Xu Yan appreciates pure people more.

Because he himself is a pure person.

Pure evil.

So when Xu Yan felt the aura of merchants that Qian Qianqian had come out of his bones, he didn't feel disgusted, as if he had seen his similar kind.

Seeing the girl dancing and feeling relieved, Xu Yan didn't say anything, but was still savoring the tea.

Qian Qianqian was harmed by Chen Qi and expelled from the sect. Now, when he heard about the enemy's miserable situation, how could he not say he was happy?

After a while of happiness, the girl looked up and said, "Xu, is Uncle Xu here for the relics this time? Cangming Temple is not a good place. You must be small and be careful."

"How can I see it?" Xu Yan asked thoughtfully.

"I, I know a monk was replaced by someone, or he was pretended to be faked." Qian Qianqian lowered his voice and told a strange news she had heard.

Qian Qianqian is very familiar with Mashoufang Market. She recognizes many monks from all walks of life and many monks from Cangming Temple.

There is a monk named Mile, who is responsible for purchasing the cost of Cangming Temple. He likes to drink tea the most, especially spiritual tea. He is obsessed with it. Every time he goes down the mountain to buy it, if he doesn't drink a pot of spiritual tea, Mile will feel uncomfortable all over and even get lost when he returns to Cangming Temple.

Before becoming a monk, Monk Mile was a drunkard. After becoming a disciple of Cangming Temple, he quit drinking and practiced Buddhism for many years. His Buddhist cultivation was no less than that of a Jindan monk. Because he used tea instead of wine and had to drink tea every day, he was named a tea fool, which made people talk about it with relish.

Monk Cha Chi Mile is a celebrity in Cangming Temple. Qian Qianqian has not only heard of it, but also seen it many times. Mile has come to this small tea shop many times.

However, since half a year ago, Monk Mile, who comes to the tea shop to enjoy tea almost every three or five days, only comes once every half month or even a month, and his obsessive tea tasting attitude is gone while drinking tea, which is completely different from before.

After listening to Qian Qianqian's speech, Xu Yan was a little funny and said, "I just don't like drinking tea. Maybe I'm fascinated by Lingjiu again and don't come to drink tea often. Just say that Monk Mile is fake, it's too arbitrary."

"No, no, Mi, Monk Mile must have been pretended by someone else!" Qian Qianqian saw that Xu Yan didn't believe it, and hurriedly explained: "When Mile was a left-handed man at the time, now Mile is using his right hand!"

"left handed?"

Xu Yan frowned slightly and began to ponder.

If a person's hobbies can change over time, a person's habits will not change easily, especially the natural habits of left-handed people, which are almost no one deliberately changes.

Because the left hand is the main one or the right hand is the main one, there is no difference for mortals, and there is no difference for monks from origin.

"Can you be sure that Monk Mile is not a left-handed now?" Xu Yan asked.

"Yes!" Qian Qianqian nodded fiercely and said proudly: "Just, just last time, Mile came to the tea shop for tea. I, I specifically tried him once and handed the teapot to his right hand. He naturally took it over and used his right hand!"

"If you test others, you are not afraid that others will see your temptation and get rid of you." Xu Yan scared him, and Qian Qianqian was not only not afraid, but also giggled.

"I, a little person like me, is a bad life, and I am not afraid! Besides, I just served a pot of tea, how can I cause trouble? Don't worry, don't worry."

Qian Qianqian said confidently, and suddenly a guy ran into the front yard and shouted anxiously: "Sister Qianqian, Master Mile has arrived, I have to let you go to tea!"

"No, no, no...just say I'm not here!" Qian Qianqian shrank his neck, sent the guy away, looked at Xu Yan with a bitter face, begged, "Uncle Xu, can you help Qianqian stop the disaster?"

Looking at Qian Qianqian's interesting appearance, Xu Yan smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid of killing someone to silence you, you can't die at all."

"Big, big, Uncle Da Shan, you can't stand by death and refuse to save me!" Qian Qianqian wailed: "Then the monk must not be Mile. Could it be that he wanted to kill his life for money? I finally accumulated three thousand spirit stones. If it really is gone, I will hang myself!"

Consider money, like life, this is the way of practice of wealth and money Qianqian.

"I pretended to be a monk. Who is hesitant and what is his purpose?" Xu Yan hesitated for a moment, stood up and said, "Let's go and have a look together."

Xu Yan didn't care much about the relics. His purpose was to go to the earth fire in the rebirth cave, and the rebirth cave is the important place of Cangming Temple. The legendary rebirth place where the relics appear is in the rebirth cave. In this way, no matter whether Xu Yan cares about the relics or not, he would have to go to the rebirth cave.

The theory of relics has made Cangming Temple a place for competition among all parties. Since we have to go deep into Cangming Temple, it is better to figure it out such a strange impostor. Perhaps this can reveal the changes in Cangming Temple.

Since hearing Qian Qianqian’s story and learning about Mi Le, Xu Yan has a premonition.

Cangming Temple seems to have changed or even crisis.

Monk Mile, who is equivalent to a golden elixir monk, is not a threat. Xu Yan planned to see a fake monk first. He has a dragon soul with his left eye. Now his eyesight is several times stronger than the fairy eyebrows and ghost eyes. Perhaps there is no need to fight to see the other party’s suspiciousness.

Asking Qian Qianqian to lead the way, Xu Yan came to the front yard hall and vaguely saw a bald monk sitting in the corner outside the window.

What surprised Xu Yan was that the bald monk was not alone, and a woman was sitting opposite Mile.

From the angle of Xu Yan outside the window, he couldn't see who the guest of Monk Mile was, but he could see a simple hem of the long skirt. Below the long skirt was a green cloth shoe embroidered with clouds.

"Xiao Shuang?"

Although he could not see anyone, Xu Yan recognized the owner of the cloth shoes, Xiaoshuang, the maid from Xuanyuan Island.

"Little..." Qian Qianqian was about to ask who Xiaoshuang was, but his mouth was blocked by Xu Yan.

"Stop the sound! Find me a suit of a shop assistant, and I'll serve tea." Xu Yanyi said in a voice transmission. Qian Qianqian nodded quickly, tiptoed out of the window, and hurriedly went to find clothes.

After nearly two years of separation, I actually met on the Horse-Shou Plain. Xu Yan was surprised by Xiao Shuang's appearance and was even more surprised at Monk Mile opposite Xiao Shuang.

Xiao Shuang was indeed not dead, and she left Haiyuan safely. In this way, Xu Yan further concluded that Xiao Shuang was not a foundation-building cultivation level, but what surprised him even more was the monk Mile.

"It's so exquisite way to disguise yourself as your skin, and your spiritual power is like an eye. But why don't you even have a real face behind the disguise? Is there really a shameless guy in this world?"

The star patterns surged in his left eye. Xu Yan stared at Monk Mile curiously and whispered in his heart.

In his left eye, the kind-eyed monk Mile was indeed as Qian Qianqian expected, wearing a human skin, especially the illusion that even his eyes were condensed with spiritual power.

It is not difficult to see through the illusion, but when Xu Yan saw through the illusion of the other party's eyes, he could not see the real eyes of Monk Mile, just as if the monk had only one fake face, and there was no real face behind the fake face.
Chapter completed!