"Master Daoji, Master Daoji, quickly buy us a candy man. ”

"Oh, I want that, I want that big one!"

In the west of Lin'an City, in a bustling market, several young children are pestering a young monk in a shabby robe and a worn monk's hat to beg for money to buy candy.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, you loosen my monk's robe first, it's all there, it's all there. ”

Monk Daoji didn't care, he laughed and took out a few copper coins from his arms and handed them to the old man who blew candy next to him.

The children no longer pestered Daoji when they got the sugar man, and licked the sugar man happily on the side.

Monk Daoji continued to shake the broken fan and walked forward, occasionally encountering the gambling stalls of fighting cocks or crickets in the market, he would go in to play a few handfuls, and after a while, he lost all the money on his body.

Qiantang is picturesque, and Li Xiuyuan has been wandering in Lin'an City for several days, but he is still at a loss and does not know where to go. His master, Blind Hall Huiyuan, whose origin is unknown, did not dare to return to Lingyin Temple rashly before he figured out Huiyuan's purpose, so he could only continue to wander in Lin'an City, drinking every day until he was drunk, and came to sleep everywhere.

Li Xiuyuan doesn't like this world, his parents have passed away, and he doesn't have too many fetters in this world, so why not play the world?

After walking through a few noisy markets, I came to Fengle Building on the edge of the West Lake after a while.

"Hehe, Master Daoji is here again, please come inside!" The clever young man in Fengle Building hurriedly stepped forward to greet Li Xiuyuan.

Monk Daoji is a frequent visitor here, although he is a monk, he is not taboo in meat and vegetarian, and he likes to drink very much, and he is also very generous, and the guys in Fengle Lou know him.

"The old rule, don't cook the dog meat too badly, add more spicy seeds, and prepare a few cloves of raw garlic for me. Li Xiuyuan sat down by the window on the second floor and smiled at the clever young man and said his request.

"Well, we have recently invited a new chef from Bianjing, who is skilled and guarantees to meet the master's appetite. ”

After a while, the food and wine were served.

A jar of turbid wine, a plate of dog meat with garlic, and a few strong cooking cakes, seeing the food, Li Xiuyuan was not reserved, and directly started eating and drinking.

The old storyteller invited by Fengle Lou is still telling the story of the immortals to the drinkers, and I heard that after the old gentleman finishes this story, there will be a famous prostitute in Qiantang who will come to sing the song.

The handsome young man at the wine table opposite him was looking around, obviously interested in the famous prostitute of Qiantang who was going to appear soon.

Everything was originally harmonious.

"Hehe, Xiaoyi official, please rest assured, tomorrow the old man will send all the medicinal materials to the mouth of Guanxiang, in Brother Li's crude medicine shop on Sanqiao Street, Brother Jiang Shi is really a blessing, to have Xu Xiaoyi, you are such a capable nephew. ”

A middle-aged man with an obese body opened the attic door on the third floor of Fengle Building and walked out with a young man dressed in a gray Confucian uniform.

The young man in Confucian costume was about twenty-one or twelve years old, handsome in appearance and extraordinary in bearing.

"Thank you Boss Chen, there are other things to be busy in the Li family's medicine shop, so I'll leave first. The handsome young man smiled and walked downstairs.

When the Confucian young man walked past Li Xiuyuan, he was eating dog meat, and Li Xiuyuan, who was sipping yellow soup, suddenly had a surge in his heart, and a rushing killing intent suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart, and it was difficult to suppress it.

"What the hell is going on?"

Li Xiuyuan felt that his body was a little out of his control, he sat up suddenly, and the wine and food on the wooden table fell to the ground with a clatter.

I saw that his eyes were bloodshot, and his breath was surging, and there was a faint sign that he was going to go crazy.

The handsome young man with a noble face on the wine table next to him was startled, and he glanced at the unkempt, ragged mad monk opposite with a look of disgust, and hurriedly called the little man in Fengle Building.

The young man in Confucian clothes who was passing by also heard the movement, and looked up at Li Xiuyuan's side, and it was facing Li Xiuyuan's red eyes.

The Confucian young man looked stunned, he clasped his fists and saluted, nodded calmly to Li Xiuyuan, and then walked down the stairs with steady steps.

"Kill this man!

No, this is not my intention, I don't know him, how can I have murderous intent? What kind of monster wants to mess with my mind? Could it be that the memory of the Dragon Descending Arhat has begun to revolt?"

Li Xiuyuan's face fell into confusion and struggle, his brows were deeply furrowed, desperately suppressing the killing intent, but the killing intent in his heart became more and more vigorous.

"Master Daoji, are you alright?" the clever little guy came over and helped Li Xiuyuan up.

Li Xiuyuan got up with the help of that little guy, hurriedly sat cross-legged, and silently recited the Xuan Jue to seal his cultivation layer by layer, until he sealed all his cultivation, the killing intent in his heart gradually subsided, and his face returned to normal.

Looking at the back of the departing young man in Confucian clothes, Li Xiuyuan's brows furrowed even deeper.

He was sure that the Confucian young man was just a mortal with no cultivation, and he was not a demon or anything like that.

It's just that why would I have such a murderous intention against a mortal, as if I was an enemy of fate, and I would never die?

Also, isn't that Confucian young man's behavior a little too calm? No, this Confucian young man must be weird.

