In those years, the cultivators we cut together

"Ah Ning, why did those people beat you? I think they are all immortal cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm."

"That's right, it's too much to hit you as a mortal."

The boy and the duck were squatting in front of the girl's bed, chattering away, the girl pursed her pale lips and said nothing. After a long time, she said lightly to Lin Xiaolu:

"You saved me today, and I will reward you in the future."

"Oh, what's the matter." Lin Xiaolu laughed: "I'm a martial arts practitioner. We martial arts practitioners are meant to be chivalrous, not to mention that we are all friends. righteous."

After finishing speaking, he continued to ask: "A Ning, are you in any trouble? Tell me, and I will help you solve it."

Shuai Shuaiya nodded again and again: "My elder brother is very powerful, he can instantly kill monks in the foundation-building realm, woman, if you have any troubles, tell me quickly, and make my elder brother happy."

Aning looked at the boy and the duck in front of him, pursed his lips, and then opened his mouth expressionlessly:

"I'm in a lot of trouble. If you save me once, I won't be able to pay. I don't like to owe favors."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaolu was taken aback, and Shuai Shuaiya was also taken aback.

The room suddenly fell into deathly silence. After a while, Lin Xiaolu exhaled suddenly, showing a smiling face:

"Okay, the doctor said that you are seriously injured and need to recuperate. I am not a cultivator, so I don't have the means to treat your injuries. Aning, you can rest here for a while."

After speaking, he got up and left with a smile.

Shuai Shuai Ya watched the boy leave, then looked at Aning who was sitting by the bed, scratched his head with his wings, and finally "hummed" at her angrily.

"I don't know why you are so proud all day long. Fortunately, my boss and I still treat you as a good friend and talk about the loyalty of the world with you. In the end, you actually talked about rewards with the boss. Can loyalty be measured by rewards? I knew it earlier You shouldn't have let the boss save you, it's really annoying."

After finishing speaking, Shuai Shuai Ya twisted his buttocks and left the room with little feet.

After they both left, only the girl was left in the room. She sat silently, and then looked at the black cloth bag on the bedside, with tears rolling in her eyes.

After a long time, she picked up the black cloth bag, held it in her arms, and hugged it tightly.

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"Brother, are you angry with that woman? It's too much. You saved her, and she still looks like that. I can't stand a duck."

In a certain market in Yanmen Pass, Lin Xiaolu was wandering the crowded streets while listening to Shuai Shuai Ya complaining.

"Keep your voice down, let others hear that you can speak, and others will be frightened."

"No, brother, aren't you angry?"

"I was a little angry at first, but I'm not angry now." Lin Xiaolu said while squatting in front of a small stall to pick out fruits.

"Uncle, how do you sell this watermelon?"

"A penny a catty."

"Sweet?"

"It must be sweet, if it's not sweet, you don't need money."

"Oh, then give me two non-sweet ones."

Stall owner:? ? ?

Lin Xiaolu picked two non-sweet watermelons, carried them in a basket, and said to Shuai Shuai Ya: "A-Ning just deliberately kept a distance from us because he was afraid of hurting us."

Shuai Shuaiya was taken aback, and looked at the boy in surprise: "Boss, how do you know?"

"Guess."

Handsome Duck: ...

"Then do we still need to take care of her?" Shuai Shuai Ya continued to ask.

"Let's leave it alone for now. If she insists on leaving, we can't stop her, but if we meet her, she must be rescued if she is in danger. People who practice martial arts, it's hard to justify injustice."

"Well, brother, you are quite responsible."

"Hey, that's it."

One person and one duck continued to wander leisurely on the street, but not long after, Lin Xiaolu suddenly saw a big shiny bald head appearing indistinctly among the crowded pedestrians in front of him, shining in the sun, conspicuous very.

He was taken aback on the spot:

"Oh my god! The bald donkey in Amitabha Law Temple has something. I beat him into that kind of virtue, and he was able to come out for a walk so soon."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to greet Shuai Shuai Ya and said: "There is nothing good about these dead bald donkeys. Let's go and beat him again."

"Haha, good boss!"

In the bustling bazaar, Lin Xiaolu and Shuai Shuai Ya squeezed through the crowd and went straight to the eye-catching big bald head.

But the big bald head seemed to have spotted them. He obviously didn't turn his head to look at them, but he walked faster and faster at this moment, and slipped into a deserted mud alley in a short while.

"The dead bald donkey is quite a thief, he probably found us, but it's a pity he met me, the tyrant of Donggua Village!"

Lin Xiaolu turned into the alley with Shuai Shuai Ya, and then saw the monk's back.

This muddy alley was a dead end. At this moment, the monk was wearing a clean white robe, with his back to Lin Xiaolu and Shuai Shuai Ya, standing quietly in the alley.

Lin Xiaolu was taken aback when he saw his figure, he was a little surprised, the bald donkey in front of him didn't seem to be as fat as the bald donkeys in Mi Tuo Lv Temple, on the contrary, he was thin and a bit short, feeling that he was not as tall as himself.

Shuai Shuai Ya was also taken aback, blinking his duck eyes at the monk, and then at Lin Xiaolu.

"Brother, don't these seem to be the gang of bald donkeys from the Amitabha Temple?"

"Hmm... probably not the ones I beat up." Lin Xiaolu hesitated for a moment, then yelled:

"Hey! Are you the bald donkeys from Amitabha Temple?"

The words fell, and a moment later, a clear youthful voice sounded.

"The two benefactors, I'm afraid they recognized the wrong person."

After speaking, the monk turned around, revealing his whole face.

This is a rather handsome young monk, about the same age as Lin Xiaolu. He looks about eleven or twelve years old. He looks very handsome, but there is a black lump on his forehead, which looks a bit unsightly.

At this moment, he turned around, glanced at the dark blue Taoist robe on Lin Xiaolu, was also slightly taken aback, and then put his hands together very well and said: "It turns out that it is a Taoist master, the little monk is rude."

Lin Xiaolu looked at him in bewilderment, and asked, "Aren't you a bald donkey from Mi Tuo Lv Temple?"

The little monk shook his head with a smile.

"The little monk came from Wuxin Temple."

"Wuxin Temple? Where is that?" Lin Xiaolu looked at him several times in surprise, and then waved his hands impatiently: "Forget it, forget it, anyway, I don't like seeing bald donkeys."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and pointed at the little monk, and shouted angrily: "Little bald donkey, take off your pants!"

The little monk was startled when he heard the words, his face turned pale, he looked at the vicious Lin Xiaolu, hesitated for a moment, then whispered in a trembling voice: "No, don't do it~"

When Shuai Shuai Duck heard him say no, he immediately became unhappy. Standing at Lin Xiaolu's feet, with his wings on his hips, he yelled, "Take it off if you tell me to. Believe it or not if you kill me again."

Seeing that Shuai Shuai Ya could speak, the little monk was startled again, and then looked at Lin Xiaolu in surprise:

"It turns out that the benefactor is also a monk, and the little monk is rude."

Lin Xiaolu was slightly taken aback: "Yeah? Could it be that you are a Buddhist monk?"

The little monk smiled and said, "Yes."

Lin Xiaolu became a little interested when he heard the words. This was the first time he saw a Buddhist monk, so he looked the little monk up and down several times, and then introduced himself: "My name is Lin Xiaolu, I'm from Emei, little bald donkey what is your name?"

"It turned out to be Emei's benefactor, sorry."

The little monk hung a rosary in his palm, turned his back to the mud wall, and folded his palms together again facing Lin Xiaolu, showing great compassion and respect:

"The Dharma has no heart, I am innocent, and the name of the poor monk is Wugou!"