Tang Fat Man was stunned with fright: "It's a big game now!" How did you say that the crown master was dead? It's over, it's over, it's a big disaster. ”

Huihong and Huizhu didn't go far, just outside the house and listened. Suddenly hearing the Guanjue Master crying loudly, they were very surprised: after following the master for nearly 30 years, the Guanjue Master has always been calm and sophisticated, and has never lost his temper like today.

Suddenly there was no sound in the room, and the two pushed the door in, and saw the master lying on the futon bleeding from her mouth and nose, and the two of them called the master's name loudly. Huihong turned Guanjue over for heart compression, and Huizhu gave the master artificial respiration with tears in his eyes.

After 10 minutes, Ai Xiaoluo pulled away Huihong and Huizhu: "Don't rescue the two masters, the best master has passed away...... It's futile to do it again. ”

The two nuns cried loudly, Huihong wiped a handful of tears, clenched his silver teeth, and grabbed Ai Xiaoluo's collar: "Why did you kill my master?" His old man is kind to your Ai family, why do you treat her like this? ”

Ai Xiaoluo didn't explain, he turned the portrait: "Mrs. Guanjie looked at the portrait I just painted, maybe she remembered the past, her emotions were out of control, and she was overly sad. ”

Huihong Huizhu knelt beside the master and cried bitterly.

Ai Xiaoluo grabbed Shitai's arm, pulled up the sleeves of the wide monk's robe, and suddenly found that there was a blue-purple black line on the arm of the Guansuo Shitai that went straight to the heart!

His heart sank: this black line looked so familiar...... The blue-purple black line is exactly the same as the black line on the arm of the evil queen who hid the Mixed Yuan Soul Summoning Whistle when he first hid it!

As he pondered, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

Ai Xiaoluo was surprised, there were only three masters and apprentices in Qingfeng Nunnery, how could there be footsteps? Could it be a pilgrim who worships the temple?

was surprised, Zhang Zhi was also standing at the door on crutches.

Hui Hong seemed to find a savior and cried: "Old Immortal Zhang! My master has passed away, and he is the one who harmed him! She pointed at Ai Xiaoluo viciously. ”

At this time, the fat man was stupid by the sudden change, and he stood there in a daze, not knowing how Ai Xiaoluo would end.

Zhang Zhiye's arrival was very sudden, which was beyond Ai Xiaoluo's expectations. He just didn't understand: Qingfeng Nunnery is high and densely grassed, how can he be more than 130 years old? Zhang Zhi never went out of Huaping Village, why did he just arrive at Qingfeng Nunnery today, and Zhang Zhi also arrived later?

Etiquette is a must, and he made a joke: "Old man, why did you come to Qingfeng Nunnery?" ”

Zhang Zhi also saw that the master had passed away, he was not panicked, the feng shui master saw so many dead people, it was too common.

He twisted his silver beard in his hand: "There is an agreement between the old man and the crown master, they will meet before they live, alas, but unfortunately they are still a step late......"

Zhang Zhi's regret also arises spontaneously, which is quite strange. He has lived in Huaping Village for more than 130 years, but he has never seen the crown master in Qingfeng Nunnery, and the two of them are admiring each other.

Huihong Huizhu pulled Zhang Zhiye's robe sleeves: "Old fairy, please save my master......"

Zhang Zhi also slowly squatted down and opened the eyelids of the crowned master: "She has gone." It seems that we have no chance to meet in this life, it is really providence! ”

"How did you get here?" Ai Xiaoluo stared at Zhang Zhiye suspiciously.

At this time, Mao Si walked in panting with Mr. Zhang's magic weapon on his back.

Zhang Zhi also smiled slightly and pointed at Mao Si: "My godson and his son carried me up with a sliding rod." ”

Zhang Zhi also said to the two nuns: "Buried the crowned master overnight, you two left Qingfeng Nunnery with me, with the ability of your senior brothers, you can't control Qingfeng Nunnery." After moving to my village for a few days, I will contact you with the Pearl Nunnery in Putuo Mountain, and you will practice there in the future. ”

Zhang Zhi also turned around and asked, "Mrs. Shi's body has always been tough, why did she suddenly pass away?" ”

Ai Xiaoluo stared at Zhang Zhiye's eyes: "The old gentleman should know very well why Mrs. Shi died......

