"Master Zheng, the poor monk can not spend a single soldier or a meter to ensure that you are safe and sound and survive this catastrophe."

Zheng Laohan was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked for a method.

The Xinguang monk smiled, "All it takes is a letter."

"A letter?" Zheng Laohan was puzzled.

"Yes, it's just that this letter must be written by the Sixth Lady herself in order to suppress this catastrophe."

immediately dismissed the shopkeeper and Xiao Er, and let them guard outside the house.

Only the sixth lady was left to polish ink and write in the room.

The Xinguang monk stated in a low voice, and the sixth lady wrote it by hand:

"The grafting wood is colorful in spring, and Zhang Guan and Li Dai are suitable.

The fragrant peach bears purple apricot fruit, and few people know about it.

In vain, his life is entangled in bad karma, and the father and son do not know how to be a sword soldier.

Ten years of lovesickness and bitterness, only then can you get a little fate from the gods."

When the sixth lady heard this, her face turned pale, and she could barely hold her pen.

Directly, puff through, kneel down for the Xinguang monk.

In fact, Zheng Laohan's robbery should be on this concubine who is most favored by the old man.

It turned out that his little concubine Tao'er originally made a private agreement with his childhood sweetheart for life, and secretly married a bead fetus.

But it was Zheng Laohan who cut off the beard from the middle, bribed the girl's parents with tens of thousands of family wealth, and married them into the house.

When the girl's lover found out, he held a grudge, and in a fit of anger, he went up to the barren mountain and went into the grass.

A year later, her lover relied on the fact that he had read for a few years, and his head was lively, and he actually sat directly in the ninth position of the barren mountain.

still holds a grudge against the past, so he took advantage of the New Year's Day to want to do something to Zheng Laohan.

to repay the hatred of taking his wife back then.

Monk Xinguang naturally didn't poke the reason, but just helped the sixth lady up and asked her to finish the letter.

After a while, Zheng Laohan and the others were invited into the room, and the letter had been sealed by wax.

"As long as this letter is sent to the Boundary Barren Mountain, then this calamity can be light."

The Xinguang monk also specially told the other party: "This letter cannot be opened, and it will not work if it is opened."

Zheng Laohan didn't dare to be careless.

On the same day, he sent a letter to the desolate mountain.

The nine masters on the mountain, that is, the bamboo horse of the sixth lady, burst into tears when they saw this letter.

I never thought that Qingmei had given birth to her blood, and I was happy and anxious in my heart.

And the sixth lady in the letter also specially advised, this is the guidance of the senior monk.

If he really does it to Zheng Laohan, his son will fight against him in the future.

'Ten years of lovesickness and bitterness, only to get a little fate of the gods, Jiu Dangjia held the letter, looked at the familiar handwriting, and felt extremely depressed.

Ten years of lovesickness, ten years of lovesickness.

In other words, it will take ten years for the two to get married.

I thought that I had fallen into the grass, and even if I killed the other party, I would not be able to go back to the past.

So he retracted his order and sent his subordinates to the 'Misunderstanding Post, which means that it was a misunderstanding.

And Zheng Laohan also picked up a life because of this.

The name of the 'divine monk' who is a monk of Xinguang has spread completely in this small village.

Zheng Laohan even worshiped him like a god.

"This time, the old decay has another matter to ask the monk for advice." Zheng Laohan's face was slightly bitter.

Monk Xinguang pinched his left hand a few times, and then spoke, "The matter asked by Master Zheng should be related to Lin'er in the family." ….

When Zheng Laohan heard this, he couldn't help but admire his face: "A divine monk is a divine monk."

"This is really related to my children."

"My child has been weak and sick since birth."

"Please also ask the monk to help me give me some advice."

Zheng Laohan was nearly seventy years old before he had such a man, so he naturally regarded him as a treasure in his heart.

The Xinguang monk nodded: "The so-called: how delicate your life is."

"Blessed is your son

Man, bring them over and let the old monk take a look."

When Zheng Laohan heard this, he was overjoyed, and he was busy asking his buddy to invite people over.

After a while, the sixth lady came to the private room, and the maid behind her was holding a little baby in her arms.

It's just that this baby is sluggish and lazily leans on the maid.

It was probably the first time I had seen so many bald monks, so I was a little interested.

He was not afraid of life, staring at everyone with a pair of big eyes, and he was curious.

"Dong'er, come and salute the masters."

Although this sixth lady is not the best in the world, she is only ten years old at this time, and it is the most delicate time in her life, and she bows slightly to everyone, like a spring breeze.

And the little baby listened to her mother's words very much, got down from the maid's arms, and went down to the ground softly, 'Poof, lay on the ground, and then said in a milky voice, "Hello master."

"Hahaha, this baby is sensible."

"Come forward."

The Xinguang monk waved his hand and motioned for him to come over.

The child first glanced back at his mother, and then slowly walked towards the great monk.

A three-year-old child also has fetal hair on his head, a small handful, thick fingers, more than half a foot long, and his whole body is burnt yellow.

The Xinguang monk stretched out his big hand and touched his little head, and a spiritual aura swirled around the child's body.

Originally, when he saw the child, he thought it was cute, but soon his face sank slightly, and his brows furrowed slightly.

After a long time, he took away his big hand and said, "Has this child ever been stained with unclean things recently?"

Hearing this, Zheng Laohan hurriedly looked anxious and said, "Divine monk, what does this mean?"

The sixth lady next to her stepped forward to hug the old man, also with a worried face.

Monk Xinguang said in a deep voice, "You don't have to worry about it first."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lichen and said, "Master, can you take a look at this child's bones."

Lichen glanced at the Xinguang monk, and saw that there seemed to be a deep meaning in his eyes, so he beckoned the child over.

Like a master of heartlight, he reached out and touched the child's head.

A three-year-old child still has a wisp of innate aura in his body.

This innate aura is comparable to many heavenly and earthly treasures.

There is a ground-level divine skill in the Killing Temple, "Innate Boy Gong", which is to use this wisp of innate aura to build the foundation.

The outrageous senior brother has cultivated this skill, so he is invincible at the same level.

True Qi enters the body, and in an instant, it travels along the meridians throughout the body.

Soon Lichen also frowned, and said lightly.

"There's a demon!"

Monk Xinguang nodded, "It seems that the old man is not mistaken."

"This son has good bones and smooth veins, it shouldn't be a weak appearance, but where the aura passes, there are three points of anger hidden."

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"This is the appearance of being demonic into the body."

As soon as these words came out, the husband and wife immediately couldn't stand it.

The sixth lady collapsed to the ground at once, and the old man was also pale.

"Monk, monk, you have to save this child."

"My Zheng family can be the only seedling of this one."

Monk Xinguang helped the two up: "Don't worry about the two of you, don't worry about it, so that Gongzi is not an early death."

"The demonic energy in the body, just get rid of it."

"It's just that the demonic aura does not appear out of thin air, and I am afraid that there are monsters in this place."

"I wonder if there's been any unusual movement here lately?"

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