"City Lord Guo, what does this mean?"

Seeing the city guards who were about to make a move, Lu Wushuang suddenly got up and blocked in front of Song Yifei.

"Amitabha! I also hope that Lord Guo will look at the thin face of the little monk and not embarrass Master Han. ”

Shibei proclaimed the Buddha's horn, and his voice was flat, but it gave people endless pressure.

Seeing that Shi Beiluo was actually protecting Song Yifei, the originally tense atmosphere eased down instantly.

Guo Zhiyun witnessed with his own eyes that Lin Jiuxiao, who easily killed his innate guard, was chased by Shi Beiluo like a lost dog.

The group of martial arts masters who followed Lin Jiuxiao were suppressed by Shi Beiluo in a snap of their fingers.

If Shi Beiluo was bent on protecting Song Yifei, he would really be a little helpless.

Fortunately, the other party is a decent family, and he always has to talk about some rules, as long as he says things himself, the other party will naturally not offend the court for one person.

"The master doesn't know anything! It was this person who caused my guards to be killed, my family to be tied up, and I myself almost lost my life!"

This kind of unwarranted disaster, whoever encounters it will vomit blood in depression.

"Mr. Guo doesn't know! Mr. Han is also forced to be helpless!"

Then Lu Wushuang told the story made up by Song Yifei again.

Originally, Song Yifei wanted to explain by himself, but now that Lu Wushuang is willing to come forward, it would be better.

Lu Wushuang is considered a local snake, Guo Zhiyun has to sell her a little face no matter what, and it is more convincing and easier to believe when it comes out of her mouth.

"Roster!!, are you telling the truth?"

Hearing the roster, Guo Zhiyun was overjoyed.

This incident, even if Song Yifei is taken to the top cylinder, he will be guilty in the end. Just to help the Demon Gate, he jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it away.

And this young monk, who is unwilling to kill. Otherwise, Lin Jiuxiao would not have to be so passive.

Fortunately, the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

There is no end to the road!

If this roster is really the same as what Song Yifei said, then he can make meritorious contributions, even if there is no reward in the end, there should not be much punishment.

"It's true!" Song Yifei said.

"Where?"

"I put it in the attic where the books are stored, the city lord waits!"

Then Song Yifei ran away and handed over the hidden roster to Guo Zhiyun.

After getting the roster, Guo Zhiyun originally wanted to take Song Yifei back, and after confirming the authenticity, he would release him.

However, with Shi Beiluo and Lu Wushuang as guarantors, this matter will be stopped.

Although Guo Zhiyun was unwilling, the situation was stronger than others, so he could only pretend to agree.

"The little girl is not in good health, and when her father comes back another day, she will definitely come to the door to thank her!"

"Miss Lu is serious!

Waiting for Guo Zhiyun to leave with the guards, Song Yifei expressed his gratitude to Lu Wushuang and Shi Beiluo. If it weren't for the two of them, I'm afraid things would have been very troublesome.

Through inquiry, Song Yifei knew what happened after Shi Beiluo chased him out.

Due to the obstruction of the masters of the Blood Killing Hall outside, and the light skills in the sword spectrum of warding off evil spirits are very good, Shi Beiluo failed to catch up with Lin Jiuxiao.

Originally, Shi Beiluo had many opportunities to kill Lin Jiuxiao, but he once swore that he would never kill in this life, which gave Lin Jiuxiao a chance.

Not killing on the rivers and lakes seems to Song Yifei to be nonsense!

Kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, this is the truth that he has always pursued, and whenever he has the opportunity, even if it is only someone who has ill will towards him, he will attack.

It's just that, with his identity, he is not qualified to say that the teacher has fallen north.

"Master, I have a friend who is dedicated to the Buddha, I don't know if you accept apprentices?"

Song Yifei, who saw the talent of the demon in Shibei, had already given birth to the idea of abandoning the way to seek Buddha and kneeling to lick the big guy.

