Facing the scolding from her good sister, A'Zi has long been accustomed to it. After acting coquettishly and cutely, A'Zhu could only sigh helplessly. Since he couldn't be cruel, there was nothing he could do to her.
However, A'Zhu then thought about it. The Tibetan monk actually wanted to use a human sacrifice book. He was obviously not a compassionate and enlightened monk. Playing tricks on him like this was not an insult to the monks.
A'Zhu herself is also quirky and playful, but Murong Fu is not at home. Compared to A Zi, she can only be a little more restrained, otherwise how can she discipline A Zi.
"What are you going to do next? Is the young master named Duan the one you met in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations in Dali that day?"
Although he deliberately restrained himself, there was still a hint of excitement in A'Zhu's pretty eyes, and she couldn't help but ask.
Ah Zi smiled charmingly and said: "Didn't Brother Gongye send us news that the Qin Village and Qingcheng Sect are coming to bring trouble to our Murong family? We might as well divert the trouble eastward and let the Fan monk help us." Let's send him off just to see how much he weighs."
Hearing this, A'Zhu couldn't help but his eyes lit up and he said, "That's really interesting, but nothing will happen, right?"
Ah Zi said: "Don't worry, the Tibetan monk's martial arts looks good, so he should be fine."
A'Zhu reminded: "I'm not talking about the Tibetan monk, I'm talking about Mr. Duan. He is from the Dali royal family. If something happens in our territory, I'm afraid that Mr. Duan will come back and punish us."
Ah Zi's crescent moon curled up and she said with a smile, "Brother-in-law can't bear to punish my sister! At worst, I'll sneak in when the time comes and I'll just keep it safe so that nothing happens to Prince Duan."
A'Zhu's pretty face blushed slightly when he heard the teasing meaning in A'Zi's words. At the same time, he also missed Murong Fu a little in his heart.
After the two sisters played with each other for a while, they saw Abi floating over the lake in a canoe.
As soon as Abi saw Azi's restored appearance, she couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Hey little Azi, why are you teasing me?"
Azi laughed and said: "Oh, sister Abi, don't be angry! Can't I apologize to you?"
Abi glared at her angrily, and then asked the two girls how to deal with the two of them, Azi also said it without any concealment.
Abi hesitated and said, "Let's discuss this matter with our master. If the monk discovers it, we may not be able to handle it."
"Sister Abi, do you know the details of that Fan monk?"
Azi asked playfully.
Although she pretended to be very calm just now, in fact, she didn't even know Jiumozhi's name. She was just talking to the other party in an insinuating manner, otherwise she wouldn't have talked about the master at the same time and called him too tight.
Abi nodded slightly and told the two girls the news she had learned from Duan Yu when they were sent to Qingyun Village just now.
At first, Abi just casually mentioned Duan Yu's noble status and how Jiumozhi brought him to Suzhou so easily. Before Jiumozhi could think about how to answer, Duan Yu was angry that he didn't tell her. Wu De told the details of his capture that day.
If Jiumozhi hadn't made a sneak attack, how could the Duan clan of Dali's Six Meridians Divine Sword be so powerful that it could be controlled by others?
Of course, there was also an element of Duan Yu deliberately bragging when he saw the beauty nearby. After all, his Six Meridians Divine Sword was sometimes ineffective. When Jiumozhi caught him, his Six Meridians Divine Sword could no longer be used. .
Abi naturally knew the power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword. After all, it was because of Master Li's self-created Tianlong Bayin after learning the Six Meridians Divine Sword that he became so powerful that even Deng Baichuan was no match for him.
So there is no doubt about Duan Yu's words.
However, she still found some details from the other party's description.
When Jiumozhi took Duan Yu away, all the eminent monks from Tianlong Temple were present. The fact that Jiumozhi took Duan Yu away under such circumstances shows how powerful he is in martial arts.
At least she and A'Zhu are not his opponents. Maybe A'Zi can fight with him, but maybe only Li Shishi can deal with it.
After hearing Abi's analysis, Azi flattened her mouth and said a little unconvinced: "I don't believe how powerful that big-eared monk is! Why wait and see!"
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Qingyun Village.
Looking at the vegetarian food brought by the servants in the village, Jiumozhi put his hands together humbly and returned the greeting.
Jiumozhi picked up a white steamed bun and waved it in front of Duan Yu.
"Prince Duan, as long as you silently write down the sword manual of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, the poor monk will promise not to kill you and will even send you away. What do you think?"
Duan Yu had been starved by Jiumozhi for two days when he came here. Now when he smelled the aroma of the steamed buns in his hand, his stomach suddenly growled and he was so hungry that it was unbearable.
"Don't even think about it!"
Duan Yu still said harshly.
"Hmph! I want to see how long you can keep your stubbornness, this poor monk. At worst, I'll starve you to death. If you don't believe me, don't beg me!"
Jiumozhi glared at him with some annoyance, turned back to the table, and started eating by himself.
Smelling the aroma of vegetables in the air, Duan Yu felt extremely uncomfortable, but his remaining sense kept telling him that he must not ruin the reputation of the Duan family in Dali, let alone compromise with this evil monk.
After being starved for two more days, Duan Yu not only didn't eat anything, he didn't even take a sip of water. His mouth was chapped, and he lost a lot of weight and looked a little out of shape.
Seeing Duan Yu being so indifferent, Jiumozhi was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"The poor monk doesn't believe that someone can really starve himself to death by relying on his will!"
Jiumozhi also became ruthless. If he really couldn't do anything, he would probably trade his flame knife skills with Murong Bo. As long as he could stay in Huanshi Shui Pavilion for three days, with his photographic memory, even if he could There are thousands of martial arts classics, and you can read them all.
Just when Jiumozhi closed the door and ignored Duan Yu, he suddenly heard a burst of noise coming from outside the village.
Jiumozhi went out to check, and saw dozens of strong men rushing in with weapons in hand, all with fierce expressions, like bandits robbing homes.
"Who are you? What are you doing here at Qingyun Village?"
The burly old man at the head glanced at him and asked: "Where is Murong Bo? Tell him to get out!"
Jiumozhi frowned and said, "Are you looking for Mr. Murong? He is in Yanziwu. This is Qingyun Village. The person you are looking for is not here."
Seeing Jiumozhi leaving him out with just one word, A'Zhu and A'Zi, who were hiding in the dark, couldn't help but curse in secret, thinking that this Buddhist monk was too shameless.
The burly old man said: "You are not here even if you say you are not here? What is your relationship with Murong Bo?"
The person who brought them here clearly said that Murong Bo was in the village. Although the burly old man did not dare to believe it, he would not be easily fooled by the big-eared monk in front of him.
Jiumozhi was speechless for a moment, thinking that all the people in Qingyun Villa were servants of the Murong family. If he said that he didn't know them, it would inevitably make Murong Bo dissatisfied. If he said that he knew them, seeing how aggressive these people were, wouldn't he suffer an unreasonable disaster?
