not a monster

Chapter 62 The Monk and the Monster

"It's all here, why don't you go to the incense stick?" Jiang Nao asked.

Feng Wu ideal thought: "It's okay, but I'll go up, you don't go up."

"why?"

"Many of these deity statues have prototypes, and they are even still alive in the world. Practitioners can't give incense to them casually. It is too involved. If powerful practitioners give them incense, they may be discovered immediately. "

"What happens when you find out?"

"Not much, but a little rude."

"So interesting?" She thought for a while and asked, "Then are you a powerful practitioner?"

"Depending on how you define powerful, my spiritual power is naturally close to the level of a fairy, but if you fight, you may not be able to beat an intermediate monster without Wang Xilou's power."

Jiang Nao looked surprised: "But aren't you very good at fighting?"

"Do you have to tell me?" Feng Wuli looked strange.

Jiang Nao already understood that expression, the expression on his face meant that they were too spicy.

"..."

Now that she has been brought in, she has to be responsible. Feng Wuli usually patiently explains the world of monsters to her.

There are many street vendors on the road over there. The things are very expensive. A bottle of water will sell you five yuan or ten yuan. The original value has been doubled because of the mountain road that was picked.

There are many things for sale.

Fruits, tea eggs, roasted starch sausages, and sun hats, assembly-line products under the name of handicrafts, and local specialties such as those from outsiders.

Feng walked unreasonably to the stall selling incense.

This boss is also a talented person. I don't know where he got an orange cassock and a bald head. He pretends to be a monk there. He looks more professional than other stalls.

No.1 in the industry.

Thanks to the monks from Nanshan Temple who didn't come out and chase him away.

Feng Wuli squatted down and picked some incense.

"Little girl, come to Nanshan Temple to pray for blessings with your boyfriend?"

The wind didn't care at all.

Jiang Nao had nothing to do, and also helped to pick some points, squatting down and adding a little confusion to Feng Wu Reason, who was picking incense on the street stall.

The boss asked them to buy the concentric knot, which is sold nearby, which is the wooden sign hanging on the marriage tree.

The tree in front of the temple fell one day, and none of the traffickers here are innocent.

Hearing the boss's words, the teenager in front of the stall was a little excited, while the fairy-like girl just smiled and shook her head.

Jiang Nao felt that he was smiling like a person. After thinking about it for a long time, his mind flashed, and finally thought of it.

Feng Wuli smiled like Wang Xilou.

Especially now that her girl's face is more like Wang Xilou, the two seem to overlap.

But he just looks like, his face is always so gentle and gentle, Wang Xilou's words are really gentle, but this guy has always had a sense of distance, just like now, gentleness and kindness are just words .

He has been learning Wangxilou, but he can only learn the exterior.

Jiang Nao came to this conclusion.

The wind unreasonably bargained with the boss.

The boss was surprised to find that this little girl knew the market very well.

When I asked, I found out that they opened incense candle shops!

In the end, the boss gave the concentric knot to the two of them, saying how good-looking the two dolls are, so he gave them away.

Jiang Nao happily took it and put it in his pocket as if nothing had happened.

This is the first time Feng Wuli went to the temple to offer incense, and the ordinary life experience of ordinary human beings is more like that.

It doesn't feel great, but it's novel, after all, I haven't tried it.

Make a wish for peace and joy.

This kind of ordinary person's wish is purely an experience, not a feeling.

It was promised with Jiang Nao's body, and she was the recipient of the blessing.

He found a novice and said that the old man was visiting and asked Master Xuanyi.

The novice looked at the two of them, nodded with a smile, and led them to the backyard.

The layout of the backyard is simple, and there are not many modern products in sight. The little monks you see on the road will salute.

The wind unreasonably returned the ceremony one by one.

Jiang Nao also followed his example to return the courtesy, but it looked a little funny.

Nearly I heard chopping wood.

A tall and handsome monk in the open space behind him held an axe and split the firewood in front of him. He was wearing a fairly new monk robe and new Luohan shoes. He looked fresh. Several rooms in the backyard looked old from outside. , but the interior decoration is more modern.

"Uncle Shi, this female benefactor said she knew you and came looking for something."

The monk wiped his sweat and turned his head to look: "Unreasonable? Ha! Why did you come to me?"

"Ah? Me, uh..." Jiang Nao subconsciously looked at the wind unreasonably.

Feng Wuli thanked the little novice and gave a salute. The little novice said goodbye and went back, and he asked Jiang Nao to take the knife out of his bag.

The tall monk looked at the two of them suspiciously.

"This knife is too evil, and it killed a lot of people. Master Xuanyi, please help me suppress this knife for a while, and I will come back in half a month to get it."

The monk looked confused, and his eyes looked back and forth on Feng Wuli and Jiang Nao.

"This lady benefactor..."

"My surname is Jiang." Feng Wuli was calm and calm.

The monk looked at the 'friend' beside him.

Jiang Nao quickly agreed: "That's it, Master Xuanyi, please help us suppress this knife."

The monk patted his bald head and said with a smile, "It's not urgent, you can tell me well, since it's a friend brought by no reason, I'll definitely help with this."

Feng's unreasonably tensed face crossed.

He sighed and told him about it.

They chatted for a long time, and Jiang Nao soon found an excuse to run out.

When the monk watched his old 'friend' leave, he couldn't hide his smile and said, "It's been a while since I saw you, how did you end up like this?"

"...Something went wrong, but I can get it back soon. You can watch this knife for me. I don't feel relieved when I put it next to her."

"Row!"

"You obviously have such a strong inspiration, but you can't practice. It's really strange."

"Not by inspiration, but by familiarity with you."

The smell of rice wafted from the kitchen. After climbing the mountain road for a day, his stomach growled. The monk laughed. It was also lunchtime.

A tall and mighty monk, a young and charming female benefactor.

The two of them spread their legs in unison, their arms rested on their knees, and they held a bowl in their hands.

"Didn't you say you have a cold? I see you are alive and well."

"Just a little cold."

He smiled coldly and said: "Cold is a very serious thing, I advise you to pay attention."

He can't see people saying that a cold is a trivial thing now.

"It's easy to sweat, too."

Feng Wuli took a sip of rice and looked at the mountains outside. There were many monsters in the mountains. In the past, he could see many strange things.

Now, look at the mountain or the mountain.

This is the second place besides the incense candle shop, which can make him completely humiliated.

"Perhaps you don't know, there are a lot of little monsters living here. I met them when I just came. They said that they would go to the mountains to pick herbs for treating wind and cold, and they should wait for 'me' to bring them here."

"Those little monsters? It's really hard for them."

Feng Wuli was stunned for a while, and stroked the hair in his ear: "You know their existence? I thought you never knew."

"I can't see or hear, but occasionally I feel lively around me, so I guessed it."

"They always thought you didn't know them, and told me not to tell you."

"Haha, yes? What did they say about me?"

"Say you're an idiot."

The monk scratched his head and said, "Forget it.

"Why don't you tell them you know them?" Feng asked in a calm tone.

The monk took a big mouth to plan the rice, and said in a slurred voice: "So what if you know? Do they know, I can't see them, and it's impossible to get along, but it's you, unreasonable..."

"Hongluan Star is moving."

The two of them squatted on the stone steps with their bowls in their arms, looking at the mountains.

"Your death star has moved."

(End of this chapter)