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The world behind the small door is the core of Luolong Mountain.
In that world, there were six women.
The oldest one is the one sitting by the pool, playing with his feet in the water. He looks like he is in his thirties.
But whether it¡¯s looks or figure, she is the best.
Especially the indescribable aura emanating from his whole body, even if Ye Wushuang saw it, he would feel his heart move.
Quite completely, she had forgotten that she had been stared at by two dangerous looks just now.
After she stared blankly at the pair of feet playing on the water for an unknown amount of time, when she finally thought of this, she heard a slight rustling sound.
The small door leading to the world of Hualien is blocked by the falling wall above.
The Zen room has finally returned to what it should be, simple, simple yet dignified and elegant.
Ye Wushuang closed her eyes forcefully, walked to the table, sat cross-legged on the futon, and looked at Master negative Hua opposite.
she knows.
The scene she saw just now was deliberately shown by Master negative Hua. This was to remind her not to forget the promise she made during the original transaction.
She also figured out the content of Zen Master negative Hua¡¯s evening classes from the state of those women.
This is a temple.
The sculptures enshrined in the main hall are no different from those in other temples.
Bells ring in the morning and drums sound in the evening, the sound of chanting is endless, incense is lingering, and various blessing ribbons are tied on the branches of half the mountain.
All the monks are full of kindness. When they eat vegetarian, they look down and hold their heads. What is the master?
In short, Luolong Temple on Luolong Mountain is a very famous temple within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.
Zen Master Fu Hua is an eminent monk with tens of thousands of loyal fans.
He can also chant sutras, offer incense to the Buddha, and kowtow, but what he truly believes in is the lotus.
Demon.
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Zen Master negative Hua spoke: "Donor Ye, actually you shouldn't have come tonight. From the moment we negotiated the deal, one of his feet has already entered the gate of hell. At most, there are still seven hours left, you You will get what you want.¡±
Ye Wushuang gathered his thoughts and said calmly: "I'm still worried. After all, I may know better than Li Wujiang who Li Xiao is, what his background is, and how powerful he is. Zen Master negative Hua, I hope he can succeed. No failure allowed.¡±
Zen Master negative Hua smiled: "Donor, your charm for me is the greatest since I came into the world. The key is that your innate conditions are unique in the world of mortals."
He first praised Ye Wushuang¡¯s charm and then praised her congenital conditions. This was a clear statement that he would do anything to get her!
Li Xiao¡¯s background strength is nothing to fear in the face of Master Fu Hua¡¯s willingness to do whatever it takes.
Ye Wushuang also smiled, and his expression became calmer: "If there were no experts to help and consume Li Xiao's strength, would the master still have such confidence?"
Master Fu Hua said calmly.
"Hualien, is this powerful?"
"Hualien is far more powerful than you imagine. Otherwise, our cooperative relationship with the Ye family would not have lasted this long."
Zen Master negative Hua was not surprised at all because Ye Wushuang already knew about Hualien's existence.
Before Ye Wushuang came to him to make a deal, Zen Master negative Hua had already figured out who the ninth brother beside her was.
Ye Wushuang asked again: "Since you are confident, you can deal with Li Xiao on your own. Why did you promise me to send experts to help?"
"Three reasons."
Master negative Hua slowly explained: "First, those so-called masters are willing to seek death themselves. As a monk, I will definitely be compassionate and help them."
Ye Wushuang smiled and picked up the tea cup.
The water temperature is just right.
The tea is bitter and not sweet.
Master negative Hua continued: "Second, I'm afraid of dirty blood."
Ye Wushuang was stunned: "What?"
"During the fight, someone may get injured. If you get injured, you may bleed. Your hands will get dirty."
Zen Master negative Hua said, raising his hands.
The broad monk's robe slid down, revealing his hands.
He raised his hands in front of Ye Wushuang and smiled: "Donor, don't you thinkThe man was standing here and chuckled: "I didn't expect that Master would keep his promise like this."
The old monk kept walking and walked out of the temple: "Whether it is heaven or earth or hell or demon world, only by observing the rules, having principles and bottom lines, can we live longer and live better. Isn't it?"
Ye Wushuang chuckled again: "I won't comply."
She didn't lie.
If Ye Wushuang had principles and a bottom line, he would not have sacrificed his life in order to kill Li Xiao, regardless of national interests, and Liu Meng and others.
Zen Master negative Hua didn't look back and replied calmly: "So, the donor has been in a lot of pain over the years. I hope that I can relieve the donor's pain within a year."
Ye Wushuang was silent.
If she had abided by her principles and bottom line, and could look past Ye Wutian's death, she would not have killed Liu Meng and others and caused heavy losses to the country.
She will also fight side by side with Li Wujiang to make the contradiction glorious!
But just because she had no principles, no bottom line, and did those things, she could only be trapped in Mingzhu, suffering the condemnation of her conscience day and night.
In the drizzle, the road down the mountain became increasingly slippery.
Ye Wushuang didn't understand where Zen Master negative Hua wanted to take her and what to see.
She didn¡¯t ask either.
After half an hour, Zen Master Fu Hua stopped.
Click!
A thunderbolt, an explosion.
There was bright lightning, like a silver snake, shooting down from the thick clouds with fangs and claws.
Burning yourself, lighting up the earth.
It¡¯s just a moment!
But it was enough for Ye Wushuang to see everything in front of him.
? Grave mound.
There are countless tombs accumulated over many years, winding from the mountain road to the east and west, around Luolong Mountain, and into the distance.
Among them, there is a new tomb.
There is a paper figure stuck on the grave.
I don¡¯t know what kind of paper the paper man is made of. He is dressed in red and has a white face. He has a nose and eyes, but like Ye Wushuang on the flower lily, he has no eyes.
When the raindrops hit the paper figurines, they only make a crackling sound but will not be damaged.
The paper man has a shy face and empty eyes, looking at the soul-calling flags flying in the wind. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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