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Qing Chuan left from Yuan He's wing, and was about to find Jin Ling and the others to return to the palace, when suddenly there was a burst of thunder in the sky.

Qing Kuo was startled suddenly, his eyelids twitched.

Inexplicably, I thought of the thunder that struck the sky and covered the earth in Lingzhou.

It's already winter weather, how can there be thunder?
Could it be that something happened again?

She picked up the hem of her skirt, raised her legs and ran down the mountain.

She was very familiar with the road to Qiyue Temple, so she didn't go through the main entrance, and went directly down the mountain around the back mountain. As soon as she reached the foot of the mountain, egg-sized hailstones fell from the sky.

It fell down with a crackling sound, and Qingzhu hurriedly hid under a thatched shed.

But this flimsy thatched shed couldn't withstand the bead-like hailstones at all, and it was crumbling after holding on for less than half an hour.

Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, Qingzhu was about to grit her teeth and run out when she saw a carriage galloping from the path in front of her.

The horse was hit by the hail and jumped, a little out of control. The driver probably saw Qingzhe and stopped in front of her.

"Female benefactor, come up and hide, let's go to the front and find a place where we can hide, the horse will not be able to bear it anymore." The voice was clear and crisp, like a teenager.

Qing Kuo covered her face and climbed up, only then did she see that it was a little monk Mi, who looked about the same size as Song Yun.

It turned out to be a monk.

"Thank you little master, just put me down where I can hide in front."

Qingkuo is a little demon, and she still has a little awe of gods and Buddhas.

Her father did a lot to brainwash her, saying that those monks, who are full of benevolence and morality, actually love to accept a little demon like her who has no skills.

And those Taoist priests who specialize in catching ghosts and collecting demons are not good people.

Qingqian worshiped under Yuanhe's sect, but he was not considered a Taoist priest.

What I learned was not the Taoism of catching ghosts and collecting demons.

Master asked her if she wanted to learn divination, and she was eager to try it.

The result is that she has no talent in this field.

Give up in less than three days.

Even thinking about it, I can't be a Taoist priest.

Of course, it's true that she doesn't like monks. After all, Qi Wan is the so-called monk from Mount Sumeru who was invited to change her mind.

While driving the horse to continue running forward, the little monk Mi kindly helped Qing Chuan open the curtain.

Green tree drilled in, and a puff of sandalwood hit her face.

Sitting in the carriage was a benevolent monk who looked like a god.

Except for Lian Xueyin and her master Yuan He, she had never seen such a refined and beautiful person.

Still a monk.

Especially the redness between the eyebrows, it looks like there is a kind of divine mercy.

Qing Kuo used to be puzzled by Zen, but when this monk sits here, he gives people the feeling of being an eminent monk.

It's just that the monk had his eyes closed, and when she came in, he didn't even see his eyelids move.

He kept holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

"I'm bothering Master." Qing Kuo sat down at the side, and looked at the interior of the carriage, the layout was quite simple, the monk was dressed in a washed-white monk's robe, sitting cross-legged on the futon.

"Amitabha," the monk said in a deep and ethereal voice.

Aoki looked at him curiously.

But he never opened his eyes.

Could it be that he is blind?
Qing Kuo thought about it, but she didn't want to ask, anyway, she just stopped by, and she didn't want to know them.

Qing Kuo was playing with the wet corner of her clothes, when suddenly she heard the closed-eyed monk say,

"The benefactor has ever heard that the thunder in the sky will shake the earth. When the war breaks out, the plague will happen."

"The dynasty will perish."