high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 77

A few hours later, Bai Zhu with a bruised nose and a swollen face sat alone on the steps of Yueshou Palace.

It was already Yin time, and there were only a few lights in the sparsely populated city of Fenyin.

He moved his butt, and there was a tearing pain in his back, which made Bai Zhu gasp.

click-

Behind him, the gate of Yueshou Palace was pushed open, Wuhui sighed, and sat down beside Baishu.

He coughed twice, pushed his shoulders against the people next to him, and stopped talking.

"Why?" Bai Shu said in a low voice.

His cheeks were swollen high, as high as half a finger, and his eyes were swollen like peaches, and it was difficult to even open them.

The corner of his mouth moved, and the wound on his face was pulled again, causing him to grin his teeth in pain, and dared to inhale softly.

Almost got Xie Danqiu, no, now it's called Xie Wei.

He was almost beaten to death by Xie Wei.

This beating was really inexplicable.

No one reacted, Xie Wei picked up his collar, like pulling a chick, and took him away in an instant.

The unobstructed light had just risen, and seeing her, he walked slowly in mid-air, circling twice nonchalantly.

It seemed that he just came out to cool off, completely ignoring Bai Shu's shouts.

In the face of life and death, Bai Shu displayed his strongest eloquence ability in history, making hype fall and his tongue bursting with golden lotuses.

In the end, he was almost moved by himself.

But no matter how eloquent and expressive he was, Xie Wei's face was always frosty, and he didn't say a word.

If Xie Fanjing and Wuxian hadn't rushed over at the end, he had no doubt that he would have been slapped to death by her.

This woman doesn't miss the old love at all, and she is completely different from the previous tenderness.

Seeing Bai Shu turned his head away without saying a word, Wu Hui immediately cried out in agony

"Can you blame my uncle? Obviously not!

I can't beat her, even if I go, I can only watch you being beaten from the sidelines. "

He paused: "Even if I can fight, should I fight or not? If there is a mistake, don't you feel so sorry?"

distressed?

Bai Zhu touched her sausage-swollen mouth and sneered secretly.

I feel bad for a shovel, I wish you could hammer her to death.

He silently stimulated his mind, healed his wounds, and Wuhui spoke earnestly at the side, completely like a master who persuaded ignorant believers.

"There is a fight at the head of the bed and the end of the bed is closed, big man, when the time comes the bed..."

His voice stopped abruptly, Bai Shu suddenly jumped far away and spread his hands, as if you continued to talk while I was listening.

The door didn't know when it was opened, and even Wuhui's spiritual sense didn't notice it.

The beautiful woman in red has no expression on her face, followed by the inconspicuous who came out looking at her nose, nose and mouth, without squinting.

"He said it."

Bai Shu pointed out, "It's just across the door, you can definitely hear it, it has nothing to do with me."

"Amitabha, I have made contributions to the Xie family, and I have shed blood for Da Zheng."

Wuhui chuckled: "Martial nephew, you are still too young."

Crazy, it's not my mouth that's moving...

Seeing Xie Wei looking over coldly, Bai Shu's hairs stood on end, and subconsciously hid behind Xie Fanjing.

Seeing this, Xie Wei's gaze became even colder.

"Amitabha."

Coughing twice without obvious embarrassment, stepped forward to smooth things over:

"I already know the purpose of the heavenly official's visit. The poor monk will report to the abbot."

He clasped his hands together and placed between Bai Shu and Xie Wei, blocking that menacing gaze for him.

"Toil all the way, if there is nothing else, the heavenly official should go down and rest first."

After the red dress left, Bai Shu finally relaxed. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Sister is very good, I have never seen her beat anyone." Xie Fanjing said in a low voice.

"Well, well." Bai Shu perfunctorily agreed, "It's good, it's good."

Under the operation of the mind, the qi and blood have been activated a lot, and the bruises that were originally swollen have gradually disappeared.

He tried pressing on the left side of his face, but the pain was not as severe as before.

"What a disaster."

Wuxian spoke suddenly, he and Wuhui looked at each other, and said in a deep voice:

"She was summoned in the middle of the road, Feiyun Temple was burned down, and Zen Master Miaoyan disappeared."

"Oh?" No seriousness, "What does the emperor want?"

Bai Shu couldn't hear the next conversation, and the two talked with their heart sounds for half a stick of incense before stopping.

