Huixin didn't expect that Zhang Yi would come to him on his own initiative. I remember that that night, Zhang Yi tried every means to leave, but in the end it was the mysterious black robe who allowed Zhang Yi to escape.

Zhang Yi is the person Huixin has seen the strongest resentment in recent years. As a monk, his duty is to resolve the resentment, so that he forced Zhang Yi to stay and meditate for three years.

When Zhang Yi saw Huixin staring at him, he felt so angry that he felt like he was staring at him, and he felt an illusion that he was wrapped in invisible power.

When Mo Shuining saw Huixin actually ignored her, she was immediately angry. She put her waist on her waist and said angrily: "Huixin, you actually ignore my existence. I'm very angry!"

Uh! Huixin was stunned when she heard this, then turned her gaze to Mo Shuining, who had a bulging face. The next moment, he suddenly widened his eyes.

"Is it... it's you?"

Huixin rubbed his eyes, and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Not me, who else?"

Mo Shuining hummed, his tone quite dissatisfied.

Huixin walked up excitedly, and he looked at Mo Shuining in disbelief.

“What to look at?

I haven't seen you for fifty years, and you really don't know me anymore?"

Mo Shuining bulged her little face and looked very angry.

Huixin stared at Mo Shuining for a long time, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice: "So it's Senior Mo."

At this moment, Huixin was a little crying and she didn't expect that she hadn't seen her for fifty years. She was still so petite and delicate, and she didn't look like a hundred-year-old man?

When Zhang Yi saw the expression on Huixin's face, he was indeed as Mo Shuining said. They really knew each other! Moreover, looking at Huixin's appearance, he seemed to be afraid of Mo Shuining, the little ancestor.

"What senior?

Call me aunt!"

Mo Shuining was dissatisfied.

Huixin pulled the corners of his mouth, and then he asked with a smile on his face: "I wonder why seniors are here?"

Mo Shuining said proudly: "I heard from my uncle, you want my uncle to stay for three years last time?"

"ah?"

Huixin was stunned and looked at Zhang Yi beside him in disbelief: "He... is he your junior uncle?"

"Is there still a fake?"

Mo Shuining became even more angry, and she snorted: "Xiao Huixin, you are getting more and more courageous. How dare you let my uncle stay and meditate for three years? Do you think I am easy to bully?

”

"No, no..." Seeing Mo Shuining's dissatisfied look, Huixin explained in panic: "Your uncle is too resentful. It really takes three years of meditation to resolve the resentfulness in his body.

, The little monk is also for your uncle’s good!”

Zhang Yi was speechless. Unexpectedly, Huixin turned from a monk to a "little monk" in front of Mo Shuining, the little ancestor.

He didn't expect that the Taoist monk Huixin would be like a child in front of Mo Shuining.

Actually, it’s right to think about it. Mo Shuining’s real age is much older than Huixin. Huixin is indeed a child in front of her.

Zhang Yi didn't plan to talk to him, so he stood quietly aside without saying a word.

"That's good, I thought you were going to be bad for my uncle!"

Mo Shuining hummed twice.

Huixin instinctively shrank his head, and he didn't dare to show off his energy in front of Mo Shuining.

Mo Shuining often bullied him back then, which caused this psychological shadow.

Mo Shuining laughed and said, "Xiao Huixin, do you still remember the pill that I and your master refined back then?"

"Senior Mo, you are..." Huixin was stunned when she heard this, a little confused about the purpose of their coming here today.

Mo Shuining didn't want to beat around the bush and said straight to the point: "We are here today, just wanting that Great Huan Dan. Do you still keep it?"

"ah?"

Huixin suddenly widened his eyes, and he said with a sad face: "Senior Mo, can you come here today just for the Great Refuge Pill?"

"Or what would I do here?"

Mo Shuining snorted coldly.

"Senior Mo, that's the only thing my master left me, I..." Huixin wanted to cry a little.

"Of course I know, but half of that big Chinese pill belongs to me. If I take back the half of my own, do you have no objection?"

Mo Shuining said.

"Senior Mo, what do you need Dahuandan to do?"

Huixin asked with courage.

"What do you care about this?

You just want to tell me if you keep it yet?"

Mo Shuining said dissatisfied.

"Of course, it's still there..." Huixin smiled bitterly, and he stretched out a hand and said, "Senior Mo, please come in with me!"

"Pretending!"

Seeing Huixin's attitude, Mo Shuining murmured twice, then said to Zhang Yi: "Uncle Master, let's go in!"

Zhang Yi reacted instantly, and then followed Huixin into the room.

There is also a Buddha statue in the room, and there is a cushion under the statue. It seems that Huixin used to meditate and recite scriptures here.

"Senior Mo, wait for a while, the monk will take out the pill now!"

Huixin turned around and left the room.

Zhang Yi found Zhang Chair and sat down, looked at Mo Shuining with curiosity and said, "Girl, I didn't expect you to really know Huixin!"

"Hmph, can I still lie to you?"

Mo Shuining pouted her little mouth and said a little dissatisfied: "As long as you get that big pill, don't forget my pocket money!"

Zhang Yi's mouth twitched twice. This little ancestor is really a little rich slave! "Uncle Master, when we meet that bastard Li Xiuyuan again in the future, we will call Huixin to beat him up. Do you think it's okay?"

Mo Shuining's words were amazing.

"Huixin is already a great monk, how could he fight and kill?"

Zhang Yi shook his head.

"You're right!"

Mo Shuining suddenly became a little depressed.

Soon, Huixin came back with a worn-out box in his arms.

"Where is the pill?"

Mo Shuining couldn't wait to speak.

Huixin opened the box with a wry smile, and a round pill was lying quietly inside.

As the box opened, a rich fragrance of elixir floated out and filled the entire room.

Zhang Yi's eyes lit up suddenly. He could actually tell at a glance that this round pill was simply a magic medicine! Mo Shuining stretched out his little hand and the pill was grabbed by her. She said with a smile.

: "So you really have this pill?"

"This is the only thing the master left to the little monk, so the little monk has always been reluctant to eat it."

Huixin explained with a wry smile.

This pill was kept for fifty years. Huixin felt a pain in his heart when he saw the pill being grabbed by Mo Shuining, the aunt, in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Shuining's small hand turned into a knife and split the pill in half with one palm.

"Auntie keeps your word, leave this half for you!"

Mo Shuining handed his other half to Huixin.

Huixin waved his hand, and he said with a faint smile: "Senior Mo, the little monk is old, this pill is useless to me, so you can take it to your uncle!"

"You really don't need it?"

Mo Shuining looked at him skeptically.

"Only by taking the whole pill can the medicinal properties be maximized, and it may also resolve your uncle's hostility. The little monk is also a good thing!"
Chapter completed!