Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 65
After the words fell, three figures walked in from the door, a scholar in Confucian robes, a pretty girl, and a big man who looked like a guard.

The three of them sprinkled raindrops on their bodies, frowned and twisted their soaked clothes. Although they took umbrellas, they couldn't help the violent beating of the wind and rain.

"Young master, it's better to go into the temple to take shelter from the wind and rain. If you catch the wind, you might get caught in the cold." The white steam on the body of the guard on the side was obviously evaporating the wet clothes with his blood, and then he came closer to the young man. In the ear, whispered.

The young man in Confucian robes stretched his head and glanced inside the temple, and saw a monk sitting cross-legged by the fire.

"There are people in the temple, so it's better to get permission from the young master."

A look of helplessness appeared on the face of the big man at the side: "The little man asks, the young master waits a moment."

The big man walked into the temple and took a look at Xu Zisu. The young monk had never heard such loud noises. He obviously wanted to prevent them from entering. As a monk, he was so rude. It was really annoying.

Glancing at the door, he saw his young master watching, so he could only shout a few words in a good voice.

"Little Master,"

"Little Master,"

Shouted twice, seeing that the little monk didn't pay any attention, a look of sullenness could not help but appear on his face,
This little monk is so rude.

As he said that, he was about to step forward to wake him up, but he was about to be pushed out by a Buddha's light before he got close to three feet.

I saw that the young monk was emitting an eye-catching golden light.

This is a Buddhist monk!

The big man was shocked and understood instantly,

It turns out that the little master is actually practicing.

As he spoke, he quietly retreated, his footsteps touching the ground without making the slightest sound.

"Master, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer a lot from you tonight."

"Oh, why?"

He glanced at the little master beside the fire.

"The young master seems to be a Buddhist monk. He is practicing right now and cannot allow outsiders to disturb him. We'd better just spend the night at the door."

"Well, it's a pleasure to see the rain falling on the earth today."

As he said that, he watched the wind and rain under the eaves, but the cold wind in the middle of the night was not something that a scholar could withstand.
After a while, I tightened my clothes and sneezed twice hard.

After another half moment, his eyes became hazy, and his body couldn't help but soften.

"Master!"

The big man on the side exclaimed and glanced anxiously at Xu Zisu in the temple.
"Little master, I've offended you. My young master is probably caught in the wind and cold, and urgently needs a place to shelter from the wind and rain." After saying that, he bowed and gave a salute, picked up the young man and entered the ruined temple.

Put it next to the fire, unload the book basket, and hurriedly took out a water bag.

"Master, you'd better drink some water."

The young man opened his mouth in a daze, swallowed two large gulps of water, and passed out again.

The woman who was watching the rain at the gate first glanced at Xu Zisu fearfully when she entered the temple, and then walked towards the young man. The guards on the side seemed unaware of this.

The woman stepped forward, got close to the young man and took a deep breath. A cold air came out of her mouth, and her pale and blue face gradually turned rosy.

Then, the woman sat down beside the fire out of boredom and started teasing the blazing flames.

A golden elixir was swallowed into my belly, and from now on my fate was up to me.

I saw a golden elixir that was as big as a soybean, emitting colorful light, and appeared in the Dantian mysteriously.

Profound Core Realm!
Xu Zisu breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened his eyes that had been closed for a long time.

It is close to two thousand points of merit, and it is even possible to break through the Profound Core Realm.

It seems that the deeper the cultivation level, the more merits are required.

However, he should be content with being able to reach the Xuandan realm.

Seeing Xu Zisu open his eyes, the woman lowered her head instantly, but the big man beside him stood up and saluted him.

"Little master, I hope you will bear with me if I enter the temple recklessly."

"There is no need to be polite to the donor. This temple is deserted and has no owner. It is used by merchants and tourists to rest. The young monk only came a moment early."

Hearing this, the big man secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that I have judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. "Thank you."

The big man bowed his hands and bowed, and sat down again to look after his young master.

But Xu Zisu couldn't help looking at the female ghost beside the fire, and saw a green energy protecting her, but he was not afraid of any yang energy, otherwise the big man's blood would be enough to kill him Life.

"The young monk has seen the female benefactor."

Xu Zisu saluted with a smile.

The big man glanced at the ruined temple with doubtful eyes, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Female benefactor?
There are only three people in this temple, where did this woman come from?
"The little girl has met the master."

The woman stood up and bowed back, she seemed like a lady.

"Does the female donor have a relationship with these two people?"

"not at all."

"Then why are you accompanying me? Could it be that you have fallen in love with this young master?"

"Master is joking, how dare a little girl covet marriage in the form of a ghost."

"Oh, but why?"

"Master, couldn't you see that it was not the little girl who followed these two men, but these two men who took the little girl with them?"

Ok?
Xu Zisu glanced at the book basket that the scholar had placed aside, and saw a scroll inserted in the book basket. It looked like it should be a scroll. Could it be this scroll?

However, he didn't see anything strange in this scroll, it seemed to be no different from ordinary scrolls.

If it is for ghosts to hide, there should be Yin Qi entanglement.

With doubts, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and then he almost lost his composure.

"Amitabha,"

After reciting the Buddha's name, my throbbing heart calmed down.

"Does the donor know why he died?"

The woman frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"Then the donor still remembers who he is?"

The woman still shook her head.

"The little girl only remembers one name."

"What's your name?"

"Wang Tingxu."

Xu Zisu frowned and shook his head. The land of Dajin was so vast that it was extremely difficult to find someone, but such a cruel person deserved death.

Xu Zisu secretly wrote down the name.

The big man on the side looked hesitant and glanced aside from time to time.

"Little master, are you talking to a ghost?" Finally he couldn't help asking out of curiosity.

"Donor, don't be afraid. This ghost is a good ghost. He just saved your young master's life."

When the big man heard this, he had no doubts.

He stood up and bowed: "I would like to thank my young master for saving the girl."

After speaking, he looked at Xu Zisu.

Seeing this, Xu Zisu smiled and nodded: "The female donor said that you have been waiting to protect him all the way, and it is appropriate to repay him like this."

"Little master, what do you mean by this?"

"The picture scroll in the book basket you are carrying is the shelter of the female donor."

Hearing this, the big man looked at the scroll with a strange expression, feeling even more chilled.

He actually carried a female ghost on his back all the way, but the scroll belonged to the young master, and he couldn't explain it. He might as well wait for the young master to wake up before making plans.

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