Lord, I am such a good person.

"Why? At most you gave me a clue, but in the end it was me who dug the ground to find the grave!

Moreover, the most outrageous thing is that I have been digging intermittently for more than ten years, but now it's better. Just spread your hands and give it away? "

In desperation, his eyes grew again, and Fei Dilong stared at Zhao Qian fiercely, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"It's really a shameless thing for me to betray my father, huh!"

Then I saw the Fat Earth Dragon leaping up, and then it dived into the ground like a fish entering the water. With a ripple slowly rippling, the Fat Earth Dragon's figure completely disappeared;

After Zhao Qian was the only one left in the cabin, the latter's face immediately turned ugly.

His right hand unconsciously played with a string of beads, then turned to look at the [Black Shop] in the jade photo,

"Not long ago, after receiving the news that the demons from Black Wind Ridge were about to attack Qingyue County, I drove the building boat non-stop to this realm. My original plan was to cooperate with Zhu Qiusheng and Zheng Jiazi;

But I never expected that it would be a step too late. In the end, an unknown monk Tan Xian appeared and disrupted my overall plan. "

Then he fixed his sight on the old man and the young man in the [Three Treasures Hall].

"But this is good, at least it saves me the trouble. Although I am now a disciple of [Wanbao Tower], I was once a member of the human race after all."

"Click~"

The bracelet is fixed on one of them,

I saw that the mana in Zhao Qian's body began to surge unconsciously, and dense black scales appeared under his skin.

"It seems that the way to open the [Jialan Temple] with the flesh and blood sacrifice is not feasible. Then, the next step is to target the silly master."

Seemingly making some kind of decision, Zhao Qian sighed and slowly stood up. However, just as the latter was about to do something,

A certain bead on the bracelet suddenly vibrated violently.

"Huh? Something happened?"

………

Inside [Sanbaotang],

At this moment, Sheng Ran and the old monk were constantly walking through the rows of bookshelves. While flipping through the Buddhist scriptures that seemed to be excavated from the [Jialan Temple], he kept making excuses from the old monk.

"Old monk, I'm not very good at cultivation, but fortunately I'm good at [his mind communication]. Young man, the feeling of your magic power to old monk is really too fierce. It's like, well, it seems... "

Sitting on Sheng Ran's shoulder, the old monk frowned, as if he suddenly didn't know how to describe it.

"Pa~"

He clapped his hands violently,

"Yes, it's just like the old monk and me. No, no, why would I say that?"

Shaking his head wildly, and then looking at his hands blankly, it seemed that the old monk suddenly fell into a state of brain failure.

Just when Shi Ran was about to speak, the old monk suddenly shuddered, and then patted his forehead happily,

"Oh my, my memory is indeed not very good now that I am getting older. Especially in recent years, the old monk always feels like he has forgotten many things. Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Sheng Ran with a serious look on his face and said,

"Young man, although your Dharma is several levels higher than that of the old monk and me, remember not to be arrogant and complacent.

We must read and study Buddhist classics. This is just like sweeping the floor frequently, otherwise the floor will be covered with fallen leaves and dust.

So young people, please don’t think that the old monk and I are verbose. "

Listening to the old monk Kupo's words, he felt relieved and moved. He knew that it was the killing energy in his body that gave the old monk some bad feeling, so he nodded and clasped his hands together and said,

"[Brush it diligently at all times to avoid dust], old abbot, don't worry, the young monk will keep it in mind."

"Haha, yes, yes, that's a good saying. Always wipe it frequently to avoid dust. This is a great saying."

Suddenly hearing these words, I was very excited. I saw the old monk suddenly stood up from Shi Ran's shoulders, and then started dancing, his expression was full of joy.

"Young man, you are indeed profound in Buddhism. You are much higher than the old monk and me. Oh no, it's time. Old monk, I'm going to bed."

As if he felt something, the old monk suddenly stopped, and then looked at Sheran with a look of regret.

"Old monk, I am getting old. I must go to bed early and get up early every day, otherwise I will be confused and confused. Young man, the old monk will go back first. We will see you tomorrow."

As he spoke, the latter began to look tired. He stretched and yawned repeatedly, and then his figure began to become blurry.

"By the way, in case the old monk can't find you when I get up, the young man will give you."

Just as the figure of the latter gradually disappeared, the old monk suddenly took out a jade cicada from his arms.

"Old monk, I don't know where this thing came from. Anyway, it has been with me since I woke up. Here, young man, take it first."

She didn't give Sheng Ran a chance to refuse. When the small jade cicada fell into Sheng Ran's hand, the old monk's figure also disappeared.

"old…"

He opened his mouth blankly, then looked at the jade cicada, which was almost the size of a fingernail, thought about it with relief, and finally choked out a sentence,

"Old abbot, the jade cicada seems to be buried with you."

"Hehe, sir, that's not right. In fact, the jade cicada can be worn by living people, and in your Buddhist sect, it represents the cycle of life and death."

Just after the old monk disappeared, Lao Yang suddenly appeared behind Shi Ran,

"Sir, do you want to sell this jade cicada? The price will certainly not disappoint you."

Just as these words came out,

The next moment,

The old sheep in the bookstore felt that the temperament of the red monk in front of him suddenly changed,

"Tick~"

There was a sound like water dripping,

Then,

There was a lot of blood seeping out of the floor, the bookshelf, and even the ceiling,

"Tick-tick-tick~"

The speed was very fast,

In the blink of an eye, Lao Yang found that there was an endless sea of ​​blood in his field of vision,

Seeing that this sea of ​​blood was about to completely drown him At the moment of no return,

"No~"

The frightened old sheep trembled all over, and the exclamation in his mouth had just come out,

The next moment the scene in his vision changed again,

The smell of books filled his nose, [Sanbaotang] was still the familiar [Sanbaotang], as if everything that happened before was fake,

"Gurgle~"

Looking at the smiling blood-stained monk in front of him, the old sheep shrugged his throat unconsciously, and then raised his right hand tremblingly, only to find that his back had been wet without knowing it,

"Amitabha, what did the store owner say before? I didn't hear it clearly just now."

"No, no, it's okay, yes, I'm Tang, sorry for being rude."

The tongue seemed to be rolled up, and the upper and lower lips were fighting,

The old sheep in the bookstore stood there with difficulty, as if he had used up all his strength.