Most muscular people have a slightly less mobility. Qin Mu just flashed slightly and avoided the sudden hug of a bear.

"I'm very familiar with the smell on you!" The second guy was relieved and suddenly knelt down, hugged Qin Mu's thighs tightly, and burst into tears: "That's the smell of love."

As soon as this statement came out, I originally wanted to settle the score with Qin Mu because of the sonic boom, but now I followed Honglian and took a step back together.

Honglian looked at Qin Mu up and down, as if she had known him the first genius; "I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it," Honglian's eyes shone, and her voice was trembling with excitement. Only Qin Mu understood what this girl was excited about. It must be the information that Sikong Lu instilled in her before was causing trouble.

"No wonder you are not moved by a girl like Sikong Lu. So you are so good?" Honglian pointed at Qin Mu and hesitated. After a long time of struggling, he squeezed out two words from his mouth: "...dirty!"

Qin Mu struggled to break free from his relieved arms, but this guy's muscles were not white and strong, so he couldn't get rid of them. Instead, Qin Mu sweated all over his forehead because of this action, and finally he had to angrily say helplessly: "Can you speak well and explain it clearly to me!"

Shu Ran seemed to have cried enough. Under Qin Mu's disgusting eyes, he quickly wiped his tears with Qin Mu's slightly white pants, and then he said intermittently: "You have the smell of my master."

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Qin Mu's eyebrows were knotted, "I said I was a Wu Zhu, there is no reason to accept a monk as his apprentice, right?"

"There is no reason." The monk shook his head, and then said seriously: "What does this have to do with the smell of my master on you?"

"Damn," Qin Mu couldn't help but swear: "Of course it's a big deal. I have no reason to accept a monk's apprentice. How could you smell like your master? I'm not a monk."

"I didn't say you are a monk." Shi Ran finally let go of Qin Mu's legs: "The rune chain is my master's exclusive custody skill. Such rune descriptive will appear around him while chanting scriptures. By the way, his ability is descriptive. He can turn illusory runes into concrete things."

"I have understood the unique skills myself." Qin Mu said in a flash, suddenly stunned. Looking at Shu Ran's shiny bald head, he asked with uncertainty: "What is your master?"

"Lekong." When he looked at Qin Mu with relief, he had a solemn expression: "But the master went out for a long time and said he was to eliminate demons, but he hadn't come back for a long time."

"This..." Qin Mu took a deep breath. It would be like this, "Is it the Leng in the temple near Ningcheng?"

Shu Ran shook his head, Qin Mu was a little disappointed. The feeling of meeting an old friend in a foreign land disappeared instantly. Although the matter of Yu Kong was a little bit difficult to say, just a little bit of a similar aura to his master, this guy was already so excited. If Yu Kong was really his master, and he encountered such a thing... Qin Mu tightened the relics in his arms, and could not imagine how sad he would be.

"My master is not from Ningcheng, he just holds orders here," the monk looked a little sad: "It was about three years ago when my master came to Ningcheng and said that there was a hidden dragon and a creeping tiger here, and that a great disaster was about to happen, so he placed orders in a nearby temple."

Qin Mu was shocked by the monk's next words. He didn't expect to see Kong's disciples during this trip. He originally thought about his trip to Hong Kong, so he went to the temple where Kong had been to visit, but he didn't expect to see Kong's disciples in this way.

Looking at the monk's sad eyes, Qin Mu felt soft. Thinking of himself, he was like this at the beginning. In the five years when Chonghua disappeared inexplicably, he was like a child who was suddenly abandoned, lonely and helpless, but in those five years, Qin Mu locked himself in a small house. Qin Mu thought that this relief was much better than Qin Mu who was blindly depressed at the time.

"I shouldn't have come here." I smiled with relief and laughed: "I only know how to fight and not know how to recite scriptures with runes. It's too complicated. I didn't have a chance, but Mr. Lin Gangsheng couldn't find my master and used me to make up for it temporarily."

Uh... Qin Mu had to take back what he thought just now, but hesitated for a moment, then took out something from his arms and put it in the monk's hand.

The monk's eyes suddenly lit up, as if the light bulb was suddenly decorated, as bright as a star, "This is..."

"This is why I have his breath." Qin Mu sighed and told the monk all the things I met in Sikong's mansion. At the end, he patted the monk's shoulders who were already stunned, a little sad: "I can understand your mood. I was too fragile that day and wanted your master..."

"No..." The monk said firmly: "No, no matter who it is, the master will give up his life." The monk smiled self-deprecatingly: "Master is the kindest person I have ever met. He said that Ningcheng will suffer a great disaster in three years. It was because he himself was going to deal with this disaster, not because of you. No matter whether you are here or not, he will do this. I want to thank you, Master's relics later."

The monk knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to the West. Then he stood up with his hands folded and closed his eyes and recited scriptures that Qin Mu couldn't understand.

Qin Mu looked at him blankly. A knot in his heart was resolved because of the monk's words. In the past, he always thought that Kong's death had a great relationship with him, so he was always in a bad mood recently.

He is even more merciless about the punishment of monsters, and even uses his spiritual power to kill humans. In the bar of Heaven and Earth, there are those innocent women who have been taken with soul crystals and were ruined, and those who have lost consciousness and become walking corpses. The solution that Qin Mu came up with was to kill and set fire to cover up everything.

If he were on weekdays, he would never have been like this.

The death of the old monk Likong can be said to have affected Qin Mu for a while. If it weren’t for the relief and just untied this knot in his heart, he would probably become Qin Mu’s inner demon on Qin Mu’s path of cultivation in the future.

Honglian took care of Lin Gangsheng and his daughter on the side. She didn't know what the woman was thinking. She actually put the two head-to-head flat on the ground, and even dragged the person who was not fainting but was knocked out by the woman, and still looked at her head toward her. She looked like a snowflake from afar.

"What are you doing?" Qin Mu said speechlessly as he looked at the aunt making trouble.
Chapter completed!