Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

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On the second day of winter, it rained.

The first heavy rain since autumn fell in winter.

Rain falls all over the mountain.

Jiang Changtian still went out.

He brought a small bottle - a little girl wearing a black cloak holding a sword.

The little girl said every day that she wanted to travel around the world and do chivalry.

Probably because I have read too many story books.

Women travel around the world, where do they go to poop when they are in a hurry?

If you eat and sleep in the open all the way, your skin will be bad and you will get very tan.

I walk a lot, so my feet are big and my legs are thick.

Moreover, I have no fixed place to live outside, so I have to carry my own luggage. After carrying a full luggage for a long time, my shoulders are broad and my hands are stiff.

Most of the female heroes are strong, dark and thick, thicker than men, and their appearance is indistinguishable from male to female.

Doesn't look like a woman.

But Jiang Changtian didn't tell his daughter that, people always have to have dreams.

Whatever she likes.

If she really wanted a world, he could create one for her.

The rain stopped when it was almost noon.

The road was slippery.

Jiang Mianmian walked very carefully.

The soles are a bit too slippery at this time.

Jiang Mianmian is a little worried about her father, although his father is sometimes so handsome that she forgets his age.

But think about it, in ancient times, my father was also in a proper middle-aged and old age.

Jiang Mianmian walked a few steps and turned back and shouted: "Dad, slow down."

"I'm fine, just take care of yourself."

Then Jiang Mianmian snorted and slipped out.

I fell down and sat on my butt full of mud.

The black one is particularly noticeable, but it doesn't hurt.

Jiang Changtian lifted his daughter up and said, "When you walk, you have to look at the road, not daddy."

"It didn't hurt from the fall, it didn't hurt at all." Jiang Mianmian said with a smile.

It actually scared Fat Ya.

Fat Ya wanted to betray her master, but Jiang Mianmian refused to give in.

Zhang Weibiao wanted to betray his old master, but Jiang Changtian also refused. Thank you, I am not old.

On weekdays, if Mianmian didn't go out, Zhang Weibiao would follow Jiang Changtian. Mainly because he was strong and fierce. If he belonged to someone else's family, he would be very scared, but if he belonged to his own family, he would feel very safe.

Mianmian got up and took her father's hand to continue moving forward.

Fortunately, this section of the dirt road is only a small section. It must have collapsed before, so there is a lot of dirt in this section.

There is grass on the road ahead, so if you step on the grass, it will not be so slippery.

If you walk for a long time, your skirt and shoes will get wet.

The grass was stepped on the ground, and when the people in front left, it slowly stretched out again, and time repaired it. Soon, no trace of the pedestrians could be seen.

When the dirt road was gone, Jiang Mianmian took out her sword again, oh no, it was to draw the sword. This posture is also very important. Be handsome and be careful not to cut the people around you.

Anyway, it has an angle. If the angle is not well controlled, it will not come out once you pull it out, which will affect your cool look.

If the movement range is too large, it is easy to accidentally injure a comrade. Before taking action against the enemy, our comrades will be -1.

Jiang Mianmian didn't know whether her swordsmanship was powerful or not. She had already mastered the art of showing off and drew her sword.

Jiang Mianmian pulled out her sword and started hitting the flowers and plants on the roadside.

But it’s already winter, so there are fewer flowers and more grass.

The sword struck the grass, making a swishing sound, which was very pleasant.

She was like a hard-working trailblazer, waving her sword constantly.

Jiang Changtian was in a bad mood when he went to the temple because he was going to see his brother.

But looking at Xiao Mianmian, who was covered in mud and waving his sword happily with a smile on his face, Jiang Changtian's hard and dark heart unconsciously softened and became happy.

Listen to her unconsciously dubbing her sword.

"Huh! Ha!"

The corners of Jiang Changtian's mouth had already turned up.

There were originally many temples in Jingzhou.

There are also two super large temples, Shangqiuyuan and Guizhen Temple.

Since the disappearance of Shangqiuyuan, Guizhen Temple has become the largest taxpayer in Jingzhou. The taxes paid by Guizhen Temple are enough to support the urban construction of a prefectural city.

