"Amitabha, little benefactor, there is only simple food and food in this pure place of Buddhism. Monks don't eat meat. Please forgive me for not eating meat. I'm sorry. Please give this little benefactor more soup."
An old monk in yellow robes said with a smile on his face.
Several monks in gray clothes behind him immediately stepped forward and took out a load of steaming white flour steamed buns, and then scooped out a large bowl of goat's milk from the large wooden basin and handed it to the little girl.
"Little donor, why aren't your elders here?"
The old monk still said pleasantly.
"If I walk quickly, they will arrive soon."
The little girl said lightly, her dirty face full of indifference.
"Amitabha, that's good. The Western Desert is not peaceful now. Except for the Bodhi Temple, almost all of it is desert. It's too dangerous. How about the little benefactor go to the Bodhi Temple and sit for a while, waiting for the elders of the clan to come?"
"There are several wing rooms in the temple. It won't be a problem to add a few sets of bowls and chopsticks."
The old monk said cheerfully, with a kind look on his face.
If it were another person who didn't know the inside story, he would probably burst into tears of gratitude to the old monk at this moment and then completely offend him. However, the little girl was not moved at all. She quickly packed up her things, pulled the board and turned around to leave.
The meaning of answering.
"Hey, it's not safe on the road, little benefactor, so let this scoundrel, the old monk, accompany you."
A cold light flashed in the old monk's eyes, and he waved, and a young and strong monk in gray clothes immediately stepped forward and followed the little girl closely, never leaving.
"No need. Thank you for your kindness, Master. Please come back. My elder is right in front. With his cultivation during the tribulation period, he can protect me."
The little girl kept her head down and continued to move forward. The little baby on the wooden board also made various gestures to the gray-clothed monk, seeming to drive him away.
"Amitabha, it doesn't matter. Monastics are compassionate. The monk only sees the donor for a short time and will never stay."
The gray-clothed monk showed a smile on his face and said slowly.
The two children in front of us cannot be let go easily. The little girl looks like she is eleven or twelve years old, and the milk baby looks like she is two or three years old. This is exactly what the Celestial God Sect needs.
If he catches two high-quality children at once, the proud elders of Tianshen Sect will definitely praise him after he returns.
The little girl didn't say anything. She silently pulled the board and walked towards the wilderness in the distance.
Li Xiaobai secretly followed the two of them. He wanted to see how the little girl avoided risks.
The gray-clothed monk is a local monk from Bodhi Temple. He is not from the Zhongyuan Realm. His cultivation should not be too strong, but it is obviously not something that this little girl with a little bit of navigation can handle. If he dares to trap himself in a tiger's mouth to seize food, he must be
There is something to rely on.
The group of people walked farther and farther, gradually deviating from the official road and entering an inaccessible wilderness.
After drinking some tea, the little girl continued to move forward with her head bent. The monk in gray clothes couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, unable to figure out the little girl's routine.
"Amitabha, this poor monk is so vain. He hasn't asked for the name of the little benefactor yet?"
Monk Shenxu couldn't help but break the silence. He resisted the impulse in his heart and did not rush to take action. He wanted to find out whether these elders and the younger ones really had elders who had transcended the tribulation stage. He wanted to know that he was only in the golden elixir stage.
You must be careful when cultivating.
The little girl didn't answer and walked faster.
"Little benefactor, where is your family? Why haven't you shown up yet? Otherwise, you should go back to Bodhi Temple with the poor monk for a while. Even if you, little benefactor, are in good health, this child is still young and cannot withstand the torture."
Monk Shixu continued to persuade.
"I won't bother you, Master. If Master feels tired, just go back."
said the little girl.
"Amitabha, little benefactor, we have been walking for a long time for a cup of tea, but we haven't seen your family for a long time. Could it be that we were delayed on the road due to some things?"
"Or is it that there is no so-called family elder at all, and you made everything up?"
Monk Shenxu's eyes suddenly shot out a cold light, hesitating would lead to defeat, he was about to take action.
The little girl remained silent and walked with her head bowed. Monk Zhenxu felt that something was wrong. He had released his momentum and pressure. Logically speaking, the other party should be suppressed. No matter how bad it was, he should be afraid. How could this happen?
Calm? No reaction at all!
The palm of his hand was covered with spiritual power, and he reached out to grab the little girl with his claws.
"puff!"
Without the slightest resistance, the palm passed directly through his chest, but there was no feeling of touching the flesh. This was not a real person!
"Bang!"
The little girl in front of her instantly turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.
"Avatar!"
"When did the package get swapped? The poor monk didn't notice it!"
Monk Shenxu was startled, and reached out to grab the Milk Baby in the barrel again. He only heard a "bang" sound, and the Milk Baby also turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared.
The two children, an older one and a younger one, completed the package swap under his nose at some point. The most important thing is that he didn't notice it from the beginning to the end!
"A mere basic talisman has actually deceived a poor monk. You are dead!"
Monk Shenxu was furious. He made seals with his hands, and two destructive golden lights shot out from his eyes. He looked around, and in an instant he spotted a little girl on the ground behind, running wildly with a milk baby in her arms.
"Amitabha, I found you. I didn't expect you to be a little clever, but you were almost careless."
Monk Shenxu breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly chased after him, appearing more than ten feet away in the blink of an eye.
He was focused on the two figures, one large and one small, in the distance, completely unaware of anything strange in the wooden board behind him.
After a few breaths, a jar on the wooden board suddenly shook. The next second, thick white mist spurted out, and the jar transformed into a human form, taking on the appearance of a little girl.
"now!"
The little girl gave a clear drink and pointed at another jar on the wooden board, and Milkman's figure was also revealed.
"Bah bah bah!"
Milkman danced and seemed to be gesticulating something, looking very excited.
"Walk!"
The little girl didn't dare to delay, so she took out two talismans and placed them on her feet. They turned into a breeze and pulled the wooden board away quickly.
At the same time, on the wasteland in the distance, Monk Shenxu caught up with two figures running wildly.
In a flash, he stopped in front of the two siblings.
"Amitabha, the little benefactor has a good idea. The poor monk almost fell into your trap. It's a pity that the difference in strength is a flaw. Judging from your behavior, there should be no elders to follow you. The outside world is very dangerous, or
Follow the poor monk back quickly!"
Monk Shenxu said calmly, raising his hand to take someone.
But what happened in the next second made his expression startled again.
Because the two siblings, one older and one younger, actually passed directly through his body and continued running into the distance, as if he didn't exist at all.
Monk Shenxu's face instantly turned ferocious, and he became furious: "Damn it, it's an illusion!"
"You deceive the poor monk twice, and the poor monk will crush you to ashes!"