao, is it something you can attack? "

Basiba's eyes were bleeding, and he snorted angrily and was about to run.

"Want to go?" Zhang Sanfeng stopped in front of him, "The poor road cannot kill, it will be contaminated with cause and effect, and affect the ascension of the poor road, so you better cut yourself." "

Basiba: "!! "

He roared: "Too much deception! "

Zhang Sanfeng waved his hand and directly knocked Basiba flying 0.......

"Turtle King Eight Eggs, if you don't cut yourself, the poor road will beat you to cut yourself." Zhang Sanfeng was furious.

He slapped it out again.

At this moment, a figure flashed and blocked in front of Basiba.

Bang!

Zhang San fought against the man, was shocked and retreated one after another, and after standing still, he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The coming person is a young Yuan person, typical Yuan Ren dressed, the hair on his forehead is made into a small lock. Like a peach.

"It's really infuriating!" Zhang Sanfeng looked at the person coming, "Who are you?" "

The young man did not speak.

Ba Si Ba bowed to the young man: "Master! "

This young man was actually the master of Basiba.

"Zhang Zhenren, you surprised me." The young man said, "The Fire Dragon Real Man has accepted a good apprentice, but it's a pity, the Fire Dragon Real Man is not there, you can't beat me." "

Zhang Sanfeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted:

"Zhu Ying! You've seen enough of the play, right? If you don't make a move, the poor road will leave. "

As soon as his words fell, a burst of flames suddenly appeared and shot towards the young man and Basiba.

The young man flew away, but Basiba couldn't dodge, and his legs were hit by explosive flames, and he suddenly let out a miserable scream.

Zhu Ying was in stealth and attacked the young man.

Although the young man could not see him, he seemed to sense him and rushed towards him.

Bang!

The two fought against each other.

Zhu Ying exerted the power of the ten-layer ox spell.

The young man flew back one after another, shocked, and he grabbed Basiba who was screaming and flew away.

Zhu Ying would not do it lightly, so he could only be in a hurry and shout at Zhang Sanfeng: "Zhang Zhenren, chase." "

Zhang Sanfeng spread his hands: "Poor road chasing after to find death?" "

Zhu Ying had a black line, and watched the young man blink with Basiba.

He came to Zhang Sanfeng and smiled: "Zhang Zhenren, what palm technique did you have just now?" The one that shines gold. "

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head with disdain: "The palm method of the fart, that is the pure yang internal skill of the poor road." "

Zhu Ying blinked: "It's very powerful, can I learn?" "

Zhang Sanfeng looked proud: "Powerful, right? That requires maintaining the body of a child in order to cultivate. Are you a child? "

Zhu Ying: "..."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the direction where the young man had just disappeared, and whispered to himself: "This young man won't be the one who gave you a silver injection in your brain, right?" What's the way? "

Zhu Ying listened dumbfounded, and asked, "What silver needle?" Who is this young man, he is actually the master of Basiba. "

Zhang Sanfeng snorted and laughed: "This guy is probably an old goblin, but he looks so young." "

Zhu Ying frowned, thinking whether he could still be young forever?

At this time, Prince Zhu Biao came over.

Zhang Sanfeng bowed to Zhu Biao: "Your Highness, you don't have to worry next, they are all injured, not half a year, it won't be good." "

Zhu Ying glared: "That young man is fine." "

Burst~

Zhang Sanfeng suddenly spewed blood and glanced sideways: "Then he just endured, just like a poor road, he didn't hold back now!" He hit the poor road in the palm and hit you again. Definitely hurts. Prince, put your heart in your pelvis, and in half a year, they will not come to the door. "

Zhu Biao nodded.

Zhu Yingfu.

This Zhang Sanfeng is Sammo Hung's version, right?

It seems that it is completely unreliable.