"Where did the monk come from?"

Lu Xiaofeng didn't chase too far before he was stopped.

Stopping him was a barefoot monk in straw sandals, dressed in an old and greasy rag robe, with round cheeks—an honest monk.

The honest monk stepped on the twelve-grade lotus platform condensed by the river at his feet, folded his hands, and looked at Lu Xiaofeng with a smile.

Qingbo rippled slightly, the honest monk's body was unshakable, although the smile was obscene, but there was a solemn charm, and even the bright oil on his face seemed to be a layer of brilliant and crystalline Buddha light.

No one knows whether the honest monk is really honest or fake, Lu Xiaofeng doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, he only knows that the honest monk is blocking his way.

But I saw Lu Xiaofeng standing by the void, his face was like frost, his black hair was scattered, flying wantonly, bursting with wisps of colored light like lightning and glow, and the void trembled, and the bright red big hunting and hunting flew over, like a dancing blood dragon, crazy and vicious, just like its name, it was a kind of shock when I heard it.

The cold wind wrapped around him, lifting him up and levitating in the sky, almost like a god and a demon.

"Monks have always come from everywhere. ”

"Really?"

The teacher monk smiled and played wittily, but Lu Xiaofeng may not be in the mood to play with him, he doesn't feel that the honest monk appeared here for no reason.

Things are too coincidental, and Lu Xiaofeng is just the one who doesn't believe in coincidences.

The will of the abyss like a prison came suddenly, enveloping this piece of heaven and earth, pressing the mountains and rivers heavily, and the rivers were turbulent, firmly binding the honest monks, and pressing them into the river inch by inch.

The waves shook, and the ripples passed out from the lotus platform, and the folds gradually deepened, twisted, and rotated, and the honest monk poured all the force that Lu Xiaofeng exerted on him onto the surface of the river, pressing the surface of the river into a downward depression, and the river water flowed around.

The water glow is like a semi-solidified gelatin.

On the other hand, the pressure on the honest monk's body is getting bigger and bigger, as if a side of the world has been smashed down, squeezing the monk's face red, and the lotus platform under his feet is becoming more and more narrow.

"Whoa!"

Finally, when the body of the honest monk was completely lower than the river bank, the lotus platform suddenly shattered, and the river rushed into it, like a torrent that broke the embankment, surging towards the center.

An honest monk, after all, he can't stop Lu Xiaofeng's skills, he thinks too highly of himself.

The strong water slapped on the honest monk, and the monk was sure that Lu Xiaofeng really had a killing intent, and he was not in a hurry to stabilize his body, and shouted: "Master Lu, the monk is a messenger, why should you be angry? ”

In a hurry, he poured several mouthfuls of river water in a row.

Although the two had some friendship, the moment the honest monk appeared, their friendship was broken.

"The rules, are you set by your family?" Lu Xiaofeng sneered, although he no longer oppressed the honest monk, he would not let him go easily.

Today's matter, if there is no explanation, he Lu Xiaofeng will make the honest monk become a dead monk.

"Amitabha!" The honest monk pronounced a Buddha name, with a wry smile on his face, his eyes were complicated, and said: "Someone asked the monk to greet Lu Shizhu, saying that he was still missing Lu Shizhu to celebrate, so he asked the monk to make up for Lu Shizhu." ”

I don't know if his wry smile is because of Lu Xiaofeng's strength, or because of the breakoff between the two.

"Congratulations?" Lu Xiaofeng was shocked in his heart, and suddenly remembered the little old man on the nameless island who was kind and kind, but made him jealous, Wu Ming, and suddenly understood who the honest monk was bringing it for.

"Make it up, how to make it up?" Lu Xiaofeng finally collected his strength, gradually fell, and also stood on the surface of the river, looking down at the honest monk.

For no reason, Lu Xiaofeng had an intuition that what the honest monk said was not a counterstatement.

On Nameless Island, the little old man once said that he would celebrate twice a day, one of which was for him Lu Xiaofeng.

That night, the change came suddenly, the two sides did not dare to stay, Lu Xiaofeng and Su Yu joined hands to kill the Eight Immortals of Wine, lifted the little old man's Water Pavilion, slaughtered Gong Jiu, and collapsed the underground palace, it can be said that the Nameless Island has been almost destroyed because of him.

In Lu Xiaofeng's mind, he and the little old man have a deep hatred like the sea, and they don't share the sky, I don't know why the little old man didn't seek revenge on him, but wanted to fulfill the joke of the day.

However, there must be something to ask for, Lu Xiaofeng believes that there is no grudge in the world for no reason, and what the little old man wants must be great.

Among them, although Lu Xiaofeng wanted to distinguish clearly, he had to enter his hub and follow other people's scripts.

Now that I think about it, the little old man did not show up on the nameless island, it is indeed not as Shaman said, the little old man is not strong, he is afraid, or he is not worried, but he wants to turn light into darkness, avoid the limelight, and sit and watch Lu Xiaofeng run for him, and the object he wants to deal with is the power that robbed Shaman.

The little old man's scheming deserves his praise for being as wise as the sea, and being the enemy of such a character, Lu Xiaofeng is both vigilant and happy.

People in the world say that it is difficult to find a confidant, but in fact, it is not easy to find an opponent who is on the same level.

