Mountain Temple several miles away.

Master Fu, who was striding forward in a meteor, suddenly stopped and spat a mouthful of blood.

"The owner of the house?"

"Master Fu?"

The disciples of Zhengqi Villa exclaimed one after another.

Master Fu was lucky to regulate his breathing and vomited blood from his body, and sighed: "The disciples of Wuliang Temple are really amazing."

Halfway up the mountain, hidden in the mountain temple among the swaying trees, the fire shines and light reappears.

Because of the little monk's bald donkey, Lu Zhengdao and his group were spared. They were grateful and kept expressing gratitude to the little monk's bald donkey. When the little monk heard this, he said nothing and just smiled when he picked up flowers.

Lu Zhengdao and the others have been walking in the world for a long time, and they know that there are many strange people in the world. It is not surprising that the young monk is such a master. After they thanked the young monk, they felt that the mountain temple had become a place of right and wrong. Although the young monk had great martial arts skills and was afraid of it, he could protect them for a while and could not protect them for a lifetime. Walking far away was the perfect solution.

After discussing for a while, it was a long time to dream. They decided to leave Guobei County overnight and go as far as they could. So they cleaned up a little, and then thanked the little monk and left the mountain temple.

Wang Lin, who had been silent and watched coldly, felt relieved when he saw Lu Zhengdao and others leaving. If he had not had to, he would have been very worried, and he would not be willing to deal with the imperial criminals.

Perhaps these imperial court criminals looked pitiful and understandable, but he was not alone. Since his sister had an accident, he listened to his father's teachings and gradually realized that he could no longer act as he used to, because he was carrying a huge Wang family behind him.

All above the court and the world are far away, and all of them are so dangerous that they are strange and treacherous. He is not a monk and cannot escape from it. If he is not careful, he will cause the disaster of killing and extermination of the clan. It doesn’t matter if he dies alone. If he is tired of his family, it will be a crime that will be redeemable for hundreds of deaths.

Nie Xiaoqian did not leave, but still had a hidden figure. She thought to wait for the little monk to leave before appearing and talk to Wang Lin.

But when he waited, the little monk just didn't leave. Instead, he picked up a piece of clean land, his mind was calm and he sat down as if he was about to sit on a bonfire and meditate until dawn.

Facing such a guy who was reluctant to leave when he was fighting for the jungle, Nie Xiaoqian had no choice but to penetrate the wall and leave the mountain temple.

After walking less than a mile, I suddenly heard a sentence from behind: "Girl, please stay."

Nie Xiaoqian turned around and saw the maverick little monk: Humph, I'm not afraid of meeting ghosts when I ran all over the mountain in the middle of the night.

After complaining in her heart, she asked with a little caution with the idea of ​​being guarded against others: "What do you think of the master?"

Although this little monk is elegant and handsome, with a sense of elegance and ease, and is the most authentic young man in the fujoshi in his previous life, he was a monk after all. After all, he came out of the monk temple, without the tears of a cow on his eyelids, and he didn't even read any magic spells. However, he could see through her ghost body at a glance, and the identity of a paramita was about to emerge.

What's more, this little monk is small, his qi and blood are stronger than Wang Lin, and his skills are even the lord of Zhengqi Villa, even the master of Zhengqi Villa will return home. If she is on a whim and kills demons and drives away ghosts, she will be wronged.

The little monk rubbed the bald head that could reflect the moonlight, smiled silly, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, how can I go to Lanruo Temple?"

Want to use honesty to numb my mental defenses and lead me to be fooled, Nie Xiaoqian's heart tightened, but her face was confused: "Lanruo Temple, which temple is that? Is the master going to hold a order?"

"The little monk only lives in a hotel and never goes to a temple to hold orders." The little monk replied.

Leaving Wuliang Temple and walking in the secular world, he was still not an ascetic monk who slept in the open and frost on both sides.

The red meat ball will eventually become corrupt, and the smelly skin bag will still be greedy and ignorant. Monks habitually regard the human body as a smelly skin bag, but he thinks that when he says the three words "stinky skin bag", he already has the thought of contempt and ignorance in his heart.

Since it is the essence, why should you be despised or ignored? Little do you know that no matter whether you despise or ignore it, you cannot change the existence of the essence. It is not just a few words that there is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in it, and where can you hide the dust?

