'The bookstore is so big, and I have to get close to the young monk... Doesn't the cushion where the young monk's butt sits on smell better?'
Zhou Yi secretly complained, but a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"I'm sorry, the young monk has mysophobia and doesn't like to share private things with others. If you want to sit down, you can get another futon."
In Mr. Jun's narrowed eyes, the green pupils expanded again, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After a long while, he said calmly: "Although I respect the master for his profound Buddhist teachings, isn't the master's words too unreasonable?"
Ao Chen, who was calm on the side, could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
He naturally knew who Mr. Jun, who turned into a fisherman, was.
One of the creators of the Lingnan Rebellion, a rising star that their clan feared the most.
He was also the person who met Jiang Mansion on behalf of Nanting during his trip to the human world——
...Ping Jiangjun!
He vaguely felt that this Lingnan hero was clearly angry, just like himself just now.
However, this demon king, who was rumored to have been awarded the title of Jiedu Envoy, has always firmly restrained his murderous intention.
He was afraid of offending the young monk in front of him.
What kind of virtue and ability is this Yichen that can make the world-famous demon king so fearful?
At this time, Ao Chen, the fourth prince of Nantingjiang, no longer had any thoughts of arguing with the monk.
On the contrary, he was extremely curious.
Originally, it was just because I accidentally discovered the monk's whereabouts, and stopped by to find some trouble and test it out.
Unexpectedly, I encountered such an interesting thing.
However, in the next moment, his body swayed slightly.
The well-controlled surprise finally burst out from the dragon's eyes.
Zhou Yi thought about it for a while, then sighed, lowered his head, tore off a small piece from his own piece of Supira and handed it over.
"Why don't you, Mr. Jun, do you want me to order some bilo for you?"
The air in the bookstore suddenly solidified.
The temperature also dropped sharply instantly.
In the rusty furnace, the charcoal fire went out coldly.
The busy Xiu Shifang workers outside all wrapped up their clothes tightly and shivered from the cold.
The demon king whose surname was "Jun" stared at the small piece of Biluo in the monk's hand with great solemnity.
It seems that what I see is not naan bread, but thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and tens of billions of living beings.
He hasn't been in a good mood these days.
Three subordinates, Gui Che, Bai Yu, and Feng Zhijun, were killed by the mysterious master one after another.
However, the secret seemed to be obscured by a great ambition. Even though he was still injured, he could not figure out who the ruthless man was who killed him mercilessly.
Although these three demons all have different intentions, during the days when I was recovering from my injuries, Shaoyang did not disobey me.
They have obviously warned repeatedly not to harm people indiscriminately in the future, but they obviously failed to listen.
But being killed mercilessly by an expert like this, I knew nothing about it and was extremely passive.
This is more cowardly than fleeing to Jiannan Road after being injured.
He even had an idea, could this Jiannan Road not be his blessed land?
But what really made him forget about it was what happened just this morning.
——The flying zombie he had been coveting silently, after completing the blood-based foundation construction that he had prepared for nearly three years, was unexpectedly taken away by someone who cut off the soul cord before he could.
This is nothing, the worst thing is to take it away again.
But he never expected it.
The other party not only snatched the zombie from the hands of the Yinmen elders, but also used a magical spell to give the zombie its soul and consciousness again.
Such a method is comparable to mediating fate and reversing yin and yang, and even he can't match it.
It should be noted that zombies with souls have transcended the category of zombies.
Thousands of years ago, it had another name - female demon
...The Goddess of Drought!
He was shocked and curious, and finally couldn't help but hide himself, soared over Guangyuan County and arrived above Pingsha Town.
I saw the snow-white monk robe Shi Shiran walked out of the ruins of the inn.
Bald...a monk?
Young, handsome, riding an ox cart, happily eating dried orchids, a simple and compassionate monk.
The sense of Qi in a monk's body is very weak, and at most he is equivalent to a human Kaifu warrior.
But the more this happened, the more shocked he was inside, and he didn't dare to be careless or underestimate him at all.
He followed him to Guangyuan County, which he visited frequently. Outside the bookstore, he saw Ao Chen, the fourth prince of Nanjiang Longjun, who was transformed into a human prince.
He is also the most prominent and talented among the nine sons of Long, and he was given the surname of Gu Ao at a young age.
This is becoming more and more solid. This compassionate monk with a very down-to-earth spirit is the only eminent and powerful monk who is hidden in the world.
…
"Donor doesn't want it? Then forget it."
Zhou Yi said, putting down the piece of biloba.
Mr. Jun woke up from a dream, quickly stretched out his hands from his wide sleeves, and took it with a solemn expression.
Stare for a moment, then twist off a small piece with your fingers, put it in your mouth, and chew it carefully.
Not far away, Gu Tingling was dumbfounded and thought to herself, isn't it the Piro that sells for ten cents in the market? As for being so solemn and solemn, it's like eating the royal meal gifted by the emperor?
"Haha, I wonder if Master can share it with the next piece and try it?"
But Ao Chen suddenly came over and stared at Biro with burning eyes.
Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then tore off a small piece again, but did not immediately hand it to Ao Chen.
"The fourth prince needs to know that although the young monk and the ninth princess know each other, they are clean from head to toe and there is no ambiguous behavior. Biluo can give you food, but you can't talk nonsense."
Ao Chen smiled casually: "I was just joking with Master. Master, please don't take it seriously. I hope Master will forgive me for any disrespect."
He said this, but in his heart he had other thoughts.
More than half a month ago.
The night is dark and windy, killing demons at night.
The big demon Guiche was killed by an expert in Wangcai Village, Wenhe County.
At that time, Ao Chen, the fourth prince of Jiangfu in Nanting, who was passing by, heard with his own ears that the surviving human warrior said that the one who rescued him and killed Gui Che was a monk who could drive away evil spirits.
Then he talked to Jiuniang and his second brother about this person, but deliberately concealed the identity of the monk, but Jiuniang's reaction clearly guessed who the other person was.
This is even more solid. The monk who killed the big demon Gui Che was the beautiful monk in the world that Huang Xu said Jiu Niang married in his dream!
We all got married in a dream, how could nothing happen?
How can that Jinghe Xiaolong, a debauched dandy, be worthy of my sister?
Haha, pretend, sister, brother-in-law, just pretend!
Ao Chen had a smile on his face and looked as if nothing had happened.
Then he swept his sleeves, raised his hands with great caution, and took the small piece of biloba from Zhou Yi's hand.
He glanced at "Mr. Jun" who was chewing with his eyes closed. His Adam's apple relaxed a little. He lowered his head and raised his hand to taste the piece of biloba with a wide thumb.
Not long after, he closed his eyes like "Mr. Jun" and started chewing and savoring.
It seems that in this Biluo, there is hidden the most mysterious and difficult truth in the world.
Next to the bookshelf, Gu Tingling opened her mouth slightly, her eyes glazed over, and she was dumbfounded.
When she looked at the young monk sitting between the two of them, her eyes were completely different.
Just a piece of it...no, a small piece of biluo, was regarded as a treasure by two first-class gods.
Even though it was almost chewed up, I still couldn't bear to swallow it.
It's like if you take the elixir and elixir, you can achieve bliss and ascend to heaven.
Who is this seemingly lazy and mediocre young monk?
Could it be that he is the one with the biggest background?