Little monk, can you stop emphasizing your tongue that was frozen and bleeding from ice?
It’s not your fault that you’re stupid, but it’s your fault that you still come out to show off.
Seeing that Yuansheng still wanted to talk, Jian Fan quickly made a sign to stop.
She was so tired that she didn't want to speak at all.
Yuansheng's eyes sparkled, as clear as the moon rippling in a clear pool at night.
He stuffed a lollipop into his mouth and said vaguely, "Taoqing Daoqing is very good to the young monk, but I don't know why.
He always does the young monk a favor.
The young monk likes him, but he doesn't want to He's close."
"Just like Brother Bai Shi.
That big brother and the little monk also like it, but liking it doesn't mean it's perfect.
Hold on, you see, big brother has been gone for so many days, it should be there in a few years."
His His mood suddenly dropped, but he still held the lollipop in his mouth and refused to let go, "There are so many people I like, why are they so weird."
Thinking of these good things and bad things, Yuansheng almost wants to cry.
He lowered his round head, and there were nine black ring scar-like things floating on his bare head.
"Yusheng, that one in your mouth was given to you by the weird white-shirted brother you mentioned."
Jian Fan couldn't bear the little monk's unsightly look, so Jian Fan pointed at the little monk's tightly protected rod.
Lollipop, he said helplessly.
"Also, old monk, it's not allowed to burn ring scars now.
This is an act of harming the body.
Why do you do this to Yuan Sheng?"
Nine, how painful it must be to burn them.
"Amitabha, I have a clear conscience."
Liao Chen looked at Yuansheng eating a lollipop, and he smiled gently, like a smiling Maitreya Buddha.
Yuansheng saw the master looking over.
He covered his mouth and bent slightly.
It is impossible for the old monk to harm his only disciple.
Although Jian Fan is a ghost, her yin and yang eyes are still there, and she can see all things as long as she opens them by chanting a spell.
She stared at Yuansheng carefully, looking left and right, from head to toe, and there seemed to be no difference.
Not that face.
Yuansheng's original face had an aura of death, and a life of loneliness would probably be the best outcome.
However, now the aura of death suddenly dissipated, leaving only a few strands still surrounding his face, and the rest were scattered throughout his body. .
This kind of innate death energy cannot be eliminated by external force, but now "You really tried your best, old man."
Jian Fan suddenly felt relaxed after saying this.
Those scars are actually deceiving God.
Such a good disciple will have more Buddha's message coming down.
There must have been adventures in the five years since Yuansheng was born.
The adventures and luck have changed his destiny, and it is not as sinister as the original one.
Yuansheng suddenly squatted down and exclaimed.
Jian Fan glanced at Rong Nan, who had a dark face and smelled of jealousy and had barely said a word from beginning to end, and then squatted down too.
"Yusheng, what are you doing?"
"Hold on, look, little ant," Yuansheng shouted in surprise, "I have never seen such a small ant in the mountains."
He was so happy that he took out the lollipop from his mouth, hesitated for a moment, stuffed it back into his mouth, opened a new one, and placed it next to the ant.
Soon, the lollipop was covered with tiny ants, and the strawberry flavor suddenly changed to cola or chocolate flavor.
"It's all for you, don't worry."
The little monk said gently, because he was out of breath and knocked over a few poor ants.
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"Hey, why are you so pitiful?
I'll protect you.
Don't be anxious, take your time."
The little monk really stretched out his hand to protect the circle of the lollipop.
When Jian Fan saw that nothing happened to her, she stood up.
Although she was a ghost now, the sunlight had no effect on her at all.
She stood under the sunlight, and the warm light passed directly through her translucent body, and a faint warmth flowed on her cheeks, as if her whole person was a beautiful person. halo.
"Little friend Jian, it doesn't matter if you don't collect your things.
Come this way, I will show you something."
They can't get into the world of Yuansheng.
Liao Chen spoke softly and pointed to the small hall where Yuansheng had just stayed.
Jian Fan glanced at Rong Nan, who raised an eyebrow and nodded.
Jian Fan followed the old monk and walked in.
The old monk apologized to the Buddha, stretched out his hand through the Buddha's belly, and took out a small transparent bottle out of thin air.
The small bottle contained a light yellow liquid with scarlet red inside, which was not pretty.
"Yellow Spring Water."
Jian Fan only knew the water of Wangchuan River, but she had never seen Huangquan Water.
Rong Nan looked at the small bottle of yellow spring water and frowned.
The popular explanation of Huangquan water is underground spring water, but the real Huangquan water is definitely not a simple underground spring.
As an underground and yin thing, it is easy to use it to take a bath when you are sick.
Other people in the underworld are not allowed to touch it.
Underworld can freeze your whole body, even your soul and emotions.
As long as it touches a drop, it will be half dead or half dead.
And there is no trace to be traced.
The most important point is that this kind of spring water was originally only installed in the 18th and 19th levels of hell.
As soon as Rong Nan pointed out what it was, Jian Fan immediately reacted.
After all, as Jian Fan's husband and teacher, all the common sense and knowledge that Rong Nan should be taught were spoon-fed to Jian Fan.
"So are you telling me that Dao Qing became like this because he was splashed with underworld water?"
If it was really underworld water and he wanted to get close to Jian Fan, she wouldn't be unreasonable.
"This is what Taoist Taoist Brother Daoqing took from him.
It was placed in Wuyou Temple just to purify it with the temple's incense.
Now that the donor is here, let's return it to its original owner."
Liao Chen is right.
Taoism has been declining for hundreds of years, but Buddhism has always been prosperous and prosperous.
It is indeed much better to put the most yin thing like yellow spring water in the pure place of Buddhism than to put it in Taoism.
But all of this is not as good as the difficulty.
The difficulty is the Lord of the Earth.
The Yellow Spring Water is something from the Earth.
It will definitely save time and effort for him to deal with it.
"Little friend Jian, it's time for Yuansheng to do his homework.
Please do as you please.
I will ask Yuansheng to come over and call you two later during dinner time."
Liaochen tidied up his clothes and left.
He must have pretended to be a human being.
Go help those poor people who come here because of their fame.
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"Fan Fan."
Looking along Rong Nan's fingertips, he saw the body-protecting puppet that had been put down under the Buddha's seat.
The puppet smiles sweetly, and its chubby face, hands and feet are like lotus roots, so cute that you want to pinch them.
Dao Qing really meant it.
Jian Fan looked at the innocent and ignorant puppet, and then at the bottle of yellow spring water that was placed there but had not been put back.
She and Rong Nan looked at each other, and both of them stretched out their hands.
Rong Nan accepted the puppet given to Jian Fan by "another man", and Jian Fan picked up the bottle of yellow spring water.
She put it under her nose and smelled it out of curiosity, "Oh, Ananda, it's so sour and refreshing that ghosts can't believe it."
"Hold on, the master is calling you to eat."
Just when Jian Fan was still in a daze from stimulation, the little monk's big, smooth head poked in, "Hold on, the master said, after you finish eating, please go to the capital.
Well.
Master Daoqing said, if you forgive him, go to the capital to save Xiao Ruixin."
"Oh, by the way, the master also said that if you don't mind, it's okay.
Just remember to bring me, the troublemaker.
Hehe."
He smiled brightly at Jian Fan, completely ignoring the trouble on one side
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