"Master Shankaran, how does the tea taste?"

"Thank you Mr. Zhao. The young monk has abandoned worldly desires. I really can't taste this taste."

In the quiet tea room, Shan Yuan and Zhao Ziyue sat opposite each other, and after a polite exchange of words, they stopped talking.

Although it is in Momen, the decoration of this teahouse is simple and elegant. There is a pond full of lotus flowers outside the entrance corridor, and you can still hear the faint chirping of cicadas and birds.

While drinking tea, Zhao Ziyue looked at the good fortune in front of him.

Although he was only twelve years old, he looked pretty, had slender fingers, and was scented with sandalwood, and he could faintly see the halo emerging from his back.

Buddhist qualifications depend on whether you have the thirty-two attributes of Buddha. The more attributes you have, the closer you are to Buddha and the better your qualifications are.

At a cursory glance, Zhao Ziyue found seven or eight Buddha images on the other party, and naturally there were even more invisible places.

This good karma comes from a big source.

I wonder how much cultivation it will provide if it is refined into demon blood.

Moreover, looking at the blackness between his brows, I am afraid that there are signs of inner demons, so there is also the value of making him become a demon.

Since ancient times, Buddha and demon have become one. Buddhism has always wanted to influence the demons, and the demon sect does not want to corrupt the Buddhas.

If you dare to walk into the magic gate alone, the courage of the other party should not be underestimated.

After taking another sip of tea, Zhao Ziyue noticed a bright light flashing in the room, and the burly demon-headed Yin Shen appeared in the room, making the originally spacious tea room a little narrower.

Sitting cross-legged, the devil asked sternly: "Do you know what I asked you to do?"

"I don't know." Zhao Ziyue shook his head blankly.

"I didn't know you were coming!"

The demon head punched out.

This punch seemed to be able to tear the sky apart and shatter the earth. The ferocity and violence contained in it made Zhao Ziyue's eyes darken, and the word "death" faintly appeared.

After the punch, the cicadas and birds chirping outside suddenly stopped, and then the cicada and the birds fell from the tree after being frightened to death by the punch.

Zhao Ziyue sat there blankly. After a while, her hair, eyebrows, and lip hair fell off completely, and she finally became a bald head that was smoother than Shankar.

Withdrawing his fist, the devil drank all the hot tea in the teapot, then bit the teapot and swallowed it.

"I don't care what method you use, just find out what the Miaoyin Sect wants to do and what they are planning to do, and then stop them from doing it! Okay, let's get to work!"

Before leaving, the Demon Leader glanced at Shan Yuan again, and said with a ferocious smile: "Little monk, don't you want to contact the Demon Sect to deal with the Immortal Alliance? I will give you this opportunity now. Now in the Demon Sect, you can do whatever you want and mobilize

Partial manpower. But if it fails, you know the consequences, so go ahead!"

When the demon head disappeared, Shan Yuan looked at Zhao Ziyue who was stunned, lowered his head and began to think.

The demon leader entered Taoism through martial arts, and is now a half-step Yangshen, reaching the pinnacle of martial arts.

He also has the Fortune Cauldron, which allows him to see through bad luck, so he acts domineeringly but basically does not make any big mistakes.

This time when he came to the Demon Sect, he was originally preparing to deal with the Miaoyin Sect, but unexpectedly, the Demon Leader accidentally attacked him and handed over this task to him.

Miaoyinmen... I wonder if the guy who caused his death in his previous life is still there.

These days, he also obtained the case report of the Immortal Alliance through some secret channels, and learned the truth about his last death.

"Wang Hao" pretended to be "Wang Huai", and then deceived himself into having a Buddhist mind, and was then attacked and killed by the fairy fox Ye Yuan.

I thought that since there was no one in the Miaoyin Sect, it would be a good time for me to recover the demon bones. Unexpectedly, my plan was messed up by a guy who came out with a sword.

If you don't take revenge, your own inner demons will be hard to get rid of.

Pushing Zhao Ziyue who was still dazed, Shan Yuan said: "Master Zhao, do you have any information about this time?"

"Ah, yes, I'll give it to you."

