When Abbot Huikong fell to the ground, his eyes kept looking in one direction - that was the top of the wall where Qingyuan was hiding.

He watched Qingyuan grow up day by day, from learning to walk to talking to being able to run and jump, he accompanied him.

Even after Qingyuan was five years old, Huikong no longer accompanied him, but the old man still secretly paid attention to Qingyuan.

His entire growth process, Huikong saw in his eyes.

But that glance just now was the last look in this life.

Qing Yuan only felt that his heart at this time seemed to be crushed, and the fishy blood poured into his mouth, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit, which was even more uncomfortable than death.

He pursed his lips and lowered his head to look at the corpses that were strewn in the empty courtyard and the Ankokuji Temple, which had been burned by the flames, and a crystal tear fell silently, hitting the green tile.

But now, instead of being sad, he has to flee here! Leave with the wooden box that you bought with the lives of all the monks of Ankokuji Temple!

Qingyuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, carefully jumped down from the wide wall, and after his feet landed, he hugged the wooden box in his arms tightly with both hands, for fear that it would make a mistake.

Immediately, he strode up his legs and ran down the mountain, but a fatal accident suddenly occurred!

Because of the dark sky, Qing Yuan accidentally kicked a boulder and fell hard, and his elbows and knees were blurred with blood.

But Qingyuan didn't have time to cry out in pain, and he couldn't stop to rest, he stood up tremblingly, picked up his steps and limped away.

However, the movement just now was heard by a woman with five senses in the temple, "There is movement outside!" Come out with me! Before she could finish her sentence, she landed lightly on her feet, flew into the air, and leaped towards the wall.

Hearing the sound, those black-clothed people followed closely behind, some broke the door and rushed out, and some overturned the wall, using their own housekeeping skills.

Among them, it is not difficult to see that this group of gangsters is extremely agile, and it is a trivial matter to catch up with Shangqingyuan.

Qing Yuan, who was running in front, also felt the arrival of the crisis, he glanced sideways slightly, and saw a red dress following behind him, chasing after him.

Seeing this, Qingyuan ran even harder, only to feel the pain on his body anymore, but in his heart, he was in a mess.

Oh no, it's the gangsters, they're catching up! What am I going to do......

Qingyuan, who grew up in a stable place, has never experienced any strong winds and waves since he was a child, and in the face of this sudden difficulty, he was clueless for a while.

He had to run desperately, like a rushing river, only in this way could there be a trace of life.

But God likes to oppose him, not only cut off his way, but also chased by those behind him.

At this time, he was like a weak white rabbit, surrounded by a group of hungry wolves, who waited for the first wolf's order to come forward and bite him and tear him to pieces.

"His grandmother's, no wonder we searched the entire Anguo Temple, and even the ancient pagoda searched all over but couldn't find anything, and the old bald donkey gave you something!"

The black-clothed man known as "Shadow" smirked and walked towards Qingyuan, speaking foul words as he waved the knife stained with the blood of the monks of Ankokuji Temple.

But at this time, the woman opened her mouth, "Shadow, stand down!" Although she is a woman, her cold voice is full of irrefutable strength.

"Yes, young master." No matter how arrogant the shadow was, he didn't dare to disobey her orders.

"I know you have what we want." The woman paced and slowly approached Qingyuan, "As long as you hand it over, we will let you live." ”

Her words are said to be bargaining chips for trading with Qingyuan, and it is better to say that the order is accurate.

From beginning to end, Qingyuan never looked back, and always turned his back to them, because he didn't want to see their ugly faces, which would only make him more angry!

At present, Qingyuan has no way to retreat, in front of him is the cliff slapped by the tide sea, and in the back is the gangsters who destroyed his entire temple.

But he did not hesitate and decisively chose the former. Rather than being stabbed by it, it is better to be brave, to break myself, and to take this wooden box and fall into the deep sea together.

Before the woman behind her could react, Qingyuan rushed forward with an arrow, struggled to jump, and jumped off the cliff.