With Shi Beiluo's talent, if you can follow him, it won't take a few years to go sideways.

So Song Yifei sacrificed the words of "making friends out of nothing", and wanted to inquire first.

"The little monk's cultivation is shallow, and he doesn't dare to mislead people's children! Master Han Shi still let his friends worship others!"

Your cultivation is stronger than that of the head of Wudang, and you told me that your cultivation is shallow?

Then I'm only thirty-five years old, wouldn't I have to die headlong!!

Song Yifei didn't know if Shi Beiluo saw his hidden meaning or really thought so.

"Master, the two of us are so fateful! Otherwise, we would just become brothers of the opposite sex! Share blessings and hardships!" Song Yifei said with a smile.

Fortunately, Liu Qingcicada is not here, otherwise he would definitely shout, a fellow person.

I can't be your apprentice, I can't be your brother yet!

"The little monk is dedicated to the Buddha, and he is accompanied by the ancient Buddha of the green lantern in this life, which is enough!

Shi Beiluo's smile has not changed from beginning to end, it is light and light, calm, and otherworldly, as if everything in the world cannot disturb his state of mind.

No matter what Song Yifei says, he will neither be too close nor too distant.

Song Yifei, who was rejected again, began to consider whether the monk could take in his son.

It's just that before Song Yifei could destroy the three views, he was interrupted by Lu Wushuang's mouth.

"Mr. Han, don't embarrass the master! The master is a monk, and he has long been untainted with mundane things!" Lu Wushuang said softly.

"What Lord Lu said is extremely true!"

Shi Beiluo clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

These two people, is it really the relationship between brother-in-law and sister-in-law?

How do you look at it!!

For the polite exchange between the two, Song Yifei was really speechless.

"Amitabha! Lord Lu! Master Han! The little monk still has something to do, so don't bother!"

Shi Beiluo had no intention of staying, he just came to see Lu Wushuang regularly according to the agreement.

"The master saved my life! I haven't thanked you yet!"

It's rare to meet such a cowhide character, Song Yifei naturally wants to get closer to each other. In the future, if you encounter danger, you can also move the other party's name out and use it as a shield.

I am good brothers with Master Shengxuan of Shaolin Temple, who dares to touch me!

When I say this, I feel majestic when I think about it!

"With a gesture, Master Han doesn't need to worry about it!"

Shibei was light and light, and he didn't care about Song Yifei's thanks.

"The grace of a drop of water, when the spring reciprocates! Not to mention the grace of saving my life, the master must give me a chance!"

It's like drinking, glass after drink, as long as you keep people, the relationship will be closer.

However, as Lu Wushuang said, Shi Beiluo's will was very firm, and he did not waver in the face of Song Yifei's rescue.

Song Yifei really can't help it, if he continues, maybe Shi Beiluo will give him a slap directly, and he will be superb.

"Then another day, I'll go to Shaolin Temple to thank the master!"

"Farewell!"

Shi Beiluo had no nostalgia, turned around and left.

What a pity!

After Shi Beiluo left, Song Yifei didn't dare to stay longer, for fear that Guo Zhiyun would come back to find him trouble.

After packing his luggage, Song Yifei said goodbye to Lu Wushuang that night.

"Miss, this is a letter from Mr. when he arrived at the city gate, let me send it to Miss!"

Qian'er, who sent Song Yifei to the gate of the city and returned again, handed a letter to Lu Wushuang.

"Oh?"

Lu Wushuang was slightly surprised, and didn't understand why Song Yifei didn't give it to her in person.

Qian'er, who was standing at the table, cut the heart of the candle with scissors to make the candle brighter.

Cen opened the letter, Lu Wushuang looked at it by candlelight, and Qian'er walked to the door very sensibly.

"When is the bright moon? I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

"Miss Lu's life-saving grace cannot be repaid in the future, and I will write a poem to wish happiness and health for the rest of my life!

"Han Yu, stay. ”

Written in the 331st year of the Great Dry Calendar, March, Spring.