"Well done, old monk, but the young monk didn't come... He's missing!" The voice of Miao Kong Divine Monk came from inside the meditation room.
Lin Xi was stunned for a moment, then felt cold all over.
"Is it possible that... he was seen through?" Lin Xi had the urge to run away immediately.
But he restrained himself.
"Then see you next time!" Lin Xi waved his hands and turned around crazily, thinking it would be better to stay away from the meditation room of Monk Miao Kong.
Among the green mountains and clear waters, outside the bamboo building and small bridge.
Lin Xi sat cross-legged on the bluestone by the stream, watching the gurgling water and sorting out his thoughts.
"Being famous all over the world as a monk Xumi and doing some deviant things is also a way to gain negative emotions. At the same time, using methods similar to the devil's way to convert some people, what is conversion... Transformation? Transformation into good, or transformation into evil?" Lin Xi was weighing it.
"There is also old monk Miaokong. I always feel that he has seen through me, but why doesn't he take action? Is it because the previous injury was too serious and has never recovered. Or...does he have other plans and expectations?"
"He said that the little monk didn't come. The little monk must be referring to Xumi. What he means is... is it possible that Xumi is still alive?" Lin Xi once again observed the soul of Xumi that was controlled by him.
The marks belonging to Xumi were indeed swallowed by him.
Even Lin Xi, who was in the chaotic tide, fell into thinking.
As a demon, Lin Xi is still too young compared to those demons who have existed for hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
Although guided by the inherited memory, Lin Xi did not understand and know all the secrets of the demon.
"Perhaps, after further upgrading and possessing considerable self-preservation ability, you can try to contact some truly formed and intelligent demons."
Whoosh!
A stone flew towards Linxi in the breaking wind.
Lin Xi was dressed in colored glaze and flicked his fingers.
After stopping the stone, he discovered that the power attached to the stone was layer after layer, as if it were continuous.
The real energy is circulating, and the breath is mixed.
With the help of the power of the big bluestone under the seat, Lin Xi offset this force.
However, cracks appeared on the large bluestone that was implicated.
"Qu Feng has seven fingers, but Hu Daguan is here?" Lin Xi said.
Hahaha···!
A burst of hearty laughter came, and a voice said: "How about it, Old Bai! As I said, this monk is very shrewd, even if he is crazy... he is still very shrewd, and he will never get us wrong." "
A tall and muscular man wearing a gray short coat, a black fox fur, a sloppy beard, messy hair, first passed through the bamboo forest, and hovered next to Lin Xi like a big bird.
Immediately afterwards, the young master in white came gracefully, stepping on the bamboo leaves.
"A monk is naturally a shrewd monk, but he almost became a dead monk. And a dead monk, no matter how shrewd he is, can't play chess, read Buddhist scriptures, or paint, so he is of little use." , shook the folding fan slightly, and then said with a chuckle.
The strong man with a sloppy beard looked at Lin Xi with eyes as big as bull's eyes and said, "So, monk, you are not interesting enough! You don't treat me and Lao Bai as brothers, otherwise you will be labeled as Tianyin Pavilion." If you want to do something good, how can you not call me and Lao Bai?"
If someone else talked to Lin Xi like this.
Then Lin Xi would definitely doubt his intentions, and this person would definitely not mean what he said.
After all, Monk Xumi was imprisoned in Tianyin Pavilion for eight years. Eight years was enough time for many friends who had no information to get the news. If they had the intention to help, they would have come long ago.
But from Monk Xumi's memory, Lin Xi could understand that this official Hu was such a person.
What he likes most is to hide in a place where no one is around, live his own life, and completely cut off contact with the outside world.
Therefore, if he does not know about Monk Xumi, it is completely expected.
The young man in white looked at Lin Xi, and then said with a smile: "I have tracked the whereabouts of the skin-changing mother-in-law. If you want to find her, I can lead the way."
The young man in white did not explain why he did not save Monk Xumi.
He must know the news.
After all, as the only disciple of the Black Emperor of Motianya, he controls the twelfth floor of the three sects under Motianya. His eyes and ears are all over the world, and at least there is nothing in Leizhou that can be hidden from him.
Lin Xi hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I'll trouble you! I'm done!"
The young man in white smiles, as gentle as jade.
His gentleness was different from Li Ming's original gentleness.
Li Ming's gentleness was accompanied by distance, indifference, and a kind of condescending pride in his bones.
And the gentleness of this young man in white is truly heart-warming, just like his nickname in the monk community.
Hu Daguanren sat down next to Lin Xi, and then said loudly: "Sometimes, I really envy you and Lao Bai. You both have your own story, you both find the person you love, and you are loved like that. No matter the outcome Anyway, at least this process exists, which makes people enviable.”
"But I can only look at myself and feel sorry for myself. Sometimes I find a random woman, and then I keep telling myself how much I love her. I love her so much that I love her to death."
Having said that, he did not have any negative emotions rushing toward Lin Xi.
As Hu Daguan spoke, he took out a jar of wine from the storage magic weapon and handed it directly to Lin Xi.
He glared at him and said, "Don't say you don't want to drink. I've already asked about it. You are now a meat-and-wine monk and a flower monk. Both the lust and purity ring have been completely broken by this crazy monk like you. So happy!"
Lin Xi took the wine jar and patted the mud seal off the wine jar.
The rich and pungent aroma of wine hits your face.
"I got this 30-year-old daughter's red wine from Lao Xie. Although it's not a spiritual wine, it's the turbid taste that I like best." Hu Daguan said at the side.
Lin Xi raised his head to pour wine, and the wine stained his clothes.
Then he handed the wine jar to Hu Daguan.
After Hu Daguan took a sip, he handed it over to Lao Bai, who looked cool and seemed to have a mysophobia.
Lao Bai also drank it in one gulp without forcing it at all.
Of course a jar of wine is not enough.
So Hu Daguanren took out several jars.
When the floor was filled with wine jars, Lin Xi, as a demon, felt a little dizzy.
When Hu Daguan spoke, he couldn't keep his tongue straight.
Lao Bai still looked as carefree as before, as if all the wine he drank was poured into a bottomless pit.
As for whether it was cheating in luck.
Of course, Lao Bai is not such a person.
He's just incredibly talented.
"What are you going to do next? The Glazed Monk has turned into a crazy monk. Are you going to become a demon or a Buddha? Are you going to kill Tianyin Pavilion or let go of your hatred?" Hu Daguan asked, patting Lin Xi on the shoulder.
Lao Bai looked at Lin Xi and said nothing. He never seemed to speak much.
But his meaning was the same as that of Hu Daguan.
Lin Xi took a sip of wine, then his expression changed, he pointed at the two of them and laughed.
The expression is both funny and weird.
"I'm just a crazy monk. If I become a demon or a Buddha, what does that have to do with me?"
"It can be a demon, it can be a Buddha, it can be done by just crossing people."
"You can remember it, you can forget it. It's okay if she is still here!"
"She's gone... Why should I do that?" Lin Xi is undoubtedly performing at the level of a movie actor at this moment, and has fully integrated himself into the role of Monk Xumi.
