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"What did you say, female benefactor? Girl, you're a smart guy, you can't mess up... "As the saying goes, 'A mountain of green remains, no fear of fire and no fear', 'Infinite Buddha, good …"

This old monk is really annoying. How come he knows all about me?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and look at him. She then said with some embarrassment, "Just what do you want?"

The monk said, "As long as you give up on the idea of seeking death, I will return the sword. Otherwise, hehehe …"

Bai Xiaoqiao's eyebrows twitched and he was even a little embarrassed and annoyed. He thought for a moment, then sighed and said, "How would you know about what happened to me? Let go! "

The old monk was very observant. The murderous intent that was on Bai Xiaoqiao's face had long disappeared. Since his will to die was gone, there was no need to worry.

"Amitabha!" The old monk chanted the Buddhist chant once again, but he released the hands that were tightly holding onto the other party's sword.

Bai Xiaoqiao suddenly retracted his sword, glared fiercely at the old monk, and sheathed his sword.

The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Good, good. With a single thought from this lady, I will have endless fortune in the future. Buddha bless me, but there will be no Amitabha in the south!"

Bai Xiao Qiao rolled her eyes at him and faintly sighed. She said with a wry smile, "You are a prostitute, how can you understand the matters of mortal life? Let's not talk about this anymore … Oh, by the way, Master, do you know if the relief money has been safely taken away? "

There were two smiles on the old monk's face, but it was not without misery. "With Miss's blessings, we can finally settle this for the time being. Only …"

"But what happened?"

"I'm afraid the future will be dangerous... This old monk has used all of his strength, so he can't do anything about it. "

"Huh?" Mai Xiaoqiao opened her eyes wide and said, "Wh …" "Is that so?" "Could it be …"

"Don't worry about it, my lady …" You and I can't help you with this... "This old monk had also made a divination about this matter. In the end, it turned out to be auspicious. This is extremely rare …"

He thought to himself, 'This monk's martial arts skills are extremely high, and it seems that he isn't any worse than Miss Han. If he really can make a move and help the officials, then he should have a high chance of succeeding.

The old monk's bright eyes swept over her face, but he seemed to have already understood her "thoughts". Instead, he used a benevolent smile to conceal his regret and guilt.

"Miss, you have done your best for this matter. I have no regrets." At this point, he could not help but recite the Buddhist chant, "Amitabha, you can't say it, you can't say it. At this point, he couldn't help but chant the Buddhist chant," Amitabha, you can't say it, you can't say it.

Little Qiao blinked and shook her head, indicating that she did not understand.

With a soft sigh, she said, "I don't know what you're talking about. Master, we've met three times, and it was finally fate. I still don't know what your nickname is, Old Master. "

Actually, Thousand Hand Divine Catcher Qin Zhao had once mentioned the Buddhist Monk Chu Yun. This was something that should not be forgotten by Bai Little Qiao. However, she hadn't paid attention to it and never heard of it.

The old monk's silver eyebrows blinked, "Amitabha —" He recited the words' Buddha … '"

At this point, he paused for a moment. His eyes lit up as he said, "Honestly speaking, this old monk is not unfamiliar with this lady. I have heard a lot about this young lady …"

"Oh!" Bai Xiaoqiao originally wanted to leave, but upon hearing these words, she could not help but become curious and fixed her steps.

"Old Na mentioned someone. Does this girl know anyone?"

"Who?"

"Yu Yan," the old monk changed his name. "Her name is Wu Yuxue, do you recognize her?"

Bai Xiaoqiao was slightly surprised for a moment. Then, he nodded and said, "I know him."

How could she not know this person? However, this was the first time she had heard of the name "Yu Yan".

He remembered that when he first met Wu Yuxue, he went to visit her in the Bai Clan Ancestral Hall, and he already guessed that Wu Yuxue's real name wasn't "he". However, the other party didn't deny it, and in other words, admitted to it.

Only now did he know that his real name was Yu Yan. This meant that he was absolutely a member of the Yan Clan — the descendant of the famous' Yan 'sect in the martial arts world.

When she mentioned 'Swallow School', she had long suspected that Wu Yuxue came from there. However, she hadn't confirmed her suspicions.

