After the fire girl left, Chu Zihe's index finger kept turning the edges and corners of the mysterious locket, and his body under the thin quilt remained motionless, falling into deep contemplation.

At this time, after the hands of the "Xie Wendong's Gold Watch" that had faded into white amber in the black and white spirit pool climbed to twelve o'clock at midnight, the passers-by in the floor carriage had already fallen into a deep sleep.

At this moment, Chu Zihe was depressed and couldn't sleep at all, and he couldn't sleep at night!

The majesty and domineering spirit of the trial space of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" has long been washed away by the bad news brought by the fire girl.

Xuanyuan Wujiang and the Ice Girl turned out to be enemies of life and death, is there anything more wonderful than this plot twist? Chu Zihe didn't want to get involved in other people's family affairs, but, it seems, he has already been involved, and it seems that he can't get rid of it during this time!

What does Zhao Tianzhong, the captain of "Sacred China", want to do, is he so convinced that he will be able to pinch this chaotic deck in his hand? A pair of life and death enemies who always want to kill each other, a fire girl who always plays with her charming spring, and a little girl who never forgets to collect medicine from herself, is really a head and two big!

Chu Zihe and his group of five people disguised themselves as ordinary tourists to travel to Hokkaido, but in fact, it was for the team mission, and they tried to erase the traces along the way, so as not to leave usable information for potential enemies.

It's just that Chu Zihe doesn't know how to use the method of finding a needle in a haystack when he arrives in Hokkaido, but Zhao Tianzhong, the captain, insists on believing Chu Zihe's own intuition, saying that there must be a way before the car reaches the mountain, and you are the best person.

Chu Zihe just wanted to scold him, intuition, intuition, your sister, damn, I don't believe in fate and reincarnation at all now! Could it be that another old monster who has been sitting on the Tao and practicing for fifty years has come to predict it, and the matter must be his own?

It's really unprovoked blood, Chu Zihe scolded secretly, but the oath has been made, for the follow-up treatment of my mother, I will bear it, just treat it as a practice!

Chu Zihe's heart slowly calmed down, and suddenly, his mind turned, now there were still six hours before Sapporo, the central city of Hokkaido, and he needed to check the movement of the jade tablet space.

Because just now he clearly saw a new Optimus Jade Pillar inside, and it was only because the Fire Girl came over that he hurriedly walked out of the jade tablet space without stepping forward to investigate.

Time is the best practice now.,It's not bad to be able to go to the plot space before you arrive.,Anyway, the time of the two spaces is inconsistent.,I just don't know who is unsealed this time? And what are the benefits, and what benefits can it bring to yourself?

Everything is unknown, Chu Zihe's mind communicated with the fragment of the jade stele, and the incomparably thick soul that was nourished suddenly appeared in the jade tablet space, and the physical body continued to stay in the real space, confusing others to see and hear.

In the space of the jade stele, the white mist in the distance pushed back ten zhang away, and the shadow of the Optimus Jade Pillar appeared on the edge of the white mist, and the unsealed villain blurred his face in the white mist, and Chu Zihe stepped forward, about to unveil his mystery.

It's closer, it's closer, Chu Zihe looked at it, his eyes were dark, if it wasn't for the spirit state now, it is estimated that he would be able to directly rush out a few mouthfuls of old blood.

Rub, it's bald again, it's still a monk, and it's not going to let people live!

Ever since he first met Master Che Dan and his apprentices, he had a hunch that he would definitely have an indissoluble bond with Buddhism in this life. Sure enough, the best Chedan master and apprentice, the peerless wonderful monk Wuhua, the first wisdom of the Maha Temple, the Zen sound of the chanting of the white jade Guanyin, double. The symbol of the gray lotus brand is closely related to Buddhism.

Chu Zihe was uneasy, stretched out his finger and poked the bald head that was exposed after the white mist drifted away, and immediately took a big step back to prevent being caught off guard and being pulled into the plot world, after the previous few times he already had experience, he didn't want to enter the jade tablet space again in a daze, he wanted to take the initiative once.

The bald monk raised his head, and no special vision occurred.

This is a handsome young monk with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he definitely has a fight with the wonderful monk Wuhua.

