Song Li took a pill and shook his head with a smile at Han Jingxi, "I can recover tomorrow, don't worry." ”

"Knock knock!" There was a soft knock on the door.

Song Li and Han Jingxi looked at the door vigilantly.

The door to the sleeper room moved slowly, and a bald head poked in.

Song Li and Han Jingxi recognized the little monk at a glance. No wonder they had just felt spiritual power fluctuations on the train.

"So it's you." The little monk was also very happy to see Song Li and Han Jingxi, he raised his hand and waved, and the two people who had woken up in the lower bunk fell asleep more soundly with their heads tilted.

"You destroyed that soul refining banner just now." The little monk sat down on the chair, looking at Song Li and Han Jingxi who jumped down from the upper bunk with a smile, and the Buddhist beads in their hands moved rhythmically.

"How are you alone? What about your master? "I met them several times, and it was their master and apprentice together.

"My master went to deal with that evil cultivator, and he asked me to see who destroyed the Soul Refining Banner."

Song Li poured a cup of tea for the little monk and handed it to him.

The little monk took the tea and took a sip, looking at Song Li and Han Jingxi, "Where are you going?" "The train stops at several stops along the way.

"Cloud City." Song Li and Han Jingxi also sat down.

"What a coincidence, Master and I are also going to Cloud City, the Ma family in Cloud City and my master are old acquaintances, and the master of the Ma family invited my master to attend his sixtieth birthday."

Song Li and Han Jingxi looked at each other and smiled, "That's really a coincidence, we also have to go to Ma's house." ”

The little monk's eyes lit up, "You also went to the birthday banquet of the Ma family master?" I heard my master say that at the birthday banquet this time, the Ma family mainly exhibited a peerless treasure, which was left by the ancestor of the Ma family, and the ancestor of the Ma family is also my master's grandfather. ”

"Do you know what the treasure is?" Song Li had forgotten what she had left to the Ma family in addition to a painting.

"It seems to be a sword, you have to ask my master specifically."

Song Li and Han Jingxi chatted with the little monk without saying a word, and before they knew it, it was already early in the morning.

There was a sound of footsteps, accompanied by a wisp of sandalwood fragrance.

"My master is here." The little monk put down the teacup and walked out of the sleeper room quickly, and sure enough, he saw Master Xuanzhi who was walking towards this side.

"Master! It was the Song donor and the Han donor. The little monk beckoned to Master Xuanzhi.

Master Xuanzhi bowed slightly, and followed the little monk into the sleeper room, "Amitabha!" Just thanks to two donors. "If they didn't make a move, he would only be able to break the soul refining banner at most, and he would not be able to destroy that evil cultivator.

"The master is gracious! Have a seat! ”

"Master! Lord Song and Lord Han are going to Yuncheng Ma's house just like us, but they don't have an invitation letter, Master, can you take them with you? ”

"This is natural."

"Then thank you Master Xuanzhi." Song Li and Han Jingxi thanked. Although they have no invitation, they can also get in, but it is better to have Master Xuanzhi bring it in.

The four of them were chatting, and before they knew it, a trace of fish belly white had risen in the sky outside the window.

Outside there was a sound of talking, and the train was bustling again, with the attendants pushing the breakfast cart and asking customers if they needed breakfast along the way, everything was in order, and no one remembered last night.

Song Li and Han Jingxi waited until Master Xuanzhi and the little monk left, ate something and began to catch up on sleep.

As soon as he fell asleep, a middle-aged man in the lower bunk suddenly changed his face and rolled on the bed holding his stomach.