Chong Xi seemed to be struck by lightning, and suddenly stopped, letting go of her hand in disappointment.
"Then I'll go check out my room..."
What a childish guy!
Hua Xi was helpless. After watching him go out, he turned to Wujiang and said, "Little monk, I'm sorry. I may not be able to entertain you at home next time."
"It doesn't matter, it's time for the young monk to leave." Wujiang clasped his hands together and said politely.
"But your mission down the mountain has not been completed yet." Master Du'e sent him to catch the ghosts, but he returned without success.
"Master just sent me down to understand the situation. I will explain to him when I get back."
Master Du'e has already entered the early stage of his death, which is the critical moment. If he can obtain a golden body after his death, then the master can become a Buddha.
At this time, Master Du'e would naturally not go down the mountain himself.
And the ghost was so powerful, so I had no choice but to send this most proud disciple down the mountain.
Wujiang knew that with Hua Xi's character, it was impossible for her to eliminate the ghost. Although he didn't know what she was thinking, he shouldn't need to worry.
After all, she has such a strong support around her.
The Emperor's Chongxi...Hua Xi, Hua Xi, how many people can you attract with the light on your body?
In the future, he might not have to worry about her anymore, because this time when he came down the mountain, he had completely seen through her.
If it's not yours, it won't belong to you no matter how much you think about it.
He saw through it, this world of mortals only lasted a hundred years, so why should he be so persistent?
After he returns to Fanyin Temple, he will definitely devote himself to cultivation.
"In that case, let me give you a ride." Hua Xi said. This time he left, and it probably took a long time to see him again.
"Donor, please stay. I am a monk. There is no need to be polite." Wujiang clasped his hands together and nodded slightly to Lu Lian before walking out.
Hua Xi walked to the door and watched as his figure quickly disappeared into the thick fragrance of the temple.
Looking back, she saw Lu Lian walking to Dugu Feng's bedside and leaning down to check something.
She quickly strode over and watched from the sidelines.
"What are you afraid of?" Lu Lian smiled faintly. He didn't need to raise his head to know what she was doing.
"Nothing, I want to secretly learn the medical skills of the Imperial Master." Hua Xi said calmly.
"My medical skills are inherited from the soul." Lu Lian did not hesitate, "This is a dying gift. A person from the past transferred the last medical skills passed down by the family to me.
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"It's really strange that there is such a thing."
"Is it a curiosity?" The smile on the corner of Lu Lian's lips disappeared little by little at a speed that could be observed by the naked eye. "I think you are a curiosity."
"How can I see it?"
"Isn't it a wonder that you can actually make the emperor be so pampering and tolerant to you?"
Hua Xi was startled, then smiled: "Master Imperial Master, what do you want to do if you don't speak secretly?"
"What to do?" Lu Lian repeated to herself, aimlessly, "Do you know? The Gods have lived for too long, and sometimes, they don't even know what they want to do."
Hua Xi's beautiful little face sank slightly, and her eyes were like a pool of cold water, "Who are you? I will definitely find out your identity!"
Lu Lian raised her head and looked at her with cold eyes, "Hua Xi, being too smart is not a good thing after all."
