Unconsciously, that person became her spiritual pillar and became an indispensable part of her, wanting to have him and make him her own.

She pressed her eyebrows, and a slay of hurt was drawn at the corner of her eye.

"Ask ......"

"Xiangxiang, ask is here, ask here, it's here!"

The fool Liang Wenxi was also in the carriage, and he even sat next to Zhou Yanqing, but Zhou Yanqing couldn't hear him or see him.

"Xiangxiang, don't be sad, don't be unhappy, I'll recover soon! Xiangxiang, ask where you are, ask to accompany Xiangxiang, Xiangxiang is not alone, not alone!"

Liang Wenxian worked very hard and wanted to convey his own voice to Zhou Yanqing.

It's a pity that his current existence is similar to a ghost, and he is no different from the ghost uncle Yin Huaili.

And people and ghosts have different paths, across the Yin and Yang Dao, his comfort, Zhou Yanqing can't hear it at all, she doesn't even know that the little fool in her heart is beside her......

Rosewood Mountain, Kuju Temple.

This place is like a place to escape from the world, whether it is the things that happened on the spring hunt or the disappearance of Emperor Yongyin, it has not been able to set off the slightest storm here.

The years seem to be extraordinarily preferential to this place, like a pure land in the world, like a paradise.

Until today, the earthquake has been overturned, and the Purple Sandalwood Mountain is relatively close to the mountain where the national teacher Chu Liumu arranged Qimen Dunjia to live in seclusion, and now the people in the temple are panicking, and only the wine and meat monk is pure.

The handsome monk is sneaking in front of the stove pit at the moment.

He pulled out a chicken called flower wrapped in mud from the ashes of the stove pit, and just as he wanted to crack open the thick yellow mud that had dried up, he heard a little monk shout: "Senior Brother Jingci, Master Chu is here!"

Chu Liumu?

The reaction thief was fast, Jingci kicked the mud ball, kicked the mud ball into the stove pit and hid it, and then Shi Shiran tidied up the robe he was wearing and made a solemn appearance.

The little monk twitched......

Forget it, just don't see it.

Anyway, Senior Brother Jingci is a dog, even if everyone grinds his mouth, he is still drunk and meaty, and he will not change his teachings.

It's really insulting to the clear land of Buddhism!

Jingci came to Xiangshe to see Chu Liumu, as soon as he entered the door, he stayed for a while, and then he was happy, smiling in surprise, a little surprised, and a little gloating.

"This seems to be the first time in these years that a poor monk has seen you so embarrassed. ”

Chu Liumu's body was full of blood, and he was cowardly: "Ah Ci, you don't have to stick a knife in your heart at this moment, really!"

This monk is a little wicked.

Chu Liumu is good at Qimen Dunjia, he knows astronomy and geography, and is proficient in divination.

However, even Chu Liumu, the national teacher who is known as the prophet of the unknown, has to envy Jingci from time to time.

The special nature of this monk comes from his eyes.

It looks no different from a normal person, at most, the pupils are darker than ordinary people, and the eyes are brighter. But his eyes are called the eyes of the true spirit.

Any falsehood in the world can be pierced at a glance, and it is somewhat magical to describe.

Even if the other person is a stranger he has never met, he only needs to look at it to know the other person's name, where he came from, his identity, and all the other things, even those things that have happened to him in his life.

He can see through the secrets of many people.

It is also because of this ability that anyone seems to be naked in front of him, no matter whether it is good or evil, it can't hide from his eyes.

And the only two exceptions, one is the fool Liang Wenxi, and the other is the female benefactor Yan Qing a few days ago.