"He was a god and demon on the Yellow River a long time ago, omnipotent, and his means reached the sky, and it seemed that the entire Yellow River was under his control. There are also wild history rumors that the "Book of the Dead" was created by him, and he can still be the river god of the Yellow River. "

"Fart!"

The Grimace Bodhisattva knew who Dugu Qitian was, remembered some of his past, and immediately couldn't help but express it with emotion.

As a result, what no one expected was that Xiao Jiu immediately scolded him.

Not only does it not match her style all along, but it also seems a little excited. It seems that the words of the Grimace Bodhisattva are missing, which makes her very angry.

When the Grimace Bodhisattva heard Xiao Jiu's words, he also felt the anger in it, and immediately closed his mouth, not daring to be the slightest dissatisfied.

Xiao Jiu asked it to call it "brother and sister", but it was all for my sake.

If it weren't for me, Xiao Jiu wouldn't have looked at a character like the Grimace Bodhisattva.

And the Grimace Bodhisattva is also very self-aware, after hearing Xiao Jiu's words, he glanced at her, and then hurriedly lowered his head and apologized: "Brother and sister... No, no... Senior, did I say something wrong? "

"These things about Dugu Qitian. I also read it from an ancient book of wild history, and I read it as a story at that time, and I didn't remember it in my heart, so it may be that I did remember something wrong. Please don't be angry, tell me what went wrong, I will remember it. And correct. "

Xiao Jiu still didn't speak.

I have a good relationship with the Ghost Face Bodhisattva, so naturally I can't let it be so embarrassing, after all, this guy didn't say much, and when I think about what he said, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.

He patted the grimace Bodhisattva and signaled that it didn't need to be nervous.

He asked Xiao Jiu softly: "Xiao Jiu, the monk didn't mean to say anything, don't be angry with it, just say anything, we are not outsiders." "

The expression on Xiao Jiu's face did not change, but for the sake of my face, he still opened his mouth to explain the reason.

"Dugu Qitian, I don't deny his strength, but compared with the river god of the Yellow River, he is far behind, and he doesn't even have a qualification!"

Hearing this, we understood that Xiao Jiu was angry at the words of the river god of the Yellow River.

It seems that the river god of the Yellow River is of great significance in Xiao Jiu's heart.

Strange to say, I've had this doubt before. The Yellow River has existed for such a long time, whether it is the flow or the vastness, it is extremely rare, the tributaries of this big river have river gods, why the mainstream Yellow River has not had any river gods.

Xiao Jiu must know the reason.

I took the opportunity to say: "The monk is also from the perspective of wild history, not to offend the river god of the Yellow River. However, I have never heard of the Yellow River God. "

"I don't want to talk about it, and you can't know it now, so I'll tell you later." Xiao Jiu said.

This matter can only be passed like this.

Xiao Jiu didn't pursue the Grimace Bodhisattva, and the Grimace Bodhisattva was also honest. I began to pay close attention to my words, for fear that I would say something wrong.

The matter of Zhan Xiao has been asked, and the rest is the matter of the Grimace Bodhisattva.

With the episode just now, the Grimace Bodhisattva didn't dare to say it himself, so I simply said it for him.

"The monk wanted to find the golden body of a Guanyin Buddha statue, which may have been lost in a corner of the Yellow River, and its two eyes came from that golden body."

Xiao Jiu had already promised to help the Grimace Bodhisattva before, and he didn't have any opinions about the Grimace Bodhisattva because of the episode just now.

She looked at the grimace bodhisattva and observed it in an eyeless state for a while, her fingers pinching and calculating, as if she were an old fortune teller on the street.

Soon, she asked, "You didn't open your eyes?!" "

The Grimace Bodhisattva was shocked, and immediately shouted: "Senior, good eyesight, these eyes have always helped me to cultivate and attain the Dao, and let me have abnormal abilities. But I have also understood it for more than a thousand years, until not long ago in the Weihe River, the Nine Dragons coffin appeared. I looked at it with these eyes, but I didn't get the truth, and it dawned on me that these eyes had not yet opened. You can see it at once, it's really powerful. "

The Grimace Bodhisattva has not mentioned anything about opening the eyes, and it seems that it is also hidden.

Xiao Jiu shook his head and said, "That's not right." "

"Actually, you should be glad that the power contained in these eyes is not something you can bear, if you have opened your eyes in the first place. There will be no more of you, these eyes can kill you. The matter of the coffin in Kowloon is even more fortunate. Not to mention that it's just this pair of eyes, even if the owner of the eyes is there in person, facing the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, and wanting to fight against the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, it is just a mantis arm as a car. "

Hearing Xiao Jiu's words, the Grimace Bodhisattva pondered for a moment, and then became the same as Zhan Xiao just now, and respectfully bowed ninety degrees.

"Thank you for your advice." It's not called "brother and sister" anymore.

Then, Xiao Jiu said again: "To tell you the truth, the golden body you are looking for, I do know where it is through my special memory, but I can't tell you now." But one day, you will definitely be able to come across it, and it will be up to you whether it will be a blessing or a curse. "

The Grimace didn't get the answer he wanted, but he knew a lot of things he didn't know.

But he understands his situation, and he knows that he must be cautious next, which is already a great gain for him.

In addition, Xiao Jiu also said that it will definitely find the golden body in the future. So don't force it, just let it be.

Although this grimace Bodhisattva is a flower monk, after all, he has studied Buddhism, and he will not fail to see it, and since he has such hope, he accepts it very happily. And will wait for that day to come.

"I see, thank you senior." The Grimace Bodhisattva thanked again.

Xiao Jiu said: "Don't thank me, I have already heard Ping An Lang say that the Qi drunkard gave you that fixed crystal stone, and you have been protecting him during this time, so this information, even if I return it to you." "

"In addition, in the future, I want you to protect him all the way, until his Taoism can surpass you and no longer need your protection. In return, I'll use that fixed crystal stone to open another look for you. "

She finished speaking. With a wave of his hand, the crystal stone that was treasured by the Grimace Bodhisattva flew out by itself.

The fixed crystal stone swirled in mid-air.

Xiao Jiu's hands danced, playing a set of tricks, and then he held the index finger of his right hand, urging a huge force to force out a drop of blood from his fingertips.