When we returned to Xiaohun Inn, the night was already deep.
Xue Ling looked up and could see the lone lamp burning alone on the window sill.
Unlike that night when it was raining and falling, this time the moon was shining brightly.
It feels good to know that someone is waiting for you when you go back.
But when she thought about the relief she was carrying, the girl couldn't help but hesitate a little.
"Is it okay?" Looking at the light above her head and thinking of the person waiting behind the light, Xue Ling felt a little uneasy.
"Let's go." Fang Bie smiled and said, "I'll guarantee that everything will be fine."
Saying this, Xue Ling felt a little relieved and continued to carry Shiran on her back. She jumped off the wall of the inn and came to the center of the yard. Then she followed Fang Bi and came all the way to He Ping's room.
Although this was only the second time, Xue Ling felt that it had almost become a routine, that is, after completing the task, she would report to He Ping as soon as possible and then explain the results of the task.
When they arrived on the second floor, He Ping was already standing in front of the lamp, boiling a pot of tea on a small charcoal stove in front of her.
The aroma of tea overflows.
Xue Ling remembered that He Ping prepared two glasses of wine for the two of them last time, but this time it was hot tea. She didn't know what the meaning was.
And He Ping also caught a glimpse of the little monk behind Xue Ling. She didn't see any surprise, but asked lightly: "How is the situation?"
Xue Ling took a step forward. Based on her last experience, she knew that mission reports were usually completed by Bee Wings.
Although no one actually took action until the end this time, and there was no assassination target in the strict sense, the rules were the rules.
"Report to Sister Ping." Xue Ling whispered: "Fang and I went to ambush and crouch in the woods outside the city. Sure enough, after a day and night, the eminent monk Kongwu passed by here and was intercepted and killed by people in the world."
"The interception was divided into three waves. The first wave was an attack by ordinary people in the world. They did not get close to the monk Kongwu, but he was solved by the monk Kongwu using the lion's roar technique."
"The second wave of interceptions was by three martial arts masters, namely the Invisible Sword Liu Pingye, Butterfly Lady, and Green Scorpion. The Invisible Sword used its gloomy ecstasy palm to injure Monk Kong Wu, destroying his indestructible Vajra, but he Unable to fight anymore, Lady Butterfly was injured by Monk Kongwu with his finger and fell unconscious. Her whereabouts were unknown and she was suspected of faking her death to escape. Green Scorpion poisoned the enemy and eventually injured Monk Kongwu's disciples, causing the monk to be furious."
"The third wave of interceptions was by Hei Wu, a master of the Demon Sect. He mastered the black sky magic skill very well and was able to face the enemy head-on with the monk Kong Wu. Among them, the green scorpion was killed by Hei Wu himself in the battle, and he was close to killing Kong. Wu's disciples, and seriously injured the monk Kong Wu, and was eventually defeated and expelled by Kong Wu."
"In the end, Kongwu gave the relics he carried to the seriously injured disciple to save his life. He also learned about the existence of Fang and I, broke the existence, and tried to entrust the task to us."
Xue Ling said to stop here.
He Ping said calmly: "Continue."
Xue Ling nodded: "Monk Kongwu said at that time that there were three things he couldn't worry about. The first thing was his own body relics. We hope that we can return his cremated ashes and relics to the Shaolin Temple, and with this, Ask the Shaolin Temple for any one of the seventy-two unique martial arts skills as a reward."
"Fang Bie took over this task and cremated Monk Kongwu's body to obtain ashes after his death."
"The second thing is that although Kong Wu saved his young disciple's life, he is in danger, so he wants to entrust us to take care of this young monk."
"The reward is the teaching of the indestructible power of Vajra."
"After Fang Bi refused, Kong Wu entrusted me with the task, and I didn't refuse in the end."
"Therefore, the eminent monk Kongwu transformed his body's inner strength, taught me the seeds of the indestructible power of Vajra, and named his disciple Shiran, entrusting it to me."
"Subsequently, when we were about to reveal the third task, Monk Kongwu ran out of oil and passed away with a smile on his face. Therefore, we did not know the content of the third task and had no way to take it on."
Xue Ling paused: "This is the entire experience of this mission."
Xue Ling's description this time was concise and to the point, almost summarizing the entire incident. He Ping couldn't help but nod her head: "Fang Farewell, I think Lin Xue has made great progress recently."
Fang Bie smiled: "Sister Ping, don't you think about how to deal with this little monk first?"
"I have to explain in advance that this young monk has taken the relics and has another third of the Vajra Indestructible Magic Seeds in his body. Keeping it in his hands will be a big trouble."
He Ping gave Fang a sideways look and said, "It's just you ghost."
"If you say so, how can you explain that you are still holding Kong Wu's ashes and relics in your hand?"
Don't smile: "Didn't I do good deeds and accumulate virtue?"
It seems that only when facing He Ping, Fang Bu becomes more lively, and does not want to have the expressionless, businesslike look on his face when dealing with others.
"Have you thought about doing good deeds and accumulating virtue at this time?" He Ping sneered lightly, then looked at Xue Ling: "This matter is not important, I will just report it to the organization, but this little monk can no longer be a monk."
"By the way, what's his name?" He Ping asked.
"Relieved." Xue Ling said seriously.
"Shiran is not a bad name." He Ping smiled: "Farewell, please give me a new name."
"Why me?" Fang Bie said a little unhappy.
"Don't you always like to give names?" He Ping looked at Fang Bi.
"How about not regretting it?" Fang Bie said seriously.
He Ping and Xue Ling both looked at Fang Farewell seriously.
"So." Fang Bie tried to think for a moment.
"If you don't regret it, how about Xu Zhu?" Fang Bie continued to think of a name.
He Ping looked at Xue Ling, smiled and said, "You see, he is very good at naming. There are all kinds of weird names emerging in endlessly."
Saying this, He Ping looked at Fang Bi and suppressed her smile: "One more."
"So." Fang Bie scratched his head and seemed to really think about it: "How about the Dragon Boat Festival?"
"We met him for the first time during the Dragon Boat Festival in May, and I felt pretty good."
He Ping nodded: "This name is okay."
Xue Ling was very puzzled: "Why do you have to change your name?"
"Because he can no longer be a monk." He Ping looked at Xue Ling and said seriously: "We can take him in, but we cannot take him in as the only disciple of the eminent monk Kongwu."
"After all, according to what you told before, the news that Shiran may have taken the relic is known to the world, but no one knows what you and Fang Bie have been spying on the tree."
"So, not many people know about your taking in Shiran."
"Then, when relief becomes the Dragon Boat Festival, then the whole world searching for the only disciple of Monk Kongwu will have nothing to do with our Dragon Boat Festival."
Xue Ling was confused when she heard this: "Then how do you make him become Dragon Boat Festival?"
He Ping touched her nose and looked at the sleeping bald monk on Xue Ling's back.
"For example?"
"Let him grow hair?"