Guizhen Temple is not only active in paying taxes, but there are also many people who are envious of the strong men who always exercise in front of the temple, so they return to secular life, work out together, and get active together.

Guizhen Temple not only actively pays taxes, actively imports literate and strong talents into the society, but also actively returns excess land. After all, there are fewer people, and there will definitely not be so much land. It is taken from the people and returned to the people.

The taxes paid by Guizhen Temple support the construction of a city.

The land returned by Guizhen Temple supports one-half of the city's population.

The key point is that as the largest temple, it has set an example in person. Shouldn't there be more than 100 temples, large and small, following suit?

My Buddha is compassionate, so good, so good!

Therefore, Jiang Sima is affectionately called Mr. Jiang in Jingzhou Buddhism.

The kind-hearted Jiang Sima took his little girl to a small temple in the mountain.

When I arrived at the temple gate, I saw a tall man with long hair sweeping the floor with a broom.

The place at the entrance of the temple is either big or small.

But after the beginning of winter, many leaves fall.

After the rain, the floor was very wet, and the fallen leaves were stuck to the ground. It was difficult to sweep them off. The more they were swept, the tighter they became.

He still scanned it time and time again.

It seems that the purpose is not important, but the process is important.

The main goal of the sweeping monk is to make the sweep look good, whether it is clean or not is not important.

The young monk in the temple heard that someone came to the door and was about to come out to take a look. But when he saw the old demon Jiang Jiang, he wanted to close the Buddhist door immediately, turned around and walked away.

Report to the host.

However, the young monk was scolded by the abbot: "Others call him Old Devil Jiang. After he came to Jingzhou, except for the Shangqiu courtyard, the great monks at Guizhen Temple lost weight and the common people became fat. This is different from small temples like ours." What's the matter? We used to be overwhelmed by Guizhen Temple Shangqiuyuan and it didn't look like a serious temple. Now it's better. There are occasional pilgrims. It's much better than in the past. Do you want to eat greasy leftovers or eat clean ones you made yourself? Meals?”

The host arranged his cassocks and went out to greet people.

Jiang Changtian looked at his eldest brother, wearing an old washed and white monk's robe, sweeping the floor seriously. He said, "Brother, I'm going to the capital. I came here to say goodbye to you."

Jiang Huaisheng is still sweeping the floor.

"Mother and Wan'er have already arrived first. I heard that Wan'er also pretends to be a goddess and a fairy. She can pinch and calculate. Brother, you know that I hate ghosts and ghosts the most in my life. Don't worry. When I get to the capital, I will I’ll help you teach her a lesson.”

Jiang Huaisheng continued to sweep the floor.

"I heard that my sister-in-law has become the concubine of Prince Han. Speaking of which, brother, you still owe your sister-in-law a divorce letter. My sister-in-law must reconcile with you first before she can marry. It is definitely wrong to marry directly, even if he is Not even the emperor's nephew. The emperor did something wrong in this matter. When I go to Beijing, I will definitely seek justice for you as long as I have the chance. But now that my eldest brother has become a monk, all the monks are in vain. Brother, have you and Li written a letter? I I can help you along."

Jiang Huaisheng continued to sweep the floor, sweeping the leaves on the ground in front of him vigorously. The leaves had been swept away by the bamboo silk broom.

The host came out.

He is a thin old man.

"Devil's Entrustment"

Oh no, slip of the tongue.

"Amitabha."

"Mr. Jiang came here, but I didn't welcome you from afar. I don't know what's going on?" the host asked respectfully.

"I'm here to visit my eldest brother. He became a monk in your temple. There is one thing you didn't do well. Even if my eldest brother is a monk since he has become a monk, it is unseemly to keep his hair and beard. The court has issued regulations and laws. , Buddhism is not allowed to accept lay disciples and take advantage of the opportunity to evade taxes."

"Yes, yes, the benefactor of Huaisheng is very wise. We have chosen the one who is going to ordain him on the auspicious day of the zodiac. We never rely on lay disciples here. We pay taxes based on population and will never evade taxes."

Jiang Sima asked: "Which is the auspicious day in the zodiac?"

The host counted with his fingers and said: "Today."

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