Xiao Shami's persuasion was fruitless, and he couldn't really force her over, so he had to go back to his life. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a while, an old monk with white eyebrows and white beard came over, looking at the kind eyebrows and kind eyes, quite a bit of a monk who looked like a monk, Mo Qiqi looked at the map, it was a green dot, so he was relieved.

The old monk looked her up and down, his eyes were calm and firm, full of peace through vicissitudes, and with a lifetime of mercy.

Under this kind of gaze, Mo Qiqi inexplicably felt a little guilty, and felt that his malicious speculation before was really undeserved.

The old monk seemed to know what she was thinking, and said: "Prudence is right, the path of cultivation is full of thorns and bumps, and hardships in the sea of suffering, only by following your heart and acting cautiously can you get through." ”

After speaking, he took out a purse and a bead from the sleeve of the wide-mouthed monk's robe: "You may be confused, but my life is approaching, and I am only entrusted by others, I am afraid that I can't solve your doubts, all the reasons are in this bag, just wait for you to reveal yourself." ”

Stuffing the purse and beads into Mo Qiqi's hands, the old monk clasped his hands together and made a monk's salute: "The karma has been over, the old man is at ease, this storage bag can be practiced ordinarily, I hope that the little donor will keep it, don't fall into the hands of others." With that, he turned and walked away.

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Mo Qiqi only then found that there were obviously many tourists here before, and after the old monk came, the tourists were gone, as if they were passing the scene, and after a while, only three or three people came over, and gradually became noisy.

Soon after, Xiaohong and Xiaolu also went ashore, she picked a lot of lotus flowers of various colors, and there were a few of them, all of them were half-opened, or unopened buds, and the monk paid silver, and spent money to buy a wide-mouthed bottle, and folded a few lotus leaves and inserted them in the bottle, from a distance, it was full of a large cluster.

Xiaohong also picked a lotus leaf and put it on Mo Qiqi's head, Mo Qiqi's thinking was scattered for three thousand miles, and the lotus leaf of Nanhua Temple did not cost money.

Listening to the little green chirping about where there are beautiful lotuses, I was very annoyed that someone else took the lead.

Mo Qiqi said with a smile: "When you donated sesame oil money before, you were so distressed, but you won't be distressed when you pick flowers?"

Xiao Green said: "That's different, that's the talisman that the slave and maid asked for for their family, the silver that the slave and maid gave themselves, this is the flower picked for the lady, and the lord gave the silver." ”

A few people rested on the railing for a while, and then they heard "dong dong dong" one after another, and twelve bells rang out.

For some reason, Mo Qiqi let out a "chuckle" in his heart, and he intuitively felt that something bad had happened.

The monks of Nanhua Temple came out of the hidden side without knowing it, and went to the Zen temple in a wave, and persuaded the visitors to go ashore and send them to the temple gate.

Mo Qiqi grabbed a little novice and asked, "This little master, do you know when it happened?"

Xiao Shami clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the little monk doesn't know, but there is something important happening in the temple, and I can't entertain guests today, so I neglected the donors, and I hope Haihan." ”

The left and right hours are not too early, go back to it, the visitors have come out, for a time the temple door is not lively, all whispering in the discussion of what happened in the temple, Mo Qiqi relied on the ears and eyes to be clear, the chatter of the people listened clearly, the information obtained statistics, the most reliable is that the temple in the Taoist monk Master Ci'en passed away.

Mo Qiqi raised his head and looked at the place in the meditation room, Master Ci'en, is it the old monk before? Mo Qiqi felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable, after all, he was a person who had just crossed paths.

Maybe it's really him, when Mo Qiqi saw him, there was a breath on his body, which was different from the fresh and dynamic breath on the body of others, it was a gloomy and depressing breath, it should be the so-called dead air.

Pulling the storage bag in his hand, what the monk said, all kinds of reasons, the tasks of the system, the mystery of life, is there any unknown identity of this body, not an abandoned child abandoned by his parents?

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Name: Mo Qiqi

Gender: Female

Bone age: 3 years and 4 months

Spiritual Root: Mizuki

Cultivation: Practice Qi on the first floor

Identity: Preparatory disciple of Wuji Sect (enigma)

Stamina: forty-five points

Divine Sense: The fourth layer of Qi training

Mental Method: Tranquility of the Heart

In addition to the increase in physical strength, there is also a mystery behind the identity.

I'm afraid that the body of this body really won't be as simple as an outcast.

Alas, the most annoying thing is this, she would rather be an outcast, engaging in a conspiracy of life experience is really not suitable for her, there is a little time, it is better to practice more, I hope that in the end, the system will not have a ghost task to save the family or something, that kind of great career is really not something she can do.

On the way back to the Treasure Workshop, Xiao Lu was still chattering and complaining to Xiao Hong: "If only I knew that we didn't come so early, you see that some people who came up later didn't pay for the flowers they picked!"

Xiaohong looked at Mo Qiqi's increasingly frowning brows, raised her index finger at Xiao Lu, booed, and asked Mo Qiqi softly, "Is the girl tired today?"

She was afraid that Mo Qiqi would be unhappy if she was invited out like this.

Mo Qiqi shook his head and fell on the mattress: "I'm fine, just lie down for a while, and you will call me when you arrive." ”

This time she didn't go to the quiet room next to her, but went to the bedroom that Zhao Fuquan arranged for her, closed the doors and windows, and went cross-legged to bed and read a short mantra of "Ning Xin Jue", and some irritable hearts gradually calmed down.

The Qiankun bag is different from the storage bag, it is much more troublesome to practice, it is not available to mortals, and the built-in space is much larger.

There is divine consciousness on this Qiankun bag, but it has been loosened, I don't know if it is because the original owner is dead? Hey, I'm really afraid that I will be poured a dog's blood after opening it, and I don't want to be a victim of the kind of Xiuzhen family's concubine dispute, and then there is a mother or something waiting for her to go back and save it......

How should the Qiankun bag where the former master's divine consciousness is still there, I don't know what method to use?

Hey, by the way, the old monk gave her a bead before, and took out the bead, in her hand, this bead is blood-red and blood-red, it is an ordinary person-seeking bead, and a drop of blood is stored in the bead of the person to be found.

That monk found himself based on this, right?