Now that he suddenly found out, he couldn't help but feel somewhat shocked in his heart. However, he also felt that he had been cheated. His heart felt sour and cold … I really don't know what it's like.

"Amitabha!" The old monk's chanting was like a crescendo, and Miss Bai's eyes fell on his face.

"So you are the Great Master Chu Yun of Stone Ridge …" I have long heard of your great name.

After saying that, she lowered her head dejectedly. Earlier, she had wanted to see this monk as soon as possible because of the matter with her lover, Wu Yuxue. There were many things she wanted to ask him about.

Once upon a time, when this person saw him, even when he was right in front of him, he lost all interest and wanted to say something.

Interpersonal changes, the world changes like a white dog, too subtle, too ethereal and insubstantial.

As she thought about it, Bai Little Qiao's face turned even paler. She felt an incomparable coldness from her body. Her eyes focused on the old monk's pair of shoes. Her disheveled hair trembled in the early morning breeze.

Her heart had been thrown into disarray, like a tangled ball of silk. For a moment, it was difficult to find that thread.

Monk Chu Yun let out a long sigh.

His heart was like an ancient well, and just because of that single thought, he was able to interfere in this matter. In the end, he almost destroyed himself.

It was almost impossible for a person who was born to take care of matters of the world, just like a wet hand scratching his face and trying to pull back his clean hands.

"Benefactor, is there anything else that you haven't done yet?"

"I …"

Bai Xiaoqiao smiled bitterly, shook his head, looked at Monk Chu Yun, and coldly said, "Big Master, why are you asking this?"

"Amitabha!" Monk Chu Yun clasped his hands together and said hesitantly, "This young lady has done her best, there is no need to waste any more time … It's cold... You are tired from the journey, and you will spend a few days in the old monk's cloud temple, watching your heart and meditating. These are going to be good for the girl... "What do you think, miss?"

As Bai Xiaoqiao listened, he was stunned. He could not help but think in his heart, so this monk had already understood my intentions. It was just that he did not say anything about it.

Eh, how did he find out?

Thinking like this, a pair of eyes suddenly looked over at the monk.

"Amitabha, Amitabha!" The old monk clasped his hands together and announced two Buddhist names.

He had underestimated these two ordinary Buddhist names, especially those of a master like Monk Chu Yun. They really had the effect of removing turds and clearing away demons.

As Bai Xiaoqiao listened, he only felt a sense of peace and tranquility. The loneliness and sadness from before had greatly eased up. Deep within his heart, a new and joyful note had unexpectedly jumped up.

Although it was only for an extremely short period of time, it was still considered extremely fresh and refreshing under the current state of mind of Bai Xiaoqiao, who was not far from death.

"Alright …" Bai Little Qiao smiled and said, "It's just that Big Master, you have to agree to a few of my conditions."

"Amitabha, this old monk knows the lady's intentions. Please follow me …" Buddha knows, there is no Amitabha in the South! "

Every time he pronounced the Buddhist name, a sense of peace rose up in Bai Xiaoqiao's heart, but after a while it returned to its former state, showing the difficulty of "understanding" the work, which could not be seen in a day or night, which encouraged her to develop an inexhaustible desire for Buddhism.

However, she was wary of the old monk's ulterior motives.

"Old Master, I won't hide it from you. I'm in a very bad mood, and it's hard to get rid of …" I'd love to come to your temple and stay for a while... Maybe they'll stay forever. " Bai Xiaoqiao said.

"Makes, makes, Amitabha!"

"I want... "I want to take my old master as my master and wholeheartedly follow the Buddha …" Bai Xiaoqiao said.

As the old monk listened, he could not help but let out a "hur hur" sound and laugh.

"Really?" Let's talk about this later! "

"No way!" Bai Xiaoqiao said coldly, "Old Master, you have to promise me right now. I'm not joking around with you."

"Alright, I'll accept you as my disciple." The old monk could not help but announce the name of Buddha.

"Also, I live in a temple, so you can't tell anyone else about it. I don't want anyone else to know about this …" I beg you, old man, to promise me. "

The monk blinked his silver brows as he looked at her face with a pair of kind and spirited eyes. The next Buddhist title shook her heart and caused her to panic, causing her to immediately be wary of speaking any nonsense.

