Lin Wanru hurriedly spread the boy's mouth hard, Xiao Xiu took his hand back in pain, and the blood blew down his palm, while the boy's eyes swelled up, and her blood remained between her lips and teeth, which looked like she had eaten human flesh and blood.

Xiao Xiu was shocked and stared at the boy in a daze, even forgot about the pain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Seeing that her son had caused trouble, Lin Wanru hurriedly bowed to apologize to Xiao Xiu. Seeing that Xiao Xiu looked strange, she bit her lips and raised her hand to hit the boy in the face!

Xiao Xiu came to her senses, grabbed Lin Wanru's wrist in time, raised her hand casually in front of her, and said with a smile: "Children are all naughty, it's okay, it's okay."

Lin Wanru looked apologetic, but her eyes were filled with indescribable pain, and she was already filled with tears: "Lin Frog was born to be speechless, and she was irritable and quirky. Xiao Xiu, don't be surprised."

Xiao Xiu looked at the boy named Linwu in surprise when he heard this. The fear just now disappeared and he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. It turned out that the child could not speak. He immediately felt soft and even his tone became softer: "It's okay, how much strength can a child have."

The forest frog always lowered his head, buried his face in the shadow of the sunlight. The deep shadow made his eyes sink deep in his drooping hair, and he could only see the faint light in his pupils.

Xiao Xiu poked out his hand to caress the child's head, but Lin Frog suddenly raised his eyes. The cruelty and resentment in his eyes did not look like a child!

Xiao Xiu was stunned by the eyes and was stunned again. His hands were on his head, and he forgot to take them back for a moment. Seeing Lin Wanru's expression was abnormal, she quickly scolded her son with some anger: "Lin Frog, don't be rude!"

Lin Frog suddenly shivered, raised his eyes and glanced at his mother. He hesitated for a moment, turned his head and lowered his head again. Suddenly, he raised his hand suddenly, slapped Xiao Xiu's hand off with a palm and turned around and ran to the temple.

Xiao Xiu stopped his hands in pain again. Lin Wanru curled up her hands, her face full of guilt, her eyes were cramped and she was already full of tears. Xiao Xiu hurriedly said, "Sister, go and chase the child."

Lin Wanru nodded, raised her legs and climbed up the stone steps and ran into the mountain gate.

While watching the direction of the two of them leaving, Xiao Xiu kept blowing his red palms, frowned with beautiful eyebrows, and wondered in his heart, how could this child be so weird?

Xiao Xiu shook his head, ignored it, and raised his legs and walked towards Qingyun Temple.

The green trees in Qingyun Temple are lush and winding paths are secluded. Looking at you, the temples are looming, with towers towering in the sea of ​​clouds, and the golden Buddha light above your head, with endless spiritual energy.

Although it was summer and the sun was so vicious, I still felt the cool breeze around me, and I had a beautiful and open-minded aura.

Xiao Xiu followed the incense guest flow into the mountain gate, and was lost in the road. She was secretly angry that Su Jinzhai didn't say anything about her affection, so she left her at the door and ignored her.

After walking for a while, she didn't know where she had reached, and there were no pilgrims. She only saw yellow walls and houses stacked like mazes. She smelled the scent of burning fragrance surrounding the tip of her nose, making her dizzy.

Turning over several eaves, he saw two little novice monks cleaning the fallen leaves in front of a hall from a distance. Xiao Xiu ran over quickly and waved to them. Before he could speak, he heard the sound of the two of them slightly frightened: "Have you heard that Licheng has been making a monster recently, and many couples have died for no reason, their blood is gone, and they die very miserable!"

Another man was so scared that his face was pale. He stopped the broom in his hand and patted his chest and said, "It's good that Master Jinzhai will come back. I think if he subdue the monster, no one will die."

The two nodded together, and the other little shaman suddenly approached the other person, and the two of them leaned their heads together. He lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the monster is a banshee, and he looks extremely charming..."

Xiao Xiu was so excited that he saw the two of them lowering their voices, and had to approach them. The two of them were talking so hard that they didn't see anyone behind them at all.

"Everyone says that the woman is extremely charming and specializing in flirting man sucking blood, and his wife doesn't let her go, and she just appears at night!"

Xiao Xiu's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she tilted her head behind them and looked at the two of them. She couldn't help but ask curiously: "Really?"

"Really true!"

The two nodded repeatedly, but in a flash, they reflected the voice of a woman flowing in their ears. Their face changed drastically. The two of them looked back with stiff bodies and saw a charming woman looking at them with their eyebrows and eyes. Her charming face was so beautiful that she was more charming than ordinary people. They scared them to jump up and shouted, "There are fairies!"

Xiao Xiu was also startled and quickly looked back. Seeing that his tail was not exposed, he was about to explain, but was slapped on the ground by the novice monk!

The little novice monk seemed to be frightened, and raised his broom and beat her body as if he was trying to make a living. Xiao Xiu lay on the ground and waved his arms to explain. Just as he raised his little face, another novice monk grabbed a handful of incense ash from somewhere and smeared it on Xiao Xiu's face, yelling, "It's right now, evil spirit!"

The Wanhu residence where the abbot Master Qingshan lives is deep, with flowers and trees, a clump of daylily, a few poles of bamboo, and several leaves of banana leaves. It seems that everything in the world is scattered, leaving only endless verdant and independent world.

