"Donor, don't be ungrateful!" The old monk's hair and beard were already floating, but Feng Xue said without giving in:

"You know at least, and you haven't seen you accumulate some merits. I think you are a bad guy!"

"I'm so angry!" The old monk turned around angrily and was about to slam the door and left when he heard Feng Xue's pursuit coming from behind.

"Old monk, my door is ebony. If you dare to fall, I will strip the plaque and car beads of your Jinshan Temple!"

The old monk was almost about to smoke from his seven orifices, and he resisted the desire to show his glaring Vajra Dharma image and walked away with a step.

However, in Cai Po's eyes, he always felt that this old man was in disgrace, like those young wives who were finally crying when asked for a price.

"Xu Xian, you offended that old monk now. Will there be any problem? I have some friendship with the Xuncheng Ling. Why don't you tell me a few words for you and find an excuse to lock the old monk in?"

"You are always crueler than me!" Feng Xuexin said that Cai Po was obviously angry for the previous sentence of the tongue-pulling hell. After all, if there is a tongue-pulling hell, then 99% of the people in the world will have to go in and walk, and then one percent will die prematurely.

However, the more you do this, the worse your mood is. Feng Xue simply waved her hand and said:

"That monk looks a bit of a trick, but he may have something to do with a lady. If he doesn't do it well, it will be easy to get into trouble. Compared to the way of playing on the official road, I hope he will be secretive. There is nothing to say about me to beat him to death."

Feng Xue said this, but she was a little puzzled. She had never seen this monk before, but she always felt that she had seen it somewhere.

Feng Xue is now a master at the realm of refining Qi and transforming Gods. His memory is naturally extraordinary. Even if he just glances at him, he will leave an impression in his heart, but now he can't remember it. Either, this monk has cultivated what Buddhism calls the "immortality of sentient beings", so everyone looks familiar with him, or he encounters it when his memory is not so good.

"Bolu..."

With Feng Xue's thoughts, the dice suddenly rolled-

[Insight: 1069 (Extremely difficult to succeed)]

As the dice of insight settled, a large amount of information began to return from the depths of the soul to the brain. Memories from the soul slowly settled down. An image of a middle-aged man who was at least eighty-small like the old monk gradually appeared in his mind.

"I'll go, Lao Li?"

Feng Xue's name appeared in her mind, and she finally confirmed the location where she saw him before.

That was when he was Xu Feng, he met a hunter who specialized in selling spirit beasts in a small mountain village around Sheyang County.

"Speaking of this, Bai Suzhen saved it at that time, so, this old man Li is Fahai (Fahai's surname is Pei in reality)?" Feng Xue narrowed her eyes and smelled a scent of conspiracy.

but……

"The cause and effect from more than 2,700 years ago should be a disciple who was still in the Western sect. No wonder he got angry so easily. It turned out that his practice was not a modern Buddhist method." Feng Xue had a slight plan in her heart, and understood the old monk's feet, and it would be much easier to do anything else.

However, since I am called Xu Xian in this life and the other side is probably Fahai, I decided to be careful.

Cai Po didn't know that Feng Xue had thought a lot in her mind, and just nodded and said:

"The whole martial arts world knows that you can fight, but where are your family members? Listen to Cai Po's advice, be careful."

"Yeah, what Cai Po said is, then I will go back to the village first, at least I have to let my family know that I can't let the thief go to the house casually." Feng Xue said with a donkey from the side, but Cai Po felt that his words had worked. He immediately showed a satisfied look on his face, and nodded and said:

"Home is important. If you offend the monk, the big girls and wives in the family must be careful!"

Feng Xue just nodded, left the pharmacy with Cai Po, closed the door, and then returned to Baihuazhuang all the way.

At this time, Baihuazhuang was still in a state of neither salt nor light. Zhuangzi, who had originally become slightly prosperous, became more and more famous under Bai Suzhen's "work", but for the people in the martial arts world, they felt that this place had experienced a great war.

Thinking about Feng Xue's combat power, Baihuazhuang has also faintly heard some reputation in the world.

"Why did the official come back so early today?" Xiaoyu was swaying at the door with a broom. When he saw Feng Xue, he immediately said hello. Perhaps because he had sex, Xiaoyu also called "official" with Bai Suzhen. Not to mention, it was quite pleasant.

"There may be a villain coming recently, so I'll come back early." Feng Xue spread her hands, but Xiaoyu was a little surprised:

"A bad guest? There is a wife in the village!"

Well, maybe it is the relationship between "comrades-in-arms" and the relationship between Xiaoyu and Bai Suzhen is no longer as stiff as it was at the beginning. Of course, Feng Xue feels that there is still a blood suppression relationship.

"Maybe it's a guy who is hard-working for his wife." Feng Xue curled his lips slightly. Now he can be said to have a double harvest in love and career, but the more this happens, the more Feng Xue feels that Buddhism may come out and cause trouble.

After all, he is responsible for the "prosperity of Buddhism" in this life. How could Buddhism allow others to live a prosperous life? Now that he has enjoyed the wealth and prosperity of the world, he may have to suffer the people's livelihood, which will make him feel disheartened and become a monk?

For example, if a water monster appeared in Nanzhao, it is not impossible for Bai Suzhen to suppress it!

OK, the above is just a joke.

Feng Xue was quietly waiting for Fahai's arrival at home. One day passed, two days passed, and three days passed.

Several people from the world came to seek medical treatment, but the evil guests Feng Xue was waiting for never came to the door.

"Is it because I'm too nervous? He just looks like it?" After living in the prehistoric world for eight generations, Feng Xue no longer believed in any coincidence, but in this tranquility before the storm, Feng Xue could not help but feel like she fell into the empty space with one punch.

...

"It's comfortable to use a new toilet." Feng Xue sighed at the clean toilet while releasing water. Although it was a waste to install a self-circulating tap water system in a small manor, Feng Xue felt that this was worth it than enduring the dirty and smelly toilet environment.

But at this moment, a faint hostility suddenly exploded, and Feng Xue's spiritual sense suddenly reacted. After a glance from the corner of her eyes, she saw two red lights approaching quickly, and accompanied by the red light, there was a sharp sword light!

"You dare to show off your skills in front of me?" Feng Xue shouted loudly, and the sword light was activated. The speed of the sword light suddenly stopped after a hundred years. Feng Xue's sword took the opportunity to slash behind her. Although the toilet is a place for sneak attacks, for Feng Xue, even if it is releasing water, there is no weakness!

"Clang clang!" The sound of metal-iron attack sounded, followed by a crisp sound of metal falling to the ground. It was not until this time that Feng Xue shook slowly, tied her belt and turned around, looked at the assassin holding a broken sword in front of her, and cast a contemptuous look.

"It is worthy of being a man who can make the Blue-eyed Rakshasa surrender..."
Chapter completed!