"Boom—"

Outside the temple, an inexplicable vibration sounded incessantly, sounding like something was attacking the protective shield wrapped around the temple.

Fang Yan listened quietly with a calm face, and at the same time opened his mouth to ask the Tiger Spirit God who was lying there with an ugly face, "In the world at the bottom of the lake, there are no giant beasts and monsters, right?" ”

"Nope." The Tiger Spirit God affirmed, "It must be that guy." ”

The "guy" that the Tiger Spirit God was talking about, Fang Yan naturally knew who it was, and there was no one else except the middle-aged monk who was supposed to stay on the shore. If Udil had been here, the protective shield outside the temple would have automatically opened to let him in, even though the inheritance he had received was incomplete. Since it is not Udir and there are no animals in the world under the lake, the only possibility is a middle-aged monk.

"Hmph, since you have hit the door, there is no reason why you should not fight." Listening to the constant vibrations, the Tiger Spirit God snorted coldly and was about to get up, but was stopped by Fang Yan who walked in front of her.

Holding his hands in front of his chest, Fang Yan glanced at the Tiger Spirit God lightly: "You are injured or rest here, I'll just go out and have a look." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the Tiger Spirit God to reply, Fang Yan walked straight out, leaving only the Tiger Spirit God who was looking at him with worried eyes.

Walking out of the gate of the temple and looking at the figure outside through the pale protective shield, Fang Yan shouted: "Isn't this a master, what are you doing?" ”

Hearing Fang Yan's words, the middle-aged monk stopped and continued to beat the protective shield, looked at Fang Yan with a peaceful gaze and said, "The poor monk came here just to find someone. ”

"Hmph, the Tiger Spirit God is already dying, and now that she is dying, it is too aggressive for the master to look for her, right? It's not like a monk's style. Fang Yan's tone was full of dissatisfaction. Originally, he had a good impression of the middle-aged monk, but after seeing the ominous black mass of the tiger spirit god's abdomen, he had reservations about the monk - I can't say for sure that he was a great traitor, but it definitely had nothing to do with compassion.

"Tiger Spirit God?" Hearing Fang Yan's words, the monk's face was full of suspicion, "She is actually here?" How could she possibly hold up enough to hide here? ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Fang Yan had already understood that he had made an oolong, and said puzzledly, "Then who are you looking for?" Don't say it's looking for me, I have nothing to do with you. ”

The monk replied, "I have come to Udil." ”

"Udil? Could it be that he has also entered the world under the lake? Fang Yan was stunned and asked rhetorically. He wasn't much surprised to see the middle-aged monk here, because the monk had a lot of grudges against the Tiger Spirit God, and it was normal for him to come down and confirm the death of the Tiger Spirit God. But Udil? Why did he come down?

Fang Yan's question was quickly answered by the monk, and there was no need for him to lie or hide it.

After knowing the answer, Fang Yan's heart couldn't help but be a little moved. Knowing Udil's past experience, Fang Yan could imagine how disgusted and avoided this place by Udil, but he jumped down in order to save himself・・・・・・ at this moment, Fang Yan's favorability towards Udil rose directly from his original friendship to trust.

However, thinking about it in his heart, the matter in front of him had to be explained clearly, Fang Yan spread his hands at the monk outside the protective shield: "I'm sorry, Udir is not here, there are only me and the Tiger Spirit God in the temple." ”

"No way, I've searched all the places I need to look for, and there's no sign of him. In the whole world under the lake, only this could be his hiding place. The monk looked at Fang Yan firmly and said half-threateningly, "Layman, don't use lies to deceive the poor monk." ”

"I said no, he wasn't there, but I didn't blame you." Seeing that the monk was still entangled, Fang Yan said impatiently, "If there is nothing else, please take care of yourself and don't interfere with our rest." ”

Even if Udir was really in the temple, Fang Yan would say such things, Fang Yan just wanted to quickly beat the monk away now, so as not to have too many dreams at night. In Fang Yan's opinion, Udil was either hiding somewhere, or had already returned to the shore, and he didn't know that the monk had rummaged through almost every corner.

Although he didn't know where the monk was going to take Udier, Fang Yan, who recognized Udir as his friend, instinctively didn't want the monk to find Udier. It's a pity that he doesn't have the strength to defend the monks head-on, and Udir is nowhere to be found, so he can only hope that the monks can't find Udir.

However, although Fang Yan's words were quite sincere, the monk still didn't believe his words. Since I have searched all over the world at the bottom of the lake and there is no trace of Udier, because Fang Yan is right in front of him, the possibility of Udir returning to the shore has also been ruled out, and the only result is that Udir is in the temple?

