Transcending evil and sanctification

Yu Wenjue acted resolutely, and after a few instructions, he left the head teacher of Mingjiao alone.

He disguised himself, mixed in with the merchant team, and pretended to go up the mountain to deliver clothes for Xiao Ren's new season, so he went up to Shaoshi Mountain in a big way!

Yu Wenjue silently followed the general manager into the Shaolin Temple reception hall for foreigners.

The Zhigu monk who received the reception looked at the chief merchant with a sad face, and said: "This benefactor, Shaoxia Xiao really went down the mountain last autumn. It's not that I didn't invite him out, but he is really not in Shaolin at this time."

The merchant always had a pair of eight-character eyebrows, and he made a more distressed expression than the monk who knew the guest, and said awkwardly: "What should I do? The guest said by name that he wanted to hand over the things to me personally. In the hands of Mr. Xiao. The young ones have received a lot of money, if they don’t do their jobs well, how will they be able to stand in the future?”

Zhike monk said helplessly: "If you tell me this, I can't make you a young hero Xiao."

He always looked at the Zhike monk pleadingly and said, "Where has Mr. Xiao gone now? How can I find him?"

Zhike monk was even more helpless, he said: "You are the second batch to deliver clothes to Shao Xia. Last winter's clothes were delivered by merchants who said they couldn't explain it. In the end, the rascals left those boxes in my temple. At that time We just said, Shaolin really doesn't know about Xiao Shaoxia's whereabouts."

"Oh?" The merchant with eight-character eyebrows always raised his eyebrows, showing a happy expression.

The Zhike monk suddenly changed his expression, and said with a wry smile: "Don't say that you also want to keep the goods here."

The merchant always nodded and knelt down, rubbing his hands, and complained to the Zhike monk: "Oh, master, you are really considerate! That's not what I mean, the entrusted guest didn't leave their contact information and address on this errand, we Even if we took the things back from thousands of miles away, we couldn’t explain them to the guest, but instead smashed our signboard, you should pity those of us who are begging for life.”

In the end, Zhike Monk was so perverted by the boss that he had no choice but to ask the merchant to keep his things, and promised him that once he knew Xiao Ren's whereabouts, he would notify him to take the things away.

To tell the truth, Yu Wenjue has no flaws in disguise, but he has always been the leader of the young leader, and then the leader of the leader again.

Where did he do anything low-key, so the merchant always begged the Zhike monk with a low eyebrow in front of him, but he couldn't put on such a low profile, so he had to stand dryly near the general manager, lowering his eyelashes.

really.

Yuwen was disappointed in his determination.

If he didn't go to Shaolin to confirm it with his own eyes, he just couldn't give up.

The merchant always ignored Yuwenjue who joined temporarily, but he secretly took money from this person and ignored all his actions.

Therefore, after leaving the goods behind, the merchant led his men to leave Shaolin Temple.

But Yu Wenjue wanted to go in and take a look.

The merchant was a little bit embarrassed, and finally had to stay for a while for money.

He respectfully added money for sesame oil, admiringly and humblely asked the Zhike monk to visit the Shaolin Temple.

The Zhike monk agreed without hesitation. After all, it is a well-known temple with a century of history, and it has long been accustomed to receiving tourists for many years.

Those visiting routes are also fixed, and they don’t just go wherever they want. For example, some important places and Buddhist monasteries where monks live are not allowed to enter.

Yuwen observed Shaolin Temple calmly, silently memorizing the terrain map.

Suddenly, Master Jianwu came from the opposite side.

Yu Wenjue was startled, and quickly restrained his breath to hide the light in his eyes.

Zhike monk respectfully bowed to Jianwu: "Uncle Patriarch."

Jianwu nodded in response and asked, "Who are these benefactors?"

Zhike monk said: "These benefactors are bringing clothes for Shaoxia Xiao, let's take a look around."

"Oh?" Seeing Wu was surprised, he stroked his snow-white beard, "Counting this time, it's the third time someone has sent clothes to Xiaoyou. I really don't know it's his friend who misses him so much."

Master Jianwu felt emotional, and then said: "If you can see his friend when you go back, tell him that Xiaoyou has left Shaolin, and ask him not to send him again."

The merchant always took a look at this kind-hearted, highly respected old monk talking to him, and dared not neglect to reply: "If I see you, I will definitely bring my words to you."

When Jian Wu heard this, he shook his head helplessly.

It seems that he also explained the same thing last time. If he brought it, he probably wouldn't bring it this time.

