Three days later. Early morning.

After Ling Shang was awakened by Mi Xiang, he came to Qianqing Temple.

Mo Yun believed in Buddhism, but Ling Shang did not like the smell of incense in the temple.

In the case of the well-dressed Qingliu case, after Mo Yuanhe died, Ling Shang took Mo Yun to Anyang City and bought a house on the outskirts of the city.

After returning to Anyang, Ling Shang did not go to Qianqing Temple to find Mo Yun, and only recuperated in his own house.

After all, he didn't want to see Mo Yun.

But there are some things that can't be postponed any longer.

The Qianqing Temple in the early morning is shrouded in a shallow layer of golden light, quiet and solemn, and the Zen is deep.

Ling Shang offered some incense money and went to the outside of the abbot's meditation room.

Pushing open the door, I didn't see the abbot Master Huiqi, but saw a ghostly little monk.

Tian Qiu sat on the futon of Master Hui Qi, with a string of amber Buddha beads hanging around his neck.

The beads were too long and went around his neck twice.

The snow fox lay on his shoulder, lazily half-squinting, his eyes brewing red stars.

Tian Qiu pretended to be humble and folded his hands together, and bowed slightly to Ling Shang, "Donor, don't come to harm." ”

Ling Shang looked at it in silence for a moment.

He was sure that he had pierced the little monk's death hole with a silver needle, and that the snow fox had also sucked his own blood.

If this little monk is not a monster, he has more than a hundred years of skill - if he has such cultivation at such a young age, he is still a monster.

Ling Shang asked coldly, "Why are you here?" ”

Tianqiu couldn't hold back his laughter, "Big brother, don't look at me like this." Your silver needle is very powerful, but it can't hurt me, and it can't hurt Ah Wai. ”

His tone was like that of a simple and harmless child, but Ling Shang clearly felt threatened.

Tianqiu got up and came to Ling Shang, raised his head and grinned innocently, "Big brother, don't be afraid, I'm not a life-seeker." And I have come to you not to harm you. ”

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Tianqiu spread out his palm, and his immature palm was a white jade gourd.

The tone was like a coquettish, "You gave my jade to an unlucky ghost with extremely heavy yin qi, I'm so sad." ”

Ling Shang turned his head and thought about it, he had gone to Yan Huan before leaving Yan'an; But after Yan Kun died, that guy disappeared completely.

The white jade gourd didn't have time to hand it over to Yan Huan, so he didn't ask where it came from.

It was only after coming to Anyang that Ling Shang found that the piece of jade was no longer on him.

Thinking about it, Yan Huan had already taken advantage of his unpreparedness to take the sheep away.

Ling Shang had a little headache, "Now that the jade is also in your hands, what else do you want?" If you want to take revenge on the silver needle, then you don't have to open a killing ring in the pure place of Buddhism, right? ”

Tianqiu's big eyes turned, "I'm not here to seek revenge. I think I want to worship my big brother as a teacher. ”

Seeing that he and the snow fox were about to pounce, Ling Shang took two steps back with a slight panic, "I'm afraid your cultivation is far better than mine, what are you doing with me?" ”

"I want to ...... Learn poison. ”

Ling Shang was silent for a moment, "If you want to learn poison, wouldn't it be better to go to Liu Shengming?" ”

"He'......" the corners of Tianqiu's mouth hooked slightly, "I don't want to be used as a test by him." ”

"Aren't you afraid of being used as a test by me?"

"Then I'm willing to be a test subject for my big brother."

“……”

"Big brother, promise me, okay."

Tianqiu hugged Ling Shang's leg and pleaded, while Snow Fox looked at Ling Shang lazily with a look that he hadn't woken up.

Ling Shang unhappily carried the little monk's rear leader and lifted him into the air, word by word, "I don't accept apprentices, don't bother me anymore." ”