It is not easy for Hong Ziqing to steal the Buddhist beads.

After a night of thinking, Hong Ziqing smiled evilly.

The sky was still slightly bright, and she got up and sneaked out. She didn't come back until noon. I hope the method she found online would be useful.

Hong Ziqing put down the bowls and chopsticks as soon as he arrived home.

"Hi, it's time to eat, I thought you didn't eat after fasting."

Puchen nodded politely and got up and went back to the room.

Hong Ziqing brought a glass of juice and followed him into the room.

"Come on, have a drink of juice!"

"oops."

Hong Ziqing learned the methods that Hong Xiaohui used frequently and directly poured on Baochen.

"I'm sorry, I'll wipe it for you."

"It's okay, no need."

"Oh, why is it okay? Go and wash it quickly. This juice is so sticky."

Puchen nodded, and he looked at Hong Ziqing.

"Oh, look at me, wash, wash."

Hong Ziqing patted his forehead and ran out immediately, and helped him close the door with caring thoughtfulness.

She waited for a few minutes and then secretly opened the door.

The monk went to take a shower.

He placed the string of Buddhist beads on the bed.

yeah.

Hong Ziqing gently moved to the edge of the bed, took out something from his pocket and applied it to the Buddhist beads.

Li Da's mouth clearly felt a slight loosening inside, and she seized the opportunity to fly out.

"Li... um."

Hong Ziqing covered her mouth excitedly, Li Damou blinked at her, and the two of them sneaked out again.

Back upstairs, Hong Ziqing immediately closed the door.

"Ziqing, how did you do it?"

"Hehe." Hong Ziqing scratched his head, "I read it online, and then asked the little sister for something. I didn't expect it to be useful."

Li Damou touched her head, "You are so smart."

"Aunt Li, go quickly, he will catch you if he finds it."

Li Dazui shook his head, "Don't panic, I'm going to breathe, let's do it first."

Li Dazui floated back to Puchen's room.

He was still taking a shower and didn't come out.

This little monk knew how to recite scriptures and catch ghosts, and he didn't know the dangers of the world at all.

Hehe, Li Dazui smiled evilly.

"Ah! Rogue!"

Li Da's mouth floated in and covered his eyes and screamed loudly. Anyway, she was a ghost, so she could hear it, so it would be fine if she screamed loudly.

Get rid of dust, "..."

Li Dazui saw the appearance of turning from a white braised egg into a red braised egg, and was only in one's mind.

She looked at the stunned little monk through the cracks of her fingers, and her heart was almost shaking her smile.

I'll let you keep me in check.

"Okay, you monk Hua, I said why you locked me up? It turns out... it turns out that you have such dirty thoughts."

"No...small...small."

"What a little little one? You hooligan, monk Hua, hum."

Li Dazui stomped his feet and floated out.

Leave a chicken behind.

Li Dazui was still staying in the villa, and she was still floating in front of Paul Chen openly.

Every time I float past, I will say casually, "Monkey Flower~"

Piaochen has never experienced these things, this is his first time going down the mountain.

The master said that he would go back if he asked him to do good things. So has he done it?

Can this female ghost be caught?

He retreated.

Li Dazui knew what he was thinking when he saw him like that. So what if he is high in Taoism?

Not a pure monk yet.

Baochen consciously broke the precepts, and he wanted to go back to the mountain to receive punishment.

"Master Puchen, my family... isn't there?" Hong Jianhui asked worriedly.

If you leave without cleaning it up, that won't work.

Puchen looked at the woman sitting next to Hong Jianhui and glared at him, and sighed slightly. It was all his fault.

Puchen shook his head and left with the string of Buddhist beads.

Hong Jianhui smiled relievedly, but did not realize that the master did not say that there was no ghost shaking his head, but shook his head helplessly.

Li Dazui floated out after Puchen, "Hey, little monk, you are going up the mountain, what's wrong? Wouldn't you catch me?"

"The donor is willing to go back to the mountain with the little monk."

"Oh, I just said you are a monk in Hua and want to turn me back to the mountain. You are not kind."

Li Dazui stretched out his slender hand and pointed at Hong Jianhui tremblingly. His little appearance was like being teased by a disciple.

"No...I'm not."

"Ha, that's it."

"There is no little monk, but the little monk is not. If you don't believe it, the little monk will take you back to the mountain to explain it clearly in front of the master."

Li Datui regretted it. Why did she owe it so much? Why did she call Li Datui because she has a big mouth?

Who can tell her who the little monk is? Why is he so powerful?

She was caught again.

This time, she was not sealed in Buddhist beads, but was tied up with her hands by a red rope. In this way, she was dragged away... and dragged away.

"Ziqing, Ziqing, Ziqing, I am trapped by the little monk again."

Fortunately, before he walked too far, Li Dazui shouted at the direction of Hong Ziqing's room.

It was embarrassing that she, a thousand-year-old monster, asked the little girl for help.

Hong Ziqing's head immediately poked out of the window. She looked at the bald donkey, dragging her Aunt Li, so angry that she wanted to jump directly from the window.

"Don't jump."

Li Dazui was so scared that he yelled. This girl is so brave.

Hong Ziqing ran out and took Li Dazui's other hand, "Bald donkey, let go of my Aunt Li."

"Don't let it go."

After pulling the dust, I continued to walk forward.

Li Dazui was like a sandwich biscuit, with one hand tied with a red rope and pulled by the dust, and the other hand Hong Ziqing pulled by the other.

Hong Xiaohui happened to go home from outside. She watched Hong Ziqing and the monk tugging and saying something to the air. The scene was very strange.

"Sister~What are you playing?"

Hong Ziqing glared at her, "Tell Hong Jianhui that I want to go to the mountain with this bald donkey to experience Buddhist education, and come back when school starts."

In this way, Li Dazui and Hong Ziqing followed the dust back to the mountain.

The road back to the mountain was very difficult.

"Huhuhu~ Bald donkey, did Hong Jianhui send you a car? Why did you leave?" Hong Ziqing's legs were trembling with exhaustion.

“Walking is also a kind of practice.”

I lift my legs up without breathing, and climb the mountain without shaking my legs.
To be continued...