In the meditation room,

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Fahai stood up from the futon, turned around, and stared at Xu Meng with a pair of cloudy eyes, calm and far-reaching, as if there was a penetrating power that could penetrate people's hearts.

"Donor, please be seated."

Fahai beckoned to Xu Meng.

"The master knows I'm coming?"

Xu Meng closed the door casually, found a futon to sit down, and looked straight at Fahai, the previous incident showed that the old monk definitely knew that he would come, so he ordered it early.

"The poor monk just knows that Lord Liu can't escape."

Fahai was silent for a while, then shook his head, looking at Xu Meng's eyes with a hint of regret, "The poor monk didn't expect that Lord Liu was already in the whirlpool at that time. ”

Fahai sighed, as if thinking of himself.

"It's in the middle of the game, so why jump out?"

Xu Meng replied lightly.

When he came, Liu Wenruo was already a chess piece, already in the chess game.

Fahai's body froze slightly, and then fell silent.

Fahai's appearance made Xu Meng somewhat sure, Fahai should know Liu Wenruo's identity, but he should have guessed it later.

Because if he had known when he first saw Fahai, he would not have persuaded Xu Meng like that.

"Master, I have a few questions for you."

Xu Meng looked at Fahai, he had a few questions he wanted to know, and Fahai undoubtedly knew some things.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that's okay."

Fahai said slowly, he was ready to answer Xu Meng before.

"Xu Xian suddenly disappeared, was it taken away by the master?"

"It's me."

Fahai nodded and said bluntly, "Master Xu is in my Jinshan Temple now. ”

Fahai was sitting precariously, his old face did not fluctuate at all, and he still looked calm and breezy.

"Master, has Bai Suzhen ever been here?"

Xu Meng's eyes flashed, and then asked, since Xu Xian is in Jinshan Temple, it is impossible for Bai Suzhen not to come.

"Naturally, I've been here."

Fahai retracted his gaze and straightened up, "A few days ago, those two snake spirits did come to Jinshan Temple and wanted to bring Xu Xian back, but I blocked them back. ”

"Failed attempt to save her husband, I'm afraid Bai Suzhen won't give up."

"This matter has long been predestined."

There was a hint of sigh on Fahai's old face, "At that time, Wanwang Liu Gongzi will not help that demon." ”

Fahai came back to his senses and looked at Xu Meng, he still remembered that Xu Meng and Bai Suzhen had a good relationship.

"Nature."

Xu Meng nodded, he didn't help anyone, he came to lift the table this time, if he really angered him, he served Xu Xian, Bai Suzhen, and Fahai in one pot, and watched what they played.

"But why?"

Xu Meng's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Fahai puzzled, "The master had no news before, but recently he suddenly appeared and took Xu Xian away. ”

"The poor monk is also a part of this game."

Fahai was silent for a while, and then said a word, his tone full of helplessness.

Xu Meng's eyes flashed, knowing that this matter might not be Fahai's original intention, "But, why now?" Can't help it? ”

"Originally, this thing should have happened a long time ago, but the poor monk was waiting for ......"

"Wait?"

What are you waiting for?

Xu Meng's eyes flashed with a hint of incomprehension.

"Wait until the depths of winter."

Fahai sighed, and there was a hint of helplessness on the old man's face, "The poor monk only hopes to save the lives of a few more living beings. ”

Winter?

Xu Meng's eyes flashed slightly, his heart moved, recalling the different weather in Zhenjiang and Suzhou, and understanding the old monk's plan, and then pointed to the sky with a smile, "But it seems that the master has miscalculated." ”

Fahai listened to Xu Meng's words, and only sighed wordlessly.

Then, Fahai also raised his head and looked at the roof, his far-reaching gaze seemed to be able to see the warm sun in the sky through the eaves, and he was a little stunned.

Long

Fahai couldn't help but sigh again, shook his head, his face was full of compassion and regret, "Providence is like this, my Jinshan Temple and the people of Zhenjiang should have such a catastrophe in their lives." ”

Looking at the regret on Fahai's face, Xu Meng pursed his lips.

He didn't believe that the old monk Fahai had such good intentions, and even if he did, it could only be a incidental thing, and he was clearly aiming at the people of Zhenjiang.

You know, the next plot is likely to be the flooding of Jinshan Temple.

Fahai took Xu Xian away, Bai Suzhen chased after him, the two sides had a dispute, Bai Suzhen attracted a lot of water, flooded Jinshan Temple, and at that time, the people of Zhenjiang were also affected by the pond fish.

And Fahai is the idea of beating these people, he waited until the cold winter wax moon, when everything froze, and all kinds of rivers were covered with thick ice, where did Bai Suzhen go to bring water?

Even if you can draw water, how much can you do?

Not to mention flooding Jinshan Temple, even flooding the foot of the mountain is enough to choke.

