Before dawn the next day, Xiao Lei, who hadn't slept all night, got up to work, first chopped firewood, and picked up water, he had just transformed, and he was not very good at using spells, but the strength was enough, and these things could be easily completed.

"Oops!" Aunt Li got up and saw that her yard was cleaned up, and hurriedly stopped Xiao Lei, who was still about to make a fire to cook, "You kid, last night I only said that I would let you carry water, but I didn't say that I would let you do this." ”

Then he snatched the thing from his hand and pushed him out of the kitchen: "Go and rest, children need to sleep more to grow taller." ”

Breakfast was only eaten by Xiao Lei and Aunt Li, Yun Yi was still in a coma, although the wounds on his body were no longer bleeding, but they were just not bleeding.

Two days came in a blink of an eye, and after Xiao Lei got up early that morning, he found that Aunt Li had not only been freshened up, but also smeared some rouge on her face, and her complexion had changed a lot.

Looking out of the courtyard again, I found that the villagers in the village had come out of their homes, and they were all dressed up in a new look, crowded at the entrance of the village, as if waiting for the arrival of some big man.

Xiao Lei was puzzled for a moment, and then suddenly thought of something, so he asked Aunt Li: "Is today the day when Zen disciples come to check the formation?"

"Yes," Aunt Li also pulled Xiao Lei towards the entrance of the village, "Our village can stay in the vicinity of the Netherworld Sea safely, relying on the protection of Zen Buddhism, for more than a hundred years, they have never been late or not coming for a year."

Over time, we came to this day as a festival, and there will be a campfire barbecue in the evening!"

The time was just right, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, Xiao Lei saw a young monk in a white monk's robe slowly walking on the path outside the village.

The monk had handsome facial features, a calm expression, slightly lowered eyebrows, a string of Buddhist beads on his hand and neck, and every step he took seemed to have been accurately measured, and the distance was exactly the same.

The head shone brightly in the sunlight, and his whole body was glowing, as if the Buddha statue standing in the temple had come to life.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, he stood with one hand on his chest and bowed to the villagers first, and then walked towards the village surrounded by everyone.

When he was alone, he didn't feel it, but when he reached the villagers, he found that he was obviously a head taller than the others, this person is so tall! Xiao Lei thought to himself, if only I could grow so tall in the future.

I was embarrassed to disturb others to check the formation, Xiao Lei followed the monk and walked around the whole village, and many villagers were like this, but he didn't show his specialness.

He thought so until the monk walked up to him: "This little benefactor, I wonder if there is anything to ask the little monk for help?" This sentence was a question, but it came out of the man's mouth as if it had already been determined.

"Uh-huh, I, I, I would like to please, ask the master to go and see my sister. Xiao Lei stammered for a long time under the gaze of his gaze before finishing a sentence.

Aunt Li on the side couldn't look at it, and said for him: "This child only came to the village a few days ago, and he lives in my house for the time being, and he also has a seriously injured sister who has been unconscious until now." I'm thinking about letting you show that girl, don't the masters often say that saving a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter?"

The monk did not answer immediately, but glanced at Xiao Lei, and then nodded and followed Aunt Li away.

Xiao Lei, who was standing in place, stiffened all over, and only breathed a sigh of relief until he could no longer see his back, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

He always felt as if the master knew that he was not human, and his eyes were cold and terrible, not at all as calm as when he faced the villagers.

After delaying for so long, Aunt Li and the monk had already gone away, Xiao Lei no longer hesitated, and hurriedly ran forward, as long as he could save his sister, even if he was killed by the monk.

When he arrived at the small courtyard of Aunt Li's house, Xiao Lei entered the house and saw that the monk was holding Yun Yi's wrist with one hand, and the Buddha beads on his wrist with the other hand, and his expression was still the same calm.

"How is it, Master, can you heal my sister's wounds?"

Seeing Xiao Lei again, the young monk's eyes were not as cold as just now, "This female benefactor's injury is not light, if you don't mind, the little monk wants to take her back to the sect to heal." ”

Xiao Lei thought for a moment, and suddenly woke up: "What does the master mean, can't I go with him?"

"Hmm. The monk nodded.

Even if this person didn't say it, Xiao Lei knew why he couldn't go, he didn't mind this, he was just worried that the monk would take Yun Yi away but not heal her well, or do something bad.

As if seeing his concerns, the monk spoke again: "The little monk's name is Qingwei. He took off the beads on his wrist, "If your sister doesn't come back in a month, you can take this bead to Zen Buddhism to find me." ”

Xiao Lei was taken aback, he knew the name Qing Wei, Yun Yi was afraid that he wouldn't understand anything after he turned into a human, and he would always call him when he read a book about the upper realm.

The upper realm is a generation every hundred years, and a few influential figures will emerge in each generation of human cultivation, as long as they do not fall halfway, they will become the pillars of human cultivation in the future, competing with demon cultivation and ghost cultivation.

Several geniuses of this generation are Yu Yanzhen of the Yu family, Xia Jingyao, the chief disciple of Xiaoyaomen, Yang Qingqing of Danxia Sect, and finally Master Qingwei of Zen Buddhism.

The age of several people is about the same, and the highest cultivation is Qingwei in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty, but his reputation is not as loud as the others, and he can become a popular figure of this generation, just because of his high cultivation, and there are no deeds that people talk about.

After hearing his name, Xiao Lei looked at him again for a moment, and found that this person was calm or calm, and he couldn't find any words to describe him for a while.

He took the Buddha beads and bowed deeply, "My sister will ask the master, and when she wakes up, you tell her that I will wait for her here." ”

After straightening up, he said, "Just let me send my sister outside the Zen sect and watch her in." ”

Knowing that he still didn't believe in himself, Qingwei didn't refuse, and nodded in agreement.

Without a little delay, Qing Wei tapped Yun Yi, and then a long golden thread appeared on her, Qing Wei dragged the golden thread, and Yun Yi floated steadily in mid-air to follow him.

Xiao Lei was really speechless when he saw this scene, he didn't dislike it at all just now, why do you want to avoid suspicion now?

"So you don't touch your sister's wounds. ”

“...... Thank you Qingwei Master"

Xiao Lei lowered his head and deeply realized the filth of his thoughts.