Yuan Hui's whole person is now cold and angry, and messy in the wind.

What kind of demon did he encounter?

Come and kidnap it, forget it, it's still so confusing. It's so confusing to tie it, but it can still be crooked!

"Amitabha, Amitabha, Amitabha......"

Yuan Hui felt that he had no way to hold the small universe except for chanting the scriptures now.

Leng Yue didn't care about it, she directly lifted the steps under her feet, and walked towards Yuan Hui step by step.

Chanting is useless.

Your Buddha can't bless you at this time.

Yuan Hui didn't pay attention to Leng Yue because he had been chanting with his head down before, and it wasn't until Leng Yue walked to his side and stopped, Yuan Hui suddenly felt a powerful, invisible momentum, and suppressed him.

Yuan Hui raised her head and looked at Leng Yue's cold eyes again.

And it is precisely because of this that Yuan Hui can clearly see Leng Yue's appearance.

Some details are also connected in my mind.

When she first woke up and saw Leng Yue, Yuan Hui felt that as a man, Leng Yue's figure was a little too thin.

Later, she spoke, although her tone was flat and unwavering, and her voice was not loud, but it still revealed her feminine voice, which belonged only to women.

Now that I look at it up close, my delicate facial features and my cold appearance, Yuan Hui can tell it at once.

"Female benefactor!"

A woman actually stripped an old man's clothes, does she want to be ashamed?

Leng Yue couldn't laugh when she heard Yuan Hui's serious name, with warning and anger.

Why did she have in her mind the picture of Journey to the West, when Tang Seng was caught by goblins.

"Ahh

You are not Tang Seng, and I am not a female goblin, so I defeated those false ones!

Yuan Hui's brain has been spinning rapidly since it was just beginning, and by now, he is almost 100% sure that he has never met Leng Yue before.

Leng Yue is not even a pilgrim of Hokkeji Temple!

So, what kind of grudge is it that you want her to treat herself?

Yuan Hui settled down, pretending to be calm and unbreakable, and lowered her eyes slightly.

"The female benefactor is looking for a poor monk, presumably there must be something important.

But can the benefactor return the clothes to the poor monk first? Although the poor monk is a monk, he also abides by the ethics and morality of men and women who do not kiss each other, and hopes that the female benefactor will be self-respecting! ”

Yuan Hui was bitter, but Leng Yue was unmoved.

"Don't pay it back!"

Yuan Hui: "......"

This woman is sick, right?

Yuan Hui wanted to educate Leng Yue again, but after looking at Leng Yue's expression and eyes, she felt that if she continued to speak, it seemed that she was wasting time and spitting, so she simply didn't say so much.

Crisply, straight to the point.

"In this case, why don't you talk about the purpose of arresting the poor monk?"

Regarding what Yuan Hui said, Leng Yue strongly agreed.

She didn't plan to follow the old monk nonsense anymore.

Is she idle?

Leng Yue calmed down slightly, and then spoke in a cold tone.

"Who do you do things for?"

As soon as a word came out, Yuan Hui's calm expression just now suddenly stiffened.

Even, even the previous shame disappeared in this instant.

Instead, it was full of vigilance and scrutiny of the cold moon.

What is the identity and origin of this woman?

Why do you know your own business?

After a pause, Yuan Hui lowered her head slightly, her eyes seemed to be calm, and she whispered a silent sentence of Amitabha.

The words of the female benefactor were not well understood by the poor monks.

Poor monks practice Buddhism, teach Buddhism, and never do anything for anyone, only for the sake of Buddhism for the benefit of sentient beings. ”

"Don't make any fuss with me."

Leng Yue has always been the most annoying to these crooked chatters, asking him who he does things for, he is good, and he has a bunch of things that he doesn't have.

Thinking about it, Leng Yue's tone was not very good, and her face was even more gloomy.

Rao is a high-ranking monk like Yuanhui who has already seen the "big shot", and at this moment, facing Leng Yue's expression and gaze, he couldn't help but tremble.

This woman ...... Why do you have such sharp eyes?

And what was her reaction just now?

She doesn't look like a woman at all!

Yuan Hui has a sense of powerlessness that she has set up a position to play a set of eighteen palms to descend the dragon, but the other party does not follow the routine, and comes up and directly gives herself a mouthful.

"The female benefactor laughed, what the poor monk said, how is it useless?"

"I'll just ask you who is behind you, do you want to say it? If you say it, you can quickly and quickly slip through it, if you don't say it, you won't say it, what is so much nonsense? ”

If Ye Jiuchen was here, Leng Yue might still be in the mood for a while, but today she was dressed like this, and it was already good luck that she jumped from the third floor and didn't break her legs.

Also stretch the wool!

So for Yuan Hui, naturally there is not so much patience.

Yuan Hui's eyes are still clear, and his expression is also clear, without any cracks.

"What the poor monk can say has already been said."

