Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 62 Bringing tea and water, serving left and right

"what is this?"

   The two were stunned for a moment, and immediately felt that the cuffs were getting bigger and bigger, obscuring their vision, and then they appeared in a dark world as soon as their eyes darkened.

   "This is... Sumeru mustard seeds! Buddha country in the palm of your hand! This is impossible! This is the method of the Buddha!"

   Hui An was shocked beyond measure.

   He only felt that his whole body was bound by the power of layers of rules, and his true essence was stagnant, unable to function at all.

   At this time, he was like a mortal without cultivation.

   "It's over, we're all over..."

   He fell to the ground in despair.

   "Ouch, old man's ass!"

   King Anyang suddenly gave a miserable cry, stretched out his hand and touched it, and pulled out a steel thorn from his buttocks, the blood gushing out.

   "Isn't this the old man's Xuanming thorn?"

   He was trembling with pain, and immediately discovered that this steel thorn was the one that the Taoist priest had just taken away.

   When he fell into this space, he was stabbed in the face.

   is long enough, but too thin.

   At this time, the sleeves outside shook, and the whole space suddenly spun up and down. The two suddenly turned their heads and feet upside down, swirled in the air, and slammed into each other.

   "His..."

   King Anyang took a deep breath.

  I saw that the steel thorn in his hand was impartial, stabbing Hui An's ass, blood smeared all over his face.

  …

  In the mountain pass, the three of them looked at Zhang Ming fixedly.

   "Dao... Dao Master, what about those two people?"

   Yin Xue covered her mouth and asked in disbelief.

   I was beaten to death just now, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

   Is this really a means of reunification?

  Guo Xiang is smart, but she is still young and has a childlike temperament. She looked into her sleeves very curiously, her dark eyes widened, and she wanted to rummage.

   "Master Qing Hui, where did you hide them?"

   said, she couldn't help shaking her sleeves.

  Zhang Ming pushed her little hand away, and said with a smile, "This is the unspoken secret of my Lingshu Temple. If you want to see it, you can come to Zhuoguang Mountain to learn from a teacher."

   Yin Xue pouted, stingy.

   Guo Xiang took it seriously, and asked with blinking eyes, "Master Qinghui, my parents have praised me for my wisdom since I was a child. Do you think I can worship under our master?"

   Zhang Ming's smile faltered, he was really a clever little ghost, he wanted to be a Qingzi generation when he came up.

  No, no, no, I can’t say anything.

   "Miss Guo, Master, his old man has passed away."

  Zhang Ming bowed, hiding his intention of rejection.

   But Guo Xiang was not disappointed or entangled, but touched the pearl on his neck and said softly, "Daoist Qing Hui, you can call me Xiang'er in the future."

   When she said this, she didn't think about it, she just felt that the person in front of her attracted her close.

   is like the beginning of love, a girl's reverie.

  Yin Zheng: "..."

   Yin Xue's eyes widened, Miss's reaction...

   Zhang Ming didn't care, but thought about the Xiaohanshan Temple, what is the relationship between this Zen Master Hui'an and Huilun, and why did they appear here?

   It doesn't look like he's trying to snipe himself.

   But it happened at the right time, by coincidence.

   "Miss Xiang'er, these two are obviously not bandits. One is from Xiaohanshan Temple and is named Hui'an; the other is King Anyang, who seems to be from the Hehuan Demon Sect."

   He looked at the three and asked, "I don't know what grudges they have with you, why did they arrest you?"

   At this time, it was quiet, and Guo Xiang and Yin Xue had a chance to think about the conspiracy behind this looting.

   "Miss, the Acacia Demon Sect is not giving up, ten years have passed, and what kind of furnace does it still want to take you to?"

   Yin Xue asked worriedly.

   Zhang Ming looked curiously, just heard Guo Xiang say that he was targeted by the Hehuan Demon Sect when he was six years old. Could it be that there is a connection between these two things, but what about Xiaohanshan Temple?

  What role does this Buddhist temple play in it?

   Guo Xiang's eyes dimmed slightly and said, "Daoist Qinghui, this is not the first time we have met this Hehuan Demon Sect. When I was six years old, they came to rob me."

