Mo Long knew that Mo Long was not a good thing, he was very cunning, at least more dangerous than him Mo Long, the light birch fairy had no mana and wanted to play any ghost should not be able to threaten Mo Long, so he nodded after thinking about it: "First of all, you must not let him run..."

"Don't worry, you can't run away. Mo Long waved his hand and pointed around, "This place is full of the eyes and ears of poor monks. She has nowhere to hide, where can she run?"

"Ears and eyes?" Mo Long looked around in amazement. "Where?"

Mo Long smiled: "Flowers and plants on the ground, grass and trees in the mountains." Ants on the ground, fish swimming in the water, birds flying in the sky, are all the eyes and ears of the poor monk, without the consent of the poor monk, she runs everywhere in vain. ”

Speaking of flowers and plants, Mo Long looked at the ground, and thoughtfully, probably understood, Mo Long should have the ability to communicate with these creatures.

"This woman is really not easy to deal with, it's better to be careful, there are some things you have to pay attention to......" Mo Long told him some precautions, especially emphasizing that he couldn't let the Light Birch Fairy know about the Millennium Period, otherwise the Light Birch Fairy would run away and hide and wait for the arrival of the Millennium Period.

"Uh-huh!" Mo Long nodded, indicating that he had written it down, and turned around and walked towards the Light Birch Fairy.

Mo Long: "What are you doing?"

Mo Longtou didn't reply, "There are guests from afar, how can you not say hello, the poor monk is not an impolite person." ”

Mo Long was speechless, and said in his heart, you are polite to hell.

He didn't know what Molong was going to do, but he was happy to see it, if Molong could really torture the birch fairy, it could also eliminate the hatred in his heart, and he was tormented miserably along the way.

Wearing a moon-white monk's robe, swaying slightly in the breeze, swaying in the flowers and plants, walking quietly.

The birch fairy nervous, subconsciously took a step back, and wanted to escape, but thinking that this person had mana, he couldn't escape if he wanted to, so why bother doing that useless work, so he had to stand there and wait.

When the ink dragon got closer, he could see the face of the ink dragon clearly, and the holy and handsome face made the birch fairy stunned, and her heart beat instantly, as if someone was in the mud and waterlogging and someone wanted to reach out and pull her out, just this glance was like the sudden opening of the dark clouds and seeing the blue sky.

What a handsome monk! As soon as the birch fairy muttered something in her heart, she immediately startled herself, and hurriedly asked herself what was wrong?

However, she had to admit that she had been in the Bliss Realm for many years, and it was the first time she had seen such a handsome monk, especially the unspeakable holiness, which made her have a different kind of feelings.

I kept asking myself what was wrong, and in a flash, I remembered what I said about the Heavenly Demon Dance.

Before the great monk attains the Tao, there must be all kinds of demonic obstacles entangled, the heart of the demon is difficult to break, the heavenly witch is one of the demonic obstacles, and the color tempts it.

And the Heavenly Demon Dance was originally used by Nanwumen to let the disciples in the sect go through the demon barriers, and it was rare to come if it didn't break the demons.

The birch fairy seemed to vaguely understand that once she met a real enlightened monk, she would react after cultivating the authentic Heavenly Demon Dance, and the more profound the Heavenly Demon Dance was, the closer she would be to the real Heavenly Witch, and the easier it would be to provoke her reaction in this regard.

Of course, she didn't know if this was a comfort she had given herself.

Mo Long finally stood in front of her and smiled slightly, elegant as a lotus, soothing people's hearts, the more the temperament and that feeling made the birch fairy's heart beat, and her eyes were opposite.

"Amitabha, I heard that the female monk is also a disciple of Buddhism. "The dragon is in full swing.

The light birch fairy pinched out the flower and pointed it on her chest, bowed slightly and returned the salute, "The master is the same person." ”

What's the situation? Looking at the ink dragon here with a toothache, how did the birch fairy become so polite?

The birch fairy who put down his hand glanced at the ink dragon and asked, "Does the master want King Kong to subdue the demon for Niu Youde to get rid of me?"

Mo Long: "Is the friar a demon?"

The birch fairy denied it: "No." ”

Mo Long: "If it's not a demon, how can you say that King Kong subdues demons?"

Light Birch Fairy: "Before, I saw that the master was as irritable as thunder and wanted to kill me with a sword, was it because I was wrong?"

Mo Long: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color." ”

Light Birch Fairy: "If you want to kill, you have to listen to the respect, why should the master use this perfunctory believer's words to perfunctory me." ”

Molong said together: "Amitabha, since I know that life and death are in my thoughts, can't I let go?"

The birch fairy was stunned for a moment, thinking yes, anyway, the other party can put me to death at any time, what else do I have to worry about?

After thinking it through thoroughly, his body and mind suddenly relaxed, and he saluted again: "Master Xie ordered." ”

Mo Long didn't say anything more, turned back to Mo Long, and Mo Long asked him, "What did you tell her?"

"It's nothing, just say hello. Mo Long said and took the bamboo tube from him, pulled out the sieve and smelled it, and threw it away, and then took off the dried meat hanging on Mo Long's body and looked at it, and threw it away.