With those people with well-developed limbs and simple minds as opponents, he defeated them, and Lu Xiaofeng didn't feel that he had anything to be proud of. But the little old man is not ordinary, such an opponent is worthy of his initiative.

The honest monk floated straight from the water, shook the water stains on his body, shook his big sleeves, shook his shiny bald head vigorously, and twisted his body wildly, like a water dog, he shook the water droplets, and poured his head at Lu Xiaofeng.

Lu Xiaofeng watched the honest monk's performance expressionlessly, and his real power rotated, forming a layer of protective body qi outside his body, blocking all the water droplets from the outside.

He knew in his heart that this was the honest monk deliberately disgusting him to express his dissatisfaction.

The honest monk's name is honest, and he is naturally very honest, and if he is dissatisfied, he will show it in person, and he will never hide it. Therefore, there are evaluations such as not being able to suffer, taking advantage of advantages, being cautious, holding grudges, etc.

These evaluations are precisely because he is too honest, takes revenge when he has revenge, and has a frank temperament.

Lu Xiaofeng pursed his lips in his heart, laughing a little, but suddenly woke up.

Honest and not necessarily honest, this is the world's consistent understanding of honest monks.

Lu Xiaofeng used to think that the world did not know the cause and effect, and he just generalized, but in his eyes, the honest monk was really honest.

As a friend of an honest monk, although he is not very good, Lu Xiaofeng is very confident in his ability to recognize people, and is complacent with his "insight".

At this time, I realized that there was no reason.

Lu Xiaofeng heard a story about the honest monk: at that time, the people of the Water Snake Gang robbed the honest monk, and when the man was trembling and the woman was crying, the monk honestly confessed that he had no money; after the bandits left, he chased after him and admitted that he had lied just now, and the monk honestly knelt on the board of the boat and offered four taels of silver on his body; the next day, the water bandits all died.

Who killed it, it goes without saying.

In the past, after listening to this story, Lu Xiaofeng might laugh at the pedantry of the honest monk, or despise the monk's careful eyes, but he deeply admired the monk's honesty and remembered the monk's honesty.

However, thinking about it carefully, Lu Xiaofeng was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.

The reason why the honest monk is honest is to turn honesty into a sign that distinguishes him from others.

In the face of the robbery of the bandits, everyone on the boat followed the law of obediently doing what the bandits said, but the honest monk didn't want to hand over the money, he wanted to be different from others, so he behaved very honestly and successfully avoided the loss of money.

After treading the waves to catch up with the water bandits and show their martial arts, another rule should be followed at this time - defeat the water bandits and recapture the looted property of everyone. But the honest monk didn't, he did the opposite, abandoned his martial arts, and instead knelt down to a group of water bandits.

The difference between the two times is actually not that he is honest, but because of the dishonesty in his heart, a mentality that wants to be different.

Honesty is just a tool for him to disguise himself for what he really is.

At this moment, who can be sure that the cautious eye shown by the honest monk is not another mask, not a mask used to hide his true purpose and origin?

Just like today, Lu Xiaofeng suddenly realized that the honest monk was actually a little old man.

The honest monk made a gesture, in order to paralyze Lu Xiaofeng's vigilance, so as to better approach Lu Xiaofeng and complete his task.

In vain, he thinks that he has a wide range of friends and friends all over the world, but he doesn't know how many of his friends are sincere and how many are false. Lu Xiaofeng laughed again, but it was himself who laughed.

But he had some conjectures about the forces behind the honest monk.

The person who works as an honest monk must be a person who has an excellent reputation in front of the world, or a person of high character, or a person of self-denial and public service, or a person who is above board, and on the surface, they must behave extremely perfectly.

What they are planning is inevitably intolerable to the world's principles and mainstream ideologies, such as the slaughter of sentient beings, or...... Change the dynasty!

For the former conjecture, that is, the realm of the little old man surpassed the martial arts sect, and Lu Xiaofeng did not think that he could complete it, so his attention was on the latter conjecture.

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaofeng's cold face finally eased a little, and the honest monk who had been secretly paying attention to him suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, although he had obtained the expected effect on Lu Xiaofeng's expression.

"Master Lu, that person knows your troubles, and specially asked the monk to send the donor a word. ”

But seeing the honest monk with his hands folded, his face solemn, stepping on the lotus platform that is heavy and condensed, just like a Buddha who came into the world, no wonder he can be called one of the gods and monks in the world.

Although the robe was tattered and crumpled on the honest monk's body, it couldn't reduce his demeanor, Rao was Lu Xiaofeng's fake seriousness of the honest monk, and he couldn't help but praise in his heart, it was really good-looking.

"Say what?"

"Back to ancient Xiangyang. ”

"Gu Xiangyang?"

Lu Xiaofeng almost jumped up, he was concerned about it, he was almost in the dark under the lamp, and he was taken away, but he was really a little lucky at this time. But in the face, he would not let the honest monk look down on him, and asked coldly, "Where is it?"

"Abyss Rift!"

"Abyss Rift?"

"Yes, that's all the words, believe it or not, Lord Lu Shi will decide for himself, and the monk will retire!"

The honest monk flicked his long sleeves, the lotus platform under his feet turned, and he was supported down the river, and Lu Xiaofeng stared at him intently until he could no longer see it.