Chapter 6: The Ghost Escapes from the Temple
Unexpectedly, this monk who looked so thin had such a strength method, and he really underestimated him.
The catfish spirit didn't want to be entangled any more, at this moment, he was alone in the temple, and his group of shrimp soldiers and crabs were all stopped outside the mountain gate by a group of monks, but they couldn't do anything in this place.
"Eh, old monk Fahai, what are you doing, little demon, I just want to leave, why did you tear me off, I haven't done anything hurtful in my life, do you want to descend me? There's no reason for that. The catfish spirit smiled up.
"Put the White Maiden down." Fahai was expressionless.
"Eh, I didn't expect you, an old monk, to love beauties? Okay, this little lady is dedicated to you, just let me out. The catfish spirit glanced at Bai Suzhen viciously, although the person who didn't want to get it was gone, but thinking that he really couldn't fight Fahai in this temple, he could only let go of the slippery beard that was tightly entangled in Bai Suzhen, not today, there will always be a chance in the future.
Fahai didn't say much, just a trick. He knew that the words of the catfish essence were angry but deliberately disgusted him, and he didn't care. As a high-ranking monk, he couldn't be clearer about the thoughts of the catfish spirit. On the surface, he fell in love with the White Lady, but secretly he coveted Bai Suzhen's true dragon spirit.
Bai Suzhen is incarnated by the dragon's breath in the East China Sea, and she has dragon energy, so she can call the wind and rain. This black dragon general, when he saw Bai Suzhen, he realized that this beautiful banshee was not simple, he himself was just a goblin in the big river at the foot of Jinshan Temple who had not been in the stream for many years, and if he wanted to become an immortal, he had to rely on this true dragon breath.
Seeing that Fahai was no longer in the way, the catfish spirit immediately planned to run away, but as soon as he dodged, he noticed that his stomach was cold, and when he looked down, he saw that a big hole had been cut in his belly, and a person who was not alone gushed out with his stomach.
Bai Suzhen threw the sword, hugged the half-dead Xu Xian, and cried loudly.
"Okay, you Bai Suzhen, you really deceive people too much, today you actually disemboweled me for an ordinary man, okay, you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust." The catfish spirit hurriedly packed up the stomach that was picked up on the ground, put down the cruel words, summoned a wisp of demon wind, and fled with the wind.
Fahai didn't care about him, but leaned down to clear Xu Xian's mouth and nose and gave him a pulse. In recent years, Fahai has been traveling all year round, and it is inevitable that he will bump and suffer from some wind and cold, so he has learned some medical skills, not to mention the rejuvenation of his wonderful hands, and it is still very accurate to see the connections.
"White girl, Master Xu has been trapped for a long time, and his life is about to end." Fahai shook his head and sighed. In fact, when the catfish essence swallowed Xu Xian, he could have stopped it in time, but this calamity is a certainty, and he and Bai Suzhen's calamity are entangled, that is to say, he is not subject to this calamity, this calamity will be on the two of them sooner or later, and the backlash may be more intense. Xu Xian is an ordinary person, this fate should be on him, it is better than it should be on Bai Suzhen, a thousand-year-old demon, otherwise I don't know what else will happen to her. Fahai is a monk after all, and his heart is always filled with the poor masses.
Look at this Bai Suzhen again, she has already cried into a tearful person, the pear blossoms bring rain, Jiao is panting, and the sad cry runs through the entire peach forest, causing the peach blossoms all over the sky to cry out for it.
Just thinking about how to comfort him, another person came to this unpeaceful peach blossom forest.
It was the little monk who gave Fahai the robe that had no heart.
Wuxin obviously didn't understand what was going on here, why Xu Gongzi was already stinky and unconscious, but Bai Suzhen, the snake demon, couldn't stop crying, but as long as the master was here, he would feel that everything was under control.
"Master, your robe has been mended, washed, and dried." Unintentionally went straight to Fahai.
When Fahai saw Wuxin, a strange look flashed on his face, sighed, and took the robe.