After Qingqing's skillful hands and the magic of the golden needle, Shanguang, Li Po and Komatsu's torn clothes were all sewn by Qingqing and could not see traces, and the remaining fabric Qingqing everyone made a short coat, and it was difficult for the fabric to be clear enough.

When Shanguang and the others came back and saw Qingqing's folded new clothes, they all happily took the gowns and gestured on their bodies.

Qingqing euphemistically expressed that they would help Li Haoyang change his clothes, Li Po glanced at Li Haoyang who was lying down, there was an indelible jealousy in his eyes, and he volunteered to help Li Haoyang change his clothes.

Qingqing shyly went out to avoid suspicion.

After a while, Li Po took the changed clothes and put them in the basin in the courtyard, and saw that there was something like an envelope in the inner pocket of the clothes.

Qingqing flipped it out and saw that it was indeed a letter, and on the envelope was cursive writing with a brush, which was as unrecognizable as a ghost drawing.

Li Po was also illiterate, and looked at the envelope curiously to see Qingqing.

Qingqing went to his uncle and asked him if he understood.

Shanguang took it and looked at it: "It should be a letter from the Feng family." ”

Qing Qing was even more suspicious of the extraordinary origins of his uncle and the Li family, in this era, except for the children of large families who could read and write, most of the children of families were illiterate.

Qingqing put the envelope under Li Haoyang's pillow and went to cook a meal.

When it was almost dark, my uncle and brother went to the temple to sleep peacefully, and when they left, they repeatedly told their younger brother that they must protect their sister and go to them quickly. Zenko is not worried about some unscrupulous people.

Under the faint oil lamp, Qingqing and Xiao Song were chatting about some family things, and the self-righteous camel who didn't think of himself as an outsider also entered the house, lying on the side of Li Haoyang's bed, listening to Qingqing and their chat with his eyes closed.

Qingqing knew that he couldn't control the alien creature who thought he was superior, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

In the middle of the night, Qingqing heard a sound in the yard, his heart became nervous, and he hugged the quilt tightly.

"Afraid of what? Isn't there still me? The camel's voice came through her consciousness, which only Qingqing could hear, and she frowned and did not speak, as the footsteps outside were getting closer and closer.

"Sister." Komatsu was awakened by the sound of the door being opened, bolted from the inside, and opened by pushing the bolt open with a knife or a flat tool from the outside.

"Shhhh Qingqing lowered his voice and said to Komatsu, shaking into a ball.

Soon the door was opened, and the fat monk rushed in with a torch, and before he could see where Qingqing was, he was startled by the hairy camel's head that appeared in front of him.

The camel didn't give him any time to react, a hoof kicked the fat monk's stomach, and the fat monk flew out again, and the fat monk who was kicked twice by the same camel twice a day really had a fate with the camel.

After the camel kicked it, he noticed that his hooves hurt, and when he looked up, he saw the fat monk getting up and smiling and patting his stomach, making a metallic sound, it seemed that he had come prepared and had armor and other equipment on his body.

"I'll rub!" The camel directly made its own voice, and the fat monk looked at the foul-mouthed camel in horror, his face full of surprise: Isn't the talking animal a monster? The fat monk turned his head and ran, no matter how powerful he was, he didn't dare to do anything with the monster, so he ran away directly.

Qingqing saw the fat monk who was running away, ran out of bed and quickly bolted the door, and then patted the camel's head.

"Thank you for helping me again." Qingqing looked at the camel sincerely.

"You're welcome, that fat man is as annoying as a bug and noisy me to sleep, I'm helping myself." The camel proudly returned to its place and prepared to sleep.

However, after a while, there was another commotion outside, and Qingqing saw through the crack in the door that many people outside were running over with torches.

"What to do? That's a lot of people! You won't be able to beat it. Qingqing hurriedly held his hands and walked back and forth by the door.

Louter also sensed that the people outside were not good, so he hid again and let the innocent camels come out and take control of the flesh.

Qingqing saw that the camel didn't react and knew that this unrighteous guy was hiding again, so she simply opened the door and walked out without fear.

Xiao Song also followed Qingqing out closely, and he used his small body to block Qingqing and look at the people who surrounded him.

"It's this enchantress, she's carrying a four-like talking monster." The fat monk pointed to Qingqing and said to the warrior monks of the temple holding sticks, Qingqing was much more relieved to see that the sturdy warrior monks looked at her with very clear and clean eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the little girl is the niece of Master Zenko, and she came to her uncle because of something at home. I never thought that this uncle would come over to make trouble during the day and be reprimanded by my uncle. At night, I secretly came to pry the door of the little woman's room, and my brother scolded him. I don't know how Uncle Shi depicted it with your masters when he went back? Qingqing bowed slightly, fortunately, I watched a lot of TV and knew how to salute girls in ancient times. As the saying goes, it's not strange to have many people.

"Senior brothers, don't be fooled by the surface of this demon girl, her heart is dark." The fat monk saw that everyone looked at him with bad faces after listening to Qingqing's words, and he wanted to dump the pot for Qingqing.

"The little girl doesn't want to embarrass the masters, let's go to the temple to check whether I am a demon girl, Buddhism is important, and all demons and monsters cannot hide the prototype." Qingqing was afraid that they would involve Li Haoyang, so he wanted to get them all away first.

"Don't bother the gods of the temple, right? The poor monk suggested that she be driven to the back mountain, as long as she was not here to charm everyone. The fat monk blinked his little eyes and tried to prevent Qingqing from going to the temple, if the host knew about it, he would definitely be punished heavily.

"I think this girl's suggestion is good, we monks can't wronged a good person, and we can't let go of a demon, since the girl proposed it, we will respect it and take it away!" The leader of a warrior monk is tall and big, but there is an upright light in his eyes, he is the master of Shiyan, the senior brother of the warrior monks.

Qingqing glanced at Master Shi Yan gratefully, and took his younger brother's hand and walked out of the separated crowd.

"Wait, there's a monster in the house." The fat monk was screaming anxiously in the back, but no one paid attention to him, and he didn't dare to go in himself, so he had to follow the back of the team stupidly.

was noisy by this group of people, but the host woke up, and Shanguang and Li Po also rushed over.

Daxiong Treasure Hall, Qingqing stood calmly, looking at the tall and majestic Buddha statue in front of him with innocent eyes, the host was speechless in his fifties, medium stature, no beard, and the six round ring scars on his smooth head were already very light.

"Then there is no Amitabha!" The host recited a sentence to the Buddha, and then looked at Qingqing.

"In the important place of Buddhism, women are generally not allowed to enter this hall except for incense days." Although the host's voice was faint, his expression was very serious, and his eyes were looking at the fat monk.

"Uncle host, you have to believe me, she is really a demon girl!" The fat monk suddenly knelt on the ground and hugged the host's feet and cried.

Qingqing is very strange, where is this fat monk playing?

"Good, you're really at the end. If it weren't for the fact that your master was once kind to this monastery, you would have been expelled from this monastery a long time ago. The host shook his head with hatred of iron not being made of steel.

"Uncle Shi, don't drive me away, I don't dare next time, I will definitely change." The fat monk said with a handful of snot and tears, and the host turned around and didn't want to look at him.