Master Jian Wu jumped over the crowd and passed Yu Wenjue.

Yu Wenjue tensed his muscles, and controlled his breathing to be neither fast nor slow.

He tried his best to relax, not wanting himself to attract the attention of Master Jian Wu.

The two sides passed each other, and the Zhike monk led them to continue to visit.

Master Jian Wu suddenly paused, he turned his head to look at the backs of those people, and saw the figure whose back was straighter than anyone else at a glance.

"This figure... seems to be..." Master Jian Wu felt familiar.

Yu Wen was stunned in his determination, and secretly prepared to make a move. The sight of enlightenment made him feel the urge to fight like a light on his back.

However, he couldn't be reckless.

It's not that he's afraid of enlightenment, but that he's on the other side's territory right now, and it's self-evident which side the situation is in favor of.

Master Jianwu was not a person who would act indiscriminately when he became suspicious, he just watched Zhike monk lead the person away, locked on the other party with aura from afar.

Yuwen decided to take the first two steps, and secretly played a trick on the general manager of the merchant.

The merchant immediately said to the Zhike monk: "It's getting late, and it will be too late if you don't go down the mountain. I am satisfied to visit your temple today, thank you."

As soon as the Zhike monk heard this, he stopped, and Jishou said: "Amitabha, if this is the case, I will send you out of the mountain gate."

"Thank you," said the general manager.

The Zhike monk led the people to turn and walk in the direction of going out.

Seeing that these people were going to leave, Master Jianwu thought for a while, and didn't do anything unnecessary, and let some people leave Shaolin Temple safely.

Yu Wenjue relaxed after walking a long way from the mountain gate.

He didn't know if Jianwu recognized him.

Yu Wenjue looked back at the Shaolin Temple, and thought regretfully, it is a pity that he is in the Shaolin Temple at this time, otherwise he sneaked in and searched carefully, maybe there would be some clues.

Yu Wenjue followed the general down the mountain, intending to part ways with the other party in the first town, but now he can't just leave like this, the necessary work still needs to be done.

The breath of spring has fully permeated the mountain.

Yu Wenjue walked on the chain bridge, a little absent-minded.

"Woooo." A whimper-like voice sounded, and Yu Wenjue turned his head to look.

There was a gray owl hovering in the valley below the chain bridge.

Yu Wenjue was taken aback.

"What kind of birds do you think we should keep as messengers?" "How about an owl?"

Inadvertently, the segment of getting along with Xiao Ren suddenly jumped up.

Yuwen is determined to take a pain.

He frowned, not knowing where this emotion came from.

"Huh—" The owl flew past them without fear.

Yu Wenjue could see clearly that it was an owl that hadn't fully grown up yet.

I saw that its flying route was crooked and stumbling.

The merchant in front of Yu Wenjue always exclaimed: "It's really bad luck to see a night owl in broad daylight!"

The owl gradually circled and flew into the valley.

Yu Wenjue stood melancholy on the chain bridge.

Then, he suddenly felt that the internal force was running faster, and a burst of irritability rushed into his heart.

Yuwen tightened his determination.

Oops, his mood has been fluctuating recently, which has caused Jiu Ming's magic skills to become restless.

Yu Wenjue said to the General Merchant in front of him, "Go down the mountain as soon as the sky is getting dark."

After all, we crossed the general bar and walked to the other end of the overpass.

The people who were still discussing were frightened by his aura, they didn't dare to look around, and hurried on their way.

At the bottom of the valley, Xiao Ren raised his neck and watched the little figure of Mao Tuan flying towards him while putting up a canopy with his hands.

He never knew that the best friend he had been talking about was so close to him.

"Hairball!" Xiao Ren shouted.

Recently, the large feathers of the hairball have fully grown. In order not to keep the hairball as a pet, it can't fly high or far.

Xiao Ren took it out every day recently, designated a place for it to fly towards the target, and then flew back.

Xiao Ren has an ambition.

He wants to train Maoball into an owl that can deliver letters.

An owl who can be a messenger!

This is absolutely unique in this world of martial arts, Xiao Ren can't wait to see Ah Jue's amazed eyes when the time comes.

Of course, this is just a long-term goal.The short-term goal is to make the flying posture of Maotuan more and more perfect, and there will be no more tragedies of not turning in time and hitting the mountain wall.

What's more, Xiao Ren still thought, let Mao Tuan try to send a letter to Shaolin Temple after a while.

