Zhongzhou, Yang Ning store.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Tula's status as a holy monk is there, and when he leaves Yang Ning's store, he enjoys the treatment of a state guest.

However, in Yang Ning's store, he couldn't imagine that Yang Ning himself didn't give himself face, and even the little agent of the special management bureau in front of him didn't give him face?

He turned his head to look at Yang Ning, and wanted to ask, "This is the hospitality of Xia Kingdom"?

But looking at Yang Ning's indifferent face, as if nothing had happened, he still couldn't say it.

Yang Ning took the initiative to ask, "Holy Monk, how is the True Dragon Holy Monk among you lately?" ”

Tula didn't look at Yang Ning's eyes, but looked at the several soul lamps in front of his desk and said, "Good, good......"

"Okay, I haven't seen him for a few years, eight or nine years, right?"

Yang Ning said as if reminiscing about the past: "At that time, I was still young, and he was the first person who made me realize that there is a heaven outside the sky. ”

"Tsk, it's a pity."

Saying that, Yang Ning smiled at Tula and asked, "Holy monk, it's a pity, isn't it?" One move is missing, just one move is missing, you don't have to be so frightened today. ”

As he spoke, Yang Ning took a sip of the teacup, and looked at Tula's eyes full of playfulness.

After all, he was one of the Seven Holy Monks, and even though Tula was terrified in his heart, his demeanor was still relatively normal on the surface.

"It's a bit of a pity, but for now, ......"

This Tula Holy Monk finally dared to look at Yang Ning squarely, and continued: "At least, the result is good. ”

"Hmm."

Yang Ning nodded and said, "I agree with the holy monk's words, when I was young, I did some wrong things and took a little detour. ”

As he spoke, Yang Ning picked up a new teacup, poured water, flipped his wrist, and slowly sprinkled it on the floor beside him.

Listening to Yang Ning's words just now admitting his mistake, the Holy Monk's eyelids jumped suddenly, and his eyes recalled something that made him extremely painful, but soon, the old Holy Monk covered it up again.

Putting away the Qingshui teacup, Yang Ning looked at the Holy Monk Tula and smiled and said, "Holy Monk, I was wrong about what happened back then. ”

"But today, please tell me about ......."

Yang Ning picked up the Lorraine's soul lamp on the table, "Tell me, who is wrong about this?" ”

"Yes, Lorraine was wrong."

Tula's words were clearly lacking in confidence.

Even the demeanor of a holy monk that he had always maintained was invisibly much weaker.

Yang Ning's hand that picked up the soul lamp stopped motionless in the air, the smile on his face was as if it was fixed, neither thick nor light, "Holy Monk Tula, what I asked about was not about the arson back then, but what happened between me and Holy Monk Kang Min about this soul lamp. ”

"Please say it again, who is at fault in this?"

Tula's lips trembled slightly, but he still insisted: "Lorraine is wrong. ”

"If it weren't for Lorraine, there wouldn't be all this strife."

Yang Ning smiled: "Okay." ”

He held the soul lamp in one hand and gently stirred the candle flame with the other.

In an instant, the flame on the candle burst out, and a hideous and painful human face could be faintly seen in it.

"Master Tula, since you all think Lorraine is wrong......"

Yang Ning said, the movement of stirring the flame in his hand gradually slowed down, but the human face faintly visible in the candle flame became more and more painful!

"Well, I might as well throw Lorraine away, right? It's all his fault anyway. ”

Suddenly, Yang Ning pinched the flame, and suddenly, the originally scorching and beating flame was extinguished on the spot!

The face that was faintly visible in the flames was gone!

"Don't!"

The old holy monk Tula hurriedly said: "It's not Lorraine's fault, it's Kang Min's fault!" Kang Min is too obsessed with this apprentice, he is wrong! ”

Yang Ning sneered and let go of his hand, and the flames jumped again.

There was a new emotion in the painful and hideous expression of the human face that loomed in the flames, fear.

Yang Ning said lightly: "Since you also know that Lorraine is wrong, then I won't say anything, just like I said to Huhan Buddha before." ”

"If you want Lorraine's soul lamp, you can, exchange the soul of that old holy monk."

Yang Ning's eyes once again showed the excited and excited look he had before, "I haven't dealt with your celestial holy monk yet!" ”

"Should I refine him into a red coat or light a soul lamp? That's a problem......"

Tula closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said nervously, "I'll ask Kang Min to see what he chooses." ”

"When borrowing paper and pens, the paper should be translucent and soft, and the pen should be a brush or quill."

Yang Ning closed his eyes and said lightly, "Bring it to the master." ”

A wicked woman picked up a tray from the corner of the store, with a prepared brush and rice paper on it, and stepped forward to Tula.

It seems that Yang Ning had expected Tula to come over and prepared in advance.

There was no ink in the pen and paper, but Tula didn't care, picked up the brush, and glanced at Huhan, who was standing dumbly next to him like two fools.

Hu Han immediately understood, and hurriedly stepped forward to open the rice paper.

Tula took the brush and made a very simple horizontal and vertical stroke on it.

He looked at Yang Ning, "I asked Kang Min if he would like to exchange his remnants for his apprentice, the horizontal representative refused, and the vertical representative agreed,"

Yang Ning yawned, nodded and didn't speak.

Soon, a vertical appeared on the paper as if someone was actually writing with a brush dipped in ink.

Looking at this shaft, Tula's eyes showed a heavy sadness.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he muttered to himself, "You, why are you doing this? ”

Next to him, Yang Ning twisted his eyebrows and said to himself: "Red clothes? Soul lamp? Red, right? ”

"No, it feels better than the soul lamp."

"But the functionality of the soul lamp is much worse than that of the red clothes?"

"Oh, it's so hard to choose!"

As if he had not heard, Tula returned the pen and paper and said, "Everything is settled, please give them the last time for their master and apprentice to spend time together." ”

Yang Ning said without hesitation: "No problem, seven days." ”

Tula nodded, "So, the matter of resurrecting the soul?" ”

Yang Ning: "The soul is back to you, what to do with it is your business, I will not interfere." ”

Tula's face didn't show a hint of relaxation, "Then if Kang Min succeeds in borrowing Lorraine's corpse to resurrect his soul, will you continue to kill Lorraine?" ”

Yang Ning smiled and shook his head: "No." ”

Tula still did not let his guard down, and continued to ask: "What about your evil spirit?" Will they continue to kill Lorraine? ”

Yang Ning still smiled and shook his head: "No." ”

Tula hesitated for a moment and continued to ask, "Then will you send someone else to kill Lorraine?" ”

Yang Ning shook his head with a smile as before, "No." ”

Tula stepped forward with a puzzled face and asked urgently, "Why?" Will you keep Lorraine alive? Would you have this kindness?! ”

Yang Ning propped his head with his hands, looked uninterested, and said, "Because of the question you asked......"

"His preconditions simply won't be true."

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