Sweet Noble Heir

"Demon subduing array?" Jiang Wanbai asked, "but I have left the complete array for you. Would you like to make up the array yourself?"

Master Mingyuan sighed and said, "but the problem is here."

He looked at Jiang Wanbai with a serious look. "Miss Jiang, if you don't help, we can't make up this array at all."

"All the pictures are for you..." Jiang Wanbai thinks about it and thinks it's wrong. It's true that even if he gets the picture, he may not be able to arrange it completely, and the array must be talented.

But, "well, how do you decorate those now? Would it be nice to have that man set it up again? I don't know how many people there are in Daqing temple, but there are not a dozen people at the foot of the mountain who know the array? " Jiang Wanbai said that is to say, she just thinks that so many people, all of them are people of Taoism, so you always have one person who can understand the array, right?

So Jiang Wanbai didn't want to take care of this matter after she left the array chart. She was also very annoyed that these people came to look for themselves after they got the array chart.

Master Mingyuan finally understood Jiang Wanbai's idea. He sighed and recited a Buddhist name. He looked at Jiang Wanbai and said, "Miss Jiang, would you like to hear this from the beginning?"

"You'd better stop making up stories to coax me." Of course, Jiang Wanbai wants to hear it. Although she has guessed about it, she still wants to hear more detailed stories.

However, Jiang Wanbai is still angry at the thought of the story that he made up when he was in the forbidden area.

She thought, fortunately, it was not that Arsene who came, otherwise she would beat him out.

After entering the courtyard, red bean gives Jiang Wanbai a hot soup woman. Jiang Wanbai leans on the soft couch. When master Mingyuan sits down, red bean gives him tea. Jiang Wanbai is about to make a sound, and there is a sound outside.

Hearing the voice of red bean calling "Shizi", Qi Qingxing pushed the door and came in.

"So soon to talk to grandma?" Jiang Wanbai was slightly surprised. She thought Qi Qingxing was going to stay with her grandmother for a long time.

Qi Qingxing nodded and said hello to master Mingyuan. After he came in, he did not rush to Jiang Wanbai's side. Instead, he stood by the stove for a while. When the cold air on his body dissipated, he went over and sat down beside Jiang Wanbai.

Jiang Wanbai poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him. After he took a sip, the original pink lip became more and more bloody. Then Jiang Wanbai looked back and looked at master Mingyuan. Master Mingyuan said a low Buddhist name and finally spoke slowly.

Master Mingyuan said it from the story in the storybook.

"I think Miss Jiang has already guessed that it is the story of storytelling that has been circulated in the market today that actually happened..."

In other words, the common people revolted and were ordered to slaughter the city by the Lord. A group of monks came to the city and saved the people.

There are still a few things missing in the storybook.

In fact, it was not all the monks who came to the city that day, or the best among the various schools. A total of 16 people came to the city. The reason why they gathered here was that the sky above the city, and even the mountains nearby, were filled with deep resentment.

Those who were full of resentment were about to turn into substance, and almost all the Taoist and Buddhist temples were disturbed.

They came together to solve this problem, but they still went back and forth.