Huashan female sword god

Chapter 418 416. Midnight Sneaking
The "woman in green shirt" entered the hall, put away the oil-paper umbrella, swept around, and said with a smile, "Hey, there are already people? This small temple in the barren mountains, I didn't expect it to be quite lively."

Still lingering a few more eyes on the faces of You Xingye and the others, tsk tsk said: "There are still three beauties, today is a feast for the eyes"

Of course, when staring at Ming Yuetian, he was stabbed by indifferent cold eyes, smiled sarcastically, and looked away in embarrassment.

Putting the oil-paper umbrella still dripping with rain on the edge of the threshold, took off the folding fan pinned to the belt, cupped his hands and asked, "Xiao Kehe Zhibai, a native of Dali City in western Yunnan, what do you call your friends?"

At this time of year, I even put on a fan to pretend to be cold, and it's basically like that kind of swinger.

You Xingye asked: "Before reporting your name, forgive me for asking, is your Excellency Brother He or Miss He?"

He Zhibai tapped his chest with his fan and said, "Brother He."

You Xingye said: "If you don't explain it, brother He's appearance is quite puzzling."

He Zhibai smiled and said: "It's purely personal interest, if the girl misunderstood, I hope you will forgive me."

You Xingye smiled slightly, and briefly introduced a few people. Of course, the identities of the brothers and sisters from the Five Poison Sect were still not mentioned.

At this time, He Zhibai's performance was not as frivolous as before, but he knew the etiquette and respect, and bowed his hands one by one.

He seems to be more knowledgeable than the brothers and sisters of the Teng family who patronize Dongzang XZ. At least he is much more informed. It's from the Huashan family..." Surprised: "Could it be that Miss Ling and Sister Ling are Yitian Xingyue who have been famous in the Southwest Wulin recently?"

You Xingye said modestly: "Small reputation is not worth mentioning!"

Qi Qingshui asked suspiciously: "What do you want to say?"

He Zhibai immediately picked up a few things and introduced them, which greatly surprised the two brothers and sisters. Unexpectedly, after hiding for more than a month, there were two more extraordinary people in the southwestern rivers and lakes.

Different from the low-key brothers and sisters of the Teng family, this He Zhibai enjoys a lot of chatting, and he is familiar with him. After meeting him, he chatters endlessly. We talked about the Five Poisons Sect that we were talking about just now.

You Xingye is also happy to pass the time.

The drizzle lasted for two hours before it stopped. After the rain, it cleared up, the clouds were slightly rainbow, and the vegetation was fresh. In the evening, the afterglow suddenly appeared, and the haze gradually condensed.

Teng Qinghe said: "Poison King's Valley is not far from here, let's start now, walk faster, we should be able to arrive before dark."

You Xingye said: "There is no rush!"

He Zhibai interrupted and asked: "Why are you going to the Valley of the Poison King?"

Although he had talked a lot in the afternoon, he never mentioned where he was going.

You Xingye nodded and said, "Not bad."

He Zhibai folded the fan, slapped it on his palm, and said: "That's a coincidence, I happened to be going to the Poison King Valley, no wonder we met in this barren mountain, so we were going to a place. "

Teng Qinghe frowned and said, "That's indeed a coincidence."

You Xingye was noncommittal, turned around and asked the little monk: "Little monk, do you know where your master usually collects medicine?"

The little monk shook his head blankly and said, "I don't know, Master never told me about it, nor took me there."

You Xingye frowned.

It has been raining for half a day, but his master has not come back. Perhaps he is hiding somewhere in the mountains to avoid the rain, but it may also be that something happened on the mountain, such as falling down due to a slippery mountain road. Not necessarily, I was still thinking about it. Ask Ming to help him go to the mountains to look for places that might be big, but he doesn't know anything about it, which is a bit difficult.