Why are the monks' appearances and skins so good, is it just to increase the trust of some female believers? Chu Zihe, who was slightly black-bellied, muttered quietly in his mouth, which famous monk is this?

It's just that before he could speak, the monk spoke on his own!

"The poor monk's law is 'must not quit', the donor has a fate with my Buddha, as long as you help me hold hands with Master Yilin, all the work of the poor monk before leaving home will be given to you."

The chains rattled, and the young monk's originally handsome face suddenly collapsed, and his facial lines were smart, but he became a thief, and he looked like a belly of bad water. This can't be a flower monk, right?

"Affinity with the Buddha? It's your sister! Hey, you can't quit, you can't quit, Yilin, how can this name be so familiar, is it, are you ......" Chu Zihe's face darkened when he heard the first half of the sentence "Youyuan", and when he heard the second half of the sentence, he fell directly to the ground.

"Yes, the poor monk's common name before he became a monk was Tian Boguang, it seems that the donor, you have heard of my name, otherwise you wouldn't have this expression, could it be that my prestige has spread all over the world?" The monk flamboyantly touched his bald head, with a narcissistic and funny look.

Damn, it's really this flower monk, Tian Boguang, the flower thief in Jin Yong's martial arts masterpiece "Smiling Proud Jianghu", nicknamed "Thousands of Miles Alone".

But how can this guy be so energetic now, everyone else has a look of vicissitudes, he is good, not only did he not have the slightest resentment, but also opened his mouth and closed his mouth and called Little Master Yilin, didn't he know that his lower body had been slashed with a click?

Chu Zihe's face was suspicious, and the strange gaze on his face was concentrated on Tian Boguang's lower body, as if he wanted to see the flowers.

"Hey, you little one, have you seen enough, I know what nasty thoughts are spinning in your head. But for me, all the women in this world are not as good as a slender jade finger of my little master, I have seen through the wind and snow in the first half of my life, and I have seen the years like water, everything is something outside the body, there is no less below, to be honest, I don't care. Besides, I originally cut it just for Master Irene, your idea is too vulgar, too vulgar......" Tian Boguang shook his bald head, looked up at the white mist, and looked disdainful.

Chu Zihe admitted that his face was embarrassed, although the spirit state could not show the color, but he himself sensed that what he had done was indeed a little excessive.

"I'm sorry! By the way, what do you want me to do for you, hold hands with Master Irene, this, isn't this a bit bad? Chu Zihe tried to follow Tian Boguang's train of thought, so he only said half of his words, with questions.

Now it seems that it is only a matter of time before he possesses this Tian Boguang, but he must make the purpose of the task clear, so as to obtain the maximum benefits and further cultivate the martial arts, but this Tian Boguang does not seem to have any big skills except for light skills.

"I want to talk to Little Master Yilin about a love affair that has nothing to do with the wind and snow, and I beg you to fulfill it!" Tian Boguang knelt directly on the ground, his face was full of seriousness, as if he was covered with a layer of brilliance, solemn and pious.

"Poof" Chu Zihe wanted to vomit blood for the third time, but unfortunately he really couldn't vomit it in his current spirit state.

"You are a monk, you are still a disabled monk, and you still want to learn from others to talk about spiritual love, you really deserve to be a former flower thief, tired of red Fei Yancui, the concept of love has been detached to this point, it has nothing to do with physical pleasure, the soul is close to the supreme spiritual country, admire, admire!"

Chu Zihe wanted to laugh but couldn't, just because he saw Tian Boguang's last expression, which was definitely a kind of devotion to love, just like Wang Qingbing revealed from time to time, extremely serious!

"Okay, I'll grant your wish!" Chu Zihe admitted that he was a little moved, but as soon as he blurted out his words, he saw Tian Boguang raise his head, his face was surprised, his eyes lit up in an instant, and the two whirlpools manifested again, directly inhaling Chu Zihe into the depths of the whirlpool of his pupils.

"Little donor, since you said yes, it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, hurry up, I can count on you!"

"Damn, sure enough, the monks are not honest, I'm too naïve."

Chu Zihe wanted to cry without tears, and he only had time to float out such a self-pity sentence in the whirlpool, and there was no more sound.