He was unexpectedly resolute, and the crowd behind him couldn't help but be dumbfounded, as if what was waiting for him was not death, but another new life.

"Boom-" After only a few seconds, an absolutely resounding sound of entering the water echoed across the vast sea, and the stirring splash was the last symbol of his life.

"Oh no, this little monk jumped off a cliff!" The shadow stepped forward to take a look, and saw that the steep cliff was unfathomable, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly retracted his feet for a while, "Young master, jump down from here...... Surely death! ”

Falling into the water from such a high place, let alone a thin monk with flesh and blood, even a person like them with strong martial arts would not be able to escape death.

"People are dead, things are still there, go down and search them." There was still no superfluous expression on the woman's face, as if she was born without joy, anger and sorrow.

She walked to the side of her own, the howling sea wind blowing fiercely at the corners of her dark red clothes, and at the same time blowing her hair tied up high, but it could not bend her spine, she remained strong.

Immediately after, her subordinates followed closely behind her, and in a short time, they disappeared completely.

The White Eagle Mountain returned to silence, the clouds and mist that blocked the moon gradually dissipated, and the manic gale at the cliff was no longer presumptuous.

Even the vast sea that swallowed Qingyuan stopped the hustle and bustle. The rolling waves fell asleep, letting the moonlight shine all around it.

And the little monk who gradually sank to the bottom of the sea kept holding the wooden box in his arms tightly, and he regarded this thing as more important than his life.

At this time, in the marriage pavilion on the nine clouds, the immortal drinking the elixir was witnessing all this with a flower language mirror.

"The little monk is a person with a strong personality." Yue Lao Fu wiped away the wine that overflowed from the corners of his mouth, waved his hands, withdrew the flower language mirror into his sleeve, and turned his body to the right side, and got off Xiao Tengyun.

After missing this heavy burden, Xiao Tengyun could finally relax for a while, but just as it breathed a sigh of relief, the old urchin opened his mouth again.

"Xiao Tengyun, rest obediently, and I'll take you to a good place later."

Fu Jin made a grimace at Xiao Tengyun informally, and then walked in the direction of Yueji Garden, he was really an old man.

The Moon Season Garden is a forbidden place in the Heavenly Realm, and it is a place where the Jade Emperor cannot enter, and within the Six Realms that can enter and exit freely in the Moon Season Garden, there is only one Moon Elder Fu Jin.

The flowers planted in the garden are not as ordinary as ornamental flowers, but the self-affection of the immortals.

As for why it was decided, each immortal's reason is different, for example, the goose yellow moon season watered by Yue Lao at this time was his best friend Taishang Laojun.

Laojun Li Er was originally a mortal person, but because of his countless good deeds during his lifetime, he created a way to educate the people of the world, and after the death of the immortal, he was able to cross the heavenly realm and become an immortal.

And mortals who have attained the Tao and ascended to immortals are equivalent to obtaining a new round of rebirth, so as to sprout a new marriage line, whether to cut off their love threads depends on the immortals themselves.

Lao Jun, who has long looked down on the rights and wrongs of Hongchen, chose to break this line, and from then on, he was ruthless and loveless.

"You're the best flower, it's a pity that the guy doesn't want you." Fu Jin bent down and stroked its petals, "That's why he doesn't understand my mind." ”

After the words were closed, he walked to the deepest part of the park, and with a wave of his hand, two things were revealed—Wei Weide's silver bell and Qi Weinan's soul bell.

Fu Jin carefully took out the two objects suspended in the air, and looked at the shining gold and silver lines in them.

"Senior sister, your love thread, Fujin has found two strands." He muttered to himself, and his words were all tender.

Then, he put the things back down, smiled indifferently at them, and walked out of the Yueji Garden quickly.

After all, there is still a little monk in the mortal sea, waiting for him, and if he goes late, I am afraid that he will become a snack for the sea beast.

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