"Okay!"

Leng Yue seemed to have expected Yuan Hui to react a long time ago, and then nodded.

"Over there, it is the nearest Xiangchan Temple to your Fahua Temple, I went to check it when I came, although this time is not the time to offer incense and pray, but the Xiangchan Temple is still overcrowded.

I'll give you two options now.

Or, you tell me who the hell you're doing things for.

Or, I'll call people over and let everyone come and admire the figure of Master Yuan Hui, the host of Fahua Temple! ”

Although Leng Yue said in a flat tone, Yuan Hui could see that she was definitely not joking.

After all, Leng Yue's process of tying herself up here before, and what deviant things she did next, seemed to make sense.

Thinking that she was stripped naked and tied to a tree, and that she would be visited by countless people, Yuan Hui's old face full of ravines suddenly turned red like a monkey's buttocks.

"You...... Female donor, please respect yourself! ”

"I'm quite self-respecting, so you don't have to bother. To say or not to say? ”

Yuan Hui bit her lip stubbornly.

Although he did not wipe out all his desires, as a monk, his reputation and the future of Hokke Temple were more important than his life.

If Leng Yue really did this, then what kind of face would he have to continue to manage Fahua Temple in the future?

Yuan Hui struggled and struggled in her heart, but Leng Yue didn't have so much patience.

"Three numbers."

Leng Yue opened coldly.

Yuan Hui continued to persuade: "Female donor, in life, there is something to do and something to do. ”

"Three!"

"Why should it be difficult for a female benefactor?"

"Two!"

"There are some things, even if the female benefactor knows, what good will it do you?"

"One!"

Where is there so much nonsense?

Leng Yue turned a deaf ear to Yuan Hui's words, and directly counted down to the last count, then turned around without saying anything and strode in the direction of Xiangchan Temple.

Yuan Hui looked at Leng Yue's back, and finally couldn't help but shout.

"Female benefactor, saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, you are forcing the poor monk to death by doing this!"

Leng Yue's steps paused, turned his head, and looked at Yuan Hui inexplicably.

"You're dead, what does it have to do with me?"

Yuan Hui's deep-set eyes were full of struggling and tangled emotions, and even some fear.

Leng Yue did this, it was even more uncomfortable than letting him die.

And if it is said, it is a death.

Yuan Hui looked at Leng Yue quietly, and suddenly lowered her head.

"Female donor, there are some things, even if you kill the poor monk, the poor monk will never be able to say it.

Since the female benefactor is so hard, the poor monk can only accept his fate. ”

Seeing Yuan Hui's insistent appearance, Leng Yue suddenly didn't understand a little.

Ye Jiuchen's identity, is it so difficult to say?

Why would this old monk rather lose a reputation that is more important than his life, rather than confide in half a word?

Thinking of this, a bold thought suddenly popped up in Leng Yue's heart.

Especially Jiang Tingbai, that dog thing, took such a lot of trouble to attract himself and Ye Jiuchen to Xiliang Kingdom.

There are some things, just step on the horse and be afraid of association.

Therefore, Leng Yue didn't wait for Yuan Hui to answer this time, and directly took the initiative to tell the guess.

"The person behind you shouldn't be the saint of the Xiliang Kingdom today, right?"

Yuan Hui didn't answer, but she raised her head suddenly, looking at Leng Yue's expression in disbelief, but she had already given Leng Yue an answer.

How would she know?

"Who the hell are you?"

Yuan Hui's lips were opened up and down, and finally spit out a few words after a while.

At this time, his gaze at Leng Yue was not just the same as before, but there was a little more fear from within.

Leng Yue already has a complete bottom in her heart.

"Why should I tell you?"

Yuan Hui: "......"

It makes sense, I can't argue with it.

Unceremoniously replied, Leng Yue directly lifted her steps, turned around, and walked in the direction of the mountain.

Yuan Hui was originally stunned by Leng Yue, but suddenly saw that she had already strode away, and suddenly her heart was shocked, and her eyes widened.

"Female benefactor, since you already know, why don't you let go of the poor monk and return the poor monk's clothes?"

Leng Yue's steps didn't even stop.

How can this world be so shameless even as a monk?

I know what's wrong?

I know because I'm smart, I guessed it myself, did you tell me?

You didn't tell me, why did I let you go?

Leng Yue went down the mountain without looking back, and Yuan Hui shouted on the mountain and broke her throat and no one saved her.

Gusts of cold wind whistled by, blowing mercilessly on Yuan Hui's body.

Yuan Hui sneezed one sneeze after another.

Monks, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not.

It's really a horse coin!

……

Leng Yue walked down the mountain with steps that her six relatives did not recognize, and on the way back to Luo Yuxuan, it was already getting late.

She finally knew now why she went back so late when Ye Jiuchen sneaked out last time.

It's so far away, he can't go back early.

The little demon must have been desperate at the time.