Xuan Ning looked at the banknotes in Chenxi's hand, and his eyes shone with greed.

After hesitating for a long time, but he didn't answer, he touched his shiny bald head and said, "Donor, this is really inconvenient, you see, or tomorrow?" ”

Dusty Creek had vaguely noticed that something was wrong, so he added fire and said, "No, I'll see you now." ”

"Then there is really no way, donor, please rest early." Xuan Ning saw that he couldn't make sense with Chenxi, so he quickly ended the conversation, folded his hands and said goodbye and left.

Chenxi pinched the money, very puzzled in her heart, with her understanding of the little monk, when the greedy little monk refused to accept the money, there must be a problem.

And, most importantly, last time, the great monk collected his own money and personally came to cook a large pot of noodles for them.

This time, the great monk actually slept so early? There must be something quirky.

Dusty Creek shook his head, could it be the butterfly effect again?

She was a little helpless, it seemed that when she came back this time, she didn't know what went wrong, and several things were different from the experience she had back then.

She looked at the back of the little monk leaving, and made up her mind.

Visit Tianmu Temple at night tonight.

……

Hyun-nin lit the candle, turned off the flashlight, and pulled out a rusty tin box from under the bed.

He put the 20,000 yuan that Chenxi gave him on the table in front of the window, and happily said to a dark corner of the room: "Master, we have money, 20,000 yuan, a few people came here just now, and if you want to spend the night with us, you will stay with me for one night." ”

No one answered him in the dark corner, but a heavy gasp could be heard.

Xuan Ning grabbed a handful of bills from the table and began to count them carefully.

One, two, three, four......

It wasn't until he counted the 20,000 yuan twice that he opened the tin box on the side with confidence, carefully put the stack of banknotes in, and then put the tin box back under the bed.

He stood up, stretched, looked back at the dark corner, remembered something, and took up the candle and walked over.

Step by step, he held the candle flame with his hand until he came closer, stopped, and put his hand down.

When the candlelight shone past, he saw a person tied in front of him.

The man's face had begun to rot, and his skin was loose, as if it were going to fall off at any moment.

His pupils were gray, and a large mouth with a bloody mouth was stuffed with a cotton cloth in it, making it impossible for him to make a sound.

His nostrils kept fanning, and as Hyun Ning approached, his emotions became intense, and his whole body began to tremble.

This zombie is Xuan Ning's master.

"Master." Xuan Ning called softly.

The zombie's ears moved, and its body began to struggle non-stop, but the two-finger-thick rope tied its whole body tightly and nailed it to the ground, making it unable to move at all.

"Master, I just fed you this afternoon, why are you hungry again?" Hyun Ning's eyes were a little red.

He knew what was wrong with Master, because the word zombie was only told to him by Master five days ago.

He remembered that the master said at the time: "Apprentice, if something happens outside, close the door, don't go out these days, there are zombies everywhere, they will bite people, if you are bitten, you will also become zombies." ”

He had listened to his master since he was a child, so he did so, and he locked the front and back doors of the temple to death.

I stayed like this for three days.

In those days, he would occasionally climb over the wall, quietly show his head, and look out on the road, from time to time running some people, or zombies.

For example, the day before yesterday, he saw a zombie running from the national highway with his own eyes, knocking down a man who was about to run to the temple.

He only watched for a moment before he threw up against the wall, and the bloody scene made him feel very uncomfortable.

After vomiting, he ran away and went to find the master, who was doing his morning class in the temple.

But when he ran to the hall, he found that the master had fallen to the ground at some point, spitting black blood in his mouth, and kept muttering: "Disciple! Fast! Kill me! I don't want to be a zombie! ”

Xuan Ning cried and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?!" ”

"Quick! Kill me! The old monk roared with all his strength.

……

Xuan Ning listened to his master very much, but this time he didn't listen.

He found a rope and cried and tied up the master.

has been guarding his side, watching the master turn into a zombie little by little, from a kind face to a hideous bloodthirsty appearance.

He looked carefully at Master's body and found no signs of being bitten.

Until now, he still didn't know why Master had become a zombie.

He didn't dare to kill the master, even if he looked at the master's hideous face, he would always think of the master's amiable and greedy appearance on weekdays.

No matter what it looks like, it is his master, the master who raised him since he was a child, the master who is sophisticated but has a Buddha in his heart.

He looked at the master as if he was very hungry, so he dug out the potatoes grown in the backyard, boiled them and served them to the master, but the master stared at himself without even looking at them.

So he plucked the old hen raised in the backyard and threw it into the master's mouth, and the master ate all the chicken bones without spitting it out.

The only remaining meat in the temple has been eaten by the master in the past two days.

The master and apprentice have always hidden and tucked away those meats, for fear of being seen.

But Master always said that wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha kept it in his heart.

Hyun Ning thought so.

……

"Master, don't worry, I will always be with you, and when those zombies are gone, I will buy you delicious food and a lot of meat for you to eat." Xuan Ning looked at the master and said, unconsciously shedding tears.

A cold wind blew, rustling the 10,000-year-old green outside the door.

Xuan Ning turned his head and stared at the door, his brows furrowed, and he clearly felt a spiritual power fluctuation coming from outside the door.

Although he didn't know what spiritual power was at this time, he was already very familiar with that fluctuation in the past two days.

"Who?" Xuan Ning raised his hand lightly and shouted outside the door.

A wooden stick standing behind the door, as if summoned to the door, flew into his hand with a thud.

The candle went out, and the small hut instantly turned back into darkness.

A golden light appeared, rising from under Hyun Ning's feet.

From the bottom up, it instantly spread all over his body.

Until, his pupils were attached to a layer of golden luster.

……

The Silent Soul Pupil is revealed!

……

Chenxi looked at the golden light of silence that erupted from the room and the faint hint of the sound of Buddha, and a black line appeared on his forehead.

If she wants to choose someone as her opponent, the little monk Xuanning is probably the last person she wants to meet.

This little monk is too perverted, so strong that he became a legend in the cultivation world from the beginning.

If it weren't for the last time she saw it with her own eyes on the way, she probably wouldn't have believed that such a sixteen-year-old boy with a few pimples on his face would be the first person in this world to form a spiritual root and awaken a spiritual pupil!

Last time, the little monk Xuanning finally stood on a united front with them.

But alas, this time, it seems, from the very beginning, there has been a change.