The woman's body was found by the next day, of course, it was a proper corpse with two lives, and the monk was also frightened and stupid, completely unable to understand how a woman who was about to give birth at full term could hang herself from a tree?

His doubts were explained that night.

Dressed in monk's robes and wearing a hat, Qing visited the monk's room in the middle of the night.

"You... Who are you, you! "The monk trembled and wanted to call someone, but he made people lift their collars and hold them high." Wow! Don't kill me! Don't kill me... I... I have a lot of money... I can give you money..."

"At the end of the Dharma period, ghosts were prevalent in the world, and the little monk was just clearing the ghosts." Qing said calmly.

"W-Where are the ghosts! Brain is broken, you! The monk struggled.

"Yes, that's you."

Phew! Qing crushed the monk's trachea with one hand, and a large amount of blood continued to gush out of the human mouth and nose, spraying him all over his body.

It's ironic, Qing Xiang. This blood... It's as warm as Xuan.

"Ghosts are prevalent, the Buddha is compassionate to sentient beings and is unwilling to act, and the little monk is willing to work for me to clean up the filth all over the place for my Buddha. Since then, there has been no compassionate monk Ah Qing, only the monster Qingfang owner who has vowed to sweep away the evil demons in the world and correct the path of Buddhism. ”

Before leaving, he saw the monk's Zen staff standing in the room, and the owner of the Qingfang thought about it and decided to take the Zen staff away.

From then on, one person walked the world with one rod to kill all the six impure monks who broke the vows, to kill the life, to kill the Buddha, and embarked on the "Buddha Road" that is diametrically opposed to the public Buddhism and exists in the hearts of the Qingfang owners.

However, there are too many evil demons and demons in the world who break the precepts, and the Qingfang master can't kill them endlessly, and he can't kill them all, and he even provokes the onmyoji to chase and kill them infinitely.

One day he was really tired, so he made a bet with a stupid onmyoji, and the owner of the Qingfang deliberately gambled to lose, so he naturally became his god, and also exchanged himself for shelter.

However, the Onmyoji is a human after all, and when the Onmyoji is dead, the Qingfang owner refuses the proposal of his monster companion to invite him to go to the demon world together, and hides in the mountains alone to practice, but he didn't expect to be forced out by humans in the end.

The silence slowly spread, and the owner of the green workshop picked up the teacup and exhaled.

"That's what you want to know, the story of the little monk and the sword spirit."

"If it's really as you said, then how did Kokomaru become a sword god?" The Inquisitor asked.

"About this, Shu Xiaoseng really doesn't know." The owner of the Qingfang replied, "The little monk has been looking for him for thousands of years, and this is the first time I have met him." ”

"I can hear that the master and Xuan have a deep relationship, and they finally met, so I don't plan to explain the truth to him?"

was silent for a long time, and the owner of the green fang, Yaoyaotou.

"In his previous life, he caused the tragedy in the future because he met me, and since he was reborn in one life, he should not meet me again." The Qingfang owner looked at Li Xing lightly, "In this way, he will be happier." ”

As dawn approached, the God Inquisitor sent the Qingfang Master out and opened the God Inquisitor's room, and the Qingfang Master turned around and made another request to Li Xing.

"Excuse me, can you finally let me look at him again?"

"Absolutely." Li Xinghui.

The two of them walked lightly to the knife room, at this time, everyone in Shuiyue Xuan was still asleep, and even the two Imperial God Swords and Jiang Xue had not yet gotten up to clean the scale.

The owner of the green house opened the door of the Japanese room, and the little fox pill slept on the bed closest to the door, even if there was a crane pill hanging on his body that slept very poorly, the little fox pill still slept sweetly.

"As far as you said, there are great flaws in this space-time political head and the sword mourning god system, can the little monk ask what you will do with this sword spirit in the future?"

"I will reforge them and bring them back to the Eastern Heavenly Realm to become the generals of the gods." The owner of the Qingfang did not shy away from telling him the story, and Li Xing did not hide his identity and future plans.

"That's good."

Gently raising a light smile, the owner of the Qingfang closed the paper door again, and walked out of the vermilion gate of Shuiyue Xuan alone.

Goose down snow is falling in the sky, and the time is winter again. Trembling slightly, the Qingfang owner took out a black fox scarf from his arms and put it on.

"Heh... It's so warm..."He touched the scarf, this was the only little thought that Xuan left him, so it has been preserved by the owner of the Qingfang for thousands of years with a demonic spirit.

Looking up at the sky, the goose down snow that drifted down resembled the current coat color of Jixuan. For the first time in thousands of years, the owner of the Qingfang thanked God for his willingness to reunite them after so much time, even if Xuan didn't remember him.

It's good if you don't remember, it's good, loneliness and longing are too heart-wrenching, Xuan should be happy, and he shouldn't be tied to him. Just leave all the thoughts and loneliness to him alone.

Lowering the hat, one person and one battle silently moved forward, and his body was soon covered by the wind and snow, and he didn't even leave a trace of footprints.

After the owner of the Qingfang left, Hu Xiuxiu called Li Xing.

What you asked me to check, I found out.

"Everyone is gone, and you're only calling now..."

Don't blame me! Hu Xiuxiu screamed on the other end of the phone, that Daohe God is very old, he can't speak clearly, his memory is upside down, he thinks he is very strong when he can ask me, okay!

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it."

Really... Okay, to put it bluntly, it's nothing, it's just that when the god of Daohe was wandering in the mountains one day, he met a fox demon who was skinned and dying, and the fox demon lost the demon pill and soon lost his soul. He put away the demon soul and made him his servant, and then the three sects approached to ask for a sword, and the god of Daohe asked the demon soul to help cast the knife and be trained into a sword spirit.

"Then why doesn't Kitsunimaru remember what happened before?"

Belch... I guess it's because I've been forged, right? I also lost my memory after the first phase of my house was burned down.

Hanging up Hu Xiuxiu, who still wanted to continue chattering, the God Judge walked out of the room.

It snowed at dawn, and now the ground was white, and in the courtyard Kokomaru was playing with Iken and Tsurumaru to build the city wall with snow.

Seeing the master go out, Kitsunimaru came forward to give him the flowers he had just picked in the morning, which was already the last flower after winter. The Inquisitor smiled faintly and patted the white Samoyed with his hand.

Today's Shuiyue Xuan is still lively.

The move is busy and tiring, and the scale of the Mowang Mansion is three or four times that of the previous Yu Mansion, although the Pan family is in charge of internal affairs, but there are too many things for her to inevitably be busy, so she has to come to Qingjiang for help. After the war, many shops were destroyed during the Beiyan Rebellion, Qingjiang could only look at the account books and inventory while instructing Yunzhu to recruit people to help the shop, and he had to settle the accounts for Pan's family in his spare time, and the two calculated for several days, and calculated that Qingjiang yelled every day that his neck hurt.

"No! Don't forget it! He pushed the notebook forward, "It's not the actual situation just to look at the account book, I'm going to actually go out and see it today." ”

"Hey! Then I'm going too. Pan smiled, "A few days ago, I heard Mrs. Wang Shilang say that there is a jewelry store called Yubao Zhai in the imperial capital, and the jewelry in it is very good. ”

Well? Yu Bao Zhai? Qingjiang is biased, why is this name so familiar? Oh... That one...

He immediately smiled and agreed to Pan.