Monk Wuhong couldn't help but have some doubts about the origin of this girl, and some hesitation, after all, there is a rule and precept that is not close to women, if he carries the other party down the mountain......

But now it's a critical juncture, and the thunder overhead is ready to go again, if I delay it any longer, I'm afraid this girl will really die!

"Human life matters!"

He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and quickly bent down to pick him up.

Feeling the wonderful touch of the palm of his hand, he quickly looked away, silently recited the Buddhist scriptures in his heart to stabilize his mind, and then ran down the mountain desperately, striving to find a glimmer of life!

It's just a little strange that when he ran a certain distance, he suddenly realized that there was no thunder falling, and subconsciously looked back, but unexpectedly found that the thunder and lightning that had been ready to go disappeared without a trace at this time.

Instead, it was pouring rain, and the bean-sized raindrops fell and smashed on the branches and leaves of the trees next to him, and he was instantly wet like a chicken in soup. Holding this girl in both hands, and carrying a bamboo basket behind his back, he can't hold an umbrella with his teeth......

"Alas......"

He let out a long sigh of helplessness and ran as hard as he could down the hill.

But what he didn't know was that Du Bai, who was flying in the sky behind him, watched him run farther and farther away with the girl in his arms with a shocked face, and forgot to follow for a while.

"Little fairy......?"

That's right, the girl who was hit by lightning repeatedly and was very unlucky in the eyes of the monk just now was the little fairy before, and the immortal who was infused with relics to obsession.

However, he never dreamed that the other party would appear in such an unbelievable way!

"What the hell is going on?"

He frowned slowly, his gaze more solemn than ever.

Shouldn't immortals have invincible supernatural powers, but also control all things in the world? Putting aside the scientific view that there is no reliability in this world, according to some myths and legends, the heavenly thunder should also be in the hands of the immortals.

However, at this moment, Du Bai was shocked.

The other party was not only constantly bombarded by this thunder, but also seemed to be seriously injured and in a state of unconsciousness!

"This guy...... Is it really an immortal? ”

Du Bai couldn't help but be suspicious.

Can the immortals be so weak? It was indeed unexpected.

However, there is another possibility, that is, the other party's power has lost control, or it has been seriously injured before this, so it will become the miserable state it is now.

"Sure enough...... Did the Immortal Buddha already have a problem at this time? Du Bai thoughtfully raised his head and looked at the black dark clouds, as if to penetrate the immortal realm where the immortals at the top lived.

He had the urge to go up and see for himself what was going on, but that wasn't realistic at the moment.

The fairy world is not really above the clouds, otherwise it would have been discovered a long time ago. It should be in a state similar to the special secret realm of the little fairy before, and it is even many times larger, and the prohibition is more strict, and it is a mysterious place where even the Dragon King cannot find the entrance.

Maybe there will be some clues if you can spy on more memories of the immortal Buddha in the future, but for now, you can only give up.

Thinking of this, he shifted his gaze back to the monk who was constantly staggering forward in the rain.

"The main lord has finally appeared, so I can justifiably take a look at what is the difference between this so-called immortal and mortal......

……

"Shhh

As the remaining half of the candle was lit, the small, old room began to light up. Monk Wuhong put away the fire fold again, looked out the window and saw the heavy rain that had never become smaller, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

Fortunately, I met this small thatched hut that seemed to have been built halfway up the mountain by those hunters in order to rest and shelter from the rain, and fortunately I happened to have a fire fold on my body and was not wet, otherwise this night may be a little difficult.

Such a heavy rain really had to run back, even if he was young and strong enough to endure at most he was infected with some wind and cold, but the poor girl was already injured, and I am afraid it was unknown whether she could survive tonight.

"Hmm......"

A low groan with a slight pain sounded behind him. He was stunned, looked back, and found that the girl had slowly woken up, and there was some pain in her face, as if the previous injury was still attacking.

She slowly opened her eyes, and with a slight distraction, her gaze swept over the somewhat unfamiliar and terrible surroundings around her, and finally landed on the young monk who was in the same room with her.

is not as shy or uneasy as ordinary ladies, but tilts his head slightly, as if seriously thinking about his current situation.

"Are you awake?"

Monk Wuhong said softly, keeping a safe distance from her. He also understands that normally this kind of night in which a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, and even the slightest action will cause the other party to be uneasy, so he simply stays away.

"Here?" She nodded slightly, slightly opened her lips, and asked in a low voice.

Monk Wuhong told her all the ins and outs of the matter, without the slightest concealment, including the fact that he had to carry her down the mountain in order to save people, and some unavoidable contact in order to bandage her wounds.

“…… But please rest assured that the little monk abides by the rules and precepts, and will never overstep the girl! He puffed out his chest and said with a clear conscience.

"Well, thank you......" She nodded again, as if she didn't doubt what he meant, and then lowered her head slightly, as if recalling what had happened before, pursed her lips tightly, her complexion changed slightly, but she didn't know what the other party was thinking.

There was only silence left in this room for a while, only the subtle sound of "crackling" made by Monk Wuhong when he slowly lit the firewood, accompanied by the sound of pouring rain from the window, but there was an unexpected quiet and peaceful atmosphere.

Du Bai, on the other hand, had been sitting cross-legged in mid-air, carefully observing the various subtle movements of this little fairy.

But it's a pity that the other party I've seen so far hasn't found anything unusual about the other party except for the excessive indifference that is different from ordinary people.

There is not even a little bit of fairy energy, as if he is really just an ordinary mortal, at most he is just good-looking.

Obviously, the other party will not know that someone can spy on her performance from the fragments of memory, so there is no reason to deliberately hide it.

That's a little weird......

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