   "Listen to them, what kind of Celestial Fragrance I am, which can be used as a double repair furnace. Later, I couldn't do anything, and my father sent me to Kyoto to take shelter in the prison."

   "After so many years, I thought they had given up, but I didn't expect to find them again."

   It was not a pleasant experience, a six-year-old girl was forced to leave her home, away from her parents.

   She must have been lonely when she was growing up.

The girl raised her dark and bright eyes, frowned her nose and said with a smile: "However, Xiang'er thinks there are still many good people, and she has been very happy all these years. Yin Xue has been with me, and she met Daoist Qing Hui again, and Xiang'er is already very happy. Satisfy."

   She did not say that she was pretending to be strong, but an optimism towards life, which was commendable.

  Zhang Ming sighed a little, and said with a sigh: "It is the will of God for people with good hearts to enter the world and live."

   "Master Qinghui, Miss, we didn't tell anyone when we went out this time, but they were precisely blocked here. I'm afraid someone leaked the itinerary."

   Yin Xue said worriedly.

   "The accompanying guards and grooms, even if they are rescued, can't be trusted. Miss, we might as well abandon the carriage and go back to the city with the caravan of Daoist Qing Hui."

   This suggestion made Guo Xiang's eyes light up, and he clapped his hands and shouted, "Okay, okay, but Daoist Qing Hui, will Yin Xue and I disturb you?"

  Yin Zheng: "..."

  Zhang Ming shook his head and said, "Pin Dao is only a guest in the caravan. Can you do it? You have to go and ask Lao Zhangtou, the person in charge of the caravan."

  Yin Xue picked up the knife and said, "It's okay, I'll ask him later. Don't worry, miss, it's absolutely fine."

As she said that, she remembered that she had repeatedly begged Daoist Qing Hui for help today, rubbing the handle of the knife with both hands, she even twisted, and asked: "Daoist Qing Hui, you have repeatedly rescued me and the young lady from distress today, I really don't want to. I know how to repay...if you don't mind, I..."

   She was tangled in her heart and had some expectations,

   The kindness of saving lives cannot be reciprocated. If the Taoist priest does not dislike it, he would rather serve tea and water and serve.

   The temperature in his chest seemed to be there all the time.

   Guo Xiang hurriedly said: "Yin Xue, you are all here to save me, if you want to repay, it should be me..."

   Having said that, she didn't know how to repay her. Could it be that she promised herself in the book?

  Her fair face, her cheeks were already dizzy, bright and moving, but at this time it was like a burning cloud, and half of the sky was red, extending all the way to the roots of her ears.

  How can this be…

  Zhang Ming smiled and said: "The two donors are serious. The reason why Pindao saves you is because my Lingshuguan and Xiaohanshan Temple have grievances and grievances, and you don't need to repay."

   He didn't understand the girl's mind.

  Guo Xiang opened his small mouth, his cheeks moved, and he swallowed what he wanted to say into his stomach.

  Yin Xue held the handle of the knife and said solemnly: "Dao Chang's grace, Yin Xue and the young lady will definitely remember it in their hearts!"

  Yin Zheng: "..."

   "By the way, since that monk can finally use the secret technique of joint attack with King Anyang, I am afraid that he is a fellow practitioner of Buddhism and Demon, and he is also proficient in the exercises of the Acacia Demon Sect. This matter is no trivial matter."

  Zhang Ming said solemnly, "If you come back this trip, if you meet the monks of Xiaohanshan Temple, you must be extra careful. Pindao is worried that there will be collusion between them."

   Guo Xiang and Yin Xue looked at each other, and they could see deeper worries in each other's eyes.

   Xiaohanshan Temple is one of the three sects and seventeen sects of the Jin state. If they join forces with the four major demon sects, it will be a great disaster for Nanling City and Jin.

   And, the Fishing Boat Song will be coming soon…

   They shook their heads, not daring to think too much. Let the tall people take care of these worries.

   "Master Qing Hui, can you save Yin Zheng?"

   Guo Xiang asked Yin Xue together.

  “…”

   Yin Zheng burst into tears.

   Someone finally remembered the injured self!

   (end of this chapter)