Demon husband, super good!

This silver leaf is rare in the world. There is only Huachen state-owned in the world. It is specially used to "conserve" magic blood, which can achieve better effect.

Now, it has officially started to take the blood from the devil. Yesterday, it was taken once, and the silver leaf was given to the devil to eat.

He put down the plate and picked up the empty plate he had given yesterday. The monk looked at the devil briefly, put his hands together, read "Amitabha" and turned to leave.

Bai Yizhu, who was hanging outside the cave, held his breath nervously when he heard the sound.

"I'm cold. Send me more coats and quilts." Chi Yan did not look up, listening to the footsteps of leaving, and spoke slowly.

The cold wind whistling wantonly on the cliff wall and at the entrance of the cave always carries people's voice with it.

If not close, as long as the sound is not very loud, it will not spread.

This is also the reason why Chi Yan and Bai Yizhu talked, and the monks in the middle of the cave didn't hear them, so they didn't find more people. At this moment, the monks didn't notice the slight breathing outside the cave, which was covered by the wind.

After a step, the monk turned around and said, "Amitabha, please wait a moment."

Chi Yan did not have any expression, "as soon as possible."

Eminent monk: "Amitabha."

As soon as the eminent monk left, Chi Yan looked at the white bamboo hanging outside. "You can come up and have a rest first."

"In case he comes back suddenly." Bai Yizhu is a little worried.

Chi Yan: "not so fast."

"Good." Bai Yizhu tries his best to climb up. When he stands in the cave with his feet firmly, he feels like he has survived. It's too dangerous.

There is a saying that Bai Yizhu thought about it again and again. He didn't know if he could ask. He finally asked, "is it a monk who imprisons you?" There were several "Amitabha" in succession. The voice was brought out by the cold wind, and she heard it vaguely. Together with the sound of chanting sutras that she vaguely heard last night, these were superimposed together.

Chi Yan does not deny it.

Bai Yizhu: "are not all monks compassionate? Why are you imprisoned? "

Chi Yan: "when I regain my freedom, I will tell you."

Bai Yizhu: OK, it's a deal

Words fall, stomach inappropriate call up, Bai Yizhu blush, some embarrassed.

She had never been easy to blush, but in front of the white haired man, she could not count how many times she blushed.

Looking at the ground, Bai Yizhu saw the plates on the ground and the small long leaves that he had never seen before. He was stunned for a moment. "This... Is this your lunch? The man who imprisons you will give you this? "

Chi Yan said nothing.

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When she had enough rest, she felt that it was almost enough. Bai Yizhu risked hanging out of the cave and waiting patiently. This was almost the most adventurous thing she had ever done in her life, even riskier than stealing the letter and the jade pendant.

Chi Yan picks up the silver leaves from his plate and throws them out of the cave.

When the eminent monk came back, he brought two cloaks and two quilts and put them on the ground beside Chi Yan. He noticed that the silver leaf was gone. He naturally thought Chi Yan had eaten it. He said, "benefactor, if you have any other needs, you can say it."

Chi Yan said nothing.

The monk turned and left, went back to the middle of the cave, sat down in his own place, and chanted scriptures with several other people.

Bai Yizhu climbed up again and looked at the cloak and quilt on the ground.

Chi Yan: "you can tear these cloth and make a rope to climb down."