Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 220 The Little Monk

Before knowing what happened later, Zhou Mulin woke up this time.

It was just dawn, Qingwu withdrew his hand and raised his eyebrows, but it was not all fruitless.

She was very interested in such a love-hate relationship. How did that Miss Lin die?
Check back tonight.

Qingwu left the city lord's mansion, and returned to the mansion where she was currently living. Before entering the door, she saw Chu Bufu sitting upright.

His originally calm face finally had a smile when he saw Qingwu, he stood up and greeted him, "Auntie, why did you come back only now."

"I originally wanted to get rid of the demon, but I didn't expect to meet an interesting person." Qing Wu said casually.

"Who?" Chu Bufu asked immediately, with the attitude of breaking the casserole and asking the bottom line.

Qingwu looked up at him, without any impatience, and she answered when he asked, "Zhou Mulin, the lord of Mubei City."

He had seen this city lord before, and there was nothing special about it, how could his aunt have any contact with him.

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

Chu Bufu shook his head, "It's nothing, I'm just worried because my aunt hasn't returned all night."

"Dudu, you just need to finish what I told you, and you don't have to worry about the rest. Few people in the six realms can easily hurt me."

"Besides, I may not come back for a long time in the future, and there is no way to notify you, what should you do?" Qingwu didn't want Chu Bufu to take himself too seriously, no one would stay with him all the time.

You shouldn't put all your feelings on an impossible person, and it will only be you who will be sad.

"I have done well what my aunt told me. I also know that my aunt is very powerful, but if I don't see you, I will still be very worried." He lowered his head in frustration.

Aunt always doesn't want him to cling to her now, as if she wants to push him away, which makes Chu Bufu a little scared, not only afraid that Qingwu will abandon him, but also afraid that she will do something bad.

"I'll go out again tonight. There's a story I haven't finished reading yet. Hong Shao must be very interested, right!" Qing Wu lowered his head and smiled at the string of beads.

Chu Bufu looked along Qingwu's line of sight, and the string of Buddhist beads hanging on the white wrist was not as dim as it was at first, but seemed to be shining, and looked very spiritual.

Qingwu went out at night as before, originally planning to go to that wonton shop to eat another bowl of wontons, but unexpectedly there was no one there today.

There was a drizzle in the dark sky, and there were fewer pedestrians on the road than yesterday, and Qingwu was still in that attire.

Qingwu stood in front of the wonton shop for a while, and didn't leave in a hurry, and didn't take shelter from the rain, the raindrops would automatically go around before she got close, so she didn't have any moisture on her body.

She just remembered the days when she stayed in the small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and it seemed that this kind of light rain was what she saw the most.

The apricot blossoms on the side of the road were wet by the rain, and petals fell all over the ground.

Qingwu turned around and stepped forward, the monster appeared.

She walked at an unhurried pace, and it didn't take long before she saw two drunk men flirting with a pitiful looking woman.

Qingwu stood still under the eaves and began to watch the play.

The woman looked very panicked, her face full of shame and indignation, the two big men were completely dazzled by the beauty in front of them, picked up the woman and walked towards the dark alley.

He didn't see the bloodthirsty smile on the corner of the woman's mouth when she lowered her head at all.

Qingwu didn't take action immediately, as the saying goes, there is a knife on the head of the color, but there are too few people who understand it, and there must be some price for doing something wrong.

Qingwu has been observing the movement over there, and these two people are considered her bereavement.

Those two people were completely silent in fantasy, not knowing what kind of changes were taking place in their bodies, but after a while, the originally young and strong bodies began to become shriveled.

Qing Wu counted silently in her heart, only to think how long it would take before these two people died completely.

Unexpectedly, the little monk appeared on the way. The monk looked like he was in his early twenties, with red lips and white teeth.

I really don't know whether to say that this little monk has courage, or should I say that he is stupid and just rushed to die like this?I don't even look at how many pounds I am.

Qingwu didn't intend to do anything extra, just a little monk who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, even if she happened to save him today, he would still die because of his own stupidity in the future.

The demon obviously didn't expect such a little monk to appear.

"Amitabha, can the benefactor let them go?" The little monk chanted the Buddha's name, bowed and saluted softly.

The monster looked the monk up and down, and then teased, "You little monk is so handsome, it makes me want to take you back to the cave and enjoy it."

The little monk still had a calm face, without the slightest fear or irritation after being molested, "The benefactor has a very evil spirit, which is really not good for future practice."

The banshee smiled coquettishly, her eyes were ambiguous, and she just wanted to say something flirty, but suddenly exclaimed, "A body of pure yang?!"

The banshee's smile was even bigger, and she couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes, "With you, who wants them~ You go with my sister obediently, how about my sister consider letting them go?"

The little monk lowered his eyes, "Sorry for the benefactor, please forgive me for not being able to agree."

The banshee snorted coldly, "This is beyond your control, come with me!"

The banshee got up and rushed towards the little monk, but the little monk didn't see any panic, and took a wrong step to avoid it.

There are two brushes, so it's no wonder he dared to rush up directly, but it's only a little bit of effort.

The little monk was caught after only a dozen moves, and Qingwu couldn't help but chuckled.

The banshee had sharp ears and sharp eyes, and shouted sharply, "Who!?"

Qingwu walked out of the darkness with a leisurely pace, her voice seemed to be greeting, but the words she said were completely different, "The person who came to kill you."

The banshee looked at Qingwu vigilantly, her eyes were full of solemnity, she would not underestimate anyone, the woman in front of her, she couldn't see the cultivation level, but there was a strong sense of fear in her bones, it was the fear of death. fear.

"I don't know you, there should be no enmity between us, why did you kill me?" the banshee said while backing away, looking around, looking for a way to escape.

The red cloak covered most of Qingwu's face, only showing a pale and delicate chin, "There is no hatred, but who made you feel so evil."

Does that mean she killed too many people?The banshee's expression changed to a weeping look, "The little demon was also forced to do nothing. They threatened my child, and I had no choice but to do so."

The pace of Qingwu's feet didn't change, and her voice was extremely gentle, as if it could make people drown in it, "Oh? That's it, why don't you go to the underworld and report to the king of Hades."

(End of this chapter)