From the gap in the endless crowd, looking at Mingxiu, who was holding an unfinished rock sugar gourd in one hand and a green pastry in the other, eating happily with a happy face, Mingwu's big face couldn't help but twitch.

The monk did Mingxiu's part, and it was really against the sky!

Mingxiu is like a rich young master wandering around the rivers and lakes, while Mingwu is a dog-legged follower, handling all the trivial matters of the young master in the back. Originally, there was a Shenxiu who brought tea and water, but he was ordered by the young master to resist the powerful Arhat, and he has not returned yet.

Following behind Mingxiu, Mingwu, who was as tall as an iron tower, had a bitter face at the moment, both angry and worried. Finally, he couldn't help it, and loudly expressed his dissatisfaction: "Senior brother, Master Shenxiu doesn't know if there is any danger, aren't you worried?"

Mingxiu swallowed the fresh green pastry in his hand in one bite, and muttered, "What are you worried about?"

"Master Shenxiu is facing one of the eighteen Arhats of Buddhism, Huanxi Arhat is so powerful, you let him stop him, what if Huanxi Arhat hurts him?" Mingwu said with big eyes and some anger.

"If you can't beat him, he can run!" Mingxiu said as a matter of course, still without a trace of worry.

"You let him stop Venerable Huanxi, if you don't leave safely, will he run?" Ming Wu's voice raised involuntarily, although he respected and cared for this genius junior brother, some of the junior brother's practices really made him unbearable, such as not even caring about the life and death of his own apprentice.

"Will he be so obedient?" This time Mingxiu's face finally changed, but instead of worrying, he looked at Mingwu suspiciously.

Ming Wu stroked his forehead with his hand, and he was angry! They were able to escape safely, and it was obvious that Shenxiu had tried his best to resist the joyful Arhat. However, Mingxiu didn't seem to think at all, or didn't think about it at all, he actually thought that Shenxiu would run away if he couldn't beat him.

Glancing at Mingwu, who was panting like an old cow because of anger, Mingxiu smiled calmly: "Don't worry, the monk pays attention to not killing, and Shenxiu's disciples will not be in danger of life!"

Mingwu stopped talking and sulked alone behind Mingxiu.

Mingxiu eats rock sugar gourds very slowly, one for a long time, first licks with his tongue, licks the sugar on the hawthorn fruit, and then eats the hawthorn fruit. To explain it with Mingxiu's thinking, that is, eating sugar and fruit hawthorn is the best of both worlds.

Finally, the last hawthorn seed spit out of Mingxiu's mouth, and Mingxiu finally eliminated a string of rock sugar gourds, and then casually threw the bamboo skewers of the hawthorn forward.

But seeing the moderate weight of the bamboo stick, it turned into an arc and flew forward, and then fell like an arrow diagonally, the tip of which was pointing downward, and the speed was quite fast.

The bamboo skewer landed on a bald head accurately, and then the bamboo skewer fell from the bright head like an abandoned child who had completed the task, and fell to the ground.

The power of the bamboo skewer is obviously not small, and the bright head suddenly has blood flowing out, it is a very unfortunate young monk.

The pain in his head made the young monk look stunned, and he reached out and touched his head, only to get a hand of blood.

"Amitabha!" The young monk's clothes are spotless, his appearance is handsome and his temperament is extraordinary, although there is blood on his head, he is still not angry, and his cultivation is extremely high.

Bending down to slowly pick up the culprit's bamboo stick, the young monk stood in the middle of the street and took a closer look.

Continuing along the street, Mingwu was tall and soon saw the monk who was pierced in the head with a bamboo stick, his sad face suddenly became surprised, and he shouted: "Master Shenxiu!"

It turned out that the unlucky monk who was tied with a bamboo stick was the monk Shenxiu.

Mingxiu looked at the bamboo stick in Yanxiu's hand, his eyes flashed and said, "Amitab, that Buddha! The little monk said that it was superfluous to worry, and this is not very safe!"

"Amitabha! I have seen the master and the uncle!" Shenxiu still respects the teacher very much.

"Mage, why is your head bleeding!" Ming Wu respected Shenxiu very much, and even though he was his uncle, he still respected him as a mage. He was tall, and at a glance he saw Shenxiu bleeding, and he was a little puzzled.

"Amitabha! Misfortune fell from the sky and was pierced by a bamboo stick!" said Shenxiu, shaking the bamboo stick in his hand.

