Looking at Huixin who suddenly appeared, Feng Zirui and Nie Xiaoqian, who were about to make a move, couldn't help but stop and looked at each other.

Yang Wantong also came back to his senses at this time, looked up and saw Huixin, was stunned, and immediately chuckled: "Where did the little monk come from?" She looks cute! While speaking, Yang Wantong reached out and touched Hui Xin's slippery head, with an expression of playing with a toy.

Huixin's face flushed, she lowered her body to avoid Yang Wantong, and took a few steps back to make sure she stayed away, so she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing this, Yang Wantong didn't care, turned his head to look at Feng Zirui, and asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper Feng, this little monk is also from other worlds, right?" ”

Feng Zirui looked at Yang Wantong with a surprised face, he looked like he was going to die just now, why was he okay in a blink of an eye? This is too fast!

Nie Xiaoqian glanced at Yang Wantong strangely, then turned her head to look at Huixin again, she was even more curious why Huixin took the initiative to get close to Yang Wantong? Is it just to say a word of comfort?

"Shopkeeper Feng, why don't you speak? Am I guessing wrong? Yang Wantong looked at Huixin with a smile, and didn't hear Feng Zirui's voice for a long time, so he couldn't help but look up and asked in surprise.

Feng Zirui woke up in an instant, and quickly shook his head: "No, you guessed right, Huixin is indeed from other worlds!" After saying that, his eyes turned to Hui Xin, hesitated for a moment, and introduced, "His name is Hui Xin, he comes from a world of cultivation, and he is a disciple of a Buddhist sect!" ”

Out of distrust of Yang Wantong, Feng Zirui didn't say much.

Yang Wantong didn't hear the alienation between Feng Zirui's words, his eyes stared at Huixin without blinking, but he was already thinking about how to take something out of Huixin's hand. You know, Huixin was born in the world of cultivation, and any thing may be a great treasure, and it can be a treasure of the town store if it is collected in the mall!

Xu is Yang Wantong's eyes were too stinging, and Huixin was a little scared, so he shrank and took a few steps back.

"What now?" Nie Xiaoqian saw all this in her eyes, hesitated for a while, and turned her head to look at Feng Zirui.

Feng Zirui shook his head slightly, and said secretly: "Don't worry, find a chance to talk to Huixin." He exhaled secretly, thinking of Huixin's actions just now, and continued, "I feel that Huixin should have discovered something. ”

Huixin doesn't know the art of sound transmission, Feng Zirui can't communicate with him immediately, so he can only find a chance to talk alone later.

Hearing this, Nie Xiaoqian nodded, withdrew her hand and stopped, and at the same time motioned to the little dragon and other demon beasts in the shadows to continue waiting.

Feng Zirui and Nie Xiaoqian's communication was very secretive, except for Zhang Wantong who was aware of it, the others did not react at all, and Yang Wantong did not know that he had wandered around in front of the ghost gate.

After a while, Yang Wantong finally started to act.

I saw Yang Wantong holding a rattle in his hand, walking towards Huixin with a warm smile on his face.

"Little monk Huixin, this rattle is for you to play!" Yang Wantong took a few steps closer, squatted down, looked at Huixin levelly, and took the initiative to show goodwill.

Huixin watched Yang Wantong spin the rattle back and forth with some curiosity, listening to the plopping drum, the originally nervous little face showed a touch of joy, and the eyes looking at the rattle were a little moved.

But after hesitating for a moment, Huixin looked at Yang Wantong again, and slowly shook his head with a look of reluctance.

"Huh? Actually refused?! Yang Wantong was very surprised, thinking that he didn't know how many bear children he had deceived by relying on this rattle, and he had earned the first pot of gold from the merchants of the Ten Thousand Worlds!

Yang Wantong continued to shake the rattle and continued to flatter: "What, don't you like it?" As he spoke, a bunch of gadgets appeared in his hand, "What about this?" There is also this string of sugar gourds, which are very sweet and fragrant, do you want to try them? ”

As he spoke, Yang Wantong had already stretched out the sugar gourd in his hand to Huixin's mouth.

Although Huixin is a Buddhist Buddha, he is a little younger, and he can't help but be tempted, looking at the sugar gourd close at hand, he can't help but stick out his tongue and lick it.

Yang Wantong smiled secretly in his heart when he saw this, and regardless of it, he stuffed a whole bunch of sugar gourds into Huixin's hand.

Huixin accepted it with a reserved face, but said on his lips: "Master Yang, although you are good to me, I still won't let you do bad things!" ”

Huixin's unintentional words suddenly set off waves in the hearts of everyone present.

Feng Zirui and Nie Xiaoqian glanced at each other, and their hesitation strengthened the idea of striking first.

Yang Wantong's heart moved, thinking that his mind had been seen through, he looked embarrassed, touched his head and looked at Huixin, and said angrily: "Little monk Huixin, I kindly gave you a sugar gourd, and you still slander me like this?!" ”

Huixin looked up at Yang Wantong with a sincere expression: "It is precisely because Lord Yang gave me the sugar gourd that I can't let you do bad things!" ”

Yang Wantong was stunned, looked at Huixin blankly, and was at a loss for a while.

Seeing that Yang Wantong didn't speak, Huixin thought that he had persuaded him, and suddenly she was overjoyed, and she ate the sugar gourd with a fart, and her pair of small eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, looking very cute.

Seeing Huixin eating so happily, Mingdi on the side was a little surprised, she was just a child now.

"I want it too!" Mindy hesitated for a while, walked straight to Yang Wantong's side, and stretched out his hand to look at Yang Wantong.

Yang Wantong was in a daze, thinking about how to attack Huixin, when he suddenly heard the voice in his ear, woke up instantly, and saw Mingdi in front of him subconsciously take a few steps back.

"What do you want to do?" Noticing Mingdi's gradually changing face, Yang Wantong panicked and asked.

Mingdi's cheeks were flushed, but she still had a cold face, and she stretched out her hand and pointed to the sugar gourd in Huixin's hand: "I want it too, this!" ”

Yang Wantong was obviously stunned, and immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly took out a bunch of sugar gourds and sent them all to Mindy: "If you like it, just ask me for it, it's enough!" ”

Mindy nodded lightly, grabbed the sugar gourd and walked back, swallowing a sugar gourd in her mouth.

Feng Zirui, Nie Xiaoqian, and Zhang Wantong all looked stupid, the situation in front of them had exceeded their expectations, what kind of god is this?!

Yang Wantong ignored the confusion of Feng Zirui and the others, glanced at Mingdi who walked away, and then looked at Huixin, hesitated for a moment, and decided to attack the younger Huixin first, so that the success rate would be greater.

"Master Yang, you have bad intentions again!" Yang Wantong just squatted down, and before he could speak, Huixin, who was eating a sugar gourd, spoke up first, and his little face was serious.

Yang Wantong was stunned for a moment, and looked at Huixin's eyes with horror: "You...... You ......"

"Amitabha! Lord Yang, you have a good heart, don't have bad thoughts anymore! Huixin grabbed the sugar gourd with one hand, put one hand on his chest, and looked at Yang Wantong with a solemn expression, "If this goes on for a long time, Lord Yang will go to hell sooner or later, and suffer endless disasters!" ”

Not to mention Yang Wantong's reaction when he heard this, Feng Zirui and the three of them on the side were all stunned.

"Good heart?!"