Li Yangyang planned to go back and think about what to do next, but happened to run into Sid on the way back.
Side: "..."
Li Yangyang frowned and didn't react for a while. In just two breaths, she pointed at Side: "You, your group!"
Side: "Amitabha, the donor has recognized the wrong person. The poor monk is a monk from the Golden Pavilion Temple, whose name is Xiangpin."
Side seemed to think it was not enough, so he continued to add: "Ideas of thought and moral character."
Li Yangyang: "???"
Seeing that his memory was gradually clearing up, Li Yangyang pointed at Side and affirmed: "Do you think I'm blind? You are with them!"
Side: "Amitabha, when we get out, the poor monk will introduce a doctor to the donor. His skills in treating eyes are top-notch."
Li Yangyang was so angry that fire rushed from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai, and without saying a word, he took out the fairy sword to attack Side.
When Li Yangyang's sword was about to pierce Side, she felt a sudden golden light flash in front of her eyes, and her sword could no longer advance an inch.
Li Yangyang blasted out several bursts of spiritual power, swung his sword and said with anger in his chest: "You shrinking turtle! If you have the ability, we can do it with real swords and guns!"
Sid lowered his head and said shyly: "Since the poor monk has escaped into Buddhism, he can no longer be tainted by the world. The donor's words are a bit too explicit and not polite for the poor monk. Please be more reserved."
Li Yangyang’s black question mark face: “???”
"You must be fucking sick!" After Li Yangyang finally reacted, his anger seemed to have turned into reality.
This sanctimonious monk is more hateful than the others!
Extremely abominable!
"I'm going to make you a stinky monk come back today! Who gave you the courage to tease me!" Li Yangyang didn't think about leaving any remaining strength at this moment, and kept mobilizing the spiritual power in her dantian to break through. The body-protecting Buddha's light made that color monk's soul disappear.
Side looked puzzled, then shook his head and sighed: "The donor really changes his face faster than turning the pages of a book..."
Fortunately, Side still remembered what he was going to do this time. Since he was interrupted by Li Yangyang, he might be able to change his target.
Side's eyes met Li Yangyang's gaze, and now his whole body was glowing with golden light, as if a god or Buddha had come to the world.
"Donor, would you like to know how to pass this level?"
Li Yangyang paused and her expression changed. It was obvious that she had completely forgotten about clearing the level. Then she forced herself to calm down, held back her anger and stopped, saying in a cold tone: "What do you mean?"
Side: "What you get from passing the previous level is related to the next level. So, how about we trade it?"
Li Yangyang thought about the feasibility of this method.
Li Yangyang: "What if you give me a fake one?"
Side: "Monks don't lie. If the donor doesn't believe me, he must believe in Buddha."
The world of cultivation is all about cause and effect.
If Side lies, the higher his level in the future, the stronger his inner demons will be, and the chance of such an ascension will become lower and lower.
People in the world of cultivation will never joke about ascension.
Li Yangyang was dubious: "Are you really not lying?"
Side nodded.
Li Yangyang: "Then come up with your clues first."
Side shook his head: "Let's take it out at the same time."
Li Yangyang thought about it and felt that there was no problem in taking them at the same time.
If she is wary of the other party, the other party will also be wary of her.
There's nothing wrong with that.
Li Yangyang agreed.
Then the two of them came up with their own clues at the same time.
Side saw what the other person was holding.
A paper.
On the paper is the shape of a bell.
Li Yangyang looked at the flowers in Side's hand.
Li Yangyang: "What kind of flower is this?"
After Side noted the characteristics of the bell, he also asked: "What is that in your painting?"
Li Yangyang: "You don't know this? This is..."
Li Yangyang was careful to shut up. After a pause, he said, "I showed it to you. It's none of my business if you don't recognize it."
Side: "That poor monk didn't say anything either."
Li Yangyang: "..."
Side: "In that case, the poor monk will take his leave first and wish the benefactor a smooth passage."
After saying this, Sid turned and left.
Li Yangyang stared at the departing figure in a daze. She seemed to have forgotten something.
Li Yangyang always felt that something was wrong, but what was wrong?
When Li Yangyang finally remembered what was wrong, Side's figure had long disappeared.
Li Yangyang was so angry that he swung his sword, and the house nearby was instantly split in half.
Li Yangyang shouted loudly in the direction where Side disappeared: "You stinky monk and perverted monk, if you let me meet you next time, I'll see if I don't kill you!"
treacherous! cunning!
None of them are good!
Sid gave a false alarm and thankfully touched the non-existent beads of sweat on his forehead.
By the time Side returned to the temporary gathering point, everyone at the table had already returned.
Everyone: "Did Fellow Taoist Side gain anything?"
Side nodded.
the other side
Fuqi was lying in a hammock made of branches from the albizia tree, with tears in her eyes, listening to the other person telling her touching love story.
When the Albizia Julibrissin tree saw Fuqi's intoxicated look, the whole tree felt comfortable.
Fu Qi calmly wiped away the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.
She never thought that one day she would lose control of her tears because of too many flowers.
Fuqi's nose was also blocked. When she breathed through her mouth, she could feel the particles of Albizia julibrissin pollen in the air, and her throat felt uncomfortably itchy.
"Ah, ah, sneeze! sneeze! sneeze! sneeze..." The last sneeze was loud and long.
The acacia tree was even more moved.
Albizia Julibrissin continued: "Then, I gave birth to a child."
Then, the Albizia Julibrissin tree's voice became endlessly sad and lonely: "I had a difficult childbirth and died."
"When I thought I was about to leave their father and son forever, I don't know why, but I woke up from this acacia tree and turned into this tree."
"I didn't think too much. Even if I turned into a tree, as long as I could still see them and their son, I would be satisfied."
"It wasn't long before I was suddenly able to get out of this tree."
"Then we continued to live our previous lives. Although our lifestyle changed from day to night, it did not affect the relationship between us at all."
The little paper man with a crying face next to Fu Qi licked the brush with his mouth, moistening it until it reached the forked tip of the brush. When he found that he had no saliva, he dropped his tears on it instead.
Another little paper man took advantage of the gap to pull out the full paper and replaced it with a blank paper.
The little paper man neatly folded the papers that had been written down in order.
When Fu Qi saw the Albizia Julibrissin tree stopping, she knew it was time to pull some emotional value.
"This shows how deeply your husband-in-law loves you."
The Albizia Julibrissin tree shook its branches and said excitedly: "Yes, so, for them, I am willing to be trapped in the tree forever and not be reincarnated."
If the Albizia Julibrissin tree is so excited, Fuqi will suffer.
There is more pollen in the air.
Fuqi's tears came out faster.
Fuqi: "Calm down, calm down."