"This—This is 、、、"

Mingwu looked at the bamboo stick in Shenxiu's hand, stared at Mingxiu, and was about to say something, but Mingxiu interrupted: "You must have done something wrong, so you received a small punishment." ”

Shenxiu looked at the red sugar stain on the corner of his old man's mouth and said, "Amitabha! The apprentice didn't do anything bad, maybe someone was too poor and threw things around." ”

"Senior brother, this is your 、、、" Ming Wu just wanted to say that it was a bamboo stick that Mingxiu had just thrown, but was interrupted by Mingxiu.

"Ahem! Suffering a loss is a blessing, the four monks are empty! A small injury is nothing, there is no need to obsess about what caused it. Mingxiu said busily.

After carefully looking at the marks on the corners of the master's mouth, and comparing the sugar stains on the bamboo sticks, Shenxiu smiled and threw away the bamboo sticks and said, "The master is right, there is no need to be attached to this matter." ”

"That's right!" Mingxiu showed her snow-white teeth and smiled, "Oh yes!

"The apprentice is still a little short!" replied Shenxiu truthfully.

"It's just that you've lived a little longer, and the next time you see him, you don't have to be afraid of him. Mingxiu said with an old-fashioned look, as if he had forgotten the embarrassment when he ran away.

Shenxiu knew that the words of the master and his old man were generally like farting, and listening to them also polluted his ears, but in order to show respect, he still nodded yes.

Mingxiu was in front, Mingwu and Shenxiu were on the side, and the three monks continued to walk along the street and walked to the end of the street, Mingxiu took Mingwu and Shenxiu into a restaurant.

This is a very prosperous restaurant, the general monk will not enter this kind of high-end restaurant, the monk makes a living by turning fate, advocating frugality, as long as the food is clean and can satisfy the stomach. But these three are not ordinary monks, to be exact, one of the three is not an ordinary monk, but a monk of wine and meat.

Naturally, entering the big restaurant was to eat meat and drink wine, Mingxiu ordered the wine and meat he liked to eat, and Shenxiu and Mingwu each asked for a bowl of somen noodles.

Facing the fragrant wine and meat on the table, Shenxiu was fine, and it didn't affect when eating noodles. Ming Wu was in pain, he was tall and ate a lot, and his resistance to the temptation of food was much worse. But Ming Wu's will is not bad, although he wants to eat meat very much, but he endures the pain every time.

Although he doesn't accompany Mingxiu to drink and eat meat in the restaurant every day, he will be pointed at by the guests whenever he is in the restaurant.

Mingxiu's face is as thick as a city wall, and she is not afraid of gossip at all, Mingwu and Shenxiu were a little embarrassed at first, but after many times, the two of them got used to it.

In the past, Mingxiu would rest in the restaurant for half an hour when he was full of food and drink, and he would not leave until Xiao Er urged him to do so for the thirtieth time. But after eating today, he obviously left with Shenxiu and Mingwu immediately.

While eating, they heard that outside Dengzhou City, there were two extremely powerful monsters on Qilian Mountain, and they had already killed many cultivators. As soon as Mingxiu heard that she was interested, she wanted to take a look.

If it was before, Mingxiu was unwilling to subdue demons and eliminate demons, there was no Shenxiu by his side before, Mingwu's strength was average, and Mingxiu was afraid of being swallowed by monsters. Now that there is Shenxiu, the great protector, Mingxiu no longer suppresses his curiosity, and every interesting thing must be watched.

Qilian Mountain is a hundred miles in circumference, looking at the mountains from afar, the mountains are green and green, and the mountains are close to the mountains, and the green mountains are stacked on top of each other. The mountains are green and verdant, and the towering pines are making shadows; the green mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the steep cliffs are forced by the steep mountains. Forcing a steep stream, the green cypress shadow shakes the tail of the leopard, the steep cliff, the green pine folds the teeth of the old dragon's waist.

There are monsters in this mountain.,But it's not very strong.,But some time ago there were two very powerful monsters.。 These days there is a lot of uproar, and it is said that those two monsters and immortals have been killed.

The monsters outside Dengzhou City are noisy, and the old demons in Qilian Mountain are fierce. The cultivators and immortals were slaughtered, and the mortals were terrified when they heard it. Mingxiu was curious and wanted to look at it, and the three monks came from the mountain.

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