The wooden building market, the vendors who come and go, all have not changed, when the old monk took himself out to practice, he was here, Wuluo City!

"Little master, it's here!" said the farmer, looking out at the endless streets.

"Thank you, don't say goodbye, this is the money for you. Carefree took out a money bag and placed it in the farmer's hand. "How can this work!Little master, how can I ask for your money!" said that he was about to return it to Wu Wu, Wu Wu grabbed his hand, let him hold the money bag tightly and said: "You said that you have a daughter who is missing, and I can't help you, you take this money, it is my heart." ”

"It's... Okay, you take this. After speaking, he gave a large bag of spirit fruit to Wu Wu and let him pretend.

The two went back and forth, and finally parted on the street.

"I remember that when I was a child, the old monk came to visit a world-class supernatural in the Xinjia Building in Wuluo City. "Worry-free walked through the bustling streets and went directly to the north of the city, until he stood in front of the Xinjia Building.

The letter tower was already full of people standing early, worry-free in monk clothes, which was particularly obvious in the crowd, and everyone discussed: "Even the monk has something to ask the letter building, shouldn't he ask the Buddha?" haha!" "Don't talk nonsense, you see that this monk looks like a monk in addition to the Buddha beads in his hand, the eyebrows, the corners of his eyes and his face! This person is not easy to mess with at first glance!"

Everyone talked in a few words, and after a while, a steward came out, and he pointed to Wuwu and said, "Our master invites you to go up, come with me!"

Carefree followed the steward into the door, and the interior was the same as the furnishings many years ago, without any change, except when he went upstairs, he saw one or two white flowers hanging on the wall, which looked like a funeral ritual. Previously, the first floor was crowded with people, and the people who came to ask for this supernatural power could only wait on the first floor, relying on the servants to pass the word, but Wu Wu came to the second floor, which made him wonder.

The furnishings on the second floor are even less, basically all red curtains and canvases, one or two white flowers are very eye-catching, and there is a faint fragrance of incense, like a woman's bedroom, he slowly went upstairs, and before he saw the people upstairs, he heard a female voice: "Yesterday Forget Zen passed away, today you come here, but Forget Zen has an explanation?"

Wu Wu looked for the voice, a figure was sitting behind the curtain on the left, he turned sideways to face the curtain, only to find that the guide beside him was gone, and the two of them were left on the second floor.

"The little monk came not to be guided by the master, but to ask for advice. Carefree said.

The woman seemed a little disappointed and said, "Say, what do you want to know?"

"What is the relationship between you and my master?" asked Wuwu with a blank face.

The woman in the curtain trembled, and soon said calmly: "You just want to know this?"

"No, that decides whether I continue to ask!" said Carefree. "He and I were best friends!" replied the woman calmly, her face unfazed, her carefree fox eyes flashing pink, seeing everything behind the curtain. The woman did not move, and answered him calmly.

"I believe you, I want to know why the group of people who killed the gray fox clan disappeared back then, and where did they go?" asked Sansso. "Didn't your master make you forget the hatred?" said the woman, with a gloomy expression.

"No, the master never asked me to forget anything, I just want to get my stuff back, it's my gray fox clan's stuff!" said Carefree.

"I don't know about that. The woman replied, "Aren't you supernatural?"

"Calm down, the world is infinite, I can't know everything, do you still have questions?" the woman said calmly.

"Okay, last question, where is this thing?" said Wuwu and took out a book from his hand. The cover label reads "Futu Luosu", and the moment she took out the book, the woman in the curtain stood up, she trembled her hands and said, "Where did you get this book?"

"You answer my question first. "Carefree said, "Presumptuous!" suddenly there were a few more guards around the empty place, holding halberds, hehe.

"Little master, do you know that there is a charge for the letter building to inquire! Don't you see the people queuing outside? Don't answer the lord's question yet, or don't blame us for driving you out!" the steward also appeared, and said sharply.

"You all go down!" said softly in the curtain, her eyes still fixed on the book in her hand.

"This is a Buddhist scripture, from the Demon Domain, which your master saw in an ancient book, and he once came to ask me about the whereabouts of this book. The woman spoke. "This book was indeed discovered when I was sorting through my master's relics," said the woman as she stopped.

"Looks like he's found the book. The woman sighed and said, "This book is written by a fox demon of the demon clan who learns human Buddhism, and I probably thought it would be very helpful for you to understand Buddhism, so I went to find it!"

At this point, the woman stopped revealing it, but she felt that she hadn't finished concealing it.

"The master's death is because of this sutra, he contemplated this sutra in the main hall, three days and three nights, I woke up in the morning to find that he had been transformed, his body turned into ashes, dissipated. Master Forgetfulness said that he had obtained the true meaning of the Buddhist scriptures, but in fact, it was difficult for the shemale Buddha to be integrated, and the master he...."Worry-free said that he couldn't bear to talk about it, and he asked: "Where did this Buddhist scripture come from?"

"This—" The woman hesitated. "Where did you come from?" said Carefree excitedly.

"Clutch Valley. A figure sped past outside the city of Uro, and the word echoed in his ears.

Above the letter tower, the previous supernatural power stood respectfully beside an old man, the old man was the one who appeared in the Qingfeng Temple, and now his face was haggard, as if he was a little injured, he asked, "Where is the supernatural power?"

"The real supernatural power has been a guest at my door, and the sect master has personally accompanied him, and he can't come back for a while. The supernatural replied.

"Well, that's good, Clutch Valley has been against me for many years, so let this kid go to find out the situation first. The old man smiled secretly.

"What if I find out?" said the supernatural worriedly, "Do you have any doubts about the incense given by the old man?" the old man said angrily.

"Don't dare," the woman said in horror, and suddenly she smelled a burst of incense coming from the old man's clothes, "This is?" "This is the old man's soul incense, and the fewer people who know about it, the better." The old man grabbed the woman, seeing that she was in her thirties, the old man brushed off her ribbon blouse and carried her behind the curtain.

"A charlatan warlock relies on disguise to mix rice, it is better to follow the old man, so that you don't have to die. He lifted her face and admired.

"Kill me, let me do anything!" the woman said in horror. When the effect of the dementor incense came up, she only felt dizzy and was about to faint.

"Antidote, antidote!" the woman shouted. "Hahaha! There's no antidote, you'd better die, I'm old. He laughed wryly.