At that time, it was he who saved the lives of these people, and although this merit was not enough to become a Buddha on the ground, a golden-bodied Arhat would never be able to escape.

At that time, the old monk jumped out of the chessboard.

Even if you can't jump off the chessboard, at least it is an important chess piece, and it is not so easy to control, and you will do whatever the other party says.

However, the old monk Fahai did not expect that the weather in Zhenjiang was like autumn, and the climate did not look like it was about to enter the cold winter.

Let his plan fall through, that's why he's so sorry.

Cunning and cunning.

This is the impression and label of Fahai in Xu Meng's heart.

Although he knew Fahai's plan, Xu Meng didn't care, and even agreed a little, after all, it was normal, after all, few people liked the identity of a chess piece.

"Master, do you know who is behind me?"

Xu Meng's eyes flashed, and there was a bit of cold light in his eyes, and he asked the question he wanted to know the most.

"This..."

Fahai shook his head slowly, "The poor monk doesn't know. ”

"But, it shouldn't be my Buddhism."

Fahai then said.

"Not Buddhism?"

Looking at Fahai, Xu Meng's eyes flashed, it was not Buddhism, it was Heavenly Court and Old Mother Lishan, but between the two, he preferred Heavenly Court that had never appeared, after all, when he went to see Old Mother Li Shan before, he felt that the other party was not very similar.

Of course, all this is unknown, and even the words of the old monk Fahai can't be believed.

This eighty percent is still for the sake of the other party being a monk,

Otherwise, it's hard to say whether there is half of it.

Xu Meng glanced at Fahai, "Does the master know why these parties are playing this game of chess?" Why did you choose Master and Bai Suzhen? ”

Fahai was silent, and finally shook his head slowly, "Although the poor monk is in the bureau, he knows very little about this bureau. ”

Xu Meng nodded, not surprised by Fahai's answer.

After all, it is limited to identity and cultivation, and it is too far from the cognition and ideas of things.

......

Time passed imperceptibly in the conversation, at this time, it had entered the middle of the night, and the meditation room had already become dim, and the five fingers could not be seen, but neither of them was mortal, so it did not affect the communication between the two.

"Today, thank you for the master's explanation, I will leave first."

Xu Meng nodded and said to Fahai.

"It's getting late, why donor might as well stay in Jinshan Temple?" Fahai looked at the dimly lit room and said.

"Thank you Master for your kindness, I'll take my leave first."

Xu Meng shook his head, rejected Fahai's invitation, stood up, opened the door, and walked outside.

"Donor."

Suddenly, Fahai's voice came from behind.

"Huh?"

Xu Meng turned his head and looked at Fahai, "I don't know what else the master has to say?" ”

"Donor, your existence is a variable for some people, at this time, all the immortals in Zhenjiang gather, if you meet ......"

Fahai was a little silent, "Don't be impulsive. ”

"Immortals?"

Xu Meng muttered softly, and then laughed out loud, attracting Fahai's puzzled gaze, "If there is an immortal coming, it is with me." ”

Variables, but well deserved.

After all, Liu Wenruo's role is almost nothing, but after he came, it was different, enough to affect the progress of some things, and Xu Meng's whereabouts have always been very mysterious, and many people can't even guess it.

Fahai looked at Xu Meng's departing back, shook his head, and finally let out a light sigh.

......

Xu Meng looked at the bright moon that had hung in the sky, and the Jinshan Temple with brilliant lights in the distance, shook his head, and continued to walk towards Zhenjiang City.

Through today's exchange, although it can only be used as a reference, Xu Meng also understands some situations.

Suddenly, Xu Meng's eyes paused, stopped, and looked ahead coldly, a figure stood in the air in a volley, with a halo around his body, and faintly many Sanskrit singing voices came out, with a compassionate atmosphere.

Protector Jialan?

Looking up at Jialan in the sky, Xu Meng frowned, not understanding why the other party would stop him, "I don't know what the matter is that this Jialan is stopping?" ”

"Liu Wenruo, as a monk, you have repeatedly helped demons and evils, and your feelings are bad."

A grand and peaceful voice echoed in the night sky, "Liu Wenruo, you have been bewitched by demons, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and you are looking back to the shore." ”

Looking for something?

Xu Meng recalled what Fahai said before, and looked at Jialan's eyes in the sky and gradually became cold.

Xu Meng sneered, "Why do you turn back?" ”

"Follow me back to Jinshan Temple to practice for fifty years before I can achieve perfection."

Protector Jialan had a solemn face, clasped his hands together, and slowly spit out this paragraph.

Fifty years of practice?

Is this to put me under house arrest? Really pinched yourself as a soft persimmon?

Xu Meng's eyes became cold, he raised his head and looked at the protector Jialan in the sky, and coldly spit out a word,

"Get out!"