After leaving Juju and Lenin, the people who gathered in front of Li's mansion because of them also slowly dispersed.

Not long after, the silence here returned to the place. In front of the Li Mansion, which was full of white banners, there was the low whimpering sound of the scholar's wife in front of the gate of Li's mansion.

The rain wet her clothes, and her face turned pale than the white mourning clothes she had on her body, as if she could cry and couldn't breathe at any time.

The sound of footsteps gradually sounded, approaching, and finally stopped in front of her.

A slender and fair hand held an oil-paper umbrella and supported the umbrella on top of her head to block the increasingly heavy rain for her.

"Don't you go in?" Heng Yu asked softly.

She just disappeared, but was actually exploring the situation around her, but nothing was found.

The evil demon is the common enemy of both good and evil in the cultivation world. She has been in this world for several months. This is the first time she has encountered an evil demon, so she naturally plans to conduct in-depth investigations.

The woman raised a simple face and was gentle all over her body. Even if she was haggard, she could not hide her beauty.

She has no spiritual power on her body, she is an ordinary mortal.

"Thank you, this girl, but I want to give my husband a little more here."

Heng Yu's eyes fell on the closed coffin.

——She could feel a faint black mist filled the coffin.

That black fog is the aura of evil spirits.

It was floating and shouting, as if it wanted to amplify the most sincere obsessions and desires in people's hearts.

Heng Yu's expression was calm and he was not affected at all.

Suddenly, her expression slightly condensed: "Is the coffin empty?"

"Yes, it's just that my husband has lie in it. The master said that there is no need to disturb the dead souls on rainy days. Just move this coffin out of the mansion and recite the mantra of rebirth and reliance."

Heng Yu nodded. She saw that the woman was planning to continue kneeling in the rain, and she didn't want to disturb her husband's last journey.

Just as she turned around and was about to leave, Hengyu noticed that there was a young man standing at the entrance of the alley at some point. His eyes fell on the woman, looking sad.

Suddenly, he noticed Heng Yu staring at him, his face changed slightly, pretending to be passing here inadvertently, and left in the rain.

Heng Yu stared at the empty alley and gradually fell into deep thought.

That man seemed to know Mrs. Li?

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After leaving the alley where Li's Mansion is located, you will walk a few more steps to a set up noodle stall.

On rainy days, there was no one in the noodle stall, only the old couple, the owner, were busy.

Heng Yu walked into the noodle stall and shook his body when he put away the oil paper umbrella, shaking off all the rainwater on it.

"What is this fairy going to come?" The old woman with gray hair asked with a smile while leading Heng Yu to the driest table.

Heng Yu said casually: "Come on the bowl of wontons, and add some more noodles."

"Okay, Fairy, don't look at our small stall, but wonton noodles are awesome. Many monks often come to our stall to eat."

After a few words of hello, the old woman went to help the old man make wonton noodles.

The two of them were moving quickly, and soon Hengyu smelled a faint fragrance.

The noodles were sent to Hengyu, and she pulled out a pair of clean chopsticks. In front of the food, Hengyu was not in a hurry to investigate the situation.

It was not until he was half full that Heng Yu put down his chopsticks and looked at the old couple who were still busy: "When I just came here, I saw a lot of people gathered in the alley next door, and I faintly heard a woman crying softly. What happened?"

When talking about this gossip, the old woman became a little energetic.

At this time, there were no other guests at the noodle stall. The old woman wiped her hands: "The place the fairy mentioned should be the Li Mansion. The scholar of the Li Mansion was killed by an evil demon last night. His wife had just entered the door less than a year. The two of them had a certain relationship, but they didn't expect that this kind of disaster would happen now."

The old man pushed a match into the stove and muttered, "The relationship is certain? Don't forget the boy from the Zhao family..."

As he was talking, the old man consciously said the wrong thing and quickly shut up.

The Zhao boy?

Heng Yu suddenly thought of the young man who had just appeared at the entrance of the alley.

"Is there anything hidden?"

Seeing that the couple didn't answer this, Heng Yu originally wanted to take out the spirit stone, but suddenly, she changed her mind.

Heng Yu coughed lightly: "You two don't know. I came to inquire about the situation this time, but it is actually related to the master of Wuding Sect. You also know that when things involve evil demons, people from Buddhism must not sit idly by. Although I am not a Buddhist, I have an old friend with that master, so I was entrusted by him to come and inquire about the situation."

In this place with a strong atmosphere of Buddhist belief, sometimes the banner of Wuding Sect is more useful than spirit stones.

When the old couple heard this, their expressions suddenly relaxed.

The old man was about to tell the story, his eyes swept outside and said happily: "This little master, please go inside. I wonder what the little master wants to eat?"

