Fu Bo set a fire to burn down the inn, and Mu Su and Feng Miaomiao left with confidence.

There were three people in a carriage, and Fauber was still sitting outside driving the carriage, and in the carriage, the girl in white and the girl in red were discussing the question of who was bigger and who was small.

Mu Su didn't expect Feng Miaomiao to be one year older than the body she wore with her soul, Feng Miaomiao was fifteen, she was fourteen, and now she was forced to call Feng Miaomiao "sister", where did she have such a thick skin, you know, she is at a modern age, but she is twenty-five years old!

"Feng Miaomiao, can you shut your mouth!"

"Why do I have to close it, if you don't call me Sister Feng, I will always be noisy, at home, I have always been the youngest one, and now, I finally see that there is someone younger than me, Mu Mu, little Mu Mu, hurry up and shout Sister Feng to listen. ”

Sister Feng? Mu Su thought of the modern Sister Feng, and smiled very unceremoniously, as a modern otaku, she naturally has seen a lot of entertainment news about Sister Feng.

......

The carriage drove smoothly along the trail with a silver bell-like laughter.

......

On a large piece of charred black land, a person ushered in, a pair of black boots stepped on the land, slender hands rubbed a little dirt on the ground, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, it was the primary magic of the fire system.

His dark eyes shone with a cyan glow, and a gust of wind swept through the charred land, and the wreckage of the eaves was lifted, revealing a neat piece of ground that did not appear what he was looking for.

"Damn—"

The invective words drifted with the wind, and his figure gradually disappeared.

......

"Three donors, please come with me!" A monk in Taoist robes was leading the way for the three of them.

Mu Su pulled Feng Miaomiao and asked in a low voice, "What's going on, what are you doing in the Zen Academy?"

Feng Miao Miao rolled her eyes, and faced Mu Su with an idiot expression, "Mu Mu, you don't understand this, it's late at night, let's come to the Zen Temple, of course, it's a night off." ”

Mu Su didn't understand even more, and asked, "But didn't we see an inn or something along the way? Why don't we rest in the inn?" ”

"Those inns are all magicians' business, this area is close to the ancient town, barren mountains and mountains, there are always some demons that have not been eliminated, you and I are ordinary people, and we have no ability to fight demons. The magicians in the inn will not protect you, an ordinary person, in times of crisis. ”

"Then why can you live in a Zen temple?"

"Every Zen temple has a hundred years of age, and the accumulated sandalwood has reached the level that the demons don't like, so when the demons touch the Zen courtyard, they will only walk around, and they will not come in and slaughter. ”

Mu Su nodded, regardless of the question she asked was an idiot in Feng Miaomiao's eyes, she only had modern memories, and she didn't know anything about the knowledge of this magical world, because she didn't get the memory of the original owner.

The voice of the monk introducing the Zen monastery came, Mu Su listened carefully, I don't know if it was because of these crises, or what, she felt very insecure, so she subconsciously began to remember the route in the Zen monastery.

"This is the Awakening Hall, it is a place for monks such as the Ming and Qing dynasties to meditate every day, and if the three donors are interested, they can also come early in the morning...... The last place, here, is the Tibetan Temple, the forbidden place of the Zen Temple, outsiders cannot enter, please keep in mind the three donors. ”

"Thank you, Daoist Ming Qing!"

After the three of them thanked each other, they were led by the Ming and Qing Dynasty chiefs to the place where the three of them lived.

"Three donors, these are the remaining two monks' rooms, Ming and Qing say goodbye!"

After the monks of the Ming and Qing dynasties left, Feng Miaomiao took Mu Su into a monk's room, and Fu Bo entered the monk's room next to him.

Mu Su sat in the carriage for a day, his fourteen-year-old body was bones, his back was already sore, looking at the simple wooden bed, he lay on it, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Feng Miaomiao's spirit was better than Mu Su's, and she hadn't eaten dinner yet, so she went out to look for food, and after dinner, she also lay down on the wooden bed and soon fell asleep.

At night, hunger pulled Mu Su out of his sleep, his confused eyes were half-opened, his right hand touched his stomach, and the sound of "coo" was particularly loud in this silent monk's room.

Half-awake, she chirped, flipped over, and prepared to continue sleeping.

The wind whistled, the wooden windows creaked, Mu Su looked for prestige, the window paper of the two wooden windows was white, and the red lines had no beauty at all, and in the middle, there was a black spot the size of a fist.

Mu Su thought it was dawn, and his half-opened eyes were about to close, but he only saw pitch black in the monk's room.

No, if it's really dawn and the sun shines through the window paper, what the eye can see should be bright.

There were also stripes of red lines, and she remembered that when she came in, there were no lines on the window paper.

The whole person woke up suddenly, and his smart eyes looked at the past wide, but this time, there was nothing.

Could it be that she was wrong?

Mu Su was puzzled, sleepiness hit again, half-asleep and half-awake, her mind recalled the scene just now, removed the wooden window, she found that it was actually the appearance of one eye, the black is the pupil, the white is the white of the eye, the red lines, that is the red bloodshot in the eye.

bang

The one-meter-long giant eye agitated, and there was a bloody mouth underneath, and she became a delicacy of this demon, and her sharp teeth would bite off her limbs......

Don't-

Mu Su sat up suddenly, his eyes still filled with fear, and when he saw the monk's room clearly, his tense back hung down, and he gasped for breath.

With such a big movement, Feng Miaomiao also woke up, and when she saw Mu Su's pale face, she knew that she had a nightmare again.

Patting Mu Su's back, Feng Miaomiao said with rare gentleness: "Mu Mu is good, the demon is bullying you again? When I learn magic, I will help you fight back! In the future, I Feng Miaomiao will protect you, and I will definitely not let you be in danger." ”

Mu Su smiled miserably on his face, and didn't hit Feng Miaomiao's big words again, only said "thank you".

As if remembering something, his eyes were fixed on the wooden window.

Bright sunlight was shining through, and there was nothing on the window paper.

It seems that the scene last night should be her dreaming.

Didn't Feng Miaomiao also say that the demon didn't like the smell of the Zen temple the most.

Mu Su pulled Feng Miaomiao to get up, no matter what she thought, she didn't want to stay in this monk's room at all now, and the shadow of last night could not dissipate.

The two went out, looking for breakfast, and early in the morning, all the monks of the Zen monastery hurriedly went in one direction.

Feng Miaomiao's sharp eyes found the monk of the Ming and Qing dynasties, and hurriedly went over and asked, "Ming and Qing, what happened there, why are you all so nervous?"

Ming Qing clasped his hands together, slid the Buddhist beads in his hands, and said: "Good, good, the two donors were fine last night, I am really happy." The benefactor who lived in the monk's house in the B number died last night, and the abbot of Jingxin believed that it was the work of demons. The two donors were careful, and the Ming and Qing dynasties still had affairs to deal with, and they said goodbye. ”