"Nonsense! How could the old man know that he had gone to a life and death situation? ”

Ai Xiaoluo let Zhang Zhi look at the portrait again: "Mrs. Shi passed away after reading this portrait." ”

Zhang Zhiye also approached the portrait and looked at it carefully: "Oh, this is an ordinary portrait, nothing special." ”

Ai Xiaoluo couldn't pretend anymore, so he simply got straight to the point and said: "I just painted this portrait, and after reading it, I called the woman in the painting my sister and said that ......I was sorry for her."

Zhang Zhiye's face changed greatly, and the muscles of his sallow face trembled slightly: "What else did Mrs. Shi say?" ”

Ai Xiaoluo stretched out his hands: "Mrs. Shi cried and cried and suddenly passed away." ”

Zhang Zhi also realized that there was a bit of a gaffe, and he froze: "I see...... According to the old man, your portrait is too realistic, and the teacher misses my sister too much. ”

Ai Xiaoluo nodded in agreement: "That's probably the case." ”

Firewood was erected in front of the Daeungbo-den Hall of Seifu-an.

Dressed in a robe and carrying a lotus pillow on her head, she lay quietly on the firewood.

It was midnight.

The fat man whispered: "Do you really want to burn Shitai?" You and Immortal Zhang, let's make a dojo. ”

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand! In the nunnery, you can't do Taoist rituals, everything has to be done according to the local customs, according to the rules of the Qingfeng Nunnery. ”

The firewood crackled and the fire burst into the sky.

Huihong Huizhu knocked on the wooden fish, and the soul of the master was overtaken.

Zhang Zhi also sat on a Taishi chair and quietly watched the fire...... The bonfire reflected his slightly slightly conscious face......

Early the next morning, Huihong Huizhu closed the door of Qingfeng Nunnery, looking back with infinite affection, this is the nunnery where they have lived for nearly 30 years, remembering that they will never be able to return to Qingfeng Nunnery in the future, and they can no longer see the kind master, and the two of them are like knives and tears.

As soon as he got home, Ai Xiaoluo locked himself in the house.

The fat man knocked on the door hard: "Xiaoluo, what's wrong with you?" Let me go in and talk to you! ”

I only heard the sound of ping-pong falling things in the room, but I didn't answer.

The fat man couldn't hold his breath and scolded outside the door: "Bad seed, you will collapse when you encounter a little setback?" He also said that if he wants to find out the truth of the matter, he ...... you stinky temper."

Before he finished speaking, the door opened suddenly.

Ai Xiaoluo's eyes were red with anger: "What's wrong with my temper?" Every time I get infinitely close to the truth, Zhang Zhi also stumbles on me! This time, he viciously took the life of the crown master! Isn't this relying on the old to sell the old and bullying people? ”

After listening to Ai Xiaoluo's shout, the fat man was directly circled: "The death of the crown master is also related to Zhang Zhi?" Didn't he look at your portrait and die of fright? ”

Ai Xiaoluo sneered: "You are such a stupid person! I lifted the sleeve of the crown master and found that I had fallen under Zhang Zhiye's curse, this old man was too vicious! ”

The fat man seemed to understand: "Oh, maybe this old man still has some secrets that he doesn't want you to know, so he thought of such a way." ”

Ai Xiaoluo said: "The crown master deserves to die, she has lived for more than 100 years, her conscience is tormented, and she can't escape in the end!" Good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil! ”

The fat man was even more confused when he heard this: "The crown master is too loyal, kind, and dedicated to the Buddha, what evil can she do?" ”

"Hmph, the crown master has done evil things and left the house halfway, and he has done more than one evil thing...... She has no door and no faction, and she calls herself the best, presumably because she thinks she is full of evil, so she gave this name to atone for her sins! ”