It would be the best if you can find a helper to save you.

Unfortunately, Xiao Ren still thinks things are too simple.

Except in movies and novels, owls have never done this kind of thing since ancient times.

As the days go by, the hairball has fully grown into a big kid.

However, it doesn't have the slightest hint of being a loyal postman.

Xiao Ren was worried, how can this be done.

"Hairball," Xiao Ren said to the owl standing on his arm, "send this thing on your feet to the temple on that mountain over there. Give it to anyone you want, as long as it's bald."

He repeated it a hundred and one times, stroking the hairball's neck with the other hand.

The hairball was very comfortable to touch, it had a pair of energetic eyes, it cooed at Xiao Ren, and then spread its wings and flew away.

Then, after a while, Mao Tuan flew back gracefully, leaned over and charged in front of Xiao Ren, and dropped something with a "poof".

Xiao Ren looked helplessly at the hairball hovering in front of him triumphantly.

"Girl...I asked you to deliver the letter, not to catch mice for me!"

"Googoo?" Mao Tuan fell on a nearby branch in doubt, looking at Xiao Ren's dejected look.

Communication failed again!

Xiao Ren looked up to the sky and sighed.

Although Mao Tuan is a child with a bit of a temper and will occasionally point his ass at Papa's child, he can still follow Xiao Ren's instructions under normal circumstances.

The premise is that it can be understood correctly.

Mao Tuan can now basically understand Xiao Ren's meaning and fly from one place to another.

But every time Xiao Ren asked him to send something out, it was extremely difficult.

Maotuan has the posture of a miser, let it pick things into the cave, not to mention how happy it is.

It's a pity that it is difficult to deliver things to the designated place. It is a branch that can fly around in its mouth and be delivered to Xiao Ren's hands. It is more professional than playing with a dog you throw away and I pick it up.

Xiao Ren waved, and the hair ball flew over and landed on his arm.

Xiao Ren rubbed its head, and said in a heavy tone: "I don't blame you if I can't understand it, girl. It's a flaw because IQ is not enough."

Another year has passed.

Tuanzhang Mao is healthier, not to mention a lot bigger, and his wings are more than one meter wide.

Although it is so healthy and strong, Xiao Ren, the breeder, is very satisfied, but the repeated failure of letter delivery has become Xiao Ren's obsession.

The progress bar of Yixin Sutra has gone through thousands of mountains and rivers, and it is about to run to the end.

But Xiao Ren cared more about Mao Tuan's training results.

I can't deliver the letter, but how can I show off to Ah Jue and see his amazed little eyes?

Xiao Ren was thinking seriously.

Anyway, it seems that I can go out in a few months now, and I don’t have to use it so hard, it’s better...

Xiao Ren wandered around the interface of the system exchange store in his consciousness.

Then, he stomped his feet cruelly.

System prompt: To redeem the Spiritual Wisdom Pill, the consumption value is 100000!

Xiao Ren held the small porcelain bottle sent out by the system, and guarded beside Maotuan's shelf with malicious intentions.

When Mao Tuan came back from hunting, Xiao Ren grabbed Mao Tuan with lightning speed.

"Cuckoo??" Mao Tuan looked at Xiao Ren with round eyes, not knowing what he was going to do.

Xiao Ren giggled strangely, opened its pointed mouth, and stuffed the Lingzhi Pill in!

The hairball didn't even know how to spit it out, and stretched its neck reflexively to swallow it.

Then, the hairball suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, and fell into a coma.

Lingzhi Pill is a miracle medicine that only appeared once in the legend.

With it, masters in the world of martial arts no longer have to worry about their incompetent apprentices not being enlightened.

Lingzhi Pill can make people with insufficient IQ immediately become ordinary people, and it can be regarded as a necessary medicine for accepting apprentices and teaching careers.

Xiao Ren picked up the fur ball spread on the ground and put it in its unused grass nest.

Xiao Ren looked at the drowsy owl with an unusually loving gaze.

When it wakes up again, the world's first owl that can deliver letters will be born.

But outside of this cliff, no one knew the cheating methods he shamelessly used.

Xiao Ren couldn't help smiling at the thought of surprising Yu Wenjue, who has always been mature and stable.

The author has something to say: Xiao Ren said that there should be owls that can deliver letters in this world.Thus, there is an owl that can deliver letters in this world.

Ahem~ Although an owl cannot really be trained to be a special messenger like a dove, Xiao Ren can't stop Xiao Ren from giving it a golden finger shamelessly