Xuan Bao blinked his big eyes: "No one has been able to break the game for more than a hundred years? It's not difficult, just don't look at the black chess."
"Don't look at the black chess piece." The monk's eyes lit up, "You can't see Mount Tai with a leaf covering your eyes. That's the truth."
"Old monk, the chess game has been broken. Do you have time to talk to me?"
"The old Taoist priest has taken on a good disciple." The divine monk looked at Xuan Bao with envy.
Since the old monk didn't understand etiquette, he had no choice but to fend for himself as a guest. Xuan Bao climbed onto the couch and sat down at the desk using his hands and feet.
"My little uncle is not bad, and the old monk also has a good apprentice."
"So you are Li Zhuo's little niece?" The divine monk raised his eyebrows and then nodded gently, "No wonder the Samsara Bowl was restless and followed him. Indeed, it is more valuable in the hands of an old Taoist disciple like you than in my hands."
Suitable."
Xuan Bao rested his elbows on the desk and stared at the holy monk with his hands on his chin: "Old monk, since you calculated that I will come today, have you calculated the reason for my coming?"
"I don't have that much ability. I just count the number of distinguished guests. As for your little kid's purpose of coming, you already know it when you get here, so why bother to count?"
"The old monk is an old monk. He is much more transparent than Yuan Hui. Your little disciple's brain is not that good. He can't understand even the smallest things."
She was obviously just a little baby, and what she said was innocent, but those words put together made sense. The monk secretly regretted that the old Taoist priest had beaten him to it, otherwise he would have made an exception to accept her as his disciple regardless of gender.
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"In that case, I would like to thank you for enlightening that useless disciple."
"No need to thank you. I just want to ask you something. What you tell me must be the truth."
The meaning of Xuan Bao's words is very clear: you don't have to say it if you don't want to, but don't fool me.
The divine monk chuckled and said, "This little man does have an exquisite heart with seven orifices."
"Jingkong is your apprentice?"
"No, it's just that the poor monk thought he was quite intelligent and gave him some pointers."
"Do you know about the formation he set up in the Marquis Mansion in an attempt to murder my mother?"
Hearing this, the holy monk had no expression on his face, but a light flashed in his eyes and he slowly shook his head.
"Sin, sin."
"So you don't know."
"Wrong, very wrong." The divine monk sighed leisurely, "I shouldn't have been soft-hearted because of his talent in formations."
Xuan Bao's little head nodded slightly: "Old monk, actually you don't have to blame yourself too much. I destroyed Jingkong's formation, and it didn't cause too serious consequences."
"Speaking of which, I owe you a favor."
"You have repaid the favor you owed me, using the reincarnation bowl."
The little doll is really perceptive. This is a beautiful statement. The holy monk once again envied the old Taoist priest for having a good apprentice.
"Since the formation has been broken, why don't you come today?"
Xuan Bao stuck out his tongue, his playful and cute look made the monk smile.
The old monk was so clever, Xuan Bao restrained his little thoughts, and the little doll kept a straight face.
"I just want to ask what is your relationship with the second room in the Hou Mansion?"
"Second room in the Marquis's residence?" Confusion flashed in the monk's eyes.
Xuan Bao's tone was serious: "Who among the people in Xiao Liao's room, the second room of the Xiao family in Ding'an Marquis Mansion, do you have friendship with?"
"In the Xiao family of Ding'an Marquis Mansion, the poor monk only knew Xiao Rong. Time flies. In the blink of an eye, he has been gone for more than 20 years."
"Old monk, do you know my grandfather?" Xuan Bao was a little surprised.
"Donor Xiao is the poor monk's chess friend." Thinking of this, the old monk looked at Xuan Bao and said, "You are his granddaughter. It seems that you have inherited more or less the essence of his chess skills."
Xuan Bao's little head was wandering, and the little baby thought that after hearing this, the old monk and his grandfather had a good relationship.
"My grandfather died suddenly and suddenly?"
The divine monk was silent for a long time before he said: "Back then, I thought that Almsgiver Xiao was going to be in trouble, so I found an excuse to let him stay in Tianlong Temple for a while. Unfortunately, God's calculations are not as good as God's. I don't know what emergency happened in the house, so he left without saying goodbye overnight.
Leave."
After hearing this, Xuan Bao had a deeper understanding of their friendship. Calculating the calamity in one's fate only revealed the secret, and any attempt to change one's fate would be counterattacked. This shows that the friendship between the old monk and his grandfather was very unusual.
In this case, Xuan Bao didn't hide it and said directly: "My father Xiao Yuan is my grandfather's eldest son. My grandfather has another son named Xiao Liao. Their second wife lives in the Hou Mansion."
The old monk casually picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Xuan Bao. After talking so much, the little baby must have been thirsty.
Seeing Xuan Bao pick up the teacup and drink it all in one gulp without any courtesy, the old monk picked up the teapot and refilled her cup.
"I found a lot of corpses buried under the corner of the backyard where I lived in the second room, and there were spells on the bluestone slabs that suppressed them from reincarnation."
The old monk's hand holding the teapot suddenly paused, and then he slowly put it back on the table.
"Is that spell related to you?" Xuan Bao did not ignore the old monk's pause just now.
"Where did you recognize that the talisman was related to the poor monk?"
Oops, I spilled the beans. I can't say it was said by an experienced master hiding in space.
"The old monk is too sophisticated." The veteran Taoist master in the space couldn't help but say, "Xuan Bao, if you really can't hide it, just tell him the truth."
That won't work. Although the old monk has a close relationship with his grandfather, we can't decide whether he is good or bad at this moment. After all, Xuan Bao has not yet figured out his relationship with his second wife, and Xuan Bao is worried about Xiao Jiujiu.
The holy monk stared at Xuan Bao with his wise eyes, watching the expression on the little doll's face constantly changing, and his eyes constantly wandering around. She made no secret of her doubts and distrust of herself.
"When I saw the bluestone with the talisman engraved on it, my instinct told me that it was in danger. I didn't dare to touch it easily. The old Taoist master said that there are not many people who are more capable than me."
Xuan Bao seemed to have said everything, but she seemed to have said nothing. She tilted her head and looked at the holy monk.
The old Taoist priest spoke so highly of his young apprentice? The divine monk also thought highly of Xuan Bao, but what she said was beyond her expectations.
Intuition? This thing does exist. It can also be said to be luck. People with ability will sense danger. The little doll implies that she is very capable but admits that she is not as good as herself. I have to say that the subtle compliment is quite useful.
, after a long while, the holy monk finally nodded.
After the deception was over, Xuan Bao smiled brightly. She was very satisfied with herself. Of course, in the eyes of the old monk, her smile was innocent and simple.
"Back then, your grandfather came here to ask for the bluestone with the soul-soothing charm engraved on it."
"Ah?" Xuan Bao's eyes widened in surprise and he couldn't close his mouth, "Why does grandfather want this?"
"Originally, this poor monk thought he knew, but now he realizes that I actually don't know either."
There is something interesting in this statement, but Xuan Bao obviously doesn't believe it.
The old monk explained: "Back then, he rushed over in a hurry and said that there was an evil ghost in the palace, so he asked me to suppress it. It happened that the old monk was going to retreat at that time, so I gave him the bluestone slab."
