Wen Yan put the little fox on his left shoulder, patted the slightly vibrating staff with his right hand, and walked among the jungle with the staff.

Gu Que subconsciously stretched out his sharp little claws and grabbed Wen Yan's clothes tightly, and the hair that had just been warmed by Wen Yan was smoothed by the night breeze. The long fox's tail wagged uncontrollably and wrapped itself around Wen Yan's neck, but the tip of the tail deliberately kept a distance from the staff.

"Let's go, little fox, the little monk will take you to see the big scene."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and smiled wickedly, his lips gently touched the little fox's ears, and the soft velvet was so soft that his heart, which had calmed him for many years, suddenly beat with vitality.

Feeling the tip of his ear, Gu Li subconsciously shook his ear, raised his little head and looked at the waves that suddenly rose under Wen Yan's eyes.

"Squeak!?"

What kind of fuss are you smoking?! I didn't mess with you! Why are you looking at me with such a roasted fox look?!

Gu Oak blinked his eyes and tentatively rubbed his little head against Wen Yan's neck.

No! It's not her!

Xiaobai, who has long hair in the squatting space: I feel that this situation is a little familiar!

The dogleg who secretly holds two antennas: Hahahahaha-

Wen Yan seemed to be pleased, his eyes were calm again, and he scratched the little fox's neck hair with a smile. The touch of his hands was soft and gentle, and he regretted why he didn't find a fox to raise and play with earlier.

The smile disappeared in a moment. When he saw the demonic tower under the moonlight, Wen Yan's staff suddenly shook rapidly, and a stream of Buddha light overflowed from the staff and jumped to the tower. And Wen Xi has become the young god of killing who came out of hell again.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

The closer you get to the tower, the more you can hear all kinds of strange screams and biting sounds. The entire tower is covered with demon qi and blood qi, no wonder it should be called a demon tower.

"Little fox, do you know the name of this tower?"

Wen Yan was surging with blood in his eyes, and his eyes were like sharp arrows and frost.

The ancient oak wrapped its tail tightly around Wen Yan, and the fox's eyes quietly rolled over a white ball.

Isn't it a demon tower!

"Heh, it has a nice name, it's called the Demon Tower. Today, the little monk will let you see what the demon tower is! ”

Before the words fell, Wen Xi raised his hand and withdrew his staff, and quickly swept into the tower door that had opened a crack.

As soon as she touched the crack in the door, Gu Oak felt a suffocating stench coming to her face, so smoke that she almost let go of her paws and fainted.

The devil wants to see this tower! She's going out!

It's a stinky fox!

Without waiting for Gu Oak to slow down, Wen Yan raised his staff and fell, and cut off the two tiger demons that rushed in front of him.

I don't count how many layers of ancient oaks there are in the whole tower, but I know that when she couldn't stand it anymore, the killing god next to her finally stopped the killing intent and took her out of the tower.

Smelling the air fresher than inside the tower, Gu Oak couldn't help but jump off Wen Yan's shoulder. The little one directly spit out all the undigested mountain fruits eaten during the day, until the pantothenic acid in his mouth, and then ran away and lay down in the grass step by step.

Gu Li's divine sense hurriedly took advantage of this gap to enter the space and beat the dog's legs fatly, confiscating the two antennas.

Dogleg: It's well hidden! How did it get discovered? It's not scientific!

Xiaobai: It's amazing, the dogleg actually carried it behind its back to make small moves!

The more Xiaobai thought about it, the more wrong it became, he checked the dog's legs and found nothing, so he simply slapped the dog's legs with his little paws.

Running dog:......

Secretly hiding the root antenna, is it easy?!

Wen Yan hugged the little fox lying on the corpse with some disgust, but the palm-sized body had a tail twice as long as the body.

"Why is it so useless?"

As he spoke, Wen Yan pinched the little fox's weakly drooping ears, with a wisp of inexplicable distress in his eyes.

"Little fox, don't die. If you dare to die, the little monk will break the vows. ”

Bah! If you die, I won't die, and the little fox is not so easy to die!

"Hmm...... But I really want to know what fox meat tastes like......"

Hearing this, Gu Oak immediately turned his head and grinned and threatened, and in the eyes of the grapes, there was a clean smile of the young monk.

"Let's go, the little monk will take you back to the meditation room to rest."

Hum! Fake monk!

Gu Oak proudly turned his head away and didn't look at him. The nose shrugged and shrugged, and the whole little head was buried in the tail.

-

In the early morning, the rooster crows on time, and the bells and drums in the temple also reach all corners of the empty mountain on time.

In the abbot's courtyard, the abbot and the empty dust sat around the futon. The abbot looked at the empty and empty dust with a sad face, touched his gray beard, and sighed.

"Alas, it's empty, it's empty, the reason why I called you two here for the teacher today, I think you should also understand. Yesterday, when Wen Huan came to return the staff for the teacher, guess what he saw for the teacher? ”

Kongchen still had an old face, shaking his head slightly to show that he didn't know. Empty frowned, and asked with a little uncertainty: "But the star appeared?" ”

"Exactly."

Jingting suddenly appeared at the gate of the temple when he was three years old, when the abbot happened to have something to go out of the mountain, and he saw a little doll sleeping at the door. woke up and asked him if he had parents and relatives, but he didn't know anything, only that his name was Wen Yan.

The abbot saw that he had a lot of wisdom, and his heart relented for a while, and he accepted him as a closed disciple and gave him the Dharma name Jingting.

Originally, he hoped that the little disciple would inherit his mantle in the future. Unexpectedly, one night when Jing Ting was six years old, a second powerful personality appeared, which is now Wen Yan.

Wen wanton acted according to his mood, and even the abbot, who was his master, could not completely restrain him. Because of the opposite personality of Jingting's two personalities, he offered to give him an order. The hexagram is a great omen, and there is a wisp of change hidden in the evil image, and the turn is all on a life star in the future.

Now that the natal star has appeared, the astrolabe is also moving according to its original trajectory, and no one knows what the future holds.

"Master, that Jingting junior brother, how is it now?"

Although the empty dust is less contact after the Jingting Pavilion does not leave the Zen Temple, the care between the brothers and sisters is not weaker than before. Especially the little junior brother of Jingting is the one they regard as their own children, and after knowing the unpredictability of Jingting's future, they have been thinking of a way.

The abbot stroked his beard and sighed, "There is still a way." What the old man means is that if he is released from the mountain, there is a fateful star, and maybe he can find a way to resolve the omen of the great evil. ”

Hearing this, Kongchen asked worriedly: "If Jingting is out of the mountain, the Dharma in the temple cannot be blessed......"

The abbot waved his hand, his face mixed with mixed feelings.

"You don't know that Jingting's Buddhism can't catch up with the teacher now. But in the same way, the ferocity on the other side of him can't be suppressed even by the staff. ”

The final word was made: "Then let Senior Brother Jingting go down the mountain." It's just that the junior brother has never gone down the mountain, and the outside is not as good as the temple, so I'm afraid I can't adapt to it. ”

"Alas......"

The more he talked about this, the more worried the abbot became, and finally he could only close his eyes helplessly and sigh.

"That's it."

Outside the window, under the corner of the wall, the little fox lay quietly in the grass, and waited for the conversation in the house to end, and then flicked his tail and left.

Flick your tail without taking a single weed with you.