I will eat when I am hungry, sleep when I am sleepy, drink when I am thirsty, and eat when I am self-reliant and face the truth.

"Miss doesn't know about Lanruo Temple?" the young monk asked again.

He is not an outlier who has seen all the prosperity and experiences all the mundane world. He does not idle clouds and cranes, but does not value fame and fortune. He does not know what justice is. He acts only based on his own heart to achieve enlightenment.

That night, my heart was vivid and finally came to Lanruo Temple when I was free today. However, I was a little confused. Halfway through the road, I walked to the mountain temple. However, I accidentally saved a few lives and it was not worth the trip.

"I don't know." Nie Xiaoqian replied with a dim look.

"It is rumored that there are human-eating monsters and monsters in Lanruo Temple." The little monk looked into the night sky and replied in a deep voice.

He remembered the poems he picked up at the Lanling Dock Wharf Pier, which were carried by lotus lanterns, and those words that were weak and accused like wind. They were filled with sad and sad drifting, which made people feel helpless and frightened. In a trance, he seemed to see the ghost swaying on the lakeside of Xiaojing Lake.

"Since I know there are monsters and monsters there, why do you still have to go?" Nie Xiaoqian's vague expression disappeared, and the two curves of autumn water under her dark eyebrows were clear.

"What the Taoist Master Qingsong said just now is actually not very accurate, it should be called the 'Dharma-Essence Golden Body'." The young monk did not answer positively, "The Dharma-Essence Golden Body, there are two aspects, cutting flesh and feeding the eagle and throwing into the hungry tiger."

"Master is compassionate, can you have the ability to subdue demons?" Nie Xiaoqian asked seriously.

This little monk's Dharma name is not very nice, but he is truly compassionate. He can fight against the righteous leader for the sake of a group of imperial offenders, and is much more open and honest than the sanctified and polite people who are known as righteous. But now, even though he knows that he is a ghost, he can still treat him with courtesy. He does not seem to have too strong obsession with killing demons and exorcising ghosts, and his thoughts are clear.

It would be a pity if she died like this. She didn't want to see good people always without long life and harm for thousands of years.

The little monk shook his head and replied, "I haven't learned it."

He grew up in Wuliang Temple since he was young and had never seen monsters and monsters. After he went down the mountain, monsters and monsters were only heard of, so how could he deliberately use magic that is no different from the art of slaying dragons? He has achieved success in practicing the magic of the golden body. Although he cannot get invaded by swords and guns, and all dharmas remain unmoved, it is not a real way to kill demons and eliminate demons.

Cherish your life and stay away from Lanruo Temple!

After hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian didn't know whether this little monk was stupid or confused.

She was deeply trapped in the demon cave, and she was really thinking day and night, looking through the clouds and rainbows, hoping that there would be a master who had true compassion and was more familiar with magic skills, at least not less than Yan Chixia, who appeared in Lanruo Temple. However, judging from the little monk's answer, although the little monk could see himself at a glance, he was not such a master.

So what if you have a strong martial arts skills? You can beat people but can't kill monsters. If you forcefully break into Lanruo Temple, you will just lose your life in vain.

After pondering for a while, Nie Xiaoqian said, "Since that's the case, Master, please go back. Lanruo Temple, the demon cave, the ghost cave, is not the place for kind people."

When the little monk heard this, he couldn't help but look at Nie Xiaoqian for a few glances. He saw her black hair flowing like the falling moonlight and silver radiance, white clothes swaying, like the scattered snow, the sky is covered with light and agile, with the ice-skinned and jade bones that do not fall into dust, and the tranquil charm that remains independent of the world.

Such elegance that is not as good as the world's fireworks should be ashamed of Xizi and Wang Qian. How could there be a trace of evil, bizarre and frivolous aura?

Amitabha Buddha has eyes in his heart, and he knows her beauty. However, my heart is as calm as water, without estrus, and only by rituals. The little monk who has not yet carved out the Hongmeng and has not yet seen through the world only feels that this red pink skeleton is really blind, and he can't help but recite the Buddha's name secretly.

"Master, what are you doing here?"

However, when Nie Xiaoqian advised the young monk not to go to Lanruo Temple, Wang Lin appeared on the left and found that the young monk was talking to Youyouyeyes. He was suspicious and walked over.
Chapter completed!