Suddenly, a burst of thunder struck the treasure top, like a divine fire from the sky. With a bang, Yunhai Temple burned the heavenly fire that could never be destroyed!

The fire was brighter than the previous green lights that led the way. Wunian wanted to avoid it but still saw it. He sat dejectedly on the beach, stunned alone.

Mu Yan also sat down with him, and snuggled gently on Wunian's shoulders, and asked softly: "Wunian, I ran down the mountain willfully and had to be buried in the fire in Yunhai Temple. Will you blame me?"

"I don't blame you," Wunian said calmly, and said again: "Not only do I not blame you, I also want to thank you."

"Thank me? What are you grateful to me?"

"Thank you for knocking my wooden fish, breaking my bell, and pulling me out of the dullness." It was already here that he took a last look at Yunhai Temple, which had become a sea of ​​fire, and felt relaxed in his heart for some reason. Finally, he smiled and looked at Mu Yan, "But I still want to be a monk who ferryes people, and I hope you don't force me to break the precepts in the future..."

Mu Yan obediently held Wu Nian's arm and rubbed his face against his shoulder. At a blink of an eye, she was crying again...

Wunian Ben wanted to comfort him, but he started crying loudly before he could speak.

They are just children, and they should cry loudly if they are hurt. So they snuggled up in the heavy rain and wind, crying for this last farewell to death!

"Wu Nian, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, you save me, you save me!" Mu Yan swayed Wu Nian, everyone was afraid of death, let alone her?

Wunian put away his tears and forced himself to smile. He stroked Mu Yan's head and said, "You will not die, have you forgotten? You are Hai's daughter!"

Mu Yan was coaxed, wiped the tears from his face, looked at Wunian with his firm eyes and said, "What about you? You can't die either. If you die, I will not live anymore!"

"Haha, Wunian suddenly laughed. He patted his chest with ambition and said, "I am reincarnated by the ancient Buddha of Qinglan. If the dragon king dares to roll me away, I will sway my sleeves and drain the sea of ​​clouds!"

Mu Yan pouted: "Master Wunian is really shameless, you are lying again."

Wunian really grabbed Mu Yan's hand, and he affirmed: "You must hold me quickly later, so that we can see the Dragon King together. Then let's see me angrily talking about the Dragon King!"

Mu Yan smiled slightly, and his eyes were filled with a deep sadness. She was twelve years old and was not a child. She understood that Wunian's lies were to comfort herself, but even if she understood, it would be great to snuggle with each other.

Wunian closed his eyes and was silent for the last period of time. He was chanting scriptures and saving people, but he prayed devoutly to the Buddha in his heart: Wunian would like to exchange his three-life name for Mu Yan for a lifetime. But suddenly, a soft and soft thing put on his neck, and suddenly opened his eyes, and found that Mu Yan wore a golden Buddha pendant for him!

"This golden Buddha is the heirloom of my Zhang family. I will definitely bless you with it forever." Mu Yan held his crystal tears, but his eyes were trying to keep a smile.

"Amitabha, this thing is too expensive, I can't ask..." Wunian wanted to take it off and return it, but Mu Yan held his hand tightly and said in a daze:

"I seemed to have a dream last night. I dreamed that there would be a tall and handsome silly monk at that time. He would hold this golden Buddha to find me. I... I don't know how many lifetimes it was, but I know that Wunian is that monk. Wunian will definitely come to find me, right?"

Wunian didn't know what he said, and the thousands of words in his heart turned into only one word:

"right."

He knew very well that after going to Huangquan Road and crossing Naihe Bridge, he would just not drink the Mengpo soup!

As long as you don’t drink the Mengpo soup, you will find Mu Yan back no matter how many lifetimes you reincarnate!

At the end of the night, there was just dawn, and the rain was full of rain, and the sky was full of colors. Suddenly, huge waves were seen, Lancang beasts, the spirit of melting rain, the spirit of the wind, the breath of thunder, shocked the earth, swallowed the sky and blocked the sun!

The powerful power of the huge waves was enough to overturn the entire island. Wunian and Mu Yan were swallowed by the huge waves in one bite, but at this moment, a golden giant hand suddenly stretched out from the clouds. It stretched into the waves and gently snatched them. Two unconscious people appeared quietly in their palms. Then they gently weighed the giant palms. The two people's figures divided into two golden lights, one went west and the other went east, not seeing a hundred and eight thousand miles...

...

"Tsk tsk, is it that mysterious? Could it be that the Buddha Lord appeared to save you?" Hongdou was fascinated by the hearing, and she was sweating coldly at the experience of the two.

Mu Yan chuckled and shook his head: "I don't know whether this is true or false. I just heard from the past when the visitors of Peacock Tower were saying it - it was a coincidence that pirates were rampant in Canghai at that time, and the visitors of Peacock Tower were escorting a team of goods on the sea road. I was fortunate to be rescued by them and then brought back to Peacock Tower..."

"I didn't expect you to have such a story..." Hongdou took two cups of tea on the table, ran to the window and pushed the window open. A shy sun shone through the window, and the fish belly was white on the other side of the mountain, and the sun had climbed up the hillside.

Afterwards, she stretched her arms before holding the tea and handed it to Mu Yan, and said, "Since you have been dependent on each other since you were a child, this friendship should be very deep. Why don't you recognize that monk in the middle of the night?"

