Chapter 10 Meet Again

"Didn't ask the name of the little friend?" Baifaxian and Zi Yihou looked at each other, and they were more polite.

"I'm Qi Lin." The other party was polite, and Qi Lin was also polite.

"Qi Xiaoyou is An Shi's friend?"

"Five years ago, I passed by Hanshui Temple, stayed for a month, and became friends with Master Wangyou and Wuxin."

"One month?" Baifaxian and Ziyihou were puzzled.

Qi Lin smiled and said: "Wuxin is a lonely person, and I am also a lonely person. It is normal for two lonely people to meet and hug each other for warmth. In fact, I just chatted with Wuxin for an hour, and he became my partner. friend."

"Since he is my friend, I will help him do what he wants to do."

"What does An Shi want to do?"

Baifaxian and Ziyihou also figured it out, Wuxin was brought up by Wangyou in Hanshui Temple, even if he still remembers things before he was five years old, it probably only has something to do with his father Ye Dingzhi.

As for how much weight Tianwaitian still has in his heart, that's hard to say.

Of course Qi Lin knew what Wuxin was going to do, but he didn't explain clearly, he just said: "What does he want to do, let's open the coffin and ask him directly."

When Qi Lin was running away from Baifaxian and Ziyihou, Tang Lian and Xiao Se also pulled Lei Wujie over.

"Lei Wujie, what is your brother Qi's background?"

"What's the origin?"

Lei Wujie was confused, looked at Xiao Se, Senior Senior Brother, Senior Sister Qianluo and Tiannvrui, and scratched his head.

Xiao Se, who was leaning on the back, said lazily: "You talk to this rascal, how does he understand, ask specific questions!"

Tang Lian had no choice but to ask directly: "When did you meet this Qi Lin, who was his teacher, and why did he come here?"

Lei Wujie nodded, and replied blankly: "I first met Big Brother Qi ten years ago, he saved my father. He has no teacher, and he has practiced all martial arts by himself.

As for why Brother Qi came here, I don't know, I haven't seen him in five years. "

"You Lei Wujie, is it the same as not saying it!" Sikong Qianluo kicked Lei Wujie, and then comforted him: "But don't worry, big brother, I don't think this Qi Lin looks like a bad guy. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to dance so beautifully."

As soon as Sikong Qianluo finished speaking, Qi Lin came to the side of the carriage, and Baifaxian and Ziyihou also flew over. The three of them each stretched out a hand and pulled out the golden coffin.

Then the three of them worked together to lift the lid of the golden coffin.

But meeting the true energy of Baifaxian and Zi Yihou, the Sanskrit characters carved on the golden coffin lit up word by word, and every time a Sanskrit word lit up, there was the sound of a monk reciting scriptures.

In the end, it seemed that thousands of monks were chanting scriptures at the same time, and a grand Buddhist meeting was being held, and the two guardians of Tianwaitian were pushed out.

"Maha Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra!"

Qi Lin bathed in the Buddha's light and was not affected by it in the slightest. Instead, he heard what the scriptures were about.

"Seeing the five aggregates, contemplating one's own mind, not being moved by everything, one can be compassionate to others, take great awareness of sentient beings as one's own responsibility, and save oneself and others to be liberated without hindrance. This coffin is really suitable for closing Wuxin. "

Qi Lin shook his head with a smile, pushed the lid of the coffin away with his palm, and the Buddha's light covering most of the beauty village disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Wuxin, don't pretend to be dead, come out and express your opinion!" Qi Lin knocked on the edge of the coffin, just to wake up his sleeping roommate.

The little monk lying in the coffin looked handsome and charming, with red lines drawn between his brows. He suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a golden light in them.

Staring at Qi Lin for a moment, Wuxin's first words were: "Didn't you bastard practice swords in Muliang City? Why did you come here again to torment me?"

Qi Lin smiled slightly, and blocked the Ice Soul Sword in front of him, "Don't use your demons to deal with me, it's useless!"

With the Ice Soul Sword in his hand, he had a heart of ice, and Wuxin's eyes only saw his own reflection.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, your martial arts are good!"

