Then, with the fastest speed, he exchanged clothes with Tang Muyan.

Then, he took down Tang Muyan's headdress, put his dark blue forehead on his head, cut his long hair, and made it as short as Tang Muyan's, and then temporarily made it into a wig to cover Tang Muyan's head.

Father and son are more than 90% similar in appearance.

In addition, they are all of the strong type, and their height is almost the same. After changing the clothes, it's really hard to tell the true from the false.

"Mu Yan"

After Tang Qing dressed himself up, he shaved his face and pasted a scar on it. "For the future of the Tang family, you have to make this sacrifice. Although you are mischievous on weekdays, you can still be useful at the critical moment. You are a good child and your father will always remember you. "

Finish.

Take out a dumb medicine, give syncope past Tang Muyan to take.

Even after Tang Muyan wakes up, he will only find that he has lost his bag. Even if there is a complete injustice in his heart, he can't say it in his mouth.

No one in the world will know that he suffered for his father.

Even, the surrogate father died.

As for Tang Qing, he will start a new life as "Tang Muyan"!

Tang Qing stepped out of the cell, and then from the outside, with a "click", locked the cell door heavily.

It's still the dark, narrow road.

The difference is.

This time, he didn't go in, but went out. The darkness is gone, and the light is not far away, projecting in.

At the end of the road, the Minister of Dali temple, with a smile on his face, bowed to Tang Qing with both hands and bowed respectfully: "Congratulations, master."

Yes, this Dali Temple minister was not only promoted by Tang Qing, but also his own disciple.

Few people know about it.

Even Tang Muyan didn't know.

"Well?"

Tang Qing frowned slightly.

How keen was the Minister of Dali temple. He immediately realized that his words were not right and said, "Oh, Mr. Tang, this way, please. A quarter of an hour has arrived. It's time to leave. "

It's a quick entry.

Tang Qing is also like this, a little smile, satisfaction way: "so, that has Lao adult."

Even the voice imitates Tang Muyan.

The Minister of Dali Temple looked at Tang Qing with admiration.

Sure enough, no matter how dangerous the teacher is, he will be able to turn the corner.

This is also a kind of strength!

It's not luck.

*。*。*。*

There are two sides.

Ziqianmo rescued his grandfather zikun from the palace. Instead of going back to Xuanwu college, he lived in Zifu for two days.

Quan should be with my grandfather.

"Ha ha, you are so filial."

When ziqianmo went to see zikun with two pots of wheat wine brewed by rabbit, the old man couldn't close his mouth and his eyes were all closed.

Zikun is a good wine.

I have my own brew.

But the flavor brewed out must be incomparable with that of a thousand year old demon like bunny.

For zikun, the wheat wine from ziqianmo is just like xianniang Qiongjiang! Just occasionally in the granddaughter's Mo Chen Ge drink, addicted.

"I wish grandfather liked it."

Ziqianmo is self-sufficient, zikun is full of wine.

Zikun naturally enjoys the most.