I don't know when, Ye Ling's hand has an extra piece of jade jade.

This is a piece of smoky jade, and the patterns contained in it are very soft and have the beauty of lines.

"This jade is the finest quality, if there are fewer flaws, it can be compared to chalcedony. Ye Ling deliberately lengthened his voice and played with the stone in his hand.

The little boy looked surprised, and subconsciously pocketed.

Broken!

Jade!

He quickly realized that the jade in Ye Ling's hand was the jade in his pocket.

"You...... Who are you, give me back the jade!"

He plucked up his courage and said loudly.

Ye Ling saw that the little boy's clothes were in tatters, so he tested, "You said this piece of jade is yours?"

"Of course! What was taken from me is mine!"

"Haha, you kid, you talk so brainlessly. Ye Ling shook his head and smiled: "Then tell me how you got this piece of jade?"

"I ...... I picked it myself in the mountains! I'm Yugongzi!"

Yugongzi is a special title.

Although it sounds very decent, and even because of the word "jade", it is inexplicably extravagant, but in fact, they are just another way of saying miners.

Moreover, Yugongzi also refers to orphans who go into the mountains to collect jade.

There are many "benefits" to letting such teenage orphans go into the mountains to collect jade.

First, the jade veins, which do not need to be ordinary veins, are mostly hidden in extremely narrow and hidden corners.

Adults may not be able to enter these places at times.

Second, by using them to mine, you can oppress their young age, and deliberately lower their wages, and they can't resist.

Third, because they are orphans, these children, even if they never return, do not have any worries, and they can leave a good pension.

As soon as Ye Ling heard the boy say that he was a jade gongzi, he suddenly felt more compassion in his heart.

"Now that the evil spirit is in trouble, it is really inhumane to put a child like you running around in the mountains, who is your master's family? Take me to find it. ”

"You...... Big brother, I don't need you to go to my master's house, you return the jade to me, let me go. ”

This little boy didn't seem to believe in Ye Ling's strength.

It's no wonder that at his age, his bloodline has not yet opened, and he can't feel Ye Ling's strength at all.

It's better to pretend to return the jade to him, and then follow it secretly, and then you can find the master's house.

Ye Ling took a few steps forward and handed the jade to the boy.

The boy took half a step back.

He was not afraid of Ye Ling, but afraid of the two divine swords behind Ye Ling.

These two swords have an irresistible coercion over mortals.

Ye Ling smiled knowingly and put the jade on the ground, "I won't go over, you can pick it up." ”

Soon, the boy came tentatively, like a cautious little beast.

His right hand, like a poisonous snake, quickly grabbed the jade on the ground, turned around and ran.

Instead of running towards the bridge, the boy turned around and ran back into the woods.

Ye Ling thought to himself, this was just the same as the place he was going, so he waited for a cup of tea on the spot, and then followed the boy's breath all the way.

Half an hour later, the boy ran as fast as he could to the shore of a huge mountain lake.

In a flash, he slipped into a small temple by the lake.

"Here...... There is still a temple?" Ye Ling tilted his head, he thought that no one could survive in this kind of place.

He walked to the gate of the temple and saw the plaque mentioned above, which was called: "Wuyou Temple".

Nothing?

Unexpectedly, the evil monks in this temple are quite Yaxing.

Ye Ling no longer hid himself, and kicked open the temple door.

"Bullying orphans, going into the mountains to collect jade, and being embarrassed to call themselves monks?

Ye Ling shouted.

Not long after, in this temple, in the remedies on both sides, more than a dozen children in tattered clothes slowly walked out, including men and women, of different ages.

Ye Ling frowned, seeing these children, although they were dressed in tatters, their faces were not haggard in the slightest, but their eyes were shining, their cheeks were pouting, and they were very healthy.

"You're—"

"Shh

Before Ye Ling finished speaking, these children made a silent gesture one after another.

"The master is still chanting, don't disturb him!" a little girl whispered to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling nodded and looked into the distance.

In front of the main hall, under the Buddha statue, a young monk in a tan Buddha robe is reverently chanting, his eyes slightly widened, and his mouth is chanting.

Somehow, Ye Ling had a strong feeling at the first sight of him, this monk was definitely not a wicked person.

His skin, like mutton fat and white jade, was very similar to Ye Ling.

The face is born from the heart, ordinary people, it is difficult to have the same appearance as Ye Ling and this monk.

Moreover, Ye Ling's kick just now was enough to make this small temple tremble, but this monk did not panic at all and continued his recitation.

Ye Ling sat with the children, looking at the lake outside the Wuyou Temple, in the soaring white mist, it seemed that the heavens and the earth were shrouded, only this small world in front of him gave people a sense of security as if they were covered in a quilt.

The children, instead of casting curious glances at Ye Ling, did not speak, I don't know if they were afraid of Ye Ling, or afraid of disturbing the monks who were chanting.

An hour later, the fog faded and the moon hung high.

The young monk got up slowly, walked out of the Buddhist hall, and saluted Ye Ling.

"The little monk is an idiot, welcome to the guests. ”

This young monk, Ye Ling didn't dare to have the slightest cultivation in him, he was obviously an ordinary person.

But his bearing is something that even ordinary martial artists can't achieve.

Ye Ling, a martial artist who appeared inexplicably, had two sharp weapons behind his back, and as soon as he came in, he kicked the door and shouted, if he was put in the eyes of ordinary people, he would become a terrifying villain.

The monk was unusually calm, as if everything just now had nothing to do with him.

Fluttershy, go make tea. The idiot said to the clever girl just now.

"Are they all jade tributes?" Ye Ling asked straight to the point.

Xing Fool smiled, and said: "Exactly, they are all jade pickers from the other side of the lake, Moyu Villa, I rescued them in the mountains, and I put them in the temple to raise." ”

"To save people and educate people, the master should have great public morality. Ye Ling first praised it, and then said: "I don't know that Moyu Villa, it's -"

Halfway through Ye Ling's words, the idiot suddenly straightened up and looked at the night sky outside the door, with a panicked look on his face.

"Oops, oops, the little monk forgot about the big thing, Master Ye, please drink tea and sit down, I have some urgent matters, just come when I go!"

This idiot, the movement is fast, as soon as he says something, he disappears in a blink of an eye.

Ye Ling was very weird, took a sip of tea, and went out to follow.

This monk, seeing Ye Ling following behind, didn't have any intention of stopping him, and even said: "Master Ye, there are many demons on the night road, if you want to go with the little monk, you have to follow closely!"