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The sky is brilliant, and the shimmering white light streaks across the layered leaves and dyes the mountain temple mottled.The little monk was wearing a green cloth monk's robe, and his trousers were rolled up to his calves. He was lying on the cool and quiet stone steps in the mountain reading a book.A fat big white cat was sleeping on a stone platform not far away.

The yellow leather booklet was spread out on the stone steps under the shadows of the trees. Yifu propped his chin with his left hand, flipped it with his right hand and rested it lightly on the corner of the page, and was reading it seriously.

The big white cat stretched itself after waking up, and walked to Yifu with leisurely steps, leaving four large dusty cat paw prints on the plain white page.The cat squinted slightly and lifted its neck, and there was an elegant purr from its throat.

Yi Futeng scratched the white cat's chin, his eyes refused to leave the scroll, "Big Fatty, go play by yourself." Big Fatty was dissatisfied with his perfunctory, refused to give up half a step, sat down on his stocky buttocks, and put the book on it. Not a single word is left.

Just seeing the wonderful thing, the legs that were floating in the air kept thumping anxiously, and shouted: "Oh, why did you sit down, can you sit somewhere else, big fat fat fat."

The cat was well fed in the monastery and was raised as strong as a lion cub. It took a few pushes to push it away.There are a few lines of small characters next to the imprint of the cat's paw: "Tracing back to the front, I was surprised to find that the butcher was a tree on the cliff in his previous life, and the snake demon was a mountain spring under his feet. They nourish and nourish each other, and they are companions day and night..."

This is an ordinary play, but the protagonist in the book is neither a scholar nor a general princess, but a ghost and a monster.Yifu has already read more than half of it, and found that every story has the same plot - but all monsters and mortals who are entangled in marriage in this life must also have connections in their previous lives, either for relatives or for being ugly, there is always something to say.

He recalled the first time he met Yaobai, he sat under the collapsed wall and played with the sand he had carried back so hard.He couldn't help but wonder, if everything in this world has a destiny, then the fate between me and Xiaobai also started from the previous life.

"Yifu!" The mountain gate was suddenly pushed open by someone, and the big and round face of the senior brother squeezed out from the crack of the door, "It really is here."

Yiyuan trotted down, stood in front of Yifu with his hips on his hips, looked down at the book, and then began to chatter: "I know you are hiding from reading idle books again, have you finished copying all the scriptures assigned by Master? Will you memorize them? Brother Lazy, it’s all right to turn a blind eye, do you have a reason for your lazy appearance?"

Without raising his head, he said: "The bookstore has been cleaned, the lessons of the juniors have been taught, and the scriptures assigned by the master will be memorized after copying."

Yiyuan thrust his waist, and abruptly swallowed the following lecture.He sat in front of Yiyuan's head, and was fascinated by his unblinking eyes. He couldn't help leaning over to look at it. After reading a few lines, he couldn't help frowning, "Ghosts and strange things are so beautiful?"

"It looks good." Yiyuan shook his upturned feet, "Senior brother, what Master said in the past was wrong. Not all monsters are hideous and vicious. Most of the monsters in the world are sincere and pure in nature. people."

Yiyuan stretched his arms back and glanced at his junior brother, "Whether it harms people or not, a beast is still a beast if it cultivates an adult. Do you still believe that it can grow a human heart?"

Yifu retorted: "You can't grow people's hearts, but people's hearts are good?"

Yiyuan froze for a moment, then flicked his fingers on Yifu's head, "I really don't know what you've been thinking about all day long." After speaking, he patted himself on the head, "Look at me, I'm just trying to follow you Nonsense, I forgot about the business, Master asked you to write some prayer flags, which will be hung in front of the temple on the Buddha’s birthday.”

Yifu let out an ah, reluctant to put down the book, and complained: "There are so many senior brothers who can write in the temple, why do they single me out every time?"

Yiyuan hooked his shoulders, and smiled wickedly: "Who told you to write beautifully? Look at me, if you want to do your best for the Buddha, you have no chance." Yiyuan took the book from his arms, while Push him away: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'll take the book back for you, if it's too late, Master will scold someone."

Yifu jumped up and snatched the book back, hugging it tightly in his arms, "No need." Then he turned and ran up the stone steps.

When reaching the highest level, the clear sky suddenly exploded with thunder, causing him to stagger on his feet, holding a book in shock and looking back.

I saw that the sky was still clear, and the white sunshine made people's eyes hurt.With a floating hand on the forehead, there seems to be a dark shadow in the farthest place where the sky and the earth meet, and there is nothing in the blink of an eye.

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Just at the place Yifu had just seen, a blue dragon was soaring up the clouds, the sea of ​​clouds rolled around the dragon's body, and from time to time it let out a thick dragon chant.Not far away from him, a thick black mist gushes over, which is the evil spirit of resentment emitted by tens of thousands of resentful spirits.The huge dragon body of Qinglong stands in front of him, the black mist that was approaching was blocked, and it let out a shrill and hoarse cry, like thousands of ghosts crying together in the underworld.

Qinglong went up against the wind, forcing the resentful spirit hidden in the black mist back for several miles.The next moment, the repressed sobs of the wraiths suddenly surged higher and higher like a flood that broke a bank.A few dragon chants came from the clouds, and the green dragon rushed forward majestically.

But only Qingxiu himself knows how much ferocity and viciousness are mixed in this majesty, these resentful spirits are fierce and huge in number, almost driving him to the end of the road.At this moment, several melodious and crisp dragon chants came from Tianyu on the other side, Qingxiu wept with joy, and shouted: "Fifth sister!"

Sang Su jumped up and saw that the army of resentful spirits could not be seen for a long time, so he said, "I can't stop it, let's retreat first."

Qingxiu immediately became anxious, "How can this work! If they are allowed to go to the human world, wouldn't the human race be wiped out?"

"The human world has a protective circle set up by the ancient gods, which can withstand one or two." Sang Su stepped back, and the resentful spirits seemed to know that the opponent was invincible, and quickly swept over. Sang Su dodged and dodged, "If you don't leave again I'm going to be living fodder."

Qingxiu was a little bit crazy, and hurriedly retreated, while being furious, "What's going on with Xiaojiu, isn't Mangtian seriously injured by him, and where did so many resentful spirits come from?"

Two dragons, one green and one white, took human form in the clouds. Sang Su brushed the scattered hair from his temples, and said expressionlessly, "It was released by Yaobai."

Qingxiu screamed in horror, "What?"

Sang Su sighed, looking extremely irritable: "These resentful spirits were originally imprisoned under the lava of Mount Buyu, and they committed heinous crimes in ancient times. Mangtian was seriously injured and did not stop fighting, and then drove his army of wraith spirits. Yao Bai wanted to kill Mangtian, so he broke the barrier of Mount Buyu, and let the two groups of wraith spirits fight by themselves."

Qingxiu never imagined that this was Yaobai's doing, she was tongue-tied for a long time and didn't know what to say.

"Mangtian's subordinates, no matter how fierce they are, can't beat the wraiths who have been tempered by the lava industry fire, it seems that there are not many left." Sang Su said.

"That's okay." Qingxiu said, at least the scourge of Mangtian suffered.

Sang Su frowned and looked at the direction where the resentful spirit disappeared, and something that he had almost forgotten suddenly popped into his mind.There was faint worry in her eyes, "I'm not at ease, I always feel that something is going to happen."

Qingxiu didn't know why, and looked at her with a puzzled face.

Sang Su whispered to himself, "I hope I'm thinking too much."