In full view of everyone, the red-haired man was dragged up by Blood Moon Red Eyes. It could be seen that he was really afraid of these two crazy women, and he didn't dare to resist at all while being held up by their arms. The blood-moon red eyes dragged him to Quan Hao's feet and stabbed him to the ground. Salute and retreat to both sides.
The red-haired man was caught off guard and gnawed at the mud and took a mouthful of sand. Quickly spit out the sand. Curling up his body, he rolled over and fell to his knees. Regardless of his hands being tied behind his back, he kowtowed to Quan Hao in a panic. "Goddess, have mercy on me, Goddess, have mercy on me! I had no choice but to make trouble. Whether it was to make trouble or drive people away, it was all the old man's idea. It was not my original intention, not my intention. I hope you will find out! I was a pig at that time. I was so confused by the old man's rhetoric that I didn't expect that the old man was so ruthless and evil, and he did everything he wanted to do. I look forward to your return all the time!¡±
While being detained, the red-haired man completely figured it out. A bachelor does not suffer immediate losses. Although being caught by a group of women seems to be a loss of face, it is okay to lose face. The most important thing is to keep his dignity. There is no shame in being a lowly person in this position. You would be a fool to hold on.
Even if he tried hard, he couldn't figure out how Quan Hao could suddenly turn into a god and fool all the men and women under him into believing him. But there is no doubt that if you follow his advice, you will suffer less. Of course he was no stranger to the best life-saving skill of a ruffian, such as adapting to the wind.
There was a burst of laughter all around. People have long been interested in watching a good show. Everyone wanted to know how much of this red-haired man who had always been domineering and arrogant could retain his former dignity after being caught. Unexpectedly, he collapsed without even being hit by the board. It's just a piece of grass that falls in the wind.
The red-haired man was so embarrassed that his neck turned red. I secretly felt cruel in my heart: Let you be proud first. After getting through this period, let¡¯s see who I let go? Of course, he still had a flattering smile on his face.
Today, the three people who are translating for Quan Hao are pear blossom, lotus leaf, and lotus root. Everyone must get sufficient training before passing the divine language. Three insurances can also prevent omissions in the translation process. In some major events, the accuracy of word meaning is particularly important. At the same time, although the possibility is unlikely, Quan Hao must also prevent the situation where someone controls the right to speak and deceives superiors and subordinates. It is enough for Xianlin to learn from the past.
Quan Hao couldn¡¯t help but laugh after listening to the translation. Why, after so many years, have these hooligans still not improved in their moral character? But then he realized: No, for him it was only after so many years, but for the ancients, it should be the right time. He asked with a smile: "So, it's not that you didn't escape and was caught, but that you abandoned the dark and turned to the light?"
The red-haired man was overjoyed. "The old fairy is indeed a wise man! How can my little thoughts escape your eyes? Even if I am not caught by the two ladies today, I will get rid of the eyes of those three old men. It's just that these two ladies Sister is so powerful that she didn¡¯t even give me a chance to express my feelings.¡± The transformation of these two cowardly women, Bloody Moon and Red Eyes, is another strange thing that puzzles the red-haired man. He still clearly remembers the moment when the two of them pounced on each other. It was simply life-threatening. Because the wounds on their faces were close to disfiguring, the red-haired man could not recognize them immediately. I realized it later. When he was in custody, he had contact with the two of them, and felt that their temperaments had completely changed. They could not see the submissive look they once had, and their whole bodies were as cold as ice.
"Who are you trying to fool with your empty talk? You should be more practical. Why should I let you go?" Quan Hao was indifferent to the red-haired man's sophistry and asked in a cat-and-mouse mood.
¡°This¡¡± the red-haired man was speechless. He didn't expect Quan Hao to throw the question back, and he didn't know how to speak.
"Hurry up, Lord Immortal is asking you something!" The square-faced woman thinks about pleasing Quan Hao all the time. When he saw the defendant paused, he immediately stepped forward and put on a red face. "Say!" "Say it quickly!" No one wanted to see the red-haired man. Everyone wished him bad luck and started making noises one after another.
"Please, old man, look at meno, no, no." The red-haired man, who was the target of public criticism, was sweating profusely. In a hurry, I almost slipped out my usual begging rhyme, but when the words reached my lips, I realized they were inappropriate and quickly stopped. But as soon as his eyes rolled, he realized what he was thinking. He kowtowed to Quan Hao and said, "I would like to ask you, old man, to see that when you were little, you often burned incense in front of the statue of Saint Qingxu and Patriarch Tuanlong. You also helped San people build the pious temple, and you were also respectful to the Taoist priests and sisters-in-law in the temple. .Be merciful and let the little ones go.¡±
He was secretly proud of his quick wit. Since this man falsely claims to be a god, then if I invite the two greatest gods in the world, how dare he compete with each other? You have to take some incense into consideration anyway, right? What I committed was not a big crime. After all, it was just a matter of face. What more could a few soft words and flattery do to me?
"It's a pity that even if he were beaten to death, he wouldn't have thought that Quanhao, an immortal, was a standard alien species."??And he's still a fake. There is no interaction with local forces at all, let alone incense. As expected, Quan Hao looked indifferent. "Sage Qingxu? Ancestor Tuanlong? Never heard of it!"
Once these words were relayed by Lotus Root, not only the red-haired man, but also all the men and women under him were shocked: What? Master Shenxian has never even heard of the Qingxu Saint Tuan Long Ancestor? This what's going on? Isn¡¯t it said that these two are the ancestors? The most powerful god. I thought that the immortals were also in the immortal class like them. Are there two imperial courts in heaven? Wait a minute, the immortal master's ability is obvious, but those few have never heard of anyone showing up as a saint. Could it be
Because they all thought of the same thing, there was a hint of complexity in the eyes of everyone interacting with each other.
The red-haired man almost choked on Quan Hao's outrageous remarks and coughed a few times. Never heard of it. Has anyone in the world heard of these two? Please try your best to pretend to be a fairy. This makes it very difficult for us to flatter you! Or do you want to say that you are the greatest among the gods in the world? This is too shameless!
Because he had not been "inspired" by Quan Hao's "miracle", his thoughts were naturally different from others. I had to laugh twice awkwardly. "You always say you haven't heard of it, so you haven't heard of it. I just mean that I sincerely respect God,"
Quanhao waved his hands like he was shooing away flies. "What does your worship of other gods have to do with me?"
So everyone accepted another piece of information: It turns out that gods and gods are not so harmonious!
Now the red-haired man didn¡¯t know what to say. This "god" really doesn't follow common sense. The more he talks, the more mistakes he makes. He had to shut up.
Quanhao waited for a while and saw that he didn¡¯t speak anymore, so he confirmed again: ¡°Is there anything else you want to say?¡±
Is this going to be a verdict? Cold sweat broke out on the red-haired man's forehead. But after thinking about it, he decided that his response was quite appropriate. He answered bravely: "I have nothing to say, little one."