couldn't answer this, Yang Zhao started the transfer method.

"It seems that you have a good relationship with this great monk."

The black-clothed beauty Sun Se was disapproving: "I don't have a good relationship with him, before he died, I loved to eat the most intelligent creatures, he didn't let it, saying anything that was detrimental to yin morality, and chanting scriptures in my ears every day annoyed me." After he died, I felt that this intelligent creature was not so fragrant to eat, otherwise I would have tasted his corpse in everything. ”

Forehead..........

It seems that the friendship between the two is very good, but this beautiful woman in black has a bit of a strong appetite and a bit of a miscellaneous recipe.

"Great monk, this little girl next to me said that you may want to return to your roots, so I will take her to see you, you can go home, the province is so roasted by the earth fire here, and she is always hungry for me."

The beautiful woman in black raised her chin, Yang Zhao held a formal salute, and said in Chinese: "The younger Yunyang Guan Yang Zhao has seen the master. ”

After the ceremony, she straightened up: "The junior is from Chixian Shenzhou, you don't know the years here, are you willing to return to your hometown?" ”

There was no movement in the little grave bag, and the beautiful woman in black snorted and laughed.

"I said it a long time ago, he is stingy, how many times I have discussed with him to let him move the grave, but he is not willing, how can he be willing to come to a strange little girl."

Yang Zhao licked his lips and sneered.

"With your mana, you should be able to force him to move out."

The beautiful woman in black kicked the small grave pile under her feet.

"He has only one corpse left now, how can he be stronger than me? But he's dead, he doesn't want to, and I can't force it. ”

After she finished speaking, she kicked twice hard: "So I said that he was stingy, I could endure saliva and didn't eat when I buried him, and now I can't help it?" Besides, I've been friends for so many years, what's wrong with letting me taste it? ”

If Yang Zhao knew before she died that a friend was always thinking about eating her body, she wouldn't dare to ask the other party to help move the grave.

"We people there take death very seriously, and it is not a matter of desecration to die. If you take two bites while he is alive, he may still accept it as a monk. ”

The beautiful woman in black turned her head to look at Yang Zhao in surprise: "In other words, when he is alive, I can taste the taste, why?" ”

Yang Zhao: "Senior, I just said that it is possible, the Buddhism he believes in has this allusion. ”

The Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle, maybe this great monk can also learn from the idol.

"I said that you are a great monk who is really not authentic, such a big thing, you didn't tell me when you were alive, why didn't I find out that you are such a stingy person?"

The beautiful woman in black, with a sneer on her face, kicked the small grave bag twice.

The twenty-centimeter small grave bag turned into ten centimeters, and the thick volcanic ash on the grave bag was pressed down by a force before it could be raised.

When Yang Zhao first came, he felt that this tomb was a bit short, and at first he guessed whether it was caused by geological movements.

Looking at it now, it is very likely that this was kicked short by the beautiful woman in black.

"Great monk, you are roasted by the fire here, I don't bother to look at you in the future."

The beautiful woman in black turned around and left with an umbrella, and Yang Zhao could only say goodbye.

"Master, the junior has taken his leave, Amitabha."

Yang Zhao turned around and hurriedly caught up with the pace of the beautiful woman in black, afraid that the beautiful woman in black would be angry and leave her here by herself, and she wouldn't even know how to go back when the time came.

It's just that she hadn't walked a few steps when she heard a sound of hitting metal from behind, which was crisp and melodious, and it was refreshing.

The beautiful woman in black who was walking in front of Yang Zhao suddenly disappeared, and Yang Zhao looked back and saw that the beautiful woman in black was already standing in front of the small tomb.

"Hmph, your monk is deliberately targeting me, you are unwilling if I come to help you move your grave, but you are willing to take you back to your hometown with a fellow villager?"

She kicked the ground, and a large crater appeared on the ground.

The sand and gravel kicked out remained the same, like jelly that had been dug up.

Yang Zhaoxiang took two steps back, just in time to see the corpse at the bottom of the pit.

This corpse was so miserable that the first thing that caught my eye was a broken skull.

The entire skull of the great monk was collapsed, and his facial features were sunken beyond recognition, but they were clean, and someone should have wiped them for him.

He had a pair of mutilated prayer beads hanging around his neck, and the Buddha beads on it were sparse, and I don't know how many beads were missing.

He was covered with a woman's goose-yellow dress, which was not large enough to cover the bloody robe underneath.

The corpse's chest collapsed, and a bright red flower bloomed through the dress.

This blood has a faint golden color, bright color, and no oxidation and coagulation.

Just like his body, although it looks miserable, it doesn't look like it's been dead for many years.

Next to the corpse were tin rods and bowls. There was also a yellow Qiankun bag in the bowl.

The metallic sound they had heard just now must have come from the bowl.

The beautiful woman in black here was still angry, and circled around the pit several times.

"I said monk, do you really want to go back to your hometown?"

The bowl rang softly on its own.

"How long have you been dead? Why don't you tell me if you want to go back home? ”

Tell you why? Let you go to Chixian Shenzhou to try other monks?

The bowl did not move for a long time, and the beautiful woman in black circled around the pit a few more times.

The beautiful woman in black asked again without giving up.

"Monk, you want this little girl to take you back to your hometown." The three words of this little girl are accented.

The bowl rang softly again.

The beautiful woman in black circled the pit for another half a circle, calming down her emotions.

"Okay, go back, you won't have to worry about me when you go back."

The beautiful woman in black stretched out her hand and grabbed it, and the corpse in the pit flew out, and the tin staff and the bowl containing the Qiankun bag flew out of the pit with the corpse.

Then he walked forward without looking back, taking the body with him.

Yang Zhao could only follow briskly behind.

In fact, she was quite curious about why the bowl rang by itself, after all, this was a monk who was completely destroyed, and without soul and spiritual sense, how could he manipulate foreign objects?

It's just that the look of the beautiful woman in black is wrong, so she doesn't dare to ask.

The two came to the top of the mountain with the corpse again, and the beautiful woman in black put away the umbrella at once.

Seeing this, Yang Zhao accepted the black umbrella in the same way, and the magma hell was replaced by the fragrance of birds and flowers.

The sky is not covered by volcanic ash, the sun is just right, there is no raging heat on the ground, and the ground is green and clear.

It was like an instant, from hell to heaven.

She carefully stroked the black umbrella in her hand, wondering if it was a teleportation array or a magic weapon to break illusions.

Or maybe it's something she doesn't understand right now, but there's no doubt about the benefits of this thing.