Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Wen Yan, Xuanyuan Mozhao looked at her: "Monk?"

Feng Jiuyi smiled and said: "Yes, a big monk called a ring, the strength is quite strong."

"Where is the Buddha's Gate, are you going to go alone?" Xuanyuan Moser asked, looking at her, said: "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No, I will go on my own," she said with a smile.

"Master, the sauce is coming, I still let the inn kitchen do a few dishes, you guys eat first, the other will be sent over." Lenghua took the sauce up, placed on the table, looked at them Holding two children, he said: "The master, it is better for me to send two little masters into the room!"

"Alright." Feng Jiu should, let him send the two children back to the room.

At the dinner table, Feng Jiu said something with Xuanyuan Moser today, and they talked about the things of the Buddha. Until the night was dark, they went back to the room to rest.

Two days later, when they rode in a carriage and slowly headed for Wanfozong, after two days of dieting, whether it was Fengjiu or Qinxin, the color was more rosy than the previous two days.

After another half a month, the carriage slowly walked between the mountain roads. The cold car in front of the car saw the two figures in front of it, and they said to Feng Jiudao: "The master, there are two monks on both sides, it seems that we were that day. The two people I met."

"Oh?"

Feng Jiuyi raised his eyebrows, picked up the curtain and looked forward. He saw the shade of the roadside tree. A little monk was sitting there drinking water and eating dry food. The one who closed his eyes and closed his eyes was a big one. The monk, she looked down, it is indeed the monk and his disciple who met the first half of the month.

"The carriage is on the side." Feng Jiu said, let go of the curtain.

The monk took a small monk to rest on the side of the road. He heard the sound of the carriage. The little monk looked up and looked at it. When he saw the group of people who came slowly here, the little monk pulled the clothes of his master. Sleeve, whispered: "Master, there is a carriage over there."

The monk of the first ring did not even open his eyes. He said: "The road is going to heaven. He is coming to us, not necessarily to us."

"But..." The young monk hesitated and looked at the two familiar people and said: "The one who drove was one of the three donors of the day, and there was the female donor next to him."

Listening to this, the monk slowly opened his eyes and looked at the carriage to them. As they approached, they stopped and came to them. A pair of slender hands picked up the curtain. , revealing a beautiful face.

"One of the masters of the ring, they met again." Feng Ji smiled and said hello on the carriage.

"Amitabha, female donor."

The monk's hands were together, and nodded slightly, but his eyes fell on the top of the carriage. I saw that the purple wind was entangled above the carriage, and the clouds were gathered. I couldn’t help but look at the carriage, but I didn’t see anything.

"I didn't expect that after half a month, I actually met the master. It seems that we really have a fate!" Feng Ji smiled softly, and did not mind if he looked at the carriage with his inquiring eyes.

The monk did not know what she was going to do. Therefore, after hearing her words, she did not say much, but only slightly narrowed her eyes.

Feng Ji smiled softly and said: "We have to hurry, don't go over, but I think, we will see you again." When the sound fell, she put down the curtain and told Lenghua to continue driving.