"Brother" Qing'er saw that her brother in front of her suddenly stopped talking, and then hesitated for a while, thinking about whether it was because she said the wrong thing.

"Qing'er, your father asked you to come" The young man asked Qing'er again, he asked in an uncertain tone, there is a time limit for coming to this place again, you can only come on the ninth day of every month, unless you get the consent of the high priest, you can not enter outside the specified time.

The holy water here is also spiritual water, which is a necessity needed by alchemists from all countries, and it is indispensable, otherwise the effect of the refined elixir will be greatly weakened, or even useless.

Holy water occupies a very high position in various countries, and they exchange their financial resources for holy water, and exchange their low voices for the supply of eternal holy water of the Spirit Clan.

"It was my father who asked me to come to you, and my father said, you have something to look for me, let me come to your side as soon as possible." Qing'er told the truth, blinking at the young man in front of her, she raised her head and noticed one thing, why her brother's hair was gone

The bare head, like a little monk, almost dotted a few black dots on it.

My brother shaved his head and didn't want to become a monk

Qing'er's heart has begun to think about it, and the more she thinks about it, the more outrageous it becomes, and she also thinks that he will cut his hair as a nun, purify all sentient beings, and be happy from suffering.

"Qing'er, why do you look at me like this, is there anything strange about me?"

"Brother, why is your hair gone, are you hiding something from me?"

"What's the matter" The young man was completely confused, what was she talking about, what was he hiding from her, how could he not know.

"You went behind my back to become a monk." Qing'er was very angry and stuck in her waist and kicked at Jair, the master was at fault, and this beast was also at fault, so he carried her behind her back and abducted her brother to run away from home to become a monk.

"How do you say this?"

"Look at it, you have bare hair, you are carrying Buddhist beads in your hands, wearing plain clothes, when you used to play, you were all barbecued and eaten, why are you not roasted now, you are not a monk, what are you doing" Qing'er said in an orderly manner, while saying that, he took away the young man's Buddha beads in a hurry, he actually wanted to be a monk, who would play with him after he left.

The people of the clan, they don't like to be close to themselves, because they have ominous signs, their father is a person of sacrifice, he can tell fortunes through the heavens, but this has a price, the congregation betrays their relatives, and will transfer the price of sacrifice to their descendants, that is, their own body, the closer they are to themselves, the better the relationship with them, the more unlucky they will become, and even die suddenly.

"This is an accident, you still have to ask Jairus about the specific situation, he knows best, I don't want to talk about this topic, I'm afraid I can't help but beat Jairus again."

"Jairus" Qing'er frowned, and then glanced at Jairus who was lying on her stomach and closed her eyes to recuperate, when Jairus opened her eyes, her eyes were erratic, dodging and dodging, Qing'er thought about it for a while, and felt that this matter must be related to Jairus.

Qing'er was very direct, and when she saw Jair's eyes closed again and began to pretend to sleep to avoid her own gaze, Qing'er kicked Jair's back.

This kick was hateful, and kicked the jairus that was about to fall asleep to wake up.

"Dare to pretend to be asleep for me, and explain to me the ins and outs of this matter, otherwise you won't see a spirit fruit again in the future."

"Oh, hey, my fault, my little sister, the master's hair is lost because of me, the master never thought of being a monk at all, really, it's true."