Now Zhao Ziyue is like a puppet, reacting sluggishly to the sounds of the outside world, and numbly handing over the cases he carries to Shan Yuan.

After taking the case book, Shanyuan sat on the floor and flipped through the case book.

When he saw the people sent by the Immortal Alliance this time, he sneered.

Wang Huai!

It just so happens that before I give retribution to your brother, I will give you retribution first!

After finishing reading, Shan Yuan closed his eyes and meditated, and asked after a while: "Master Zhao, what is the truth about the sinking of Langlang Island? Why did the island sink naturally when nothing happened?"

"There are fish."

"Is there any fish?"

"There are fish every year."

Shan Yuan looked at Zhao Ziyue speechlessly, feeling that this task was not easy from the beginning.

When Shan Yuan was conceiving the plan, a fisherman in the slums of Momen also woke up from his sleep, stood up and shouted:

"There are fish every year! There are fish every year!"

"father!"

A little girl with a face covered in dirt and tattered clothes immediately ran over and supported the middle-aged man who was pointing at the ceiling and talking nonsense.

Skillfully pulling out a stack of bamboo slices from the side, she forcefully stuffed the bamboo slices into the middle-aged man's mouth to prevent him from biting off his tongue.

Afterwards, she patted the man on the back and comforted him in a low voice: "Dad, don't be afraid, we are fine, we are not at sea."

Even with the bamboo pieces stuffed on his back, the middle-aged man was still mumbling to himself. It took him a long time to slowly lie down and fall into a deep sleep.

Even when he fell asleep, he was still twitching in his dreams, as if he had seen extremely terrifying things.

"father……"

The girl bit her lip and looked at the man, then finally became cruel and ran out.

Last time my father went fishing, a nearby island sank inexplicably, and several people who went with him died.

My father is back, but after he came back he became crazy and was confused every day.

When sleeping at night, they would point to the sky and shout, "There will be fish every year, there will be fish every year", making it impossible for people to rest.

Unfortunately, my family was poor. After my mother died in childbirth, I was left with only an infant brother. The entire burden of the family fell on my father.

Now that my father is crazy and the family is in trouble, where can we find the money to find a doctor?

After running out the door, the girl squatted in an alley beside the road and waited quietly.

Different from her dirty appearance, the girl's hands are extremely white and look weak and boneless, a pair of hands that can only grow on the daughter of a wealthy family.

She didn't know why, she just knew that her hands had been like this since she was a child, and they were always spotless.

Because her hands are too soft, she can do many things that ordinary people cannot do, such as peeling the shells of raw eggs without breaking the inner membrane, and threading needles in water with perfect accuracy.

If she wants, she can even become a great thief and turn other people's money into her own in the blink of an eye.

However, although her father was poor, he was an upright man. He often warned her that God has eyes and that there is a god in mind, so she must behave with integrity.

But now she just wants to say: There is a fart!

If there really is a God and a god, why did my father end up like this?

How could my mother have dystocia, and why are my family so poor?

Is God specifically designed to bully the poor?

The streets are full of gorgeous girls, pot-bellied rich men, and arrogant monks. God is blessing them all, but they can’t see themselves, right?

Poor people are no longer human beings!

Gritting her teeth and staring at the pedestrians passing by, the girl didn't notice a wisp of black air flowing between her hands, causing her originally white hands to slowly turn black.

After squatting for half an hour, the girl's eyes lit up.

Saw the fat sheep.

The other party was dressed in a black robe and a black hat, and her face was obscured by the veil on the hat, but she could still feel that she must be a beautiful woman with outstanding temperament.

Moreover, the other party's pockets were bulging, and one glance showed that there was a lot of property in it, which was enough to hire a doctor.

Taking courage, the girl walked out of the dark alley, and when she passed by the other party, she moved her fingers slightly, and the bulging purse fell into her hands. It only took a moment.

After getting the purse, the girl immediately accelerated, ducked into a dark alley, and ran with all her strength.

It wasn't until she was exhausted that she stopped panting and looked at the purse in her hand with a delighted smile.

So much money...

Dad is saved.

Before she could count the money in her purse, she felt a sharp pain in her head and immediately fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!