When Mr. Huijiji returned to the yard where he was temporarily living, Mr. Huikong saw that Mr. Huijijijijijijijiji looked tired and asked quickly: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

"fine."

"What did League Master Zhao asks you for?" asked Monk Huikong.

The little monk Huiji shook his head, "It's okay."

"Senior brother, you guys go first this time. Junior brother has something to do. I want to beg for alms all the way to Songshan to attend the martial arts conference." said the little monk Huiji.

"Do you want to experience it?" said Mr. Huikong: "You are still young and must not resist those desires. You are very smart, but your senior brother does not want your Buddha heart to be contaminated by dirt."

"Once you are covered with dust, you will never be able to clear it up again." Mr. Huikong did not agree, "If you don't go back with me, the abbot will definitely punish me."

"Senior brother, I will definitely not be able to do anything. At most, I will return to Wuyou Temple in half a year."

"You all go first, I'm afraid something big will happen."

"I will apologize to the master at that time." The young monk Huiji took out the paper and wrote a full piece of Buddhist scriptures on it, "Please give this to the master."

"Huiji, you are the hope for our Wuyou Temple to flourish for a hundred years. Don't ruin your future."

The little monk Huiji said, "Don't worry, my junior brother will take good care of himself."

"Oh..." Monk Huikong sighed, Amitabha said, with a look of sorrow, obviously full of worry about Monk Huiji's entry into the world.

However, under the urging of the monk Huiji Xiao, Monk Huikong and the monks left Zhaojia Castle.

Ning Shu was chewing on the fruit and strolling in Zhaojia Fort, and saw that the monk Huiji had sent away all the monks from Wuyou Temple.

Ning Shu walked over locally, "Why don't you go with them? There is no adult around you. A child like you with beautiful eyes is prone to abducted and trafficked."

"Amitabha." The little monk Huiji performed the Buddha's ritual seriously, "Donor, I feel that you are full of malice towards the little monk."

Ning Shu spread his hands, "Do I have one, don't?"

"No matter how much ugliness there is in the world, there are still many beautiful things." Mr. Huiji looked at Ning Shu.

Ning Shu nodded repeatedly, "I agree with this."

"Little monk, your senior brothers are gone anyway. I'll treat you to dinner and make a fuss together." Ning Shu still kept the fruit core far away.

"Who, who threw it away, who is so immoral..." a angry voice.

"Amitabha, thank you for the donor. The monk is a little tired and wants to rest." The little monk Huiji refused Ning Shu's invitation with malicious intentions.

Ning Shu stretched out her fingers. She was a little perverted. What happened when she saw beautiful and cute things.

Forget it, I won’t tease this little monk anymore.

Maybe this little monk can become a generation of monks in the future and relieve the confusion and helplessness in his heart.

Mei Wuchao Ning Shu asked, "Miss, do you like that monk?"

Ning Shu:...

Mei Wu has a very strong taste.

"No, I don't like it." Ning Shu shook his head, each with his own beliefs, and he couldn't talk about each other.

Besides, there are so many worlds that she is a hundred years old, so how could she like a little brat?

As soon as the mission is completed, he will leave the world, and Ning Shu does not intend to establish any feelings.

Mei Wu didn't speak and followed Ning Shu.

In the evening, Ning Shu put on his night clothes and lurked into Zhao Bo's study. He turned the vase on the Bo ancient shelf and touched the mechanism. A hidden weapon flew towards Ning Shu.

Ning Shu rolled around the ground and avoided the mechanism and grabbed the book in the secret compartment.

"There are thieves and assassins." Ning Shu escaped from the study, and the entire Zhaojia Fort was boiling and came to Ning Shu one after another.

Ning Shu climbed over the wall and escaped from Zhaojia Fort and ran towards the sect stationed outside Zhaojia Fort.

Many people noticed the situation in Zhaojiabao and looked at Zhaojiabao one after another.

In my heart, I guessed what happened to Zhaojiabao, so many people went to the secret "Guiyuan Shenggong".

Ning Shu reused the same trick and threw the secrets into these sects.

Then he took off the night walker and pretended to be chasing an assassin.

Ning Shu met Zhao Bo, "Uncle, someone is causing trouble again. I saw the black shadow just now, but it ended up losing it."

"These demon clans are really unwilling to give up." Zhao Bo glanced at Ning Shu, his expression changing unpredictably under the illumination of torches.

"Men from the Demon Cult?" Ning Shu asked in surprise.

"It should be someone from the Demon Cult."

"Don't they give up on the secret book?" Ning Shu thought for a while, "Uncle, you go and see if you have lost the thing."

"It doesn't matter if you lose it, it's fake anyway."

Ning Shu:...

Nowadays, I have started to like to fake things, and there is no trust between people.

"It's good that it's fake, let these people from the Demon Cult steal chickens and lose some rice."

"But uncle, I don't think it must be done by the Demon Sect. There is another thing that someone knows the secret, that is, the little monk Huiji, and maybe it was the little monk Huijiji who stole the things."

Ning Shu said thiefly.

"Donor." The voice of the monk Huijiji Xiaoji sounded faintly. Ning Shu turned his head and saw, "You are there, it's a little dark, I didn't see you."

"Yi'er, except for Master Huiji, you know and I know this. Did you do this?" Zhao Bo said what he said in his heart.

"If Yi'er wants to practice, I don't agree. It's just that the truth is not clear now. You must first know whether this secret book is true or not."

Ning Shu's expression was speechless, "Am I stupid or I eaten too much? Fortunately, I stole the things back from the Demon Cult, and now I want to steal them away. I know that my uncle in cultivation will definitely let me practice. Why do I do such a pleasing thing?"

"Yi'er, I'm willing to believe you. Zhaojiazhuang will be handed over to you in the future."

"Thank you uncle." Ning Shu said obediently.

After a while, Zhaojiabao became quiet, and outside Zhaojiabao became boiling.

The reason is that when a person peed, he found that he stepped on something under his feet, and then put it in his arms and returned to the tent to take a look.

Damn, it's a secret to magical skills.

My heart was beating around, afraid that others would find out, so I hid it.

When you get something valuable, people will be nervous and disbelief.

However, it was discovered by others, and in order to compete for secrets, he took the initiative to kill the person.

Regardless of whether the secret book is true or not, I will kill the person and take it away.

Anyway, this secret book is like an introduction, which makes these people stationed outside Zhaojiabao commit suicide.

Faced with such temptation, not everyone insists on it.

A few days later, Ning Shu heard that several people had died. Now the secret book was unknown. It is said that a disciple of Wuji Sect stolen it.

Now all sects are looking for this disciple who steals secret books.
Chapter completed!