However, there is something weird about it. Mingwang Temple is the only two monks who depend on each other for their lives. The young monk is only less than ten years old now, and he is still young. It stands to reason that if the old monk wants to go up the mountain to collect herbs and firewood, or go out for alms, he should bring the young monk with him. The monk is right, with such a big heart, don't worry about leaving him with a child here?
My mind turned, and I asked again: "Then when he goes out, you always know which direction he is going?"

The little monk nodded, went out of the hall, went to the front of the hall, and pointed to the southeast: "That's where he went."

You Xingye: "Okay, I'll go to the room to help you see if he has gone down the mountain."

After all, he jumped onto the roof and looked into the distance.

There are many mountains and trees in the eye, and the vegetation in the nearby mountains is also green and fresh after the rain, fresh and tender, but if you look around, there is no one in the forest.

After a while, he returned to the ground, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen anyone, it seems that your master will come back later."

"Oh!"

The little monk lowered his voice a little, a little disappointed.

You Xingye suggested to the brothers and sisters of the Teng family: "You two, it's getting late, and there is no rush to go to the Poison King's Valley. You might as well rest in this temple tonight."

She was a little worried about the young monk, and planned to stay and have a look. If the old monk didn't come back tonight, she would go to the mountain to help look for it tomorrow morning.

"This……"

Teng Qinghe was slightly hesitant, and looked at Qi Qingshui.

Qing Shui nodded and said: "That's fine, if you still go at this time, the road will indeed be a bit rushed, brother, let's listen to Miss You, and save some energy in hurrying on the road."

Teng Qinghe said: "Okay. Then I will disturb the little master."

The little monk quickly said, "Don't bother, don't bother."

He Zhibai followed suit: "Since we all went to Poison King's Valley and met here again, we should go together, Xiao Ke will stay and disturb little master."

The little monk was humble again.

This Mingwang Temple is really in decline. The rice tank in the kitchen has bottomed out, there are not a few grains of rice left, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and various seasonings are also lacking. It's not that You Xingye is good at, she still wanted to make something to eat to satisfy her cravings, but this fell through, and she could only eat cold biscuits and dry food.

At this time, you can't go to the mountains to hunt prey, and eat meat in other people's temples.

If it was a monastery that she didn't like or was very familiar with and had a close relationship with, maybe she would have done this. The former was intentionally disgusting, and the latter was killing familiarity. Bar.

The sky was getting darker.

The little monk knocked on the wooden fish and recited the scriptures in the hall, and he was doing the evening class, but he was quite self-conscious.

Not long after it was dark, the old monk finally came back.

He took off the coir raincoat and bamboo hat. He has a pale face and a gray man. Although he is old, his complexion is tough. He wears a patched yellow monk's robe and carries a bamboo basket. From his gestures, he can tell that he is not an ordinary monk. If he is a master, his internal skills must be quite superb, and You Xingye's original worry about him having an accident on the mountain was useless.

The old monk was very polite to the visitors, saying that he was staying in the mountains, and the hospitality was poor.

There are only two monk's houses in Shixia, and they were let out by the old monk. He planned to go to the temple with his disciples to meditate for one night, but he was stopped by He Zhibai: "Don't, master, please don't. I like to sleep alone, and I am not used to living with others, so let me sit in the hall for one night, and the room will be reserved for the two masters and brother Teng."

It took a lot of slobbering, and they were persuaded by the appearance of playing tricks on the back. In the end, the female family members shared a monk's house, and the monk shared a room, while He Zhibai and Teng Qinghe both went to live in front of the Buddha in the hall.

He Zhibai ran to the main hall, but Teng Qinghe was too embarrassed to stay, so he followed.

The one surnamed He didn't insist on having one person, one room.

late at night.

Xingyue and Xingyue spread out a spare mat that the two monks found with great difficulty, and meditated on the ground.

You Xingye was in a trance, and suddenly opened his eyes, both inside and outside were dark, after all, the outside was slightly brighter with the moonlight shining on it, and it could be seen that there was a shadow faintly reflected outside the window, standing still.

At the same time, there was an inexplicable fragrance faintly.

(End of this chapter)