Heng Yu looked out with the old man's eyes and found that standing outside the noodle stall was a little monk in a blue shirt.

The little monk was wet in the rain, his whole body was half wet, and a lot of rain slid down the outline of his face. But his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to feel uncomfortable being wet by the rain.

When Heng Yu looked over, the little monk quietly glared at her hard.

Heng Yu is inexplicably confused.

Looking at the two old couples, the young monk clasped his hands together: "The two donors, the little monk's name was recited. He came over to ask about the situation of the Li family by his senior brother."

"This--" the old man looked at Nian, then looked at Heng Yu, a little confused.

The young disciples of Wuding Sect are all in the generation of "Le".

Judging from the age of this little monk Nian, he must be the enlightened junior brother.

Heng Yu was slandered by herself. She smiled and was very familiar: "Lennian, you are here too. Come in and sit in to block the rain. Follow Senior Brother Liaowu and recite the sutra of rebirth all morning. You must be hungry. Please give him a bowl of noodles."

As he said that, Heng Yu walked to Nian and reached out to pull him inside.

One hand was pressed on Nian's shoulder, and his spiritual power surged, forcibly pressing the stunned little monk onto the stool.

"This donor—" Le Nian frowned.

Hengyu sent a voice transmission: "You and I have the same purpose. I am just acting under the name of Wuding Sect. Don't worry."

Lean: "..."

At this moment, the old woman brought the good noodles to Nian, and she stood beside them, introducing the situation of the Li family.

The man killed by the demon is named Li Jia, a young scholar. His ancestors had a foundation-building monk, so he could own a large mansion in this small town.

With some resources left by his ancestors, Li Jia has cultivated to the third level of Qi Refining and is often kind to others.

People like him who don’t have any good qualifications are actually just a little more powerful mortal, so Li Jia spent most of his energy on studying. When he reached the age of marriage, he fell in love with Man Xueer, a poor family in the north of the city.

Man Xueer's family is poor, but she has a good appearance and a gentle temperament that is like a lady from a family. Her neighbors often lament that she had been born in the wrong child.

Her family prefers boys over girls, and two brothers are already at the age of getting married, but the family can only barely make a fuss. In order to raise money for the two brothers to get married, when Li Jia came to propose marriage, Man's parents directly settled on the marriage between Man Xueer and Li Jia after they asked for a high bride price.

"It's a sin." The old man couldn't help but sigh, "We both grew up watching Man Xueer and the Zhao family boy. These two children are very compatible from their appearance to their personalities. Who knew that this would happen?"

Having been engaged to get married, Man Xueer could only marry into the Li Mansion with tears in her eyes.

Fortunately, Li Jia is good to Man Xueer, but Zhao Fan has never forgotten Man Xueer. Apart from going up the mountain to hunt and make money, he just wanders around Li's mansion.

"Actually..." The old man hesitated. He glanced at the little monk Nian, "Everyone thinks that Zhao Fan was too obsessed with it and was occupied by evil demons, so this kind of disaster happened."

When talking about the evil demon, Le Nian's expression immediately became serious: "The little monk already knows this, thank you for the two donors."

He took out a few copper plates from his sleeves, put them on the table, got up and left the noodle stall.

Heng Yu took out a low-grade spirit stone with his hand. After paying the bill, she held the long sword and oil paper umbrella beside her and walked out of the stall in the rain.

When Ye Nian heard the movement behind her, she looked back at her with a little confused expression: "Why did this donor follow the little monk?"

Heng Yu smiled: "I heard that Wuding Sect has special experience in dealing with evil demons. I want to follow you to witness it."

Lennian nodded and continued to move forward.

But as he walked, he realized it and asked, "Are we familiar with this donor?"

Why is she so familiar?

Heng Yu held something in her left hand, and she stood in front of her right hand, learning the movements of Buddhism and bowed: "I'm not familiar with it, but little monk, you and I have a fate. For the sake of our fate, this small requirement should not be anything."

Le Nian glared at her quietly again.

He didn't believe that the two were destined to be together.

But he could not argue with Heng Yu, so he simply let go and continued to move forward.

"Don't you believe you and I have a fate?" Heng Yu simply walked to him. He accelerated his pace and followed her as he followed her. When his pace slowed down, she also slowed down. "Okay, I have a fate with you Buddha. This time it must be true, I won't lie to you."

"The Buddha has countless believers. If everyone says he is destined to be with him, how can the Buddha be busy?" said Li Nianbian.

Since he saw this witch, this witch has been talking nonsense, and he doesn't believe her.

"Amitabha."

A cold and distant voice sounded not far away.

Standing in the cold rain, those gentle eyes fell on Heng Yu and Ye Nian: "She has never lie to you, this donor is indeed destined to be with me Buddha."
To be continued...