Tomorrow night's face was pale, he closed his eyes, and then opened them vigorously, but it was still pitch black.

"I really can't see it?" Qinglian frowned and leaned in front of Ming Ye and asked.

"I'm not that bored, joking about this kind of thing!" said Ming Ye with a sullen face.

Rao is young and old tomorrow, and he has made rapid progress in the cultivation of his state of mind, but when he suddenly encounters such a thing as blindness, it inevitably exposes a bit of the panic and helplessness that a child should have.

"Hehe, it's really happy!" Qinglian sneered decisively.

If there was no blindness at this moment tomorrow night, it would not be difficult to find that when Qinglian said this, there was a look of worry and concern on her face.

"It can't be that you're playing some tricks, are you?" said Ming Ye with a pout.

"Hmph, I'm not that naïve!" Qinglian replied very arrogantly.

Ming Ye pursed his lips, in fact, he also knew very well that although Qinglian usually fought against him, she was by no means ignorant of the severity, and she would definitely not prank to such an extent.

After carefully recalling the scene below, Ming Ye hurriedly asked Qinglian, "When you came over just now, did you see anyone nearby?"

Qinglian shook her head in conviction, and replied, "At least when I saw you, I didn't see any figures around!"

On Ming Ye's fat face, his brows were tightly twisted together, and he muttered to himself: "It doesn't make sense, unless I'm hallucinating, there is definitely a little boy covering my eyes from behind!"

Qinglian patiently listened to the muttering of tomorrow night, and quickly restored the situation to a rough idea.

Just before she came, perhaps a little boy silently covered his eyes from behind Tomorrow Night and said a word.

When those hands were gone, Tomorrow Night found that he was blind, as if his sight had been robbed of him in an instant!

A cold glint flashed in Qinglian's eyes, and the terrifying resentment was raging like a mountain torrent.

The air in the courtyard cooled down by several degrees, and the gazebo, which had been slightly hot, turned into an ice cellar, giving you goosebumps.

"Come out for me!" Qinglian Sakura's lips opened slightly, bursting into a cold voice.

Under the sweep of the powerful spiritual sense, Qinglian keenly caught a faint ghostly aura, and immediately unceremoniously drove her resentful aura to encircle and suppress it.

The resentful aura that originated from the ghost baby seemed to have an innate restraint on the hidden yin thing, and almost at the moment when Qinglian erupted, it fled in panic.

"Tsk, it's so cunning like a loach, you actually let it take advantage of it!" A few seconds later, Qinglian had a cold face, and gritted her teeth very unwillingly.

Qinglian was able to restrain her resentment, and Xuanwei, Puji and others appeared in the courtyard.

"Qinglian, what's going on?" asked Xuanwei.

As he spoke, Xuan Wei took a step forward and blocked in front of Puji and the others.

The resentment that Qinglian erupted from just now, Pu Ji and the others definitely noticed it, although the group had gotten along quite happily so far, but who knew if they were rigid in their thinking, and suddenly they were determined to overtake Qinglian?

Even if Xuan Wei thinks that he is not Puji's opponent, as Qinglian's master, he must stand up and stand in front at this time!

Fortunately, the group of Lingchan Temple, except for a few young monks who looked at Qinglian with a little more jealousy in their eyes, Pu Ji and Cheng Nian still had no joy or sorrow on their faces, and they didn't seem to have any intention of interfering.

Seeing this, Xuan Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, the monks of Lingchan Temple were not infected with Fahai's disease.

……

In the pavilion, Ming Ye and Qinglian briefly informed everyone of what had happened.

"Master, I didn't mean to ...... just now," Qinglian lowered her head and said resignedly like a child making a mistake.

Knowing that Xuan Weizi, who had been specifically mentioned, would not blame Qinglian for this, he gently touched Qinglian's head and said softly: "The teacher knows that you will do this because you care about tomorrow night." ”

"How is that possible!" Qinglian and Ming Ye argued in unison.

Xuan Wei smiled indifferently, but did not continue to argue with the two.

"Master, can you cure my eyes?" asked Ming Ye with some apprehension.

Xuan Wei shook his head and said slowly: "There is no disease and no injury, how can there be a cure." ”

The reason why he lost his sight tomorrow night was obviously not something wrong with his eyes.

It should be said that it is more appropriate for the eyes of tomorrow night to be "blindfolded".

It's like a thick cloth in front of your eyes, so you can't see anything.

Just remove this cloth and your vision will be restored tomorrow night.

"Amitabha, tomorrow night friend, you calm down, maybe you can't see things with your eyes, and it's easier to see some things clearly!" Puji folded his hands and said.

Xuan Wei rubbed Mingye's little head and said in a deep voice, "What Master Puji said is exactly what I want to tell you. ”

After a pause, Xuan Wei looked at Qinglian again and said: "This trip is for the purpose of training, and the situation at this moment may be the best training for the two of you. ”

Xuan Wei didn't want his disciples to become flowers in a greenhouse, and under the condition that there would be no great danger, he even more expected his disciples to be fully trained and grow from it.

Well, that's just one reason.

Another reason why Xuanwei decided to sit on the sidelines is the task that the system has just released.

A discipleship assessment task that is irresistible without warning!

Like the last assessment task of Ruoshui, if Xuanwei interferes too much, it will affect the final completion of the task.

The difference is that this assessment task is actually a task in the form of a company and team!

In short, Ming Ye and Qinglian will accept the assessment task together.

"Disciple understands!" Ming Ye nodded in response, clenching his little fist and saying firmly.

Qinglian next to her also echoed: "Master, the disciple will definitely find a way to help the stinky bald head regain his eyesight!"

Hearing Qinglian's assurance, Xuanwei couldn't help but cry and laugh.

You must know that the bald head present at this moment is not just one person tomorrow night, and several monks of Lingchan Temple have suffered from this map cannon.

"Ahem, Master Puji, this matter started by my two disciples, so let the two of them solve it on their own!" Xuan Wei bowed to Puji.

Pu Ji smiled and said very charitably: "Young juniors, you should sharpen yourself, otherwise what is the original intention of this business?"

After speaking, a few people turned around and walked back to the store, leaving Ming Ye and Qinglian in the courtyard.

Xuanwei, who fell behind, patted the shoulders of the two of them, and whispered in a serious voice: "This time it's the turn of our Daomen, don't let the Buddha Sect underestimate it!"