The man in white was dressed in monk's clothes, he should be a monk, but the color of his robe was really special. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info saw the monk Fei step forward and grab the yellow skin that came through. Obviously, the weasel came through to attack the monk, but he didn't expect to fall into the monk's arms, and he wanted to escape, but he was in no hurry. It was held in the palm of the monk's hand and screamed "ah", which was clearly a scream made by a person in pain. The monk ignored it and flew to pick up something from the ground. He put the picked up thing around the neck of the yellow skin, and threw the yellow skin on the ground. As if caught in a clip, the yellow skin lay on the ground with its fur undulating, gasping for breath.

The monk walked over, folded his hands and recited a sentence, Amitabha, smiled and said to us, "A few little donors are okay?"

"Thank you, Master, for coming to the rescue. It was just that, chasing us? Seeing this, Sedum hurriedly got up and thanked him.

"This yellow skin has cultivated into refinement, and there are some Taoist practices, it lies in the body of the snowman and uses mana to control the snowman, so as not to let the snowman scatter its appearance and run to play tricks on people." The monk said with a smile.

"Okay, you're scaring us." At this time, Xiaolong heard the clue, and said that he raised his feet and trembled to trample the yellow skin to death.

"Amitabha, good and good, the donor has a cause and effect in everything, don't kill." Hearing the monk say this, I hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Xiaolong's arm to prevent his feet from falling.

The monk smiled and said, "This benefactor is quite compassionate. As he spoke, he picked up the yellow skin on the ground, which seemed to be dying. Donor, I see that you have a relationship with my Buddha, so I will leave this yellow skin to you to deal with. However, remember not to remove the beads from its neck, no matter how clever it is. Otherwise, there will be trouble. ”

Sedum said, "Can it speak? No way! ”

The monk smiled but did not answer. One turned, and quickly disappeared from our sight......

We were all terrified by the snowman just now. There was no interest in playing together, so they went home separately. I looked at the yellow skin in my hand, and I didn't know what to do with it. I'm still a little scared of it. I wanted to throw it in the snow, but it looked like it was already dying, and it would not freeze to death. That's how to deal with it.

"If you let me go, I'll repay you." Huang Pizi spoke. I shuddered at the sudden sound of the voice and threw it right on the rock. It was also grinned by my throw. I wanted to run home. But just then it spoke again, "Let me go, or I'll die." ”

"You talk nonsense, you know how to spell. How can you die so easily?! ”

"Really, I didn't lie to you," Huang Pizi said anxiously, "The old monk told you that he wouldn't let you take down his broken Buddha beads, and that you would release me, that's nonsense." If I don't take the beads, I will be devoured to death in a short time. ”

"You don't lie to me, you were going to kill us just now. If it weren't for the monk's rescue, we might have been eaten by you. ”

Huang Pizi smiled bitterly: "That monk also said, how could I eat you." I saw you building snowmen, they teased you, the holy birds laughed at you, and I didn't hold back and tried to tease you. ”

"Holy Bird, what Holy Bird?" I asked.

Maybe his life was really threatened by that string of Buddhist beads. Huang Pizi was anxious, and he didn't listen to what I was saying, and said vigorously:

"How could I hurt you? You Shangguan family, your grandfather's grandfather is my believer. I protected your ancestors for several generations, and finally your grandfather was half angry to death. Today, I'm going to die at the hands of you little bunny. I've really fallen for eight lifetimes of snow mold. The more I listened, the more confused I became, staring at it blankly. Tears glistened in its feeble eyes. ”

I don't know why, my heart is a little unbearable. I really felt that if I didn't remove the dark red beads from his neck, it would really die. The monk didn't say, don't kill.

"Okay, then I'll take the beads off your neck, but you must not do bad things in the future. Otherwise, otherwise, I'll go to the monk again to clean it up. ”

That being said, I don't know where the monk is. Will he still mind my business?

I took the beads off its neck and put it on the ground. It shook its tail, stood up, turned its butt at me, smiled back at me, and said to me cruelly:

"Thank you for saving your life and giving you a welcome gift." After saying that, poof, I smelled a foul smell. The stench spread, choking on me, and my spicy eyes hurt as if they had been smeared with chili pepper water. The head felt the world spinning, and one of his heels plunged into the snow......

In the haze, I seemed to have come to the bottom of a mountain, where there are mountains full of pines and cypresses, clear streams, eagles striking the sky, fish flying shallow bottoms, and wildflowers blooming beside the stream. A figure dressed in white walked from the foot of the mountain to the mountain. I think this figure in white is very familiar. It's him?! I chased after it, climbed up the stone steps in the mountains, and maybe I was so burned by the yellow skin that I had to go limpike. From time to time, there was a sharp pain in the head. The white-clothed monk seemed to see me chasing after him. From time to time, he stopped to wait for me, but he always kept a certain distance from me. Neither let me catch up with him, nor let myself out of my sight. I wanted to give up, but I let the yellow skin go. I don't know what the consequences of doing this will be. Huang Pizi has cultivated for an unknown number of years, but he has already become a refinement, and it is difficult to say that it will not harm the people in the village. Besides, I still have a lot of confusion in my heart. Who the hell is that monk, several strange things have happened in the past two days, since that monk can easily surrender even the yellow skin that has become a fine essence, I think, he may know the answer to all this. I climbed the stairs and chased him all the way to the top of the mountain. The monk stopped on the edge of the cliff, turned his head, looked at me with a smile all the time, gestured to me, and motioned for me to pass. I walked over and just wanted to ask the monk, who are you, how did you appear in our village, why did you save me, what is the matter with the yellow skin, and can you really not take down that string of Buddhist beads...... There were many questions, one of which had not yet been asked, and before I even had a firm footing, I was pushed off the cliff by the monk with his hand.

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