Chapter 307

It's really difficult to waste time on how to deal with purples.

Because Taoist Fuyun is dead now, Hehuan valley will soon know about it.

Idleness is not afraid of Hehuan Valley, because he wants people from Hehuan Valley to come to him now, so that he can no longer run around like a headless fly.

Because of one thing Taoist Fuyun said, the waste was completely destroyed. He wanted to take a group of people into Hehuan Valley and rob the Buddha's precious wooden fish.

There is no specific place in Hehuan valley. Everything they do goes with their valley owner.

To put it simply, there is no base area in Hehuan Valley at all, but their valley Master goes there and there is the general altar.

As for their altars, there are many at the end of the day.

Where the red light is on, there is their altar.

At the end of the day, the area where the red light is on is large, so it's not easy to find their valley master.

However, Taoist Fuyun is an inner disciple of Hehuan valley after all, but he revealed a key information to idleness.

That is the name of the valley master of Hehuan Valley, Nangong feifeng.

Although it's just a name, it's a clue.

And now I know so many hidden door people in vain, so it may not be useless.

If you really can't find out about Hehuan valley through Nangong feifeng's name, there is only one way to go, that is, to let the wind out of your current affairs.

In this case, I believe that Nangong feifeng will never let go of herself and will come to find herself.

But in this case, Yanhong is very dangerous.

Because of the role played by Yanhong, as long as they put their heart into it, they will quickly sort it out.

So it's really difficult to waste.

When he was in such a dilemma, Yanhong suddenly sighed: "waste, I know you are very difficult, and I know I don't deserve you, so I have made a decision."

Her face was sad, her voice was sad, and her beautiful eyes seemed to twinkle a little.

Idly looked at her heart and wanted to comfort her.

But Yanhong stretched out her hand and gently stroked his lips with her fingertips to stop him from talking.

"Wasted, you know, that moment of that night is the happiest time of my life. I think it can be recalled for a lifetime."

In her eyes, she gradually shines brilliance, which makes people feel the sweetness in her heart.

"Once in a person's life, it's enough. Compared with too many sisters in Hehuan Valley, I'm already very happy, so I'm satisfied."

Light words, her eyes suddenly wet, but in the wet eyes, but with a touch of shallow smile: "and these years, I have been wandering in such years and occasions, I am tired, I want to go with the ancient Buddha, please support me."

"This..." I jumped in my heart and looked embarrassed.

It's not that he's pretending, but that he really didn't expect Yanhong to make such a choice.

But Yanhong was wearing tears and smiled faintly: "brother wasted, I have decided, so please help me complete this wish."

Idly looking at her, in her eyes, is an unshakable persistence.

He knew that Yanhong had made a decision in her heart.

Suddenly, he sighed faintly and smiled.

What's wrong with her today? She's a monk, not to die. Isn't that better?

Get rid of the shackles of the world of mortals and let her mind fly. Moreover, the emotional poison precipitated in her body over the years will slowly fade in her practice. She can become a monk and practice, which is really beneficial to her.

Considering these, the wasted heart suddenly became cheerful, reached out and patted her on the shoulder: "OK, I support you."

"Thank you!" A touch of complexity flashed in the beautiful eyes, and a long coagulation on the wasted face.

Idleness is a indifferent smile, but it helps her think of a good place, martial uncle Zhixian.

……

Zhitong looked at a girl brought back by waste again. His eyes lit up immediately. He stared at him for a long time, but suddenly hummed heavily: "waste, come with me."

Waste smiled at Yanhong, threw an OK gesture, turned around and walked out behind Zhitong.

When he got to the meditation room, Zhitong suddenly angrily pointed to the waste, angrily drank and asked, "you smelly boy, do you feel that your happy heart demon Zen skill has been cultivated well? Can you break the ring? You're really good at bringing a dusty woman to the temple! "

Idly hearing what he said, he immediately revealed a astringent ran. In other words, master misunderstood!

He was trying to explain, but he was directly interrupted by Zhitong: "smelly boy, do you know, this woman is not a simple dust woman. She has practiced yin-yang skill, and she is a very vicious kind. You dare to touch such a woman. It's really not afraid of death!"

In the sound of angry drinking, his wrist turned over and he felt the pulse of waste. A moment later, his face finally slowed down.

"Fortunately, you haven't touched her yet. If you do touch her, you're finished!"

Looking at the expression on Zhitong's face, he wasted his heart.

Although he was cruel, it was clear that he was nervous.

In fact, he never thought of touching Yanhong, so he smiled faintly, looked at the master and whispered, "master, I didn't even think of touching her at all, I just want to..."

"Hum! Will you be so honest? Then the sun really comes out from the West! " Zhitong didn't let him go on at all, and even fiercely bounced on his bald head: "say, what do you want to do when you take people to the temple? Did you find the young lady and can't afford the money? "

Speaking of this, Zhitong's face suddenly changed. He subconsciously covered his wallet tightly and looked at the waste with a wary face: "I can tell you that you have done good things by yourself and pay them back by yourself. Now I'm too busy to give you any extra money."

"Cough..." the waste almost spurted blood.

Buddha is now a billionaire. How can he be so poor that he can't even afford to find a sister?

In other words, master's expression is really too obscene, isn't it?

At the beginning, I went so far from here, but now, I'm still going to pay nothing?

This is really an Iron Rooster!

But well, I don't care about this with him. There is one thing, but I have to ask him for help. As soon as I read this, I wasted my eyes and had an idea.

"Master, I know you have no money, and I don't ask you for money. I just want you to do me a favor."

When Zhitong didn't ask him to borrow money, he was greatly relieved, his face eased a lot, and his face was more indifferent and profound: "what's the matter?"

"Master, I can tell you that Yanhong is from Hehuan valley."

"Ah?" Zhitong immediately exclaimed. He saw the yin-yang double cultivation of Yanhong, but he really didn't think about Hehuan valley.

And Hehuan Valley, of course he knows.

That's a secret of Buddhism.

"This..." he looked at the waste with some surprise. In a flash, there was a bright light in his eyes. He stared at the waste tightly and asked word by word: "do you want to lead to Hehuan Valley?"