Please stop kneeling, I'm really not an expert!

Chapter 325
(Mistake again, in the last chapter Zhao Huan and Feng Zilan were following Sima Bo and the others
Zhengyan has not woken up recently, and has already slapped himself twice. )
After the rain stopped, those who hid from the rain returned to the road one after another.

The long serial tracking chain also started to move again.

The first to start, of course, is the first in the tracking chain - Wen Yuan.

Her destination has not changed, it is still the ancient book library.

As soon as she moved, the Indian Brahma Sect team behind - Marstin Perrin Yongjie Duo - Sima Bo and Mo Yan's team - Zhao Huanfeng Zilan God of War duo - Liya - Dong Dagao one ring and one ring The ground also moved.

"It happens that there are few people in front, so I can directly arrest that chick for interrogation!"

Suoluo, behind Wen Yuan, quickened his pace again and left the team.

"This impulsive reckless man! Don't blame me for not reminding you if something goes wrong!"

Molizhi looked at the impatient Suara, his face turned cold.

"Isn't that the Pope?"

At this moment, Ding Peilan, who was following Molizhi and the others, finally discovered that the target of those people was Wen Yuan, who was earlier.

Subconsciously exclaimed.

".His Holiness the Pope?"

Mars on the side suddenly shrank his pupils.

Ding Peilan next to him realized that he had accidentally slipped his mouth.

Nowadays, people like Mars, Zheng Zhihuan, Jiang Nuoshi, etc. all only know the existence of Liang Mu, the Lord of Eternal Calamity.

Only Ding Peilan and No. 99 knew of the existence of Pope Wen Yuan.

But No. 99 didn't know about Liang Mu's existence.

It is equivalent to saying that Ding Peilan is the only one who knows the identity of the Lord of Eternal Tribulation and the Pope of Eternal Tribulation at the same time.

Because of some little thought, she kept this secret.

But the concern is chaotic. Seeing that Wen Yuan has become the target of those who are awakened from India, Ding Peilan is confused and inadvertently reveals this secret to Mars.

"What's going on? NO.18, please explain it to me!"

Mars grabbed Ding Peilan who was about to slip away.

"Uh, I'll explain this to you later.

In short, now follow me to protect His Excellency the Pope. "

Ding Peilan smiled helplessly.

Seeing that this secret can no longer be kept, the only choice is to cooperate with Mars.

"Humph!"

Although Mars was upset, he could understand Ding Peilan in his heart.

After all, who doesn’t have some thoughts?

What's more, he and Ding Peilan are not good friends who talk about everything, and the relationship between the two is as fragile as a piece of paper.

If Ding Peilan took the initiative to tell him the secret in his heart, he would be on guard instead.

So he just expressed his displeasure slightly, and followed Ding Peilan with his body.

Their target, of course, was Suara who was about to approach Wen Yuan.

But just as they were about to act, it suddenly started raining again.

But this time, it wasn't just light rain.

"Crash-"

Moderate rain, falling from the sky.

Many passers-by who had just walked out were immediately drenched.

"God, are you polite?"

In the sound of cursing, they were forced to go back to hide from the rain again.

In the library of ancient books.

Liang Mu blankly held the watering can in his hand, and looked out the window speechlessly.

He saw that the rain had stopped just now, and he was picking up the watering can to water the flowers, when it rained suddenly again.

"God, you won't let me drink water today, will you?"

At the same time, the positions of everyone on the serial tracking chain were also affected.

Wen Yuan, who was at the forefront, hurriedly found a nearby shelter from the rain.

Here is a bamboo forest that she has never been to.

In front of the line of sight, there is a simple and elegant Zen room.

Wen Yuan didn't even think about it, subconsciously covered her head, and ran towards the meditation room.

Suoluo who was not far behind her had a fierce look in his eyes, and he followed quickly.

'It happened to rain in such a remote place.

Great [Brahma], could it be that you are creating an excellent environment for me to do it? '

Excited, Sajiluo stepped into the Zen room.

But as soon as he entered, he froze in place.

In the Zen room, Wen Yuan was standing near a stove, drying his wet clothes.

And on the burning stove, there was a purple casserole.

Bursts of meaty aroma wafted from the purple casserole non-stop, and diffused throughout the room.

But it wasn't these things that caught Suara's eyes the most, but a monk from Yan Kingdom who was sitting on the ground.

A young monk who looks too good-looking and even looks a bit like a nun.

"Oh? Another donor came to the humble monk's home?
Or a friend of India?
It's so radiant! "

The young monk looked at Suara enthusiastically.

Wen Yuan next to the stove just raised her eyes to look at Suoluo, then continued to lower her head to arrange her clothes.

Seeing that Wen Yuan was not the only one present in the room, Suara didn't act rashly.

He just squinted his eyes to look at the decoration of the meditation room and the appearance of the young monk.

In the end, he folded his hands together and asked, "Dare to ask about the law name of the Wushe?"

"Wu She." The young monk's eyes lit up on the spot, "This name means the monks from India, right?

Could it be that your Excellency is also a person who worships Buddha? "

Suara immediately reported his name.

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Suara, sorry for being rude.

Little monks have no sect, no sect, no department and no teacher, so they cannot be named.

The mage can call the junior monk by his common name - Twelve Monks. "

Twelve monks said with a smile.

Hearing this, Suara nodded with a smile.

The temperature in the eyes gradually dissipated.

The Great Brahma Sect, which claims to be the orthodox way of Buddhism, looks down on the wild monk who doesn't even have a Dharma title.

No wonder his attitude suddenly became cold.

The twelve monks didn't seem to notice the subtle change in Suara's attitude, and they still enthusiastically pulled Suara into a conversation.

But Suara was absent-minded, and his eyes looked at Wen Yuan who was on the side from time to time.

But this time, he was noticed by the twelve monks.

"Master Suojiluo, do you know Wen Yuan?"

The twelve monks asked curiously.

Wen Yuan, who had always lowered his head, was also attracted by these words and raised his eyes to look over.

"Ah, I don't know her, but I think this girl is pretty, so I can't help but take a few more glances.

For the impoliteness, please forgive me, girl. "

Sahara quickly denied it.

"Haha, I was also shocked just now. How could such a beautiful girl suddenly barge in? It turned out that she borrowed a place to hide from the rain."

The twelve monks laughed and recalled the scene just now.

"You two are absurd."

Wen Yuan said her thanks in a lukewarm manner, and turned her head to look out the window.

For the two people in the house, she was not too cold, and she just wanted to leave as soon as the rain stopped.

(End of this chapter)