It's better than building a seven-level pagoda." The old woman bowed to the young monk. Her body was already stooped, but this bow made her almost fall to the ground.

The young monk hurriedly helped her up. The old woman sighed and led the child across the bridge.

The young monk watched the crowd slowly crossing the bridge and actually stayed at the bridge end.

"In their eyes, why is it that the Buddhist Bible, which saves all sentient beings and cleanses their souls from sin, is not more important than two steamed buns? Is it the Buddha or the steamed buns that can save a person's life?"

The doubts in the young monk's heart began to spread like wildfire. He stood quietly on the bridge, silent for a while.

"Mingchuan, let's go too."

The old man said to Mingchuan, then stood up and prepared to lead the horse.

But suddenly the sound of horse hoofbeats was heard, and two black horses suddenly burst out from the mouth of the narrow valley. There were two people on them, one black and one red.

The two horses were moving very fast, their hooves hitting the ground and splashing up waves of mud.

Mingchuan was the closest and couldn't avoid it. He was splashed all over by the mud stepped by the horse.

He suddenly became angry, Huo Di stood up, pointed at the backs of the two people and shouted: "Hey, you two are so rude, you splashed mud all over me, please pay for my clothes!"

As soon as the words came out, the two men immediately tightened their reins, and the two horses immediately stood up and stopped immediately.

In this way, some people who had not yet crossed the bridge in Yingchoujian couldn't help but turn their attention to those two people.

Immediately they both turned their heads and looked over at the same time.

When Mingchuan saw it, his heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he suddenly panicked.

The two people immediately turned out to be a man and a woman. The man was wearing black clothes and a bamboo hat, his face was like a jujube, and his eyebrows were gloomy and violent, and he looked like he was in his early forties. The woman was wearing red clothes and was only sixteen years old.

She looks like a seven-year-old, with a slim and slim body, tall breasts, and a pretty and charming appearance, especially her pair of big, round eyes that seem to be filled with stars.

This girl was dressed in red, as if it were soaked in blood, and the scarlet color was eye-catching. But her expression revealed an evil cold color.

The two followed the sound and saw two people wearing raincoats and bamboo hats next to the mouth of the narrow valley. They looked like refugees.

The girl stared at Mingchuan, whose face was gradually turning pale, and said coldly: "Little beggar, do you have the guts to say it again?"

Her voice actually had a maturity that was inconsistent with her age, and it was as if there was a knife hidden in her voice, cold and sharp.

Mingchuan was made uncomfortable by her evil cold eyes. He didn't know who the other person was for a moment, so he could only pretend to be brave and snorted softly, and said: "You... you didn't see... you saw the mud splashing all over me?"

He felt so nervous that he even hesitated to speak.

Shang Yixing didn't pay too much attention to it, but when he saw the two people, he couldn't help but thought to himself: "How come this girl has such an evil spirit?" He felt strange in his heart, but said nothing.

When the girl heard that the skinny little beggar actually said something, her face suddenly turned pale. She raised the corner of her mouth coldly, looked at Mingchuan and said: "Little beggar, you want me to pay for your clothes, don't you?"

Mingchuan saw that she had come with bad intentions, and couldn't help but feel nervous. But when he thought about how he, a handsome man, could show weakness to a girl of his own age? He puffed up his withered chest and stared, "So what?"

Hearing this, Shang Yixing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and curl his lips.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. This smile was completely free of evil spirits, and it was just the innocent and lovely smile of a pretty girl. She turned around and said to Mingchuan with a charming smile: "Okay.

Ah, I can compensate you for a piece of clothing. This clothing is very expensive and it must fit your figure very well. If you want it, I can compensate you right away."

When she said this, her voice was delicate and crisp, and she was completely different from before.

When Mingchuan saw her like this, the hostility in his heart disappeared, and he thought that the girl was speaking sincerely. So he cleared his throat, looked at the girl in red, and asked, "Where are the clothes?"

The girl giggled and said: "The clothes are on you, don't you know?"

Mingchuan was confused for a while by what she said. He couldn't help but look down at his muddy clothes. Suddenly he realized that he was being teased by the girl, and his face turned red. He raised his head angrily and was about to explode.

Seeing that he was angry, the girl still smiled coquettishly and said: "I didn't lie to you, the clothes are on you. If you want it, I will take it out and compensate you now, how about it?"

Mingchuan looked calm and said patiently: "I obviously don't have any other clothes on me, how can you get them?"

The girl in red's smile became brighter and brighter. She looked at Mingchuan and said, "Of course I'll take it from you. Do you think I'll take off your current clothes and then slowly peel off your skin with a knife?"

Is it the most fitting piece of clothing? Don’t worry, I will be very careful when peeling it off. Your skin will never be broken and the thickness will be the same. It will definitely be the most suitable piece of clothing for your figure."

As soon as these words came out, the refugees who were watching the excitement were stunned and their shirts were filled with chills.

And Mingchuan was even more shocked. He never expected that such terrible words would come from the mouth of that pretty girl. His heart beat rapidly with fear. He suddenly opened his mouth wide, but could not speak.

Shang Yixing's eyes narrowed. He didn't believe that such vicious words could be spoken by a girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old. But judging from the strange look on the girl's face, those two people must not be ordinary people. Shang Yixing

He couldn't help but start to be secretly vigilant.

The girl clamped her legs together, and the black horse on her crotch began to slowly walk towards Mingchuan. She still had that extremely cute look on her face, and smiled as she walked: "It seems that you are very anxious to wear this new dress, then I will immediately

I’ll just give it to you, okay?”

Mingchuan took a breath of air and couldn't help but take a few steps back, but he pushed his heels and it turned out that he was leaning against the mountain wall.

The skinny boy couldn't help but feel the hairs on his body standing on end.

Shang Yixing suddenly stretched out his hand and held Mingchuan's waist.

Mingchuan suddenly looked at Lao Qiongsu and found that the master's face was calm and smiled slightly at him.

As soon as the young man saw this smile, his heart gradually calmed down for no reason. The face full of vicissitudes of life seemed to have a magical power that calmed his frightened mood.

Everyone else couldn't help but focus their attention on the girl in red. Everyone was trembling in their hearts, wondering if this girl was really a murderous and skinned femme fatale?

"That's enough." Seeing the girl taking seven or eight steps on horseback, the man in black suddenly said in a cold voice: "Why do you have to argue with a little beggar? It's important to be on your way."

As soon as the middle-aged man in black opened his mouth, a cold and violent aura spread out.

Shang Yixing's eyes gradually became serious.

When the girl in red heard this, her face suddenly turned cold, her eyes suddenly showed murderous intent, and she coldly snorted: "Old Ghost Lei, do you dare to interfere with my business?"

"I have no interest in meddling in your business." The man in black said coldly, "But things have to be prioritized, and you have to understand the difference between priority and severity."

The girl in red had a cold face. Although she looked dissatisfied, she still restrained Ma Jiang.

"You brat, you're in good luck!" The girl in red stared at Mingchuan with cold eyes and said, "Next time you meet me again, you'd better be careful what you say."

Mingchuan looked into her eyes and suddenly felt a chill in his vest.

The girl turned her horse's head again and walked slowly towards the bridge.

The skinny boy secretly breathed a sigh of relief and secretly spit.

His grandma’s, who are these people?

The young man cursed fiercely in his heart.
Chapter completed!