MTL - I Made a Fortune By Raiding Houses In Ancient Times-Chapter 295 threaten

Chapter 295 Threat

The person who came was wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a half-white long beard on top of his head. He looked much older than Taoist Priest Qingyang.

Han Yao couldn't stop thinking about her maid who was obviously waiting outside. She heard her calling for help, but why didn't she come in?

I don’t know if it was because Taoist Priest Qingyang died suddenly. Han Yao suddenly felt uneasy when she saw the person coming.

He endured the panic and said, "The Taoist priest is..."

The man smiled and said, "A poor man knows the truth."

Han Yao was surprised and happy that he turned out to be the master of Taoist Master Qingyang.

Feeling the pain on his body getting more and more, Han Yao said weakly to the other party, "Taoist Master, please help me."

Taoist Priest Mingzhen glanced at her and said nothing. Instead, he locked the door behind him and walked over slowly.

Stopping next to Han Yao, his fiery eyes scanned down her face inch by inch.

 After scanning, turn your head.

Looking casually at Taoist Priest Qingyang's body, he looked away.

Han Yao's heart suddenly rose, and she was worried that he would ask questions.

Unexpectedly, the other party just said slowly, "Is the County Lord injured?"

Han Yao originally thought that the other party would help her up, and that no matter what happened, she would find someone to rescue her.

 But Taoist Priest Mingzhen just stood beside her and looked at her condescendingly.

That's all, but what made Han Yao feel uncomfortable was that the other party's eyes were fixed on the high places on her body for a moment, and then slowly looked down.

 Made her feel like she was naked and lying in front of him.

 But how is this possible? This is the famous Taoist Master Mingzhen.

 Many people in Kyoto respect him very much.

 She must have been injured and frightened by the death of Taoist Master Qingyang, so she was thinking wildly.

Thoughts flashed through her mind, and Han Yao gritted her teeth and propped up her upper body, trying to stand up from the ground.

What she didn’t see was a flash of light in Taoist Priest Mingzhen’s eyes.

Finally, he bent down and stretched out his arms to help her, "The injury is serious, County Master, so be careful."

After all, he was a well-known Taoist priest in Kyoto. Seeing him helping her, Han Yao subconsciously wanted to say thank you.

Unexpectedly, the other party had one hand around her waist, and the other hand was rubbing from her back down to her buttocks.

 Even pinched it quickly.

Han Yao's eyes widened suddenly, confused by his actions.

 When I came back to my senses, I was just about to get angry.

Ke Mingzhen made a strong effort, held her buttocks up with his palms, and she could only follow his strength to stand up.

Just before she could stand still, the arm holding her waist retracted, and at the same time, the palm of her buttocks pushed and pressed quickly.

Han Yao jumped forward.

He threw himself into the arms of Taoist Master Mingzhen.

However, the opponent hasn’t stopped yet.

He blew lightly against her earlobe and said softly, "Where is the county master injured? Is it here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Taoist Master Mingzhen placed his hand on her heart.

Han Yao was frightened and angry, raising her hand and swiping at the opponent's face.

However, Taoist Master Mingzhen grabbed his wrist.

“The county master is still injured, so be careful.”

Missing the target, Han Yao subconsciously wanted to struggle, but Taoist Master Mingzhen's wrists were like iron pincers, and she couldn't break away at all.

Even the more she struggled, the friction on her body made the other person's eyes burn even more.

Unable to break away, Han Yao could only yell at the other party, "You...you are shameless." "I am the county owner of Dingyuan Prince's Palace, please let me go quickly."

  She was angry, but the other party was not moved at all.

Taoist Priest Mingzhen still held her wrist tightly with one hand and pressed her buttocks with the other hand.

After enduring the heat and swallowing his saliva, Taoist Master Mingzhen said coldly, "Let go? The county master killed Pindao's disciple, how can Pindao let you go?"

“Nonsense, it was not me who killed Taoist Priest Qingyang.”

Taoist Priest Mingzhen sneered, "No? Could it be that the county master thought that Pindao didn't know that you bribed Qingyang with money and asked him to help you rob Miss Ling's merit and luck, but it was backfired."

Han Yao was shocked and angry. She originally thought that this matter was hidden, but she didn't expect that Taoist Qingyang would actually tell his master about it.

"It wasn't me who killed him. It was clearly because of his lack of ability that he suffered the backlash. He killed himself, how can he blame the county owner."

"Miss Han, how can you lie just because you are the county head? It is obvious that you used your status as the county head to intimidate and induce. Qingyang had no choice but to help you steal Miss Ling's merit and luck."

"Nonsense, I have never threatened Taoist Priest Qingyang. He volunteered to help me."

"But Qingyang is dead. If this matter is told out, does the county master think the world will believe your words, or will they believe Pindao?"

Han Yao was speechless. This Taoist Priest Mingzhen had a pretty good reputation among the nobles in Kyoto. If this matter really spreads, the world will definitely turn to him.

What’s even more confusing to her is that the two banknotes and bracelets she just gave out are still in the hands of the Taoist boy next to Taoist Master Qingyang.

Seeing that Han Yao had nothing to say, Taoist Master Mingzhen softened his tone.

“The county master wants that girl Ling’s merit and luck, and Pindao can also help you.”

Even though Han Yao was angry, she couldn't help but feel moved by these words, "Taoist Master is really willing to help me?"

“Whether we can help or not depends on whether the county owner’s performance is good enough.”

Taoist Priest Mingzhen said, moving his hands at the same time, the hint was very obvious.

Han Yao was teased by his movements, her heart trembled, and she almost couldn't help but moan.

Biting his lip with his teeth, he resisted the burning sensation and said, "No need, the county master is injured. He needs to go back and ask the imperial doctor for treatment."

Mingzhen's eyes circled around her red lips, and he endured the dryness of his mouth and said, "Don't worry, Pindao can not only help you get Miss Ling's merit and luck, but also help you heal your injuries. "

Although Han Yao was moved by his words, she was not stupid and knew that there was no free lunch in the world.

What’s more, the purpose of the Mingzhen Taoist Priest is so obvious.

Although she wants that **** Ling Chu's merit, luck, and even her life.

 But if she loses her virginity to this Taoist priest with a human face and an animal heart, how can she marry the second prince?

　　"With the diagnosis and treatment of the imperial physician, the county master's injury will not bother the Taoist priest."

"I'm afraid the county master doesn't know that your injury cannot be cured by a medical doctor."

Seeing Han Yao's suspicious expression, Taoist Master Mingzhen said unhurriedly, "Your injury is not an ordinary injury. It was because you robbed others of their merits that you suffered a backlash.

 It can only be cured by using our Taoist mysticism. "

Han Yao didn’t completely believe this.

In this world, Taoist Master Mingzhen is not the only one who knows mystical arts. Even if it is too difficult to cure, she can still find other Taoist priests to treat her. There is no need to compromise her innocence.

Seeing that Han Yao still insisted on leaving, Taoist Master Mingzhen lost his patience.

His body was burning, and he could hardly bear it any longer.

He said with a gloomy face, "Do you think that if King Dingyuan and his wife knew that you not only robbed their daughter of her merits and luck, but also her identity, they would let you go?"

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