Seeing that Fang Yan still claimed that Udil was not here, the monk's face turned cold: "Since the layman still refuses to tell the truth, then the poor monk can only use some means." ”

"Oh?" The corners of Fang Yan's mouth curled up and hooked a trace of arc, in fact, his heart had turned from impatience to anger, he took a few steps forward and knocked on the protective shield from the inside to make a crisp sound, "Then master, you continue to attack, I want to see if you can break this protective shield." ”

Fang Yan was still very confident in the sturdiness of this protective shield, because according to the Tiger Spirit God, the last time so many people from that mysterious organization gathered together, they couldn't shake it, and now there was only a middle-aged monk alone, how could it be broken?

Fang Yan laughed "hehe", took a few steps back and made a "please" gesture to the monk outside, and then waited to see his joke with his hands on his chest, still with a faint mocking smile on his face.

This smile was not until the middle-aged monk took out something from behind him, and it instantly turned into anger and jealousy.

"Let's make a deal and trade Udir for this little one. How's that, fair enough! The monk was holding a fluffy tiger in both hands, and that familiar appearance made Fang Yan's heart stagnate. Little Tiger didn't react, apparently in a coma, only her chest was still rising and falling to prove that she was still alive.

The monk took a few steps back, and looked at Fang Yan with a look of certainty in his eyes.

"Elsa・・・・・・" Fang Yan silently read out the name of the little tiger, his fists clenched and his nails sunk deep into the flesh, and he laughed angrily, "You have once again refreshed the bottom line of my perception of you!" ”

The monk smiled and put the small thing he was holding behind him: "It doesn't matter if you call me despicable or shameless, I only ask you if you agree." ”

"Udir is indeed not here! I swear! Fang Yan suppressed his anger and shouted in a low voice.

The monk's face remained calm, and he said lightly: "I don't believe it." Unless, you open this shield and let me go in and find it myself. ”

"Humph!" Fang Yan's face was ugly, not to mention that he didn't have the ability to open the protective shield, even if he did, he wouldn't open it. He knew clearly that Udir was not in the temple, and if he dared to open the monks to come in and look for him, he was not sure if the monks would kill him and vent his anger with the Tiger Spirit God. After all, the monk and the Tiger Spirit God were enemies in the first place, and now they have a new grudge against him.

But if you can't hand over Udil and don't open the protective shield, Elsa will be more than lucky.

Looking at the monks' well-groomed expressions outside, Fang Yan's face was extremely struggling, and he breathed hard to force himself to calm down. After a while, Fang Yan's expression returned to calm, and he looked up at the monk outside and said, "Okay, I agree to hand over Udil, but you have to put Elsa in front of me first for me to see before you can determine her authenticity." ”

The monk was unmoved: "You let Udir come out first, and let me see if he is really here." ”

"Grass!" Anger surged up in his heart, causing Fang Yan to scold angrily without hesitation, "It's always been you who keep saying that Udil is here, but now you don't believe it?" ”

The monk smiled lightly: "Every time I encounter this kind of negotiation-like situation, the poor monk always likes to take the initiative, and no matter what, the other party has to give in before he is satisfied. ”

Fang Yan's face was ugly, where did he go to find a Udier and pull it out for the monk to see?

The situation is deadlocked.

"Looks like you don't want to hand over Udil." After a long time, the monk suddenly spoke, calmly taking out the little tiger hidden behind him, "In this case, this little thing is useless." ”

Fang Yan was startled, and hurriedly leaned on the protective shield and shouted outside: "What do you want to do!" ”

"I'll ・・・・・・ it" A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the monk grabbed the back of the tiger's neck with two fingers, and threw it to the right side with a sharp hand, and at the same time threw a sharp wooden thorn into the little tiger in the air, "Return to reincarnation!" ”

Fang Yan's eyes widened.

In the blink of an eye, the protective shield that Fang Yan was lying on suddenly disappeared, and a gust of wind flashed from Fang Yan's side as he fell. In the next moment, a majestic behemoth suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yan's eyes.

Holding the little tiger in his mouth, he glared at the monk, but the tiger spirit god suddenly let go, as if he didn't care about his child and let it fall to the ground. His face was extremely ugly, and the eyes of the Tiger Spirit God flashed with rage, and he slowly spit out the words: "Fake! ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the "little tiger" on the ground flickered, turning into a cloud of waste fur under Fang Yan's eyes.

The monk stood there for a long time, and said with a faint smile: "It is indeed fake, and you also know in your heart that it is ninety percent likely to be fake." But you don't dare bet, do you? ”

"Now, I'm not going to give you a chance to escape."

(ps: The second one will be sent, so that what we owe will be paid off.) o(n_n)o）