"Eh..."Mo Long, who maintained the consciousness of stockpiling dry food, was not used to coming, and stretched out his hand, looking unbearable, wanting to redeem it.

Mo Long pressed his hand, "How can I let you eat this on the territory of the poor monk." He beckoned, took Molong back to the pavilion, and kicked the barrel, "It's very fresh, and I'll wash the dust for you." ”

Mo Long took a look, there were two fish in the barrel, and said indifferently, "Not enough to eat." ”

"Well said!" Mo Long took the sword that lay across the barrel and walked out of the pavilion, holding the sword in one hand and standing in front of his chest with the other.

Soon, an eagle soaring in the air flew in, circled a few times above the head of the ink dragon and landed in front of him, and then seemed to be frightened again, and wanted to flapp its wings and flee, the ink dragon had already stabbed the eagle to the ground with a sword.

In the same way, soon two hares came out of nowhere, jumped and ran over and squatted at the feet of the ink dragon, and the result was the same as the end of the eagle, both of which were cut down by the ink dragon.

Mo Long was speechless, and the light birch fairy not far away was also a little dumbfounded.

Mo Long beckoned to the birch fairy again.

The birch fairy hesitated for a moment, but finally walked over, but he didn't dare to approach, a little afraid of the sword in Mo Long's hand, worried that it would come to him like that.

Before she could ask, Mo Long had already thrown the sword in his hand and inserted it in front of her, pointing to something on the ground and saying, "You two are also hungry, go wash and peel it, bake it and eat it." Without looking back, he went straight back to the pavilion and lifted the barrel outside the pavilion, "There are two more fish." ”

Mo Long stared at the sword in front of the Light Birch Fairy, and the Light Birch Fairy also stared at the sword in front of him.

At last, the birch fairy drew his sword in his hand, picked up the game on the ground, and when he passed the pavilion, he took the barrel and walked to the lake, where he squatted and washed and peeled it.

Mo Long really thought that he was wrong, when did the light birch fairy become so well-behaved and obedient, and actually let him do whatever he wanted, and he didn't even have an objection?

"Why did you give her the sword?" said Mo Long, looking back and saying in a deep voice.

"It's not over if you go back and let her come back. Mo Long looked indifferent, leaned over and uncovered the floor below, and carried out bamboo tubes one by one, "This is the fruit wine made by the monkeys in the mountains, the taste is okay, let go and drink it, and let the monkeys send it after drinking." Then he took out a oilcloth bag, covered the floor, walked to the side and unwrapped the oilcloth bag, and threw a set of clothes to him, "You are dirty, go wash it, I don't have any other clothes, they are all monk's robes I wear." If you don't like it, I'll go back and cut two storage bracelets. ”

Mo Long picked up his clothes and shook them open, yes, it was really the moon-white monk's robe running through the sea of ink, it was like this, there was nothing to pay attention to, so make do with it. Before leaving the pavilion, he didn't forget to advise, "Be careful, this woman has a lot of eyes." ”

"Got it, got it, I'll keep an eye on it, go ahead. Mo Haile waved his hand.

With Mo Hai staring, Mo Long was also a lot more relieved, and walked away along the lakeside before stripping off and washing in the water.

After Mo Hai, who was holding a bamboo tube and slowly pouring wine into his mouth, confirmed that Mo Long couldn't see the situation clearly here, he put down the bamboo tube, took out a set of clothes from the oilcloth bag, and walked out of the pavilion and walked to the lakeside.

The birch fairy, who was squatting on the shore of the lake and had almost cleaned the game, looked back.

Mo Hai put the clothes next to her and said with a smile: "There are no clothes worn by women, they are all monk's robes worn by poor monks, they are clean, if you don't dislike them, go wash and change them." ”

The birch fairy nodded and washed the last fish and put it into the barrel along with the sword.

Mo Hai smiled again: "I'll bake the things, you go wash them." "I took the barrel and walked.

The birch fairy who was squatting on the shore of the lake looked back at him, looked at the clothes that were placed aside, was silent for a while, and finally stood up, and did not go far like the ink dragon, but untied his clothes on the spot, took off his essence, and slowly waded into the cool lake water.

She didn't know if Mo Hai was peeking at her, and it wasn't until her body was all soaked in the water that Huo Ran looked back and played a sneak attack.

As a result, Xian Mohai didn't peek, but stood there openly and watched, with a lustful smile on his face, and laughed from time to time, as if he hadn't seen it yet.

Where is the previous holiness? The birch fairy rolled her eyes, but she was more relaxed. Unlike Mo Long, a cold-blooded animal who doesn't know how to pity the jade, when he turns around, he suddenly bites his lip and smiles, stretches his arms happily and unties his head, easily washes his body in the clear lake water, and even hums a small tune gently.

She usually has a cold face, and she rarely smiles from the bottom of her heart like this, and she doesn't know what is wrong with herself.

Thinking of this trip, the birch fairy herself felt incredible. This dignified jade-faced Buddha would have made it into the current situation. Along the way, the nerves were tense and Mo Long, I couldn't wait to open one eye even when I slept, but I relaxed when I saw this monk, and it was really completely relaxed, and my mind also had an inexplicable young and cheerful impulse, which was a wonderful feeling.