Before the sky became completely dark, the two carriages finally arrived in front of the mountain gate of Linyin Temple.

Yan Chixia seemed to be very familiar with the people here, and after getting off the car and meeting the novice monk, she was invited in.

Because it is inconvenient to have female relatives, Wang Yu and others were arranged in the wing room halfway up the mountain and did not step into the main hall.

After a day of trekking, several of them were hungry, so the maid brought by Zhang Yi started cooking.

They had asked before that there was no dinner in the temple, only two meals of brunch.

The food is dried food brought by Zhang Yi. Just heat it up with a little heat. If you don’t feel it hurts, you can eat it directly.

She threw a few breads to Wang Yu and asked him to go out to eat. Under the dangerous eyes of the two maids, he had no intention of caring about it.

After all, it has long passed the stage of bullying ordinary people.

At this time, the night sky outside was very beautiful, with stars everywhere, and huge silver discs hanging there in a deserted state, like a beautiful beauty, only to be seen from a distance.

Wang Yu half lying on the steps, enjoying the beautiful scenery, biting the dough cake, and his mouth full of wheat fragrance.

It would be great if there was alcohol. Speaking of which, he hadn't drunk for a long time.

In the past, in the main world, the door in my mind had not been completely opened. In addition, influenced by Chen Dachui and others, I always thought that even if I could not become a hero, I should be a righteous man.

However, when the door was completely opened, emotions were gradually suppressed, and the right and wrong, good and evil in Wang Yu's heart were also washed away.

He looked at those people, like gods looking down from a high place, and it was difficult to get close to them anymore.

Fortunately, there is a parallel world. Whenever Wang Yu fulfills a wish, he can regain some of the feelings he has lost.

It seemed that some strange things had been opened in the previous world. He was still interested in other things as before, but he was very passionate about things that he had never seen before and were powerful.

Just as he was thinking about his thoughts, a sound of footsteps went from far to near. Wang Yu turned his head and saw Yan Chixia coming over with a gray-bearded old monk.

"Sir Yan, this mage is your helper, right?"

Wang Yu stood up from the steps and leaned over with his eyes shiny.

The old monk couldn't tell his age, and his long beard had not been taken care of, so he looked very messy.

However, compared with his old appearance, his bright eyes are as pure as babies. When looking at you, there will be an inexplicable force that will make people quiet.

"This is the monk Jiekong, the previous abbot of Lin Yin Temple. He has always had a relationship with me. He has also eliminated monsters together before."

After Yan Chixia introduced her, she pointed to Wang Yu and said, "He is the boy I told you. He has a spiritual mark on his body. I hope to temporarily suppress it with Buddhism and not let him die."

Monk Jiekong nodded and chanted the Buddha's name to Wang Yu. Suddenly, golden light shone in front of him, forming a ten thousand-character mantra in the air, rising in the wind and pressing down on Wang Yu.

With a bang, Wang Yu's clothes, including his wig, were all blown into pieces, leaving only a pair of trousers to cover his shame.

Yan Chixia was stunned, "Little brother, you are a bald man. Why do you want to become a monk?"

At this time, Wang Yu felt lazy and didn't want to speak, so he didn't answer.

Jiekong recited the Buddha's name again, the golden light retreated, and the ten thousand-word mantra began to rotate, gradually becoming smaller, until it completely disappeared.

Wang Yu came back to his senses and remembered to answer Yan Chixia’s question just now: “No, it’s just the sequelae of falling into the water.”

"Actually, it's good to become a monk, you can consider it." Yan Chixia said with a smile.

Jiekong looked at Wang Yu carefully and suddenly stepped forward and said, "Your little donor can indeed consider that your Buddha nature is not shallow, and it is easy to get rid of the fog and reflect your nature."

"Uh, I don't have this plan."

Of course, Wang Yu would not be a monk. He has almost lost his feelings in the main world. I finally can understand it here. What else do you ask him to learn to stop emotions and desires? Isn’t this bullying?

Jiekong sighed disappointedly, "What can I do if my fate has not come."

Yan Chixia didn't expect that her old friend would become serious and couldn't help but be surprised. You must know that the status around him is not ordinary.

Although he had already stepped down as the abbot, his reputation outside had been further improved.

Many people call him the Arhat.

"There is also a little friend who was hit by the Black Wind. Please go and take a look at it, monk."

Seeing that Wang Yu was a little embarrassed, Yan Chixia decisively changed the subject.

The two walked in directly, and Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. The old monk seemed to have seen something, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

If you can't help but punch someone to death, how can you explain to Yan Chixia?

In order not to do something wrong, Wang Yu did not go in and see how they saved people, but continued to sit on the steps.

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he doesn't want to remove the spiritual mark on his body, because as long as this is there, there will be many cute little cuties coming to him to play with.

However, it is not possible to understand it unless Wang Yu is willing to reveal his nature.

Just in the midst of trance, a burst of ghosts and wolves suddenly sounded in the room behind him, and the whole room became cold.

Just as he was about to see what was going on, Zhou Wen suddenly ran out.

At this time, his eyes were pitch black, without any white eyes, and he looked very scary.

"roll!"

Seeing Wang Yu blocking the road, he roared angrily, raised his hand and blew up a hurricane, overturning it out.

Then he ran away in a flash.

After three breaths, Yan Chixia ran out with a long sword and was about to chase him, Jie Kong called him weakly.

The old monk had a palm print on his chest, which was fishy and dark, and it should have been photographed just now.

Nie Xiaoqian and Zhang Yi, who were originally staying in the room, also ran out after hearing the movement.

"Young Master, are you okay?"

Seeing Wang Yu lying on the ground and only had a pair of pants on his body, Nie Xiaoqian's face turned red and wanted to go over and help him, but she didn't dare to do these things in front of everyone.

So I stood there a little at a loss.

Zhang Yi whispered in her ear: "Go and get him a set of clothes."

Nie Xiaoqian reacted, her face turned redder, and she lowered her head and ran back to the room.

Seeing his friend like this, Zhang Yi shook her head helplessly.

Wang Yu didn't care about this, and asked Yan Chixia and Jie Kong, who were discussing something, and said, "What's wrong with Brother Zhou? Didn't you do it just now?"

"Oh, the thief is cunning. It is the safest way to use Buddhism to destroy evil spirits, but the evil seed on the donor's body was tampered with just now. As long as he touched the power of Buddhism, he would explode immediately."

Jie Kong explained and said with a sad expression: "He is probably already in danger and has become a puppet of the evil spirit."

"Monk, you have tried your best. Maybe this is fate."

Yan Chixia's skills are mostly about killing demons and subduing demons. She is not proficient in saving people. She can temporarily suppress it, which is already amazing.

Wang Yu scratched his head, feeling a pity for Zhou Wencai.
Chapter completed!