She looked at Li Yichen silently and communicated with him in her heart.

Chu Xinbai: It's your master, right?

Li Yichen: Obviously!

Chu Xinbai: He has always been this virtuous?

Li Yichen: ......

Chu Xinbai: This is the same as my master.

Li Yichen: ......

Chu Xinbai: Sure enough, it is the red who is close to Zhu and the black who is close to the ink.

Li Yichen: ......

Chu Xinbai: I don't know who infected whom.

Li Yichen: ......

The leader of the ruins was confused by their words, and the second monk was confused.

"What are you talking about? What stop the car? What stopped entering the village, old horseman, what did you do to Xiaobaibai behind my back? ”

"......" is the first white.

Little white?

I'm still a little black!

At first Xinbai, there was a bad chill.

Faced with the problem of the long ruins, even Li Yichen was full of doubts.

After coming out of the village and parting ways with Chu Xinbai, he met Mingfu Zhenren on the way back to the old headquarters site.

At that time, he had already asked Master about the seal in the village.

But the answer given to him by Ming Fu Zhenren was also ambiguous, not saying right or wrong, only sighing with emotion The sentence "Fate is irreversible, and the catastrophe cannot be broken in advance".

"It's nothing, you'll know later!" Ming Fu Zhenren made a long dumb riddle at the ruins, then raised his legs and walked towards the exit: "It's not too early, let's go back." ”

"God babble." The ruin muttered dissatisfiedly, raised his head and glared at the spirit puppet: "Don't keep up yet!" ”

The spirit puppet didn't squeak, its speed increased a few points, and it floated silently behind the Ming Fu real person.

Obviously, it is only convinced by the real people of Mingfu, and the ruins are long?

Hehe, who are you?

"Hey...... I'm so grumpy! Feeling despised by the ruin, he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush up to fight.

Chu Xinbai hurriedly grabbed his own comic master, feeling helpless: "What about my mother's spirit? ”

"Oh yes!" When it came to business, the chief of the ruins had to suppress his temper and carefully put the container containing Chu Ma's spirit in Chu Xinbai's hand.

Obviously there wasn't much weight, but Chu Xinbai felt heavy in his hands.

She rubbed the surface of the container with her fingertips and asked as she went, "Now that you have a spirit, what can you use to help it?" ”

"Your mother's most important thing."

"My mother's ......" Chu Xinbai lowered his head and thought about it: "Isn't my mother the most concerned about me?" ”

"It's too!"

"But I'm not a thing!" After Chu Xinbai finished speaking, he felt that it was wrong: "Why do you feel like you're scolding yourself?" ”

The ruin raised his hand and knocked Chu Xinbai's head lightly and heavily: "Are you stupid by the spirit puppet?" ”

"......" spirit golems.

There is a kind of bane, which is called lying down and getting shot!

"Think about it, what is your mother's favorite thing to eat?"

"The tiramisu I made?"

"Yes!"

"What are the steps?"

"Release the spirit first, and then feed the tiramisu while you call your mother, the more touching the tone, the better!"

Chu Xinbai pondered it and kept the key points in mind.

The group walked out of the scripture pavilion, and the surrounding scene changed back to a corner of the temple.

The four of them stood at the door, looking helplessly at the monks gathered in all directions.

It's dense, it's called a water leakage.

Chu Xinbai couldn't help but sigh, there are really many monks here!!

The ruin walked up to the real person of Ming Fu and smoothed his hair: "Why didn't you solve them together when you came over?" ”