"Monk, you and I are really destined." Entering the living room and looking at the familiar bald head in front of him, Zhou Yu said gently, but he couldn't help but clenched his teeth.

Back then, when he had just come down from the mountain to cultivate, he met a monk and a demon when he stopped at a ruined temple not far from the deserted mountain.

As a result, not only did they stay on tenterhooks that night, but they also ended up walking away with a horse and a roast chicken.

I thought I would never have many chances to meet her in this life, but I didn't expect that although I didn't meet the charming little witch today, I did meet the flower monk who stole the chicken.

What a coincidence.

"Monk, you stole my chicken that day, what did you do to it in the end?" Looking at the familiar person in front of him, Zhou Yu couldn't help but think of the oily chicken that he had worked so hard to roast.

"The chicken that was in dire straits has been saved by the little monk. It is thanks to the donor's reminder that the little monk has been saved. It is really a delicious and happy thing." Miaoshan saw the familiar person in front of him and said,

He suddenly said with a smile on his lips.

"Hehe, I think you just ate it. You violated the precept, do you know?" Zhou Yu was stunned when he heard this, and then sneered.

This handsome monk looks like a master, but in fact he is very evil in his heart. He chased this young lady for seven days and seven nights that day. Now it seems that his bad taste is gone.

"Amitabha, since the young monk is determined to save all things in this world, he must first save himself. In the eyes of the benefactor, it is a warning in the eyes of the young monk, but it is a state." After being exposed in person, Monk Miaoshan did not blush or gasp.

A gentle and elegant one.

"The young monk remembers the heroic words of the benefactor that day. It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun. Why not pay a visit today?" As soon as these words fell, a layer of milky-white Buddha light suddenly rose from the body of Monk Miaoshan.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed." Zhou Yu also laughed angrily.

This damn bald donkey wants to learn from the past, so he just wants to practice it physically. Although this feeling is quite familiar to him, it should be noted that he is not at the seventh level of the Qi training realm where he still had to tremble in the past.

Little monk.

As soon as he thought of this, his green robe suddenly became windless, and a fierce sword intent brewed out.

"Almsgiver Zhou is indeed extraordinary. In just over two years, his cultivation has been so terrifying. He is truly a person who can make a young monk suddenly understand the Buddha's teachings." He sensed Zhou Yu's training, which was indistinguishable from him.

Monk Miaoshan's eyes lit up at his perfect cultivation and sharp sword intent. While admiring him, his whole body's aura suddenly became restrained.

"It's a pity that Almsgiver Zhou has no chance to meet the Buddha now, alas..."

"Why, you don't want to become a physical person?" Zhou Yu, who didn't feel the fighting spirit from Miao Shan's body when he saw the aura on Miao Shan's body weakened, suddenly teased.

"What is physical transformation?" When Miao Shan heard this, a trace of doubt suddenly appeared in his eyes, but Zhou Yu didn't need to answer, but he seemed to understand something again. The weak aura on his body suddenly suddenly

Between reversals, it becomes stronger.

"..."

"Do I dig another hole for myself?" Zhou Yu's face suddenly darkened.

He had a hunch that the monk would rely on him in the future. Even though he didn't say anything, it was the monk's own imagination that went astray. Why did he have to take the blame?

"Amitabha, Almsgiver Zhou's exquisite views on Buddhism are rare in this young monk's life. It's just a pity that he has practiced sword practice and has no chance to be with me for the time being." After a while, when Zhou Yu was quite nervous, Miaoshan clasped his hands together and said with a look on his face.

What a pity.

"What do you mean I just cultivated the sword? Is it too much to cultivate the sword?" Zhou Yu felt that this monk spoke strangely and why he wanted people to flatter him so much.

"Brother Zhou, wait a minute." At this time, Xiao Zhan, who rushed over after hearing Wang Li's report, shouted immediately when he saw this scene that was like a crossbow.

"..."

Half an hour later, the three of them sat on each side.

"So, this Ningyuan Town is most likely the place where the evil gang used the idols to seduce people?" After listening to Xiao Zhan's analysis, Zhou Yu frowned and said.

As for Miao Shan, he did not bother to quarrel with a monk for the time being. If word spread, it would damage his reputation as Zhou Yu.

"That's right, so I decided to rush over to prevent another incident and at the same time look for an opportunity to catch the person behind the scenes." Xiao Zhan nodded and looked at Miaoshan who had been silent all this time.

"Master Miaoshan, do you have any suggestions?"

"Just follow the benefactor's words." Regarding the matter of incense and statues, Miaoshan also said quite solemnly.

"Then I, the three of us, and I will set off now." Seeing that they had reached a preliminary consensus, Xiao Zhan said without hesitation.

More than ten days later, Ningyuan Town.

Wang Sheng, who had recovered from a serious illness a month ago, has not only not improved recently, but his condition has become more serious.

This night.

Looking at the bed, his face was pale and his eyes were dim, like Wang Sheng who would soon be on his deathbed. His wife Wang Liu was waiting beside him, his eyes full of sadness.

"Ms. sir, please divorce me." As soon as these words came out, Wang Sheng, whose eyes were originally dull, suddenly trembled and asked sadly.

"Madam, why do you say this?" Seeing that his wife Liu Xiaodie was silent and just crying, Wang Sheng's face became paler.

"That's right. I'm hopelessly ill. If I drag it on, I will delay my wife. I think I, the king, think I'm very talented. I never thought that not only would I fail the exams many times in my wasted years, but I would also contract a serious disease. I...

…”

"My lord, please don't say this. All of this is my fault. I am an unlucky person. Only if I leave can my lord get better..." Seeing Wang Sheng's sudden expression of death, Liu Xiaodie immediately

He was shocked and said quickly. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his right arm that was lying on the bed. It was Mr. Wang Sheng's withered hand that grabbed him hard.

"Ms. sir!"

"Who told you that I, Wang Sheng, am already penniless? Who is so vicious as to maliciously slander my wife?"

"It's not what people say." Seeing that she proposed separation and Wang Sheng returned a wave of love and love for her, Liu Xiaodie felt pain in her heart again.

"Who is it then? Please give me a quote from my wife, otherwise my husband will die with his eyes open, Die'er."

"After my husband's condition suddenly worsened, Die'er had a dream in recent days telling me that this is Xiaodie's fate. Only when Xiaodie leaves can my husband survive and let the Wang family be proud of their ancestors."

"No."

"This is not fate, this is illness. It is the trap set up by the so-called evil god who wants my life, Wang Sheng." Wang Sheng said, struggling to get up from the bed.

He firmly grasped the shoulders of his wife Liu Xiaodie, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and a blush appeared on his face.

"Do you know that the evil god also entered my dream? Do you know what the evil god said to me?" Wang Sheng looked at Liu Xiaodie with burning eyes.

"What did you say?" Liu Xiaodie looked at the man in front of her. Looking at that bright gaze, she seemed to have returned to the poetry meeting where the two first met.

He is also so confident and so high-spirited.

"He wants me to divorce my wife, and he wants me to kill you, silly lady, that's not a god at all, it's an evil spirit." Wang Sheng said angrily, and Liu Xiaodie suddenly came back to her senses in fright, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed

One sound.

"Why...why?"

"I don't know, but I know that he must be asking for something. It's a pity that the life of my king is no longer mine, but yours, my silly wife."

"Ms. sir." When Liu Xiaodie heard this, her eye circles suddenly turned red.

"Die'er, there is no need to say more. Since Lord Wuhou wants my life, Wang Sheng, then I, Wang Sheng, will accompany him to the end."
Chapter completed!