"Nonsense, it's strange that my martial arts is not long."

Qi Lin was holding the edge of the coffin, lying in the coffin unintentionally, and the two chatted like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

Five years ago, after he healed Li Xinyue, on his way north to hide in Muliang City, he passed by Hanshui Temple and met Master Wangyou and Wuxin.

An outsider, an eminent monk, and a young monk with a miserable life experience have established a strong friendship in just a few days.

Seeing Qi Lin's funny look, Wuxin relaxed a lot, and he asked with a smile: "Really, why did you, the guy who is most afraid of trouble, run out of Muliang City?"

"No way?" Qi Lin spread his hands and said in distress: "You just want to be a young monk in Hanshui Temple, but you have to leave Hanshui Temple because of your own background."

"I don't want to wade into the muddy waters of the rivers and lakes, but who asked Uncle Lei to write a letter to beg me?"

Wuxin snorted coldly, "Twelve years ago, you saved Lei Mengsha, and you saved Li Xinyue five years ago. Just when Lei Mengsha protected you on the battlefield, their family still owes you a life! Are you so responsive?"

"That's not how the account is calculated!" Qi Lin waved his hand and said: "Uncle Lei is a good man, he is just like a real uncle to me. Besides, this time I just went to see a doctor, it won't be a big deal."

"Nonsense!" Wuxin didn't believe this kind of words to coax children, but Qi Lin had made up his mind, so he couldn't persuade him.

The conversation between the two of them was not concealed, and it fell into everyone's ears.

Lei Mengsha, Li Xinyue!

Marquis in white, guarded by the green dragon!
None of the Jianghu people present were unfamiliar with these two names. Before they entered the Jianghu, they often heard the stories of these two people from various storytellers.

It sounds like Qi Lin has a good relationship with them. How can such a person be unknown in the world?

"Not long ago, Gu Jianxian came out of Muliang City to kill people just because of you?" Baifaxian and Zi Yihou finally remembered the news that Tianwaitian spies sent a month ago.

Qi Lin turned his head to look at them, but did not answer. The relationship between him and Uncle Luo was a private matter, and had nothing to do with Tianwaitian.

"Get up quickly, if you lie down for a while longer, I will become Quan Beili's public enemy!" Qi Lin was joking, but it was about the same.

"Uncle Mo, Uncle Yuji, long time no see."

He didn't want to follow the good advice, mainly because he was afraid that Qi Lin would hit him, so he hurried out of the golden coffin, and performed a Buddha ceremony to Baifaxian and Ziyihou with clasped hands.

"An Shi, my uncles are sorry for making you suffer in Beili!" Baifaxian and Ziyihou were extremely excited when they saw Wuxin's face similar to Ye Dingzhi.

"Amitabha!"

Wuxin chanted the Buddha's name, bowed his head and said, "Now I am not Ye Anshi, I am just a young monk in Hanshui Temple, and I don't want to go to Tianwaitian."

"Nonsense!" The two guardians said excitedly, "You are the young master of Tianwaitian, you should go back to Tianwaitian!"

"Don't get excited, listen to Wuxin's explanation."

Qi Lin flicked the Ice Soul Sword, and the cold wind overflowed, cooling Zi Yihou and Baifaxian.

Wuxin smiled and said, "Uncles, I have been greatly favored by the old monk. Now that he has passed away, as a disciple, I should see him off. Back then, my father was betrayed. This matter is still pending. I want to find an answer."

"The grace must be repaid, the enmity must be understood, otherwise all these things must be resolved, so that I can go to the outer world that day."

Baifaxian and Ziyihou saw that Wuxin had made up their minds and had nothing to say. What they wanted was a young suzerain who could control the sky, not a puppet.

But they did not forget to say: "But there must be a deadline, otherwise even if we can wait, the people from Beili will not be able to wait."

"Within two months, I will protect Wuxin."

"Two protectors, go at ease!"

Baifaxian and Ziyihou ignored Qi Lin's intentional use of a word to send someone to the dead, and left the beauty village.

 Thank you all for your support, thank you!

  
 
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