The door of the Zen house was half-closed, and the window was opened. The breeze swept across the window with the fragrance of bamboo leaves. The whole Wankongju looked extremely ethereal and unparalleled. There were only the sound of the clear wood fish and clear rocks, and the lingering sounds of the scriptures seemed to dissipate the distracting thoughts in people's hearts.

Su Jinzhai knelt on the cushion in front of Qingshan, his eyes slightly and his hands folded, but his eyebrows were tightly frowned, as if locked with obsession and pain like a mountain.

After a long time, Qingshan stopped chanting scriptures, put down the wooden fish pounding in his hand, and sighed heavily: "Jinzhai, the evil spirit on your body is getting stronger and stronger after returning this time, and the hostility in your heart is getting heavier."

Su Jinzhai slowly opened his eyes and let out a gentle breath. The anger in his chest dissipated a little with Qingshan's scriptures chanting Buddha. He slowly stood up and bowed deeply to Qingshan before he held the golden bell in his sleeve to look at him.

Qingshan saw the clock and his eyes were slightly shocked, and a layer of worry suddenly appeared in his eyes. After a long time, he closed his eyes and sighed: "Good luck, this golden bell is my Buddhist treasure. It can suppress the demonic aura on your body, but now it has a crack, and I don't know the good or bad."

There was no too much expression on Su Jinzhai's face, and he lowered his eyebrows and said lightly: "It's a blessing or a disaster... it's also caused by man."

Qingshan was stunned, his eyes fell on his face with anxiety, and his tone was a little obscure: "That woman... can you find it?"

Su Jinzhai's expression finally paused, his eyes were a little more complicated, and he said, "I found it."

Qingshan sang the Buddha's name with his hands folded together, his eyes becoming more and more worried, and he sighed: "Jinzhai, don't force anything, don't develop obsession, everything will be assured as possible."

Su Jinzhai nodded and said, "Don't worry, master, you have your own sense of responsibility."

Qingshan nodded slightly, felt relieved slightly, and suddenly remembered something in his mind. He said to Su Jinzhai quite seriously: "Jinzhai, Taoist Master Fushan from Qingxuguan wrote a letter to me a month ago, saying that he was about to arrive next month, and the divination saw that the hexagram was dangerous and wanted to use Buddha bone relics to overcome the tribulation. The teacher has already agreed. I will leave this matter to you with Buddha bones and walk on the trip."

Su Jinzhai nodded and replied: "Yes."

At this moment, there was a clamor from the corridor outside the door. The sounds of men and women were stirred into a noisy ball, and it came from afar. Qingshan frowned slightly and heard someone sprinting towards him, shouting: "Master, Master, the Fairy, caught, caught."

Su Jinzhai raised his eyebrows in surprise, got up and walked to the door and pushed the door open. He saw two little novice monks carrying a woman with disheveled hair and a gray face stalked. The woman's hands and feet were tied together, and her body was still twisting stubbornly. Her hair showed a cat-like face. The familiar eyebrows and eyes made Su Jinzhai's eyelids tremble suddenly.

The two novice monks walked into the Zen room, threw Xiao Xiu on the ground, and patted their chests with some smugness and said, "Master, the blood-sucking fairy in Licheng was caught by my brothers."

Xiao Xiu raised a dirty little face from the ground and saw Su Jinzhai at the door at a glance. She flattened her mouth aggrievedly. Qiu Shuiying's big eyes immediately burst into fog. She burst into tears with a wow, her hands and feet were tied up by the two novice monks. She bent her body like a bug and crawled into Su Jinzhai's feet inch by inch, rubbing her head against his trouser legs, and she was about to cry: "Fa, Master, wuwu! They hit me! Wuwu! Before I could speak, they hit me!"

Xiao Xiu cried loudly, and he was extremely aggrieved: "I just want to ask for a way!"

Seeing this scene, the two novice monks suddenly looked proud on their faces and couldn't help but look at each other.

Su Jinzhai's eyelids were shaking violently. He looked at the dirt-faced little face under his feet and cried with tears in his eyes and nose, and finally couldn't help laughing.

The two little novice monks were confused, scratched their bare heads, and asked in confusion: "Uncle Master, isn't she a bloodsucking fairy?"

Xiao Xiu was so angry that he rubbed his temper, rubbed Su Jinzhai's legs with tears, and choked with a sob, saying, "You are the blood-sucking fairy, your whole family is a blood-sucking fairy!"

At night, Qingyun Temple returned to quietness, quiet and peaceful, with a hint of coolness. Xiao Xiu sat alone in the pavilion in the backyard. The anger on her face had not yet subsided, and she was covered with a layer of worry. She wrinkled her nose and sniffed it again, and her little face collapsed, lowered her head, feeling like she was crying without tears.

It was all because the novice monk was too hard to attack. The incense ash pounced into her nose and injured her nose, which made her unable to smell any smell now.

Su Jinzhai walked slowly from the depths of the grass and trees, stood beside her with his hands behind her back, glanced at her side face, and his voice was faint: "Can't you still not smell it?"

Xiao Xiu raised his eyes and looked at his expressionless face. After holding it in for a long time, he stopped talking. Finally, his face turned red after holding it in. Then she said timidly: "Master, if my nose fails, I can't smell the evil spirit. Do you still want me?"
Chapter completed!