fox lure

Chapter 195 Don't Tell Me, Don't Change

Chase?Hearing these words, Dai Yuemian was so angry that he almost couldn't hold back his expressionless face, the flesh on his cheeks twitched a few times.

Where did the paper figurine take the soul of the sun to chase after it?He couldn't catch up at all, there were hundreds of paper figurines, and he probably didn't know how far he had run at this time.

Of course, he couldn't catch up, and neither could I.

He has always been thinking about my Yang Soul, and now he is drawn out by Mr. Tian Luo, which shows his anger.

Dai Yuemian didn't say a word, her face was extremely ugly, and she stared at me condescendingly.

That look almost tore me apart.

His expression, why does it seem that Yang Soul belongs to Zhang Leshu, and I am a thief?

Although I'm not capable, but don't delay, I want to beat his head and fart now!
But one thing, he listened to what the old abbot said.

The old abbot said that Jin Manshan could invite the five great immortals, I vaguely saw that Dai Yuemian frowned.

"Tian Luo gave me the phone number of the Forest Bureau," the old abbot said calmly, "What are you worried about? It has nothing to do with me. I was just entrusted by Tian Luo to send this little Taoist priest back to Baishan safely. It's convenient for you."

I looked at the old abbot, did the old snail arrange so much?

I don't know what mood I'm in, and I can't figure out whether Mr. Tianluo is a good guy or a bad guy.

But one thing is certain, he helped me with his life.

Even my retreat was well arranged for me.

In the dark night, the old abbot said to Dai Yuemian in a cold voice: "The yang soul left with the paper figurine. If you want to find it, you should also look for it on the Baishan Mountain. You might as well find the paper figurine with the yang soul before Baishan."

After all, Dai Yuemian weighed the pros and cons, and glanced at me with cold eyes and hatred.

Before he treated me with contempt, but now he treats me with hatred.

That hatred is clear and obvious!
"Jiang Long, be careful." Dai Yuemian dropped these words, and his figure disappeared in the darkness.

"Hurry up!" Old Abbot Yuantong's face was a little pale, and together with Jin Manshan, he hurriedly walked along the beach with me towards the highway.

"Where is my grandfather?" We were walking, and Tian Dawei began to worry about his grandfather, "Don't go, where is my grandfather? Wait for my grandfather."

"Your grandfather said, let you go with us first, and he will arrive later," Jin Manshan was still smart, although I didn't say anything, he seemed to understand something.

Tian Dawei is still worried.

Jin Manshan muttered, "Emma, ​​there are so many beautiful girls over there in Baishan. They are enthusiastic and unrestrained, and even slapping you makes you feel refreshed!"

"Go!" Tian Dawei quickened his pace.

The expressway is not far from the beach. We arrived near the expressway in ten minutes. A three-row black commercial vehicle with double flashing lights was parked on the side of the road.

This was prepared by Mr. Tianluo in advance, even the fare was paid, and the driver didn't know what we were doing, so he pulled us from the expressway towards Changning Baishan.

The car drove farther and farther, and the old abbot and I sat in the third row, and I took the mobile phone to send messages to Lao Huang.

Tian Dawei and Jin Manshan sat in the second row, and they talked about the girls on the other side of Baishan, they were all ethnic minorities, beautiful, beautiful, smart, virtuous...

Why did I send a message to Lao Huang, because I was afraid Tian Wei would hear something.

I made a lot of typos and told Lao Huang about everything, but the paper man ran away with his soul, what should we do about it?

When I mentioned Mr. Snail, my nose became sore and tears fell on the screen of my phone.

From what I know of him, he is extremely arrogant, selfish and arrogant. I never thought that he would die for helping me.

He didn't even care about his second grandson's life or death because he was fed up with it?
But one thing, I think he can run with me, but I don't know why he still stimulated Dai Yuemian to kill him in the end.

I sent a message with Lao Huang, but Lao Huang didn't see me face to face, but replied to me: "Don't cry, come back first."

"What about Yang Soul?" I asked again.

"Come back first." As usual, Lao Huang didn't talk much, and stopped posting after finishing this sentence.

"Amitabha," the old abbot sat next to me, guessing that he saw me and Lao Huang send a message, and also saw me cry.

"I don't understand, why did he die inside?" The old abbot turned his head and asked me.

I looked up at him, why did he peek at me sending messages?

"Well. You know?"

The old abbot pursed his lips, and then said:
"Little Taoist priest, that day I advised you that peace is the most important thing. It is better to have less than one more thing. I advised you not to raise ghosts. I advised you to go back to Baishan and let your affairs go. You don't care about the matter of the Feng family being hated by the lower class." No, I advise you not to rush forward, how is it now?"

The old abbot sat next to me and said, "I told you, if you investigate the annoying matter, you will die. You don't listen to my advice."

At that time, he said a lot, but I didn't understand.

But what he said was vague, and he didn't make it clear that Feng Wei's dislike was related to the grievances between Dai Yuemian and me.

"Why didn't you explain it all?" I looked at the old abbot.

"Secrets must not be revealed. I cannot change the development of this world. You are a part of this world. If your development changes, many things in the world will change. I can only persuade you, even if I know, my persuasion is useless." The old monk spoke inscrutablely.

"Then what's the use of you still talking about this today?" I was a little angry.

Many fortune tellers are like this. Even if he can calculate something, he won't say it, and what he says will damage the life of the yang and the virtue of the yin.

So, don't go to fortune-telling lightly, it's useless, even if you do it, I won't tell you.

"I saw you cry because of Tian Luo, but you still have a good heart." The old abbot said: "Besides, you didn't go after Yanghun, which means you have figured out some things, so I will talk to you, to be honest."

I didn't talk to the old abbot anymore. In fact, I didn't figure it out at all. I didn't go after Yanghun because I couldn't start.

The old snail made so many arrangements, but he didn't tell me where the Yang soul followed the paper figurine.

Why don't they speak clearly?

Tian Dawei turned around and asked, "What are you talking about? What's wrong with you? Who died in it?"

I didn't speak, Jin Manshan rubbed his shoulders, "Come back, let's chat, adults talk, children don't interrupt."

"My grandfather really said, let us go first, and he will arrive later?" Tian Dawei stared into my eyes, and found that I was crying, his small eyes frowned: "Little rascal, tell me, my grandfather really said that?"

"Ah," I opened my mouth, "Yeah."

This guy actually believed me completely and didn't question me at all. Le Diandian said to me, "Is my grandfather cool today? Get the shit out of them? My grandfather said a long time ago that our Tian family's extermination of corpses is the best in the world." First."

"Well," I smiled, "Well, I'm so old, cooler and stronger than anyone else, it's an eye-opener for me."

"Yes, you can see my master's skills in your lifetime, and you didn't live in vain." Tian Dawei's bragging is not inferior to his master at all.

Lao Huang asked me to go back first, so I can only go back to Baishan first.

The car was driving fast on the highway, and stopped at a high-speed gas station in the middle of the night.

Tian Dawei and Jin Manshan both fell asleep in front, snoring loudly.

The old abbot and I didn't sleep, I couldn't sleep, and the old abbot seemed to have insomnia too.

The driver got out of the car to go to the bathroom.

(End of this chapter)