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An Chan stood up and saluted Shen Xiaowei:

"The poor monk has already told the benefactor that the poor monk's Dharma name is An Chan."

Shen Xiaowei said in surprise:

"Impossible! When did Zhengdao have someone like you?"

"Almsgiver, what is right and what is evil? The poor monk is just an unknown bhikkhu."

Although this person says he is not of the righteous way, but his martial arts are so strong, it will still be a big disaster for the Black Lotus Sect. Shen Xiaowei's eyes turned cold, and a cold light shot out from his fingertips and hit An Chan's vitals. Fly in the opposite direction to Anchan.

Shen Xiaowei already knew in his heart that there was a big gap between his and An Chan's martial arts skills just now, and he would definitely not be able to eat well when he hit a rock. It's better to go back to the head teacher first, and then slowly plan how to get rid of this nasty scourge.

It's a pity that Shen Xiaowei underestimated An Chan's "sincerity".

After that day, on Shen Xiaowei's way back to the Black Lotus Sect, he could see An Chan in plain Tsing Yi everywhere he went. Just chanting scriptures "Tuk Tuk Tuk" in the next room.

However, An Chan is a person that Shen Xiaowei can't provoke. Once Shen Xiaowei has the idea of ​​killing, An Chan will come out to stop him, and reasoning with the leader of the Demon Cult usually lasts for two hours. No matter how impatient Shen Xiaowei is use.

Seeing that An Chan seemed to follow him back to the head teacher, Shen Xiaowei felt anxious, even he, the leader, couldn't do anything to An Chan, and the Black Lotus Sect definitely had no rivals for An Chan, but those subordinates in the head teacher of the Black Lotus Sect couldn't do anything about it. The villain with blood on his hands, An Chan likes to reason with the villain so much, he spends his time to and fro, wouldn't entering the main altar mean a hungry wolf entering the sheepfold?

Pooh!Shen Xiaowei was chilled by his own imagination. Those people in the Black Lotus Sect General Altar were all handed over by Shen Xiaowei. If one or two of them were really taken away, it would be the loss of the Black Lotus Sect. He couldn't say anything. Zen brought back.

From the capital city to the south of the Yangtze River, Shen Xiaowei passed through the house and never entered. He saw that An Chan was always wearing that half-worn monk's robe, thinking that he might be able to throw An Chan away when he went to the extremely cold north, but Shen Xiaowei walked all the way. , By the time we get outside the pass, the spring is already warm and the flowers are blooming, and it is already May when we go to Liaodong for another month.

Shen Xiaowei traveled all over the world for more than half a year, and An Chanzhen followed for more than half a year. Shen Xiaowei still cared about it at first, and quarreled with An Chan from time to time.

Of course, the so-called quarrel is Shen Xiaowei's quarrel, An Chan babbled to reason with him, the two martial arts masters had never fought except the first time they met, and later Shen Xiaowei was used to the existence of this person, and he didn't even bother to quarrel with him Noisy, on the contrary, I feel that it is not bad to have someone to accompany me like this. Sometimes when my brain twitches, I will even be merciful and ask An Chan to eat. An Chan eats vegetarian food, and Shen Xiaowei drinks. It's better to tell Shen Xiaowei to drink less, Shen Xiaowei is not angry, his temper in front of An Chan has been polished by An Chan's "sincerity", revealing a smooth and soft side.

Shen Xiaowei looks glamorous, not the glamor of a woman, but a powerful and vigorous glamor to the extreme, which brings a kind of evil spirit to the extreme, but An Chan can dissolve it, revealing the true nature of this man. Come on.

When Shen Xiaowei was drunk, he would tell An Chan about himself, how he killed the previous leader and how he killed his half-brothers one by one to secure the position of the leader. Every time he said this, Shen Xiaowei Just laughing, he said that he didn't have such means of poisoning or using low-level methods, those people were all killed by him with his own true ability, and if he didn't kill them, they would kill him.

Shen Xiaowei also said that his mother was originally a maid, and she already had an affair with a guard in the sect, but was forced by the former sect master to be a concubine and had her own self. His mother treated him badly and kept pinching him secretly with her nails. As he spoke, he unbuttoned his clothes and showed An Chan the old wounds on his body. The scars left by those mothers he mentioned were already very shallow, and most of them were covered by other deep sword wounds, one after another, like It was like a net that couldn't be broken free, strangling Shen Xiaowei out of breath and at the same time unable to avoid it, because these were all taught to him by Hei Lian.

When Shen Xiaowei talks, An Chan just listens, just listens, putting aside the Zen chatter, even if Shen Xiaowei said that he likes to kill people, he doesn't say that Shen Xiaowei is doing something wrong, Shen Xiaowei loves to talk more, say it over and over again, the next day When I woke up, I couldn't remember anything, it was still the beautiful Heilian leader who was tangled up by An Chan.

Shen Xiaowei and An Chan seem to have established a relationship that neither looks like a friend nor an enemy.

But as the saying goes, there is no feast that never ends, even if Shen Xiaowei doesn't want to go back to the head teacher, the head teacher will send someone to find the leader who has been missing for almost a year.

