There's No Witch I Can't Wash

This time, Buddhism also made a big deal. Originally, many people thought that the Jinchan Temple would only send an ordinary monk over for a formality. Who knew that the monk who came was actually a monk of the Arhat level.

"Hmph...the one who is trying to catch fame!"

"Look at those monks, they are all fat and big ears, and they don't know how good the food is."

"Hush, keep your voice down, the other party is the biggest faction in the world!"

After watching the more than twenty well-dressed monks leave the city, a burst of dissatisfied whispers sounded.But this is only a minority, after all, not everyone has the courage to speak ill of Buddhism.

And not long after these monks left, more than a dozen big monks came out of the city.

Compared with the luxurious attire of the monks of Tianyin Temple and Biyun Temple, these dozen or so monks are involuntarily reminiscent of beggars.

They wore cloth shoes, straw sandals, and worn-out cassocks that had been washed white with pudding.

However, with such a dress, no one laughed. Looking at these monks, everyone fell into silence.

But they all respect the monks from Kulun Temple in awe!

Chapter 45 The Weight of Life

The people in Nan'an City gradually began to move towards the place where the cemetery was located, while in Nan'an City, Lin Xinnuo, who was the protagonist today, was still in the room with a nervous expression on his face.

Lin Ye was helping her comb her long white hair behind her. Seeing the girl like this, she couldn't help but smile a little.

"I've seen so many big scenes, and I've never been afraid of them. Why are you worried about such a small scene?"

"How can this be compared, it's completely different!"

The girl held her chin and muttered, thinking of those people's fanatical gestures and what she might encounter later, she felt a little headache.

The gap and change before and after were too great. The girl felt that even if she somehow became a so-called saint, it was just a rumor made by some people. How could anyone really worship her as a fake saint.

However, the results and facts were far beyond the girl's imagination. The fanaticism of those crowds could no longer be covered by worship. It was as if they died to protect her without any regrets.

Do I really...have such a great charisma?

Thinking so curiously, the girl stared at the bronze mirror in front of her with her chin resting on her chin, looking at the appearance of the person in the mirror.

Well, why didn't I notice before that I was so good-looking?

Looking at it, Lin Xinnuo couldn't help but have such thoughts in his heart, and then the girl came back to her senses and patted her face in embarrassment.

No, I was thinking about something messy, when did I become so narcissistic.

But... I still feel that I am really beautiful.

Red clothes, crimson eyes, long white hair tied in a cloud-like bun, with a golden jade hairpin stuck in it.

Eye shadow drawn, eyebrows drawn thin, cheeks with a touch of rouge glowing seductive pink, lips painted with lip balm are as coquettish as blood.

The woman in the mirror is as glamorous as a demon, but also vaguely reveals the meaning of holiness. This kind of contradictory temperament intertwined makes her charm to a higher level.

"Do you think you are beautiful?"

Seemingly noticing the abnormality in the girl's expression, Lin Ye couldn't help but approached and asked amusedly.The man's voice also made Lin Xinnuo recover from the somewhat abnormal state, and immediately patted the man angrily a few times.

Narcissism is stupid enough in itself, let alone being told by your own man when you are narcissistic.

"Why are you so shy? My family, Xin Nuo, is already very beautiful. Be confident."

Gently pinching the girl's palm, Lin Ye said so, causing the latter to give him an angry look.

"Then I, Yan Zhiqiu and Ye Yiyun, who is more beautiful?"

Regarding this proposition, Lin Ye blinked slightly, and then spoke without hesitation.

"This is naturally plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, each has its own merits."

She curled her lips and seemed not particularly satisfied with the man's answer, but the girl couldn't find anything wrong with it, so she could only let it go with a cold snort.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at herself in the mirror again, carefully recalling what Lin Ye had told her these days, and then the girl nodded slightly.

"Okay, it's almost there, let's get ready to go."

"kindness."

In response, Lin Ye put down the wooden comb in his hand, and the girl sitting there also stood up. She turned around lightly, and the blood-colored robe twirled and bloomed like a blood-colored rose in full bloom.

Lin Ye looked at the girl in front of him with great satisfaction, just like looking at the most beautiful treasure in the world.

This is my own woman, and from today onwards, she will become the most radiant woman in the entire Kyushu, whether she is a saint or a goddess, she will be completely covered by her light!

On the outskirts of Nan'an City, outside the cemetery.

There are already many people gathered here, among these people are people from the world who came to watch the excitement, and there are also ordinary people who came to pay tribute to their dead relatives.

Although Hidden Sword Villa has been focusing on people without relatives and reasons all these years, it doesn't mean that these people are really completely alone.

When a person is in the world, there will always be some connections with others.In the past, all these truths were concealed because of the cover-up of the Hidden Sword Villa. For the distant relatives who had no news, most people thought in a good direction, thinking that they made a lot of money and went to live elsewhere, thinking that they were still alive.

But now the truth is revealed, not only Nan'an City, but people from all over Xuzhou have come here, wanting to offer a stick of incense and pay homage to their distant relatives or friends who died tragically.

With the sound of weeping, chanting, and lamenting, the atmosphere in the cemetery was a little depressed for a while.

Although these people who walk the rivers and lakes themselves take life very lightly and are used to seeing life and death, but after seeing such a scene, they still can't help but sigh and feel sad.