The white silk floated by, and a figure fell down heavily.

"Ah...... Junjie...... Junjie ......"

Dan Ling fell softly on the threshold like this, and she knew that the man she had once loved and loved him so much had stepped on the brink of death.

"Meet the Prime Minister!"

A person who looked like a housekeeper respectfully walked in front of the middle-aged man who was standing, with a trace of pity in his eyes, obviously he also felt very sad, after all, Dan Ling was grown up by him, and when he saw the other party heartbroken, he also had some pain in his heart, of course, they were not free, for them, only the man in front of them was their master.

"Dan Ling, you have to understand that if I don't kill him, he will kill your father, and even our whole family, and the hatred between our two families will never be resolved, do you understand?"

The middle-aged man in the official uniform said in a majestic voice, but Dan Ling didn't understand it at all at this moment, she just knew that Junjie could go to high school, so it was time to marry her, but now her father had wiped it all out, and she already felt that the man had left permanently.

Zhu Bajie felt that he was about to suffocate to death, but with a click, the ribbon broke, Zhu Bajie only felt a pain all over his body, he looked at this strange environment, where was there still a little fairy qi in his body, and he couldn't even use the immortal energy, Zhu Bajie understood, it seems that this love calamity is just to let his Yuan Shen out of the sheath, or the soul out of the body to experience tribulation.

Just when he thought of this, Zhu Bajie's mind was flooded with overwhelming information, and he found that he had borrowed the corpse to return his soul.

This turned out to be a dynasty similar to the Tang Dynasty, from the emperor to the dawn people, and countless slaves, and the owner of his body turned out to be a slave, and this slave was also burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, the most funny thing was that the woman who the original owner of his body desperately loved was the daughter of his enemy, but he didn't know until he was about to die.

Zhu Bajie couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, what is the answer to this inexplicable love tribulation? It seems that there is no clear regulation at all, and he is sure that the reason why this is a love calamity is that the voice and appearance of the woman in his mind are exactly the same as the peony fairy.

But the biggest problem now is how to make this story perfect, and the resentment in his mind can dissipate, which seems to be the biggest difficulty.

Zhu Bajie looked at the old tree that was already devastated at the moment, and the pink ribbons on it were also in tatters, obviously someone had just dealt with it.

Looking at the creek opposite, the clear water was still flowing slowly, and the luxurious mansion in the distance still looked quaint and desolate, and his majesty would not be lost at all.

At this moment, Zhu Bajie has become a mortal, and Zhu Bajie understands that this time borrowing the corpse to return the soul will help the Peony Fairy's love calamity, and of course it will also help him, he knows that as long as he survives the love calamity, then his state of mind will be a major breakthrough.

Zhu Bajie walked on the bustling streets, looking at the bustling crowd, he knew very well in his heart that this time the love catastrophe was not only his relationship with the peony fairy, but also the emotions of blood and hatred.

Three days passed in a flash, and Zhu Bajie looked at the few entanglements on his body, but when he walked to the city gate, he saw countless people looking around a notice.

Zhu Bajie leaned up to take a look, and a desolation suddenly arose in his heart, it turned out that Dan Ling had gone crazy, this notice was to summon a famous doctor to cure her illness, but people still need heart medicine for heart disease, where can ordinary Jianghu Langzhong cure heart disease?

How many people in the world can understand the charm of love?

Zhu Bajie has no mana at the moment, and he can't disguise himself, but he knows that he doesn't want to watch Dan Ling endure hardships and go crazy all day long, and he wants the other party to be happy.

Now there are two ways, that is, one turns a blind eye, and the other goes to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but I am afraid that the consequence is that he is killed, then the love robbery is probably a failure, he knows that the end will be miserable, but he has no choice, knowing that this is a love disaster, so he will not avoid it.

However, Zhu Bajie must be fully prepared, he went to buy a set of robes, and then held a tattered bowl in his hand, as well as a string of Buddhist beads, handsome and a little more vicissitudes of life.

The iron door of Zhu Tong color, with two shiny door buckles hanging on it, and two big stone lions in front of the door, which looked mighty and extraordinary, several guards were inspecting the Jianghu Lang who came to apply, and Zhu Bajie naturally joined the ranks.

The guards who checked were not familiar with Junjie, so now that Zhu Bajie has become a monk, he didn't expect that he would become a monk one day later, and those guards just took a look at Zhu Bajie and let him enter the mansion.

Looking at these familiar pictures, countless sorrows surged in Zhu Bajie's mind, and he told himself countless times that he was just a passer-by to survive the disaster, but when that beautiful face and kind eyes appeared in his mind, when he was depressed, he gave himself encouragement and warmth, he felt that he was not a passerby.

One by one, Lang Zhong entered the elegant-looking courtyard, and outside the courtyard were guards with weapons in hand, they were all the most loyal warriors, staring at the crowd with bright eyes, and when one of them saw Zhu Bajie, his eyes obviously shrank.

