During the period when Yuanjing spread Buddhism, the number of believers who believed in Buddhism increased dramatically.

Le Nian has always admired this law enforcement elder very much. He remembered that when he first saw Yuan Jing in the scriptures, he was very regretful.

But it turns out...

The truth of the matter is so unbearable.

The once famous law enforcement elder was unable to transcend the pain of love.

What should I do with the senior brother?

The senior brother must overcome the love disaster, but if the senior brother really gets in love, will he lose his Buddhist path like the law enforcement elder?

The little monk was in a mess.

"Let's have some tea."

Heng Yu touched Nian's bald head.

The feel is really good.

But she still feels that bald head feels better :)

Hearing Heng Yu's words, Le Nian came back to his senses.

He lowered his eyes and quickly picked up the teacup to drink tea. He didn't notice Heng Yu touching his head for a while.

After realizing the tea, I pushed the tea cup in front of Heng Yu.

Seeing his subconscious action, Yuan Jing frowned.

Heng Yu held the tea and said to Yuanjing: "Senior, let's talk about some serious matters now."

"What do you want to talk about?"

Heng Yu said calmly: "Recently, a witch who practices the technique of collecting yang and replenishing yin appeared in Pingcheng. It seems to be related to Hehuan Sect. Do you know your seniors know her?"

Yuanjing closed her eyes and didn't speak.

But his reaction is enough to explain a lot.

Heng Yu continued: "Two days ago, a Taoist Xiu whom I knew was collected and replenished with yin."

Yuanjing opened her eyes suddenly.

His hand holding the teacup became hard and he made a sound without hesitation.

"So that's it. Is this why fellow Taoist has been angering me? I'm curious how fellow Taoist guessed my identity with her."

"Sachet." Heng Yu took out the sachet sewn from the corner of the monk's robe from the storage ring.

Seeing this sachet, Yuanjing smiled bitterly: "I understand, I want to meet that Taoist cultivator."

Heng Yu and Yu looked at each other.

I realized it and made a decision: "Yes, please come with us."

Before the poured tea was finished, the few people got up again and left the restaurant.

It was still drizzling outside.

Heng Yu opened the oil-paper umbrella, slowly walked into the rain curtain, and led the way ahead.

Under the plain oil paper umbrella, her black long skirt was blown by the wind and lifted up a corner of the skirt.

After walking about a few hundred meters, I walked to the front of the Leju Tower.

Going straight to the Tianzi Room, Heng Yu raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Waiting for a while, Xiaoyaozi's second disciple came to open the door. When he saw Heng Yu and his group, he was slightly stunned: "I don't know that fellow Daoist Luo--"

"I'm upset, we want to come and see what Fellow Daoist Zhou is doing."

"Senior brother, he is still in a coma." The second apprentice said as he stepped back a few steps, asking Heng Yu and the others to come in first.

When he walked into the wing room, Heng Yu found that Daozhuo and Mu Huan were also there.

She nodded to them and made a call for help: "Senior."

Yuanjing walked to the bed in silence—

Dao Xiu, who was lying on the outside of the bed, was young and handsome. His face was pale at this time and his spiritual roots were damaged. It was obvious that he had just been raising Yang to replenish Yin.

Dao Xiu was also stained with a faint aura of a demon girl, which was definitely not unfamiliar to Yuan Jing.

It is precisely because he is not unfamiliar with that that he feels a dull heartache, as if he has been cut by a knife.

His reaction made Daozhuo and Mu Huan feel strange.

The two seemed to realize something, and Dao Zhuo spoke up and said, "I have been pursuing the demon girl for more than two months. Three months ago, the demon girl brought my three junior brothers within the sphere of influence of the Dao Sect..."

Yuanjing only has one face still looks like a young man, but he is actually already in twilight.

Hearing Dao Zhuo's words, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. At this moment, even his face seemed to have grown more than ten times older: "I know... I know all..."

After saying this, he remained silent.

"Senior." Dao Zhuo stepped forward and wanted to ask carefully.

Heng Yu raised his hand to stop him and shook his head silently.

Daozhuo was puzzled, but the man was brought by Heng Yu. Daozhuo thought Heng Yu had to shake his head at this time, so he retreated silently.

"I have seen it. Do you want to follow us back to our residence?" Heng Yu turned his head and asked Yuanjing.

Yuanjing nodded without saying a word.

-

After returning to the restaurant where they lived, Hengyu recruited a waiter and booked a new wing room for Yuanjing.

Pingcheng has a small population. Apart from the three Tianzi Rooms that Hengyu and the others live in, there is still one Tianzi Room left, which just allows Yuanjing to live in.

The group went upstairs and walked to the front door of the wing room. Yuanjing walked into the inside without saying a word.

Heng Yu and Yu looked at each other.

Heng Yu said: "Let's go back and rest first, this matter is not urgent."

Although Heng Yu didn't know the specific situation, judging from the information she had, the story between Yuanjing, the holy monk and the unknown witch may not be smooth.

If you say it in person, it may be that you just cut a knife in your heart, and Yuanjing will not be happy to speak Hengyu can understand it.

So she is not in a hurry.

"It's really impossible to hurry." Yu Wu nodded.

When you walk in, the first thing you pass by is the wing room where you realize it.

He pushed the door and walked into the wing room. When he turned around and closed the door, he found Heng Yu was still standing outside the door.

"What's wrong?"

"When I was downstairs before, my senior brother said that if I wanted, you could try sewing sachets for me. Can you still count this sentence?"

Dawu was stunned: "Isn't this what Luo Master asked me to cooperate with your words and actions?"

Heng Yu said sincerely: "But I really want you to sew sachets for me."

I realized that the corners of my lips were pursed.

He thought for a while and said, "Let me do this, I bet with the Lord of Luo again. If I lose, I will sew sachets for the Lord of Luo. If the Lord of Luo loses, I will ask the Lord of Luo to make a vegetarian dish for me."

Heng Yu snapped his fingers: "This proposal is quite reasonable, but what are we going to bet on?"

"In two days, if you can let Yuanjing speak out about the past, even if you win; otherwise, even if you lose, what do you think?"

Heng Yu turned around and looked at Yuanjing's closed door: "It's a certain difficulty, but you can try it. I'll take this bet."

She turned her head and looked at her enlightenment with anticipation: "Can the sachet be sewn with a corner of the monk's robes?"

I realized that I pursed my lips, and the corners of my lips were slightly curled up: "No."

"Then I lost this bet."

"Lord Lord can not bet."

Heng Yu spread his hands: "Okay, that's it, I won't be able to make a big splash."

Anyway, she has teased her enough today, so she can stop for the time being :)

People must learn to be content.

-

After returning to the wing room, Heng Yu continued to practice calligraphy.

After practicing the word, Heng Yu listened and found that he did not hear the dripping raindrops again.

She walked to the window and pushed open it with both hands.

After the rain, the sky was as clear as water, and the air became much fresher.

Heng Yu stretched out and walked back to the table to draw the Q-version comic of the little monk Yiwu.
To be continued...