After the truth came out, they begged me not to die.

"Amitabha."

Wanfu recited the Buddha's name and stopped answering.

Ye Fan frowned secretly.

He didn't dare to say anything.

"Fellow Taoist Ye Fan, Old Man Honglian is dead. Please inform other fellow Taoists who are out looking for him."

Chen Zun was hard-pressed to argue. When he met such a woman who knew how to act, it was useless for him to say anything. He just wanted to end the matter. He didn't want to get entangled too deeply with Shen Ruoyan, so he mentioned it to Mark.

Ye Fan nodded and released several transmission notes to communicate to others.

Not long after, several rays of light flew towards here.

After Ye Fan introduced Wan Fu and Chen Zun to them, he also mentioned Shen Ruoyan.

A few people exchanged polite greetings and waited for Old Man Honglian's body to be disposed of.

Monk Wanfu said with a smile.

"Dear benefactors, I am traveling with Donor Chen in the mortal world, and then I will go to the capital of Daqi. I wonder if there is any benefactor who is willing to stay and travel with me."

"I'm sorry, my senior fellow apprentices are all in the capital of Daqi. I have important matters to attend to. I have to get there first." Ye Fan declined with an apologetic look on his face.

Monk Wanfu looked at the monks again.

"The same goes for me and the others, walking with fellow Taoist Ye Fan." Those people said in unison.

"It doesn't matter."

Monk Wanfu was not annoyed. He clasped his hands and said to Ye Fan: "Then, all the donors, please go ahead. The young monk will not delay you on your way."

Ye Fan clasped his fists: "Master Wanfu, Brother Chen, I will take my leave now. If we come to the capital of Daqi, we will meet again then."

"Brother Ye, take care."

Chen Zun cupped his hands and returned the greeting.

After exchanging a few words, Ye Fan and others drove away in the Dunguang.

Now there are only three of them left.

Monk Wanfu turned to look at Chen Zun, then at Shen Ruoyan, and shook his head.

Shen Ruoyan was saved by Chen Zun, so let him worry about this problem himself.

Why doesn’t Chen Zun know what Monk Wanfu means?

But there was nothing he could do against Shen Ruoyan.

"Girl, I still have something to do with Monk Wanfu, so let's just say goodbye."

Shen Ruoyan's plan failed before, but now that she heard that Chen Zun wanted to get rid of her, she finally ran into him, so how could she agree?

She rolled her eyes and thought about it.

He said pitifully: "The little girl also came out to practice and has nowhere to go. The world is not safe now. How about taking me with you?"

She said it pitifully and looked extremely delicate and weak. It really sounded like that.

Chen Zun suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't help but look at Monk Wanfu with his eyes.

Monk Wanfu laughed secretly in his heart and said seriously: "Girl, Almsgiver Chen and I are traveling around the world, and I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you to accompany us."

"Can Master just have the heart to leave a weak woman like me alone? If I encounter an evil cultivator like Old Man Honglian again, what should I do?"

After Shen Ruoyan said this, tears shone faintly in her eyes, as if Monk Wanfu was about to cry if he didn't agree to take her with him.

"Don't worry, Master, I won't cause you any trouble."

"Well, I have no problem, little monk. I just want to see Almsgiver Chen..."

Now that we have said it, if we refuse any more, it will seem too hard-hearted.

He was not a dull monk who could only chant sutras and meditate. At this time, he naturally saw that Shen Ruoyan was attracted to Chen Zun.

However, as a monk, he couldn't say anything about love and affection.

Monk Wanfu finally threw this problem back to Chen Zun.

Shen Ruoyan looked at Chen Zun eagerly.

For the first time, Chen Zun felt a headache for a woman. He sighed and said helplessly: "In that case, you will go with us, but don't mention the previous things again."

Shen Ruoyan smiled happily and nodded repeatedly.

"In that case, let's go back and meet Donor He."

Seeing this, Monk Wanfu turned around and drove away.

Chen Zun was a little behind and asked: "What is your current level of cultivation?"

Shen Ruoyan wanted to say that he was in the Golden Core Stage, but something moved in his heart and he said, "Foundation Building Stage."

Chen Zun didn't know her details, so he said blankly: "Then I'll give you a ride."

Shen Ruoyan took a step forward and stood beside Chen Zun.

The woman's unique body fragrance made Chen Zun a little uncomfortable. He used his spiritual power to lift Shen Ruoyan up into the air, turning into a ray of light and flying away into the sky.

After meeting up with the middle-aged man surnamed He, he revealed the news of the old man Honglian's death.

The middle-aged man named He burst into tears.

"I have to avenge this. He thanked all fellow Taoists. He just felt sorry for my junior sister who suffered such a disaster. As a senior brother, I deserve death."

The middle-aged man was heartbroken, said a few words of farewell, and left alone.

It's just that the tall figure seemed to be many years older and looked a little hunched over.

Chen Zun felt the same way, and this incident also reminded him.

He began to miss Zhao Lingyun who was in retreat, and couldn't help but feel worried.

"In the future, Yun'er will go on a trip, and it seems that I will have to take more care of her."

Monk Wanfu sighed: "Let's go."

The three of them gathered their minds and left here.

……

Outside the mirror.

Shen Ruoyan recalled the scene in the pool, and the memory was still fresh.

This was the starting point of her first acquaintance with Chen Zun, and they also had one of the few warm moments of getting along.

From now on, it will be a fight to the death.

Thinking of this, a wry smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her face was stained with a look of sadness.

……

Inside the mirror.

The three of them traveled together for several days.

Walking along the official road of Zhoucheng, I didn't feel anything.

"drive!"

"Get out of the way quickly."

There was a sound of horse hooves flying from behind, and then the soldiers on horseback waved their whips, ran rampant, and shouted loudly.

Pedestrians on the official road took cover, and several people were almost hit.

Shen Ruoyan was furious: "This man is so domineering, and the soldiers are amazing."

"Shh, girl, please keep your voice down. He is a recruiting officer. Don't let him hear it and cause trouble." An old man over fifty years old quickly stopped Shen Ruoyan.

Shen Ruoyan was about to continue talking, but was stopped by Chen Zun.

He spoke first: "Uncle, what does Zheng Dingguan do?"

"The tax collectors are officials who are responsible for soldiers and miscellaneous workers. For those who cannot pay taxes, they will come to seize young men by force and use work in lieu of taxes." The half-century-old man whispered.

"The world is peaceful, but there are still people who can't afford to pay taxes?"

Chen Zun didn't believe it.

The half-hundred old men mocked: "Brother only looks at the appearance, not the inside. There are many people who cannot afford to pay taxes."

What is this nonsense?

Chen Zun frowned and was about to continue asking.

The half-hundred old man looked back, retreated to the roadside, and said in a low voice: "Whatever you say, the collector has returned from the countryside. Take a look at how many people there are who cannot afford to pay taxes."

Chen Zun also retreated to the side of the road, turned around and looked behind the official road.

Behind the official road, I saw a team of soldiers dressed as soldiers, walking towards this side.

There were official servants sitting on the horses in front, carrying swords at their waists, looking arrogant and majestic.