Ji Hao and Murong Yue looked back, but saw a young monk in a moon-white monk's robe walking towards them. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the sunshine, I saw that his eyes were like stars, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his face was as bright as a girl, and his expression was gentle and his demeanor was chic, but he was not comparable to any woman in the world.

It's really a good son, a person in the world.

Behind him, Xiao Qian followed step by step, looking very respectful.

"Amitabha!"

The young monk came to Ji Hao and the others, and saluted with one hand in his left hand, while in his right hand, he was holding a ball of light.

"The little monk has no flowers, and he has seen two donors." The young monk smiled and spoke.

This flowerless smile on his face, talking to him, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, very happy.

"No flowers?! You are the Flower Master of Hakubaji Temple! When Murong Yue heard the name Wuhua, he subconsciously asked.

White Horse Temple, known as the "ancestral garden" and "Shiyuan" of Chinese Buddhism, is also a famous Buddhist temple in the yin and yang world.

The abbot Master Wuxin is a rare top master in the Yin and Yang world, but Master Wuxin has not appeared in front of people for many years.

And Wuhua is an abandoned baby that Master Wuxin picked up when he went out on a trip more than 20 years ago and came back.

I don't know what's going on, Master Wuxin actually accepted the apprentice on behalf of the teacher, accepted the Wuhua who was still a baby at the time, and gave the Dharma name Wuhua for the junior brother.

Wuhua grew up under the knee of Master Wuxin since she was a child, and she is talented and intelligent, and she is very good at doing everything. And at the age of three, he could read and write, read at the age of five, and read Buddhist scriptures at the age of ten. All the monks in the White Horse Temple are very precious to him.

When Wuhua reached the age of eighteen, he not only memorized the Buddhist scriptures, but also often was able to draw inferences from one another, and had the knowledge to open the sect, and was known as the next presiding officer of the White Horse Temple, and the voice was still very high.

And his Taoism has also reached the rank of mage. Once alone to get rid of a blue-eyed zombie that caused trouble to the other side, it is extremely powerful.

"Amitabha, the little monk's Dharma is still shallow, and he can't afford to be called a master." No flowers, this is admitted.

"No Flower ......"

For this flowerless master who is known as the next host of the White Horse Temple, although Ji Hao has heard of it, he doesn't know much, but Ji Hao knows that this Wuhua has another name, the second monk Wuhua!

Because, he can do anything!

"It turns out that it is really a master of flowers, how can the master come here?" Murong Yue was surprised.

Indeed, this fast land has been abandoned for more than twenty years because it is known as the Cursed Land, and no one would have come here if it had not been for anything.

"The little monk passed by this place and noticed that the ghost was raging in this place, and there was a thunderstorm descending, so he came to take a look."

Wuhua still said with a smile on her face: "On the way here, the little monk first met this female benefactor. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to Xiao Qian behind him.

Under her guidance, I knew that it was a few Taoist friends who were here to eliminate demons, so they wanted to come to help. The little monk came just right, you see, is this the demon you want to get rid of. ”

After Wuhua finished speaking, he spread out his right hand, and in his right hand, the ball of light slammed left and right, but he just couldn't escape.

"It's ......"

The ball of light in Wuhua's hand is none other than the primordial god of the locust tree demon.

"I said why is this dryad so quiet, it turns out that the golden cicada has come out of its shell." Murong Yue said.

"Thank you so much Master Wuhua, if it weren't for the master, I'm afraid I would have let this dryad escape today." Ji Hao said

"Where, where is it, it is my generation's duty to subdue demons and eliminate demons." Wuhua Yun said lightly: "Since this is the case, the little monk will get rid of this tree demon." ”

"Master, please." Murong Yue stretched out his hand and saluted.

Hearing this, Wuhua chanted Amitabha, and then clenched his fist with his right hand, and the locust tree demon was scattered, and ten minutes later, the huge locust tree was also burned to charcoal.

After the death of the tree demon, Wuhua saw that Ji Hao's left hand was not very convenient, so he asked: "This donor, it seems that he is injured, if he doesn't dislike it, can you let the little monk take a look, the little monk knows a little bit about the art of Qihuang, I believe it should be helpful to the donor." ”

"Thank you, Master, but I have a broken shoulder blade, so it's better to go to the hospital." Ji Hao said with a smile. The other party is also kind, and Ji Hao is not easy to refuse, but the shoulder blade is broken, so it is better to go to the hospital.

"I see, then I wish the donor a speedy recovery."

"Thank you, Master, for your good words." Ji Hao nodded.

Subsequently, Ji Hao took out Xiao Qian's human soul and said to Xiao Qian: "Xiao Qian, I have already obtained your human soul, do you still have any wishes, if not, then I will send you to the underworld." ”

Hearing that she could finally go to the underworld to be reincarnated, Xiaoqian's face was happy, but then she looked reluctant.

Seeing her expression, Ji Hao didn't know what she was thinking: "Do you want to see Wei Shangyong?" ”

"Master, can I see Brother Shang Yong for the last time? On the one hand, I will leave as soon as I see him. Xiao Qian pleaded.

"Xiaoqian, people and ghosts have different paths, it's better not to see each other." Ji Hao sighed.

"Brother Shang Yong!"

Xiao Qian was crying there, Ji Hao couldn't help it, long pain is better than short pain, they always have to separate, it is so, it is better to simply do it.

Ji Hao took out a piece of talisman paper and cinnabar brush from his bag, wrote a talisman, raised his hand and wrapped Xiaoqian and the human soul, flew towards the west, flew farther and farther, and finally disappeared.

"Brother Shang Yong, Brother Shang Yong......"

Xiao Qian can be said to be crying and leaving, seeing this scene, Ji Hao and Murong Yue can only sigh, secretly saying that the word of love is harmful, even the smiling master of Wuhua also put away his smile and recited a sentence of Amitabha.

After the matter was settled, Ji Hao and the three of them walked towards the door, and picked up Wang Guoan and Wang Bingyue on the way.

That Wang Bingyue hadn't woken up yet, it could be seen that she was scared by Xiao Qian, as soon as Wang Guo'an saw Ji Hao and them, he immediately helped Wang Bingyue and walked over, and he was not too surprised to see the suddenly extra flowerless monk, after all, these are not ordinary people.

"Master, the matter is settled?" Wang Guoan asked.

"Well, it's solved, the serial murder case can also be said to be solved, and the land is fine." Ji Hao nodded.

"That's great." Wang Guoan clenched his fists.

Tonight, he was finally able to get a good night's sleep.

"By the way, Master Wuhua, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Murong Yue, from the Maoshan faction." It was inconvenient for Ji Hao to be injured, so Murong Yue introduced everyone: "This is Ji Hao, these two are Captain Wang and Deputy Captain Wang of the police station. ”

I didn't introduce anything, I just reported each other's names and got to know each other.

Fortunately, Wuhua didn't mind, smiled and nodded to greet everyone, but for Wang Bingyue who was asleep, he was a little curious: "What's wrong with this female donor, is she sick?" ”

"Master, Vice Captain Wang, she's fine, don't be careful." Wang Guoan smiled.

Let's let Wang Bingyue fall asleep, if she wakes up, she will be noisy.

The group came outside and got into the police car driven by Wang Guoan.

"Master, where are you going?" Wang Guoan asked.

"Take me to the hospital, Murong you?" Ji Hao looked at Murong Yue and asked.

"I'll go to school."

"Okay, what about this master?" Wang Guoan asked Wuhua.

"It's really troublesome for the donor, the little monk went to Jueyuan Temple to place an order."