The scholar is tall, thin and frail, and looks no different from ordinary scholars.

However, looking at the profile of the other person's face, Fahai felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart. This strange change made him almost regard the scholar in white as a monster for a moment.

Fortunately, his mind quickly returned to calmness, and after a calm analysis, he denied the possibility that the scholar in white was a monster.

Although the other person gave him a strange feeling, he did not feel any evil spirit in this scholar.

Fa Hai closed his eyes and recited a spell to Meng Zijin Bo. A purple halo flew out from the golden bowl and jumped with lightning speed towards Fu Yin who was hiding on the other side and was concentrating on observing Fu Yin.

Xiao Qing.

Xiao Qing's eyes were stern. Before the purple light touched her, she raised her hand and waved it. The cyan light bursting out of her hand blocked the Buddhist energy that suddenly hit her.

Two rays of light meet, and two forces confront each other.

The next second, the eyes of both sides collided in the air, and almost instantly, one person and one demon took action at the same time.

Fahai's Zen Staff and Xiaoqing's Qinghong Sword made a clanging sound, and the cold light and flint instantly attracted everyone's attention.

At first, these people were watching the fight between Fa Hai and Xiao Qing as if they were watching a show. It was not until Xiao Qing revealed his green snake tail and swung it towards Fa Hai that everyone who was watching the show turned around and shouted with pale faces:

"It's a monster, it's a monster! The monster is here to catch us!"

Following these frightened shouts, in just a few seconds, only Fuyin and the old woman selling umbrellas were left at the broken bridge in the West Lake.

Fuyin looked at the old woman: "Old man, aren't you going to run?"

The old woman shook her head and sighed: "I'm old. I can't run anymore. Besides, I'm so old that even monsters might not look down on me, but you." The old woman looked at Fuyin and said, "

Young Master, why don’t you look scared at all?”

After saying this, without waiting for Fuyin to reply, the old woman said to herself: "I don't know why, but I feel friendly when I look at you, and I like you from the bottom of my heart."

She smiled: "And strangely enough, I feel very at ease when I stand with you."

Fuyin looked at the smile on the old woman's face and smiled slightly.

This old woman has been doing good things all her life. Although she has no children, she has several children and grandchildren, all of whom are beggars adopted by her. She does good deeds and bears good results. He chose to buy an umbrella from her today and ask for news. It is considered a blessing.

A destiny of destiny.

The piece of broken silver he gave was made of Yang Zhilu. From the moment the old woman's hand touched the broken silver, Yang Zhilu melted into her bones through her skin.

Everyone's lifespan is fixed, and Fuyin will not interfere, but that drop of poplar dew can eliminate the rheumatic pain in the old woman's bones and relieve her of the pain of being exposed to heavy weight. In the future, she will be able to get along with those children more easily.

Loosen faster.

…………

Here, Fuyin was talking to the old woman on the bridge, while on the other side of the bridge, Xiaoqing and Fahai were fighting more and more fiercely.

Fahai has many magic weapons on his body, and he is protected by holy robes that are invulnerable to weapons and demons. Although Xiaoqing is extremely talented in practice, he only has three hundred years of Taoism. At the beginning, he was still able to reconcile with Fahai.

The attacks came and went, but after dozens of moves, he gradually fell behind.

Seeing that Fahai's Qingtian Zen Staff was about to hit him, at the critical moment, Xiaoqing's steps flashed, and his body was faster than his mind, and he flew quickly behind Fuyin.

The old woman's eyes widened, and before she could react, she was knocked unconscious by Xiao Qing's wave.

Looking at the old woman lying on the ground, Fa Hai, who was chasing after her, angrily yelled: "Don't let the monster hurt anyone!"

Xiaoqing sneered: "I didn't hurt her, I just let her sleep." He stood behind Fuyin, tilted his body and exposed his head: "You are a stubborn bald donkey, you are not the real monster that harms people.

Go and catch him, you must stay with me."

After saying this, without caring about Fahai's expression, Xiaoqing immediately withdrew his head, as if seeking shelter, and hid behind Fuyin: "Brother, save me, I'm a good demon."

His voice dropped several degrees at once, sounding aggrieved and a bit like a young man crying when he was bullied. In an instant, he changed from an arrogant monster to a weak and pitiful person who needed to be protected.
Chapter completed!