Several confidential letters from the church came, saying that several hall masters in the church would have frequent meetings after the next year, and that something might happen to them, urging Shen Xiaowei to return to the head teacher as soon as possible. The sect was harassed, and the subordinates asked the master to punish him for not thinking carefully, and there was another letter saying...

Shen Xiaowei rubbed his forehead, the matter of returning to the head teacher could not be delayed any longer, there was one more thing Shen Xiaowei had to do before going back, which was to take advantage of this place to stay away from the head teacher and get rid of An Chan.

But Shen Xiaowei couldn't beat An Chan again, Shen Xiaowei thought about it, and finally fled away very spinelessly.

Shen Xiaowei ran away all night, but not long after dawn, he still saw the Tsing Yi from a distance behind.

An Chan's posture is also weird, he looks like he is walking, not even fluttering his clothes, as if the road is shrinking back under his feet, the distance between Shen Xiaowei and An Chan is getting shorter and shorter.

He scolded An Chan in his heart, seeing An Chan getting closer, Shen Xiaowei saw a night of hard work in vain, a burst of unwillingness surged up in his heart.

At this moment, Shen Xiaowei noticed that there was a small country temple by the side of the road, and a small head protruded from the temple. It turned out to be a boy with a thick head and a thick head.

With a thought in Shen Xiaowei's mind, he had already arrived at the gate of the Earth Temple and grabbed Liang Jin, smelly monk, don't you want to save all living beings?I won't let you get what you want!

An Chan had already approached, and saw Shen Xiaowei grabbing a struggling child in his hand, and said arrogantly to him:

"Stinky monk! Don't come here! If you take another step, I'll break his neck!"

An Chan frowned and stopped, saying:

"What is Benefactor Shen doing?"

"What are you going to do?"

Shen Xiaowei sneered and said:

"Are you only allowed to press on and not allow me to threaten you?"

An Chan recited a Buddha's name and sighed:

"The poor monk has never persecuted the benefactor, why should he press it step by step!"

Shen Xiaowei remembered that he had been chased by this person for more than half a year, and the monk still had an innocent expression on his face, anger rose from his heart, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"You still said you didn't force me, if it wasn't for you messing around with me, how could I not even be able to go back to the head teacher!"

An Chan's face darkened, and said:

"So in the eyes of Benefactor Shen, the poor monk is messing around?"

Shen Xiaowei was suddenly a little speechless. In fact, An Chan was indeed a very good companion for traveling with him. It was a little strange to say that An Chan was a great monk who was messing around with him.

But Shen Xiaowei said mercilessly:

"That's right! From now on, I won't allow you to appear in front of me again. Once I see you, I'll chop off one of this little beggar's fingers, and I'll chop off two fingers twice!"

Without waiting for An Chan's answer, he carried Liang Jin under his armpit and lifted up his lightness kung fu, and disappeared in an instant.

Liang Jin was so anxious that he called Jing Biguo's name, but he was suffering from being hit by the acupuncture point, unable to utter a sound or move, he could only watch helplessly as the Earth Temple was getting farther and farther away from him, he didn't even know why Shen Xiaowei Wanting to snatch him away, he saw the shadow of the tree constantly retreating, and the earth temple gradually became a small dot, and finally disappeared at the end of the path under Liang Jin's desperate eyes.

"Big brother! Big brother! Are you awake?"

The girl's unique sweet voice awakened Jing Biguo from his dream. He opened his eyes and lay on the bed in a daze for a moment before he realized it. He responded to the outside world:

"Qingqing, wait a minute!"

Jing Biguo sat up, rubbed his neck, put on his clothes and tied up his hair, and quickly cleaned his face and hands before opening the door.

The girl outside the door was waiting anxiously, when she saw Biguo open the door, she pouted and complained:

"Why are you so slow!"

Biguo smiled softly and said:

"It was my mistake, I must not oversleep next time."

The girl named Qingqing saw the two indelible blushes in front of his eyes, and said with concern:

"Biguo brother, did you not sleep well last night?"

Biguo rubbed his sore forehead and said:

"It's okay, did you tell your uncle about it when you went out to play today?"

With a puffy face:

"I don't want to tell him, I won't be able to get out if I tell my father!"

She opened her eyes expectantly and said to Jing Biguo:

"Let's go to Xianlai Pavilion by the West Lake to eat vinegar fish today! I heard that the vinegar fish there is delicious!"

Jing Biguo touched Qing's head with a smile and said:

"Okay, Qingqing is really a greedy little cat!"

"What! I am a little greedy cat, and you are a big greedy cat!"

"What about Master?"

"My father is an old greedy cat! Let me tell you, my father..."

Jing Biguo and Qingqing went out chatting and laughing. As soon as they walked to the street, passers-by turned their heads to look at the couple. They saw that the girl was not yet twenty-eight years old. The two strands of hair on the side are blowing in the wind, and a pair of big eyes are rolling wisely, looking mischievous and bright, at this moment he is holding a young man on his arm and smiling sweetly.

But although the girl was beautiful, everyone's eyes were attracted by the young man beside him. The young man really looked like the one who walked down from the painting. People admire Emei Qianshou from the bottom of their hearts, and they are also modest and gentlemen.

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Liang Jin: I didn't appear in this chapter!

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Author: Junior Sister is actually not an important character in the plot, you don’t need to care==