It must be extraordinary.

pity.

They can only covet it, but they dare not have any intention of coveting it.

Moreover, it is definitely not a wise move to snatch something from the Disaster Body.

"Donor Song, please follow me down the mountain and back to Shaolin Temple."

"good."

At that moment, Huikong took Song Rouer down the mountain.

Shen Tianhua and others did not stay long, and left one after another after saying goodbye to Ye Qingyun.

Huikong and Song Rouer met Guo Xiaoyun on their way back to Shaolin Temple and asked him to return to Ye Qingyun.

The turmoil caused by a body of disaster has temporarily subsided.

Song Rouer returned to Shaolin Temple.

But she still felt uneasy.

I am always worried that my body of disaster will bring another disaster to the Shaolin Temple.

For several days, the Shaolin Temple was safe and sound.

Nothing happened.

Even Xu Zhu, who had been unable to get out of bed before, began to gradually improve.

Huikong was very meticulous and determined that the Chinese knot given to Song Rouer by Ye Qingyun played a huge role.

And Song Rouer also felt it was very strange.

Wearing the Chinese knot every day makes me feel relaxed and cheerful.

And seeing that the people around her were no longer affected by her, she was also very happy.

"Master Ye is truly a god."

Song Rouer was sitting in the Buddhist hall, holding a Chinese knot in her hand, feeling extremely grateful to Ye Qingyun.

She could finally feel at ease.

And Ye Qingyun, who had unknowingly done a great thing, was looking at the large piece of scorched earth on the ground, feeling a little worried.

"It's so ugly."

Ye Qingyun smacked his lips and said.

"Master, let's go down the mountain to buy some seeds, take care of this place, and expand the yard."

Guo Xiaoyun said.

Ye Qingyun's eyes lit up.

"good idea!"

At that moment, the master and the apprentice went down the mountain together and came to the market.

After buying the seeds, it’s time to prepare to go back to the mountains.

"Fortune fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling, fortune-telling!"

An old blind man wearing a green shirt, dark and skinny, was sitting on the roadside, shouting constantly.

Initially, neither Ye Qingyun nor Guo Xiaoyun paid attention.

It wasn't until the master and apprentice passed by him that the old blind man suddenly reached out and grabbed Guo Xiaoyun's arm.
Chapter completed!