There was no sun in the pale sky, no cloud, and the gloom was terrible. Time was like a silent snake, and when you suddenly felt it, it slipped away.

The winter wind, cold and prickly, when it zigzag from the eye, intermittent whistling, people's footsteps, is insignificant, pitifully small.

Under the lead of Thousand-Hands Divine Hunting Qin Zhe, the eight of them carefully and silently proceeded forward, looking pitiful yet insignificant.

According to Monk Chu Yun's design, this line of people was called "White Snake Ouroboros". It seemed to be true, indeed it was like a snake, a snake that could drill through any chasm.

Along the way, they passed through the forest, mountain crevices, and pine trees. However, before their eyes was a vast expanse of wilderness.

Qin Zhao stopped in his tracks in the middle of the yellow grass. He took a deep breath. The seven companions behind him were exhausted. They couldn't wait to throw down the heavy burden on their shoulders and fall down to sleep.

Qin Zhao could not hold on any longer. He sighed and said, "Sit down and eat something!"

As soon as the words left their mouths, everyone immediately untied the heavy silver bags on their back and sat down to meditate. They took out the rations and water they had prepared and began to eat and drink.

Although Qin Zhao could not bear the food, he did not dare to be so impudent. With half of his body supporting the bag on the ground, he could only take a nap.

He had only dozed for a short while, but he was alarmed by the sound of the wild turtledove flapping its wings. He suddenly straightened his body.

Beneath their earthy red wings, there were bright red spots. When they flew up into the sky, the sight was quite impressive. One could imagine how regretful it would be if the wilderness lost the embellishment of these wild animals.

However, Qin Zhao, who was standing in front of him, was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery.

The gale rises at the end of the duckweed, any rustling of the grass, there must be a cause, just like the turtle-dove in front of the startled, also be a "reason" right?

Qin Zhe's eyes widened as he tried his best to look and look … All I saw was a sky that was full of gloom and gloom... His sleepiness deepened.

"Ah …" "Hah …" The constable next to him, fat head Ah San, was yawning towards the sky. He seemed to have lifted the curtain of sleep in front of them, and they could no longer bear it. They fell to the ground and slept soundly.

Rather than saying there were eight people, it would be more accurate to say there were eight beasts and eight pigs. Their heavy snoring made the grassland lose its luster and lose all color.

A hare suddenly emerged from the mound, pricked up its long ears, and plunged into the grass.

The two yellow wolves stuck their heads out from a distance and sized up the area. They probably still remembered seeing this kind of strange scene before. With a whimper, they fled away with their tails tucked between their legs.

The snores of the eight people gathered together to form a series of waves. This kind of sound was extremely shocking. Even Qin Zhao, who had always been the most heavy-handed, was actually so careless. It was no wonder that something bad was about to happen.

The first figure had appeared almost right next to the tip of the blade of grass. It was using the well-known movement technique, "Fly onto the Grass".

Many people knew about this martial art, yet they couldn't compare to the man in front of them. He was truly a superior cultivator.

She was wearing a long purple robe and her delicate hair fluttered in the wind.

It must be a girl — a Han girl.

Following that, the four people who appeared were her underlings, the fourth son, and the four old men, the giant bandits Shen Qiu.

Following that, everyone appeared one after another at Miss Han's command to raise their hands and spread out, surrounding the eighth constable.

A proud smile appeared on Lady Han's face.

It was not hard to imagine the joy of recovering from a loss.

It was truly a coincidence. After a long period of confusion, the eight of them actually fell into her hands once again.

Judging from the current situation, even if they had wings, it would still be difficult for them to escape.

Looking at the people lying on the ground in front of her, Lady Han slowly drew her sword.

"Kill anyone who dares to break through the encirclement."

As everyone listened, they took out their weapons and answered in unison.

The clashing of swords startled Qin Zhao, who was actually exhausted after being on guard.

Like a frightened fox, he almost jumped up, like a carp that suddenly jumped up.

"Ah …"

He didn't even manage to see what had happened clearly before his eyes, but a cold, sharp blade was placed on his neck.

The one who acted was actually Eldest Brother Li — Silver Crown Suit Li Qi.