Speaking of it, there was another bit of sadness in Mu Yan's beautiful eyes. It took her a long time to say casually: "It's been more than ten years, and no matter how strong the relationship is, it should fade, right?"

Hongdou smiled and said, "I remember five years ago, the poster asked you and Xiaoxian, and gave you a condition, saying that only one of you can marry the third son of the Yuwen family. The Yuwen family is the world's largest Shang family, and the sisters in the building are looking forward to this place. The poster also said that as long as anyone goes, they can avoid the "heart-locking" poison." Speaking of this, Hongdou moved Mu Yan's shoulder, straightened his posture and looked at her eyes sincerely, and asked:

"Although Xian'er is beautiful, she is still worse than you in terms of appearance and talent. If you choose to go, you will definitely be able to surpass her - but you stayed and became the owner of this brothel. What awaits you will be emptiness and loneliness for a lifetime. It can be said that the beauty is easy to grow old, but it is difficult to contain water if you die... Then why is this?"

Mu Yan pouted, turned his head and replied, "What's the good thing about the Yuwen family? Isn't it just a little more money? And the third young master Yuwen is still a sick man. His family would come to Peacock Tower to propose marriage, just to make his son happy? The owner of the post hopes to get into such a family, so he feels pitiful to Xian'er."

"I don't recognize this explanation."

"snort."

Hongdou's beautiful eyes turned and said, "I see you, you are clearly waiting for that monk with your body..."

Mu Yan blushed instantly, with both anger and shyness. She scolded: "An Hongdou, why have you learned to be as slick as monk Xianger?"

Hongdou smiled and disagreed: "Facts are better than words. I say it is the fact. No matter how you say it, you can't cover up the facts." She advised: "I see that monk is not only rigid, but also has good character and temperament. Besides, he has been looking for you for ten years. Even if you don't recognize others, there is no need to humiliate others."

"I...ah," Mu Yan wanted to speak, so he could only sigh and walked in the room, saying helplessly: "It was because he was young at that time, everything was too beautiful, and I promised not to be easily promised. I didn't know that he would survive, let alone come to search for me. In the first few years, I did miss him day and night, but later I entered the Peacock Tower, started to kill people, took poison, and began to become cold-blooded and ruthless... And then the love in my heart began to fade, and I suddenly realized that who can the women in Peacock Tower love and who dare to love? - Look at the flower shadow, but when I was moved, I was demoted and fell into the market. Besides, Sister Mo Xi and Sister Qingyu who were executed for love; Sister Su Fan who was forced to be a nie; and there were old women like you and me who had gradually lost their faces!"

Mu Yan walked to the window and looked at the towering Peacock Tower. He slapped the window strings with a powerful palm, and said ruthlessly: "Beauty is poor, but the beauty is fleeting. Which woman in Peacock Tower has a good ending? I hate it! I hate it because I was deceived into Peacock Tower!"

Hongdou sat in front of the bronze mirror, and picked up the wooden comb with a sad look on her hair. She couldn't hear Mu Yan's other words, but the sentence "Old women like us who gradually faded" was like a needle piercing into her heart.

She sighed, "Oh, as you say that, it is right to not recognize that monk; the women in our Peacock Tower should not love anyone..."

But Mu Yan said, "It's not like that. If the person who loves you is the lobby of these twelve cities, the poster will not only give you an antidote, but will also marry you in a grand manner..." He laughed and disdained, "Hehe, but we are women from Peacock Tower. We are born with conspiracy and cunning hats. We are very cheap. Those who are all looking down on us."

It was a bit too much to say that he was inferior, but Hongdou retorted silently, and could only lament the beauty. As she sighed, she remembered another person: Ye Han, who seemed invincible and courageous, was the apprentice of Jiuyouzi of the Sword Immortal, but... But he was just a prodigal rogue, without power or power, what's the use of no matter how high his martial arts are?

Mu Yan seemed to think of the same place as him, and she hated, "That monk, besides eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha's name, he has no power and power to harm me, can I also harm him?"

Hongdou put down the wooden comb, shed a few strands of black hair to block the scars on her face, and looked at her in a vague way in the mirror.

"Do you think you're so sensible?" Mu Yan had walked behind her at some point, bent down and looked at the bronze mirror with him.

Hongdou was originally crazy, but suddenly another face appeared in the bronze mirror that made her ashamed. She quickly stood up and mirrored with Mu Yan. Wouldn't she be humiliated by herself?

"What's wrong? Are you so beautiful by me?" Mu Yan joked.

Hongdou didn't hide it: "That's natural. You are more beautiful than me. Now I have a scar on my face, which makes people feel ashamed..."

Mu Yan tutted his mouth and joked again: "Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

Where can I use my daughter’s age to talk nonsense? Hongdou was angry and scolded: “You girl, you should apply some rouge and water all day long. Of course, you should look younger than me! Why don’t you wash your face and then compare it?”

Mu Yan smiled, raised his chest and said proudly: "Even if you are not as fair as you, then I... am really better than you, right?"

"You--" Hongdou bit her lip and was about to play with her, but Mu Yan hurriedly took a few steps and waved her hand to compromise and said, "Okay, okay, but I'm just kidding you. Who doesn't know that Master Anzhai is as tender as water? - Didn't you say you want to go outside the city to help refugees? It's dawn and I'm no longer sleepy, so I'll go with you, right?"

"Oh! Why did I forget this? Xiang'er is afraid that she will make trouble for me... Let's go quickly!"

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Chapter completed!