He clearly remembered that day, the man had hanged himself, and Lang Zhong confirmed that they had destroyed the entire scene before leaving, but he found that the monk was somewhat similar to the man, but he comforted himself that maybe the world is so big that there are not one or two similar people.

Zhu Bajie looked at Lang Zhong who went in one by one, came out with disappointed eyes, and kept shaking his head, his nose was full of that familiar fragrance, he was already a little impatient.

"It's your turn, hurry up and get in, our young lady is a daughter, you can't stay too long!"

With a shout, it was finally Zhu Bajie's turn, Zhu Bajie looked at the door that had blocked him countless times, and at this moment, the original resentment in his heart dissipated a lot.

"Stop!"

When one of Zhu Bajie's feet was about to step into the threshold, a threatening voice sounded, and the butler came.

"Who are you?"

The housekeeper stared at Zhu Bajie's eyes, with a trace of doubt in his eyes, he knew that the man named Junjie must be dead, but the back of this monk was so familiar, and his face was so familiar, except for a little more vicissitudes, it seemed to be exactly the same.

Zhu Bajie pretended to be scared and lowered his head, the Buddha beads in his hand were still twisting, the arm holding the bowl was a little shaky, and his voice trembled: "Little monk...... Then...... Then...... It was a monk of a small temple in the distance...... I have some medical skills from elementary school, and now I want to put them to use!"

The housekeeper frowned, and said in his heart: "If it is Junjie, it will definitely not be like this, it is a scholar, he has his arrogance, he will not be like me, a subordinate with low eyebrows!" Hearing the inexplicable language coming from the boudoir again, he nodded immediately, "If you can cure our eldest lady's illness, then you have a bright future, go in!"

Zhu Bajie slowly stepped into the boudoir, and at this moment several maids surrounded a bed curtain, and Zhu Bajie had already smelled the familiar fragrance.

"Hehehe...... Hahaha...... He's dead...... Alive......"

When the voice sounded, all the defenses left by Zhu Bajie collapsed, at this moment, how he wanted to hold this woman as he once did, and tell him that he was not dead, he was still alive, and he didn't want her to be so painful, the voice was sometimes slow, sometimes fast, obviously Danling's brain was not awake at this moment.

Zhu Bajie pretended to be mysterious and said: "Trouble a few female donors, help the poor monk lift the young lady's arm out, I want to take her pulse!"

Those maids naturally didn't think much about it, of course, some of them had seen Zhu Bajie, but they didn't have too much impression, but when Zhu Bajie looked at the withered arm that stretched out from the bed curtain, it had only been a few days, and the beauty had become haggard like this.

The arm was gently put up, and it was slightly pressed on the jade hand, but when Zhu Bajie was in the strange eyes of the maids, his hand turned a few words into the palm of Danling's hand, and the arm trembled slightly, and the original nonsense was a lot less.

Zhu Bajie understood that Danling was a lovesick disease, resulting in insanity, and what he had just drawn in the palm of Danling's hand was not other words, but the last time Danling saw him, under the big tree, the sentence engraved on it, Danling loved so much, how could he easily forget it?

"Ah...... Great, Miss doesn't talk nonsense, Miss doesn't talk nonsense!"

A few maids suddenly shouted excitedly, and all the guards outside breathed a sigh of relief, and the butler had a hint of relief in his eyes.

The housekeeper walked in, he lifted the bed curtain, looked at Dan Ling, who had regained a trace of vitality in his eyes, and almost couldn't control the tears flowing, although Dan Ling was not his daughter, but he really brought it up, after all, how busy Dan Ling's father was.

"Thank you, master, just now I didn't know Taishan to give, how offended, please forgive me!"

The housekeeper apologized to Zhu Bajie, and Zhu Bajie smiled awkwardly, "This donor, my Buddha said, there must be cause and effect, Miss Danling is like this, there must be a cause and effect relationship, as long as the cause and effect relationship is identified, it will naturally be solved!"

The housekeeper looked at Zhu Bajie who was submissive just now, but now that Zhu Bajie has shown his medical skills, he already thinks that Zhu Bajie is just a hermit living in seclusion in the mountains.

"Thank you for the master's suggestion, and please ask the master for your guidance, if you can cure Miss's illness, my prime minister will definitely be rewarded!"

Zhu Bajie smiled indifferently: "Amitabha, donor, the monks don't speak, the young lady got a heart disease, and she still needs heart medicine, I'm afraid it won't be solved in a short time, and I'm afraid I'll have to talk in the mansion for a few days!"

Of course, the housekeeper couldn't ask for it, so he immediately arranged for someone to find a place to live, and Zhu Bajie just glanced at the familiar figure of the bed curtain, and followed the housekeeper out.