Chapter 55: The little monk advises you to be kind)
"Replying to the holy monk. In the slave's reply, he only said that a mysterious master passed by Wangcai Village and saw an injustice on the road and killed Gui Che. The slave also told Lord Pingjiang that the person who killed Gui Che was a rare man in the world with unparalleled magic skills.
Yes. As for the identity and title of the holy monk, I swear by the Hades that I will never reveal a word."
While speaking, Mrs. Chu was also quietly observing the young monk's expression.
The monk seemed young, but he was like a stone Buddha. His handsome face was calm and calm, as if nothing in this world could ever cause ripples in his heart.
‘This must be an enlightened old monk who has good looks!’
Mrs. Chu didn't know whether her answer would satisfy the holy monk, and she felt anxious.
After a long time, the "old monk who gained the Tao" finally spoke.
"Does Mr. Pingjiang have any other instructions for you?"
Mrs. Chu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said without thinking: "Pingjiang Lord must also be afraid of the holy monk's power, and does not want to make enemies on all sides, so he did not ask any more questions."
"Amitabha."
Zhou Yi shouted the Buddha's name without hesitation.
In his opinion, Mrs. Chu's deliberate display of her status as a superior person was unnecessary.
In fact, he only cared about whether his identity as a monk was known to the ambitious Lord Pingjiang.
The reason why he asked Motou to send a message before was for this matter.
Only by concealing his identity as a monk can the "monk-killing order" not fall on him in the short term.
As for the long term... the great cause of washing hair and growing hair cannot be stopped.
But the most urgent task is to find an eminent monk as soon as possible to approve his return to secular life.
After all, paper can't contain the fire, and Mrs. Chu can't hide the fact that she is actually a bald expert forever.
"I still have to patrol Wenhe County at night. If the holy monk has nothing else to do, I please resign."
"Wait a minute."
Zhou Yi called Mrs. Chu who was about to leave: "The young monk once heard that there is still a Buddhist temple in Guangyuan County. Do you know where this temple is now?"
Mrs. Chu was startled, and something strange appeared on her pink-white face: "Is it Fang Yeguo Temple that the holy monk was referring to?"
Sure enough there is!
Lu Wuhu didn’t lie to me!
Zhou Yi felt deep joy in his heart.
Across the hazy night, he seemed to see an old monk with a crane beard and a childlike face, kind eyes and kind eyes, sitting upright in front of the green lantern Buddha statue in the temple, tapping the wooden fish rhythmically, and singing the Great Compassion Mantra affectionately.
"Where is the Yeguo Temple?" Zhou Yi asked casually.
"It...should still be on that mountain..."
Mrs. Chu whispered a place name, and then smiled bitterly: "There is a saying, I don't know whether to say it or not."
"Just tell me."
"Wenhe County is far from the county capital, separated by six county towns, more than ten villages, two large rivers, and three mountains. There may be monsters in the distance. Most of them are related to the Chaos Dao League, and the Chaos Dao League is a recognized Buddhist sect.
A big enemy..."
Zhou Yi looked at Mrs. Chu who was about to speak but hesitated in the middle of speaking: "Amitabha, what do you mean, Madam?"
Mrs. Chu smiled sweetly: "Although Buddhists are compassionate, in the face of these evil monsters, we still need to eliminate all evil to prevent them from harming the people, right?"
Zhou Yi stared at Mrs. Chu, clasped his palms together: "Buddha said, it cannot be said."
Mrs. Chu was startled again, then she looked thoughtful, bowed down and bowed, and was about to say goodbye when the monk's calm voice sounded in her ears.
"That Mr. Lu is really not kind to the young monk. To hurt a newborn baby and try to please the young monk is too disgusting. Mrs. Chu, the young monk advises you to be kind."
Chen Chi, who was listening silently on the side, raised his head in surprise and looked at the white-robed monk, his eyes becoming more and more respectful.
As expected, I, the Buddha, have compassion in my heart, let go of all things, and the four elements are all empty!
Master is indeed a generation of holy monks!
"You could just use Lu Baotou's own hamstring as a rein, why bother?" Zhou Yi said immediately.
Chen Chi's expression was slightly stiff.
Mrs. Chu said awkwardly: "Lu Wujiu is an official in the human world. He is protected by Ziwei's luck. We can't attack him directly. I understand what the holy monk means. Holy monk, please be at ease."
After saying that, she bowed again before getting on the carriage and leaving the small courtyard.
Ghost soldiers cleared the way, and stone horses towed people, walking through the silent streets and alleys of Wenhe County at night.
Neither the old woman pouring night fragrance nor the elderly watchman could see the group of people sailing in the dark wind.
It wasn't until she passed half of the county that Mrs. Chu took a long breath, her eyes filled with fatigue.
The swaddled baby next to him, the motionless wax baby, suddenly opened his eyelids, and his dark pupils seemed like a bottomless abyss, empty and far away.
An old man's voice sounded from Laying's mouth.
"Will he become an enemy of the nearby great demon Yin Lord because of your words?"
There was a hint of respect in Mrs. Chu's voice: "I don't know, but this eminent monk seems to be compassionate, but in fact he is ruthless. Otherwise, he would not have killed Xu Hua first, then Bai Yu, and then Gui Che."
The wax baby chuckled: "The power of the monk-killing order is still there. As long as he goes to the county government, he will definitely attract many big demon Yin Lords to attack him. With his hands, we can eradicate those demons and ghosts.
The territory of father and daughter can also be expanded. If Yichen is defeated and killed by monsters, Pingjiang Jun can also give an explanation."
Mrs. Chu gently stroked the wax baby: "My father has thought deeply. One is an eminent monk with mysterious origins, and the other is an extremely talented demon king. Sandwiched between them, it is really difficult for my daughter."
The wax baby smiled and said: "Tonight, you first showed your ability to show favors to Yichen, then you showed weakness to win his sympathy, and finally you diverted the trouble away... Your methods are really becoming more and more sophisticated."
Mrs. Chu's eyes flickered: "My daughter can feel that he actually has no real malice towards the head catcher. I took away the baby girl's hamstring tonight to warn him that the county master is not completely helpless."
The wax baby turned over: "Miaoji, with your current methods, you no longer need any advice from your father. That's right, is there really no other explanation from Lord Pingjiang? It makes both the Chaotic Alliance and the Nanting Jiang Mansion
The peerless demon king who dares to be careless, even if he is seriously injured now, is not something you and my daughter can offend."
Mrs. Chu smiled and said: "Yes, but it's very simple. He just asked his daughter to take care of Ye Ma Fu Gu."
Hearing this, the wax baby sighed: "That's the legendary night horse that can go to heaven and hell. If Mr. Pingjiang gets this treasure, he will be even more powerful. He will be awarded the title of duke just around the corner. But he
All the warnings are in vain. Only the blood of the great demon with deep roots can awaken the night horse, which is made up of the souls of thousands of dead horses. Even if the night horse lies buried in Yichen's hands, it is nothing more than a horse-watching monk."
Hearing this, a strange look appeared in Mrs. Chu's pale eyes.
"Having said that, I still haven't been able to find out who summoned and refined the first horse soul. But I guess it must be a senior master, so my daughter didn't dare to take advantage of it. Unexpectedly, she was killed by Ping Jiang.