Chapter Forty-Eight: The Colorful Stone
The monk didn't know when he opened his eyes and looked at Bai Xuanyue fixedly.
"Female benefactor......
Bai Xuanyue was taken aback, and quickly withdrew her gaze, but her heart was pounding.
Has the voyeur been discovered?
"Little Master, what's the matter?" Bai Xuanyue pretended to be calm and looked straight over with a smile.
"Amitabha, the face of the little monk and the female donor, there will be a bloody disaster in the near future, and it is not suitable to go out. ”
It's this charlatan trick again, or an old-fashioned routine, it is estimated that he will say next that as long as the female donor gives XX taels of silver, this disaster can be resolved.
Is her 21st century IQ really an ornament?
"I have no grievances with the little master, why do you want to rub my IQ on the ground?" Bai Xuanyue obviously didn't believe it, and her tone was also a hint of displeasure.
Dhara was born with red eyes, and he could see evil, ghosts, and evil things, and neither humans nor demons could escape his eyes.
But everything in the world, due to the cause, although these red pupils are given by God, there are also advantages and disadvantages.
Because of these eyes, he has been regarded as an alien by humans since he was a child, and he has been bullied, and he is often haunted by demons and monsters.
From the first time he saw Bai Xuanyue, Dhara knew that this woman was a hundred-year-old crane demon, and he should have avoided it, but when he saw that her demon spirit was pure and white, it could be seen that there was no life in his hands, so he had no resistance to her.
There was a cloud of black qi between Bai Xuanyue's forehead, and as for what that black qi was, even Dhara couldn't see it.
"There is a bad thing on the female benefactor, which can bring blood and light to the female benefactor. Dhara replied truthfully.
Ominous?
Bai Xuanyue stretched out her hand into her sleeve suspiciously, her eyebrows frowned, could it be that the monk was talking about this invitation?
But this invitation has to be sent by her, and she has also thought about secretly sending others to help her deliver the letter, but she has no friends in this world, if she pulls a random person, I am afraid that when I hear that it is to send a letter to Lei Yunfeng, I am afraid that she will run faster than a rabbit.
It's even more impossible to lose it, just Yu Weier, the eldest disciple of the national teacher, can defeat the Chitian Little Flying Tiger with one move, and the national teacher's magical powers are self-evident, once discovered, she not only offended Lei Yunfeng, but also offended the national teacher.
Of the two big shots, she didn't want to offend either of them, but it backfired.
Bai Xuanyue looked at the monk in front of her steadily, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, with a flattering smile on her face: "Little Master, how about we make a deal?"
"Female donor, you might as well talk about it. Dhara's red eyes flickered, and an unfathomable smile surfaced.
"Little Master helped me send this letter to the Langqing Inn and handed it over to the head of Lei Yunfeng, Lei Chi. I helped the little master enter the palace. Bai Xuanyue took out a gilded invitation from her sleeve, walked quickly to Dhara, and raised the gilded invitation in front of Dhara's eyes like a plague god.
"The little monk has always been happy with others, and the matter of the female benefactor is the matter of the little monk. Dhara slowly got up and reached out to take the gilded invitation.
Bai Xuanyue saw that the monk agreed, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
"How so?"
Bai Xuanyue's heart that had just sunk was instantly raised to her throat again, staring at the gilded invitation in her hand in disbelief.
Just now, Dhara's fingers went straight through the gilded invitation.
"Amitabha, it seems that this thing has nothing to do with the little monk. The surprise in Dhara's eyes flickered, but he didn't react much.
"Aren't you human?"
Bai Xuanyue hurriedly took a few steps back, standing behind the Red Sky Little Flying Tiger, staring at the monk vigilantly.
Isn't this a skill unique to ghosts on TV?
"The little monk looks at the female donor and is not a person, why do you accuse the little monk?"
Bai Xuanyue was about to refute, but suddenly it occurred to her that she really wasn't human now.
......?
I always feel that this sentence is strange.
At this time, the Chitian Little Flying Tiger quietly transmitted a voice in Bai Xuanyue's spiritual sense: This person is indeed a human being, but his Taoism is profound, and the master can't test his depth.
The meaning of the Red Sky Little Flying Tiger is obvious, the monk on the opposite side has a strong mana, he can't beat him, Bai Xuanyue still don't mess with him.
Bai Xuanyue naturally understood, just when she was racking her brains to figure out how to resolve the situation, Gyro spoke first and broke the deadlock.
"On the invitation of the female benefactor, it should have been banned by someone, so the little monk couldn't touch it. ”
"That'...... Little Master, does you have a solution?" Bai Xuanyue saw that the monk was not angry, and her heart was hanging, so she let it go.
"Although the little monk doesn't know what the relationship between the female donor and Leiyun Peak is, the little monk is willing to go to Leiyun Peak with the female donor, and the female donor doesn't have to rush to agree......"
"No!
Bai Xuanyue was thinking about a monk in her heart, plus a little flying tiger in the red sky, even if Lei Yunfeng had the intention to make things difficult, this little life could be regarded as stable.
"But...... The little monk's heart is one thing, if he doesn't do it, the little monk can't open his heart and has no desire to go. Dhara sat back down, bowing his head and shaking gently.
"Little Master, what's in your heart?"
"Female donor, have you heard of Bailuyuan?"
Bai Xuanyue shook her head, she had just arrived, and she didn't know much of the place, and her exploratory eyes looked at the Chitian Little Flying Tiger, only to see that the Chitian Little Flying Tiger was also at a loss.
"The little monk once saw a two-person high boulder in Bailuyuan, and the stone was overflowing with light, and the words written on it that the little monk couldn't understand, made the little monk itch hard. Dhara sighed.
The big stone that is overflowing with light, and there are two people high, isn't it the multicolored stone used by Nuwa to mend the sky?
Even if it's not a multicolored stone, it's probably a valuable treasure!
If......
However, Bai Xuanyue remembered that the monk was still in front of her yesterday and said that the little monk had no distracting thoughts, so he naturally had no way.
Today, you can't bear to be itchy with such a treasure?
Is he really a fake monk?
Although Bai Xuanyue complained in her heart, she didn't dare to show it directly, and still smiled at each other: "Little Master, do you remember what was written on that stone?"
The little monk didn't know those strange symbols, so naturally he couldn't remember what words were written on them. Dhara pretended to regret, but there was a treacherous red glow in his red eyes.
Bai Xuanyue said excitedly: "Then why don't we go and move the stone back together, and we will sell it for fifty-fifty!"
"Amitabha, the Buddha said, money is something outside the body, devouring its mind and swallowing its soul. The little monk is only interested in the symbols on the stone, and the colored stone can be obtained by the female benefactor!"
"Deal!" Bai Xuanyue nodded with a smile in agreement, but she didn't expect this monk to be so easy to talk to.
In any case, she didn't lose money on this trip, even if she didn't know the words on it, it would be worth a lot of money to carry the stone out and sell it.
The colorful stone full of streamers has never grown so big.
'Stupid woman, you just believe in this monk like that?'
The Red Sky Little Flying Tiger heard in the ears.