"I'll take you to Fengshan Temple first."

Wuhui was slightly stern, "After you have done your business, I can free up my hands."

"Zheng and Chu are going to fight again?"

"No way, that's not the case." Wu Hui seemed to see through Bai Shu's thoughts, "This fire can't reach Songyang."

The two chatted for a while, then Bai Shu went to pack his luggage, and Xie Fanjing followed behind.

He didn't have too many things in the first place, and Wu Hui had already taken the pill into his Niwan Palace for safekeeping. Bai Zhu rolled up a few clothes at will, and then closed the door.

Next door, Tie Zhu was still snoring like thunder, such a loud noise didn't wake him up, which made Bai Shu envious of his good sleep.

The moment the door was closed, Bai Shu felt a little lost.

The original body lived in Fenyin for 14 years. Since I traveled through time and received his memory, I have always been eager to go out and have a look.

Outside the city, there are white-clothed swordsmen and wandering monks, mountain spirits and ghosts roaming the high mountains and secluded forests, and snakes, pythons and giant dragons swimming in the deep waters of Daze.

A gentleman in white clothes, a prince for many generations, a hero in a wine shop who lightly accepts life and death; every move of a weapon in the temple will be a million corpses.

Outside the city, there is a whole world of rivers and lakes.

"Thank you."

Bai Zhu lowered her head and said softly, "I've been bothering you these days."

Xie Fanjing stared at him blankly, as if he was in a daze. After a long time, she ran two steps forward and hugged Bai Shu fiercely.

That hug was strong and warm, like a firewood burning in winter, Bai Shu froze, and gently hugged her back.

"I will go to Fengshan Temple to find you." Xie Fanjing sniffed, "Don't you not know me."

"how come?"

The little girl's eye circles were red, and there was a hazy layer of mist under her eyes.

Bai Shu has always wondered where the little girl's inexplicable kindness towards her came from.

His heart ached, he bent down slightly, and looked at Xie Fanjing.

"Come to Fengshan Temple." He squeezed out a big smile, "I will grill you the best fish!"

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"All right?"

Wu Hui, who was leisurely and leisurely, was startled, and Bai Shu, who was carrying a package, was walking towards him.

"Don't be in such a hurry, I won't say goodbye to your brother."

"No." Bai Shu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "He will cry, and when the time comes, I really don't know what to do."

Bai Shu smiled casually: "Anyway, he will come back, and by then, Tie Zhu might become a wealthy man in Fenyin!"

"Alright."

Wu Hui also smiled, and after Bai Shu bid farewell to Wuxian, he lifted Bai Shu's shoulders and jumped forward.

A brilliant golden light shot up from the ground, lighting up the whole garden, it circled slowly three times in the city, and suddenly went straight to Qingming.

In the golden light, Bai Shu looked down with complicated eyes, and the whole city was like a building block toy built by a child, delicate and tiny.

At this moment, he finally took his last step towards the outside of Fenyin City.

In a garden with luxuriant flowers and trees, the monk clasped his palms together and smiled, and the small figure stood on tiptoe and waved vigorously at himself.

Huh!

Huh!

The golden light led him to continue upwards, and he could no longer be seen, and the whistling wind continued.

In the eyes, there is only the endless vast sea of ​​​​blue clouds.

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"Is that the reincarnation of your apprentice Wuming?"

The bright woman with a high bun covered her lips and smiled lightly. Opposite her, the divine-footed monk Guanghui was silent.

If Bai Shu could see this scene, he would recognize it.

The glamorous woman who faintly confronted the divine-legged monk was exactly the character in the painting of beauties on the scroll that Song Chi was carrying.

She broke away from the scroll, and her every move was dazzling.

Mrs. Yinshan!

No one would have thought that a giant monster that frightened the world would be attached to a painting.

Bai Shu and this big sneaky creature had met each other several times before they knew it.

"Who knows."

The divine foot monk Guanghui's expression was dull: "Aren't you too, this man is the reincarnation of your lover?"

He moved his eyes and looked ridiculed:

"Du Shaozhi's eldest disciple, once the leader of the younger generation of Confucianism."

"What should I call you? Song Jae?"

Guang Hui looked at Mrs. Yin Shan's side, the young man with only his soul body left, smiled coldly:

"Or do you prefer your new name, Song Chi?"

(End of this chapter)