At night, as soon as Youtanhua stepped into the bedroom, he saw Mu Fusheng looking at him with rare earnestness.
"?" Youtanhua's face was filled with questions.
Mu Fusheng waited for a long time, but did not see any expression from Youtanhua, so he could only take the initiative to speak before going to bed.
"Senior, does the young monk have a... letter?" He thought again and again and changed the word. He was worried that Udanhua would be shy.
"What letter?" Youtanhua raised his eyebrows and pretended to be calm.
How did Mu Fusheng know that he had his letter? Was it not the first time he and that person corresponded, or was it an agreement? Did he know when he would receive a reply?
But when did he secretly communicate with someone? Behind his back, he not only had a confidante who communicated with him, but that person also affectionately called him "Brother Mu"?
"Huh? Don't you know, senior?" Mu Fusheng was a little confused. Could it be that Ao You's information was wrong?
But these words sounded to Youtanhua's ears like Mu Fusheng questioning her, and she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.
"Who told you?" Youtanhua's air pressure has dropped to an extremely low level.
At this time, Ao You wisely got out of Mu Fusheng's sleeves and jumped out of the window in a tragic-looking arc: "Don't throw it away, I'll get out myself."
Youtanhua gritted his teeth and thought to himself, "What a good Ao You, one day I will have to skin him and get cramps."
However, she couldn't bear the loss of face because she blocked other people's letters privately, so she reluctantly took out a piece of crumpled paper from her body, crumpled it into a ball and threw it to Mu Fusheng.
Mu Fusheng felt that something was wrong with Youtanhua's face, and the situation seemed to be a little different from what you had imagined.
He couldn't help but begin to wonder: Wasn't it the love letter written by his senior to him? Wasn't it that his senior was teasing him?
He took the wad of paper in confusion and opened it.
Seeing the content, Mu Fusheng was stunned. This title reminded him of a person, Mu Mingjing, the little beggar.
Looking at the content of the letter again, he was shocked. Mu Mingjing would not trick him, so this must be the exact news he got. Combined with the time he found someone to deliver it here, it is very likely that this news was already a few days ago.
days ago...
There is not much time left before that monk slaughters the temple!
Mu Fusheng looked a little anxious and clenched the letter paper tightly, and was about to go out. He looked at Youtanhua again, opened his mouth and was about to speak.
Youtanhua was so angry at his anxious look that he gritted his teeth and asked first, "You want to go?"
"Yes, in this letter..."
Before Mu Fusheng could finish speaking, he was interrupted again by You Tanhua: "Do you really believe in the person who wrote the letter? Are a few words without any evidence worthy of you?"
Mu Fusheng clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, senior, and the young monk believe in him. Even if there are discrepancies in the details of this matter, it is definitely true."
"Are you sure you want to go?" Youtanhua looked gloomy.
"Well, senior, you..." Senior, don't you want to be with the little monk?
Mu Fusheng's words were interrupted: "Then let's go."
As soon as Udanhua finished speaking, the person disappeared.
Mu Fusheng hurriedly looked for the door, but there was no trace of You Tanhua at all. He said anxiously: "Senior! Senior!"
But no one responded to him.
At this time, Ao You jumped out from the side and said, "Have you fallen out of favor again?"
Mu Fusheng suppressed his inner uneasiness and said, "Ao You, you have to take me to Nanyin Temple."
He thought about making amends to his senior and coaxing her after he came back, but business was more important now.
Youtanhua stood at the highest point of the Magic Mountain and had a clear view of all the conditions in the Magic Mountain. She watched Ao You reveal his true form and carry Mu Fusheng down the mountain. She clenched her fingers involuntarily.
Cui Guo appeared behind her: "Lord, I have ordered people to strengthen the formation at the foot of the mountain. Even if he takes the dragon with him, he will not be able to break out."
After a while, Youtanhua's voice without any emotion came out: "Let him go."
Cui Guo was shocked and said anxiously: "What?! Lord, you want to let him go. What will you do when he leaves?"
"Let him go." Youtanhua said coldly.
The formation at the foot of the mountain was opened, and Ao You was delighted: "I almost thought I was going to die in this formation, but fortunately the witch still has some conscience!"
Mu Fusheng thought to himself: "Senior, wait for the young monk to come back."
Seeing Ao You and Mu Fusheng riding Juechen out of the magic mountain without looking back, You Tanhua was so angry that he rushed directly into the sealing formation in the back mountain. In an instant, the back mountain wailed continuously and the demons roared.