"Master Daoji, do you want to serve a new piece of wine and meat?" the young man called twice, and Li Xiuyuan came back to his senses.

Li Xiuyuan waved his hand, he groped around for a while and didn't find the silver taels, he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, pretended to be drunk, refused the support of the young man, stumbled out of Fengle Building, and chased the Confucian young man.

The young man in Confucian clothes seemed to feel something, and looked back slightly, and Li Xiuyuan immediately hid to the side.

The young man in Confucian clothes pretended not to be aware, and his steps were still gentle, but the direction of his progress was towards the gathering place of the crowds of cars and horses in the market.

When a carriage was galloping forward, the young man in Confucian clothes suddenly smiled mysteriously at Li Xiuyuan, only to see that his figure turned, and then turned into an alley and disappeared.

When he saw the mysterious smile on the face of the young man in Confucian clothes, Li Xiuyuan's face suddenly changed, and there was a strange sense of familiarity in his mind.

The carriage galloped past, and he didn't realize it, so he just cared about the young man who was obedient and chased after him.

His body suddenly collided with a fuel-walled car.

Fortunately, Li Xiuyuan has cultivated his physical body extremely strong in the past half a year, and even if he seals all his mana, he will not be injured by the collision of this galloping horse.

It's just that Li Xiuyuan was unscathed, and the carriage that collided with him suffered.

The middle-aged woman who was driving the car jumped out of the front of the car and injured her ankle, and a young girl fell from the carriage of the exquisite oil-walled car with a scream.

"Miss, be careful!" the middle-aged woman hurriedly shouted to the young woman who fell to the ground, ignoring the injury.

But it was the young woman's cry when she landed that disturbed the horse in front of the car, and the horse neighed and raised its hooves, and the direction in which the horse's hooves fell was where the young woman was.

A huge shadow covered her, and the young woman was suddenly frightened, trembling, and a little dazed.

The middle-aged woman's mood was even more anxious and sad, and she didn't dare to look in the direction of the young woman.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn't bear it and turned their heads one after another.

"Alas, maybe, this disaster was caused by me, and I can only suffer this blow on her behalf!"

Li Xiuyuan didn't dare to hesitate, his figure flew away, his arms were supported, and he was in front of the young woman.

The horse's hooves stepped down, and he received a hard blow in the back, Li Xiuyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became a little pale.

"Well, in order to save others, he did not hesitate to sacrifice his life, the master is really a compassionate person. ”

Seeing Li Xiuyuan desperately trying to save the young woman, everyone on the lookers cheered in unison. And the frightened horse was also controlled by onlookers.

"Miss, are you alright?" The middle-aged woman limped over, and when she saw that the young woman was fine, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Aunt Jia, where did you get hurt?" the young woman also asked with concern.

"Minor injury, nothing serious!" Aunt Jia gave the young woman a reassuring look.

The young woman immediately ran to Li Xiuyuan's side, looked at him with a grateful face and said, "Little girl, thank you for the master's life-saving grace, how is the master's injury?

"No need, this matter was originally caused by the poor monk, since the two donors were fortunate to have nothing to do, the poor monk resigned. ”

Li Xiuyuan waved his hand at the young woman with an indifferent expression.

He got up and patted the dust off his body, and looked at the alley where the young man in Confucian clothes had walked before, where the trace of the young Confucian had long been lost.

"Alas, I still lost it, but it also proved my previous suspicion, that young Confucian really has a problem. Li Xiuyuan sighed in his heart, and with a twist of mystery, the seals on his body were lifted layer by layer, and his cultivation was restored.

He had sealed the cultivation before because he was afraid that he would not be able to control his murderous intent and killed innocents indiscriminately, but now that it has been proved that the young Confucian is probably not innocent, why do I need to suppress the murderous intent?

See you next time, I won't let you run away again, I'll kill you.

Li Xiuyuan was about to leave this place when he suddenly saw the young woman stop in front of him.

The young woman looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a white silk shirt with a collar on her upper body, and a blue-green fine linen skirt on her lower body, looking delicate and lovely, but after some changes, her temples were messy, her headdress was gone, and the clothes on her body were also covered with dust, and she looked quite embarrassed.

"What's the matter with the donor?" asked Li Xiuyuan with a puzzled expression.

"Alas, the little master is a master outside the world, and he will not value these mundane things, but he doesn't know the master's preferences, and there is no other way for a while, this box of osmanthus cake is made by Xiaoxiao himself, and the master is also asked to accept it. ”

The young woman handed a beautiful purse and a food box to Li Xiuyuan.

"Donors don't have to be like that. ”

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and didn't answer, but the young woman stubbornly stopped in front of him, seeing that there were still people watching, Li Xiuyuan had no choice but to accept it, the embroidered purse was full of silver money, and it was about a hundred taels.

Seeing Li Xiuyuan accept it, the young woman smiled happily: "I don't know where the master is cultivating now, what is the name of the law?"

"The poor monk now lives in the West Lake Lingyin Temple, and his legal name is Daoji. Li Xiuyuan thought about it and felt that there was no need to hide it, so he told her the truth.

But I heard the young woman smile again: "Master Daoji wrote it down, the little girl's surname is Su, her name is Xiaoxiao, and her family lives by the Xiling Bridge in Qiantang Gate. ”

"Hehe, Su Xiaoxiao by the Xiling Bridge. The poor monk wrote it down. Li Xiuyuan's heart moved, and he laughed loudly.