Chapter 62 Monk and Monster

"I've come here, don't you go and incense sticks?" Jiang Nao asked.

Feng Wuli thought for a while: "It's OK, but I'll go there, don't."

"Why?"

"Many of these statues worshipped have prototypes, and they are even alive in the world now. Practitioners cannot burn incense for them casually. It is too much to involve them. If powerful practitioners burn incense for them, they may be discovered immediately."

"What happens if you find it?"

"Not really, but a little rude."

"So interesting?" she thought for a while and asked again, "Are you a powerful practitioner?"

"It depends on how to define strength. My spiritual power is naturally close to the level of an immortal, but if you fight, you may not be able to defeat an intermediate monster without relying on Wang Xilou's power."

Jiang Nao looked surprised: "But aren't you very good at fighting?"

"Do you have to tell me?" Feng Wuli looked strange.

Jiang Nao already understood that expression, and his face looked so stingy.

“…”

Since she has brought it into the game, she has to be responsible. Feng Wuli usually patiently explains to her the world of monsters.

There are many street vendors on the road to the mountain gate there, and the things are very expensive. A bottle of water costs five or ten yuan. The original value has been several times more than the mountain road I picked.

There are a lot of things to sell.

Fruits, tea eggs, roasted starch sausages, sun hats, assembly line products with the name of handicrafts, local specialties such as those that can be used by outsiders.

Feng Wuli walked to the incense-selling stall.

This boss is also a talented person. I don’t know where I got an orange-yellow cassock and a bald man. He is pretending to be a fake monk and looks more professional than other stalls.

The first place in the industry.

Fortunately, the monks from Nanshan Temple did not come out to drive him away.

Feng Wuru squatted down and picked some incense.

"Little girl, are you here with your boyfriend to pray for blessings?"

Feng Wuli didn't care at all.

Jiang Nao was idle and helped to pick some things. He squatted down and caused some trouble to Feng who was picking incense on the street stall.

The boss asked them to buy the concentric knot, which was sold nearby, and it was a wooden sign hanging on the marriage tree.

The tree in front of the temple collapsed one day, and no dealer here is innocent.

Hearing the boss's words, the boy in front of the stall was a little excited, while the fairy-like girl just smiled and shook her head.

Jiang Nao felt that he smiled like a person. After thinking for a long time, his mind flashed and finally thought of it.

Feng Wuli smiled very much like Wang Xilou.

Especially now, when she uses her girl's face, she looks more like Wang Xilou, and the two seem to overlap.

But he just looked like, his face was always so gentle, and Wang Xilou's words were really gentle, but this guy always had a sense of distance, just like now, gentleness and affection were just a sign of words.

He has been learning Wang Xilou, but he can only learn external things.

Jiang came to this conclusion.

Feng Wuli bargained with the boss.

The boss was surprised to find that this little girl understood the market very much.

When I asked, I found out that they were just opening an incense shop!

Finally, the boss gave the concentric knot to them, saying that the two dolls looked a bit good, so he gave it to them.

Jiang Nao happily took it and put it in his pocket as if nothing had happened.

This is the first time Feng Wuli went to the temple to burn incense. There is another experience of ordinary human life.

It doesn't feel that it's amazing, but it's novel, after all, I haven't tried it.

I made a wish, wishing peace and joy.

This kind of wish of ordinary people is purely experiencing, but it has a different feeling.

It was made with Jiang Nao's body, and the one who blessed her is naturally her.

He found a novice monk and said that his old friend was visiting him, so he found Master Xuanyi.

The novice monk looked at the two of them, smiled and nodded, leading them to the backyard.

The backyard has a simple layout and you can’t see many modern products. You can salute the little monks you see on the road.

Feng Wuruo returned the favor one by one.

Jiang Nao also reciprocated as he did, but he looked a little funny.

I heard the sound of chopping wood.

A tall and handsome monk in the open space behind held an axe and split the firewood in front of him. He was wearing a fairly new monk's robe and arhat shoes, and he looked refreshing. Several rooms in the backyard looked old from the outside, but the decoration inside was more modern.

"Uncle Master, this female donor said he knew you and came to see you if you have something to do."

The monk wiped his sweat and turned his head to see, "Ignorance? Ha! Why are you here?"

"Ah? I, um..." Jiang Nao subconsciously looked at Feng Wuli.

Feng Wuli thanked Xiaoshami and bowed. Xiaoshami said goodbye and returned, and he asked Jiang Nao to take out the knife in his bag.

The tall monk looked at the two of them with a puzzled look on his face.

"This knife is so evil and has killed many people. Master Xuanyi, please help me suppress this knife for a while, and I will come and get it again in half a month."

The monk looked confused and looked back and forth on Feng Wuli and Jiang Nao.

"This female donor..."

"My surname is Jiang." Feng Wuli Yun calm and gentle.

The monk looked at the "friend" next to him again.

Jiang Nao quickly agreed: "That's it, Master Xuanyi, please help us suppress this knife."

The monk touched the bald head and said with a smile: "No hurry to do this. Please tell me well. Since it is a friend brought by unreasonably, I will definitely help you with this."

Feng Wuli's tense face straddled.

Sighing and talking about this to him.

They chatted for a long time, but Jiang Zao found an excuse to run out not long after.

The monk watched the former 'friend' leave and couldn't hide his smile and said, "How long hasn't seen him? How could he end up with this?"

"... Something went wrong, but I can get it back soon. Please help me watch this knife. I'm not relieved to put it next to her."

"OK!"

"It's really strange that you have such a strong inspiration but cannot practice."

"It's not about inspiration, it's about familiarity with you."

The smell of rice came from the kitchen. After climbing the mountain road for a whole day, his stomach screamed. The monk laughed. It was lunch time. He went to get two bowls of vegetarian rice, and the two sat together in front of the stairs in the backyard.

A tall and mighty monk, a young and pretty female donor.

The two of them were in unison with their legs, their arms were on their knees, and they held a bowl in their hands. They were all terrible in their sitting posture.

"Didn't you say you've caught a cold? I think you're alive."

"It's just a small cold."

He smiled coldly and said, "Calling a cold is a very serious matter, I advise you to pay attention to it."

He can't bear to say that a cold is a trivial matter now.

“It’s easy to sweat.”

Feng Wuli digged the rice and looked at the scenery of the mountains outside. There were many monsters in the mountains. In the past, he could see many strange things.

Now, it depends on the mountains.

This is the second place that can completely get his spirits down except for the incense and candle shop.

"Maybe you don't know that there are many little monsters living here. I met them when I first came. They said they would go to the mountains to pick herbs to cure wind and cold, and they should wait and let 'me' send them here."

"Those little monsters? Thank you so much for their hard work."

Feng Wuli was stunned for a moment, and stroked his hair in his ear: "Do you know their existence? I thought you didn't know."

"I can't see or hear, but occasionally I feel that it's very lively around me, so I guessed it."

"They always thought you didn't know them, and told me not to tell you."

"Haha, is that? How did they say mine?"

"Say you're a fool."

The monk scratched his head and said, "Forget it."

"Why don't you tell them you know them?" Feng Wuli asked calmly.

The monk digging rice with a big mouth, and said in a daze: "So what if you know? Do they know? I can't see them, and I will never be able to make a relationship. But you are unreasonable..."

"The Hongluan Star has moved."

The two of them held the bowl and squatted on the stone steps, looking at the scenery of the mountains.

"Your death sign has moved."
Chapter completed!