: 009: Set up a bureau

009
From the original owner's memory, Hua Xiyue has heard of the dementors. There are not many air-powered technicians, and there are fewer soul-goers. It is said that there are only three soul-soulers in Tianyuan.
Even if they are single-handed, they can make tens of millions of good horses instantly succumb to death! With a single finger, you can make a million special training soldiers stunned and flee!
Therefore, countless people who want to threaten them to surrender the Dementors Collection are dead and have no corpse, and there is no return. Over time, no one dares to hit their minds.
Since then, the three dementors have lived in the mountains, and the family is thriving. There are countless treasures, but no one dares to move them.
And the mysterious man in front of him, will actually be the dementor?
Hua Xiyue is deeply surprised. If this man is really so powerful, why should he pass it on to her?
What is his purpose, and who is he?
Hua Xiyue is full of confusion about the green jade gourd. However, the "Master" obviously does not want her to know more. At this time, the big hand waved. "Go back, come here every night, Master teaches you to practice."
A strong wind hit, Huasu month only felt that the scenery around him changed into a carriage, and worried about the green heart and the water.
"Miss, miss? Go back to God!"
Greenheart shook her body anxiously, and the flowers and plants blinked and blinked, slowly sitting up and looking around, or just the carriage, there was no wasteland.
"What's wrong with me?"
"How do I know? Miss, you just opened your eyes suddenly, motionless, scared us, Miss... Are you knocking your head, do you want to ask a doctor to see?"
Green Heart reached out and touched the forehead of the flower-harvesting month. The temperature was normal, and it was impossible to look up and down the flowers and habitats.
"I...nothing." Huasu replied thoughtfully, it seems that the thing just happened is true.
Huasu is not very happy, and it is not a good thing for the person to help her.
Such a powerful person, but to teach her gas and soul, probably ... is to get rid of the jade gourd? Huashang was just a business woman before the moon. She never touched the gas engineer. She turned around the restaurant every day. Now she suddenly faced her with such things. If it was not the memory of the original owner, she would have collapsed.
At the moment, the most important thing is to bring the son out of the hellish place of Zhou.
The green heart and the secluded water see the dignified expression of the flower and the moon, and they dare not bother her again. They secretly glanced at it and wondered if they should really ask a doctor to see the sick.
However, it is also very good to be sick. If it is not as smart and careful as Huayu, it will not wash the sewage. It will be arbitrarily filthy and light, and it will definitely be replaced by the former Missy.
Two days later, I arrived outside the capital gate, and Greenheart let the driver turn to Rongfu Temple, because Huasuyue had promised to see Master Xuanji.
Rongfu Temple has a great reputation because of a mysterious master. A small temple is very lively and the pilgrims are endless.
In just one month, Rongfu Temple can be almost the same as the famous Hanyue Temple.
Rongfu Temple is located under the Baili Mountain outside the capital city. Here, the Qingshi Pao Road, the front of the temple, the green water, the willows, the male and female pilgrims continue to enter and exit.
The Rongfu Temple of the Red Wall Qingwa is just a small temple. Nowadays, the crowds are more crowded, and the flowers and the moon are good and noble. Even if she is unbearable in the Beijing-China rumors, there are still young monks who lead her from the back door. See mystery master.
Seeing the master of Xuanji, it takes ten or two silvers, which is very expensive for ordinary ordinary people.
Therefore, most pilgrims crowded in the back door, only to see the side of the mystery.
Huasuyue and the secluded water walked into the back hall together, but before seeing the otter of the Tsing Yi monk standing in the back hall, the soft wind rolled up his blue cloak and stood fresh.
"Master Xuanji, Miss Huafu asked for advice."
Hua Xiyue handed over the twelve silver to the little monk's hand, and then returned to it. The mysterious machine has already returned to the head. Although he has shaved the blue silk, his eyebrows are cold, the facial features are cold, the outline is deep, and the outline is handsome. .
Huashang Moon has awkwardly. I didn’t expect this mysterious master to be so young. She thought that this kind of person must be an old monk who is over half a hundred years old, and would have the idea of ​​tricking the pilgrim.
"Lishui, you should step back, I have something to talk to Master Xuanji."
Huasu month has come back to the gods, a smile, the quiet water has shook his head, the lonely man and the widow are in the same room, and I am afraid that there will be a reputation for humiliating the young lady.
Huasuyue had to let the water station stand farther away, and talked with the mysterious master for a little while, and the two men smiled and went to the back door.
The water was so surprised that she couldn’t hear any words that Miss and Xuanji master said. Now Xuanji actually sent the lady out personally. This is a miracle!
Because this master of mystery, even for the money to give people fortune telling, but generally not humble, never sent a female pilgrim to leave.
Master Xuanji sent flowers to the back door, and immediately attracted the pilgrims waiting at the back door for a while, screaming, squeezing to get in with the mysterious machine.
Unfortunately, it was blocked by dozens of strong monks.
"Miss Miss, please go slowly, please remember, you must lead a boy born in February as a adopted child, in order to solve your disaster, turn righteousness, marry a good Lang Jun!"
The sound of mystery is not too big, but it has been heard by many pilgrims.
"Thank you, Master Xuanji, remember the little girl."
Huasu Yuefu was blessed and left with a fascinating secluded water. The pilgrims pointed at her, and it was rare to see the famous scrap material Miss Hua, but I only thought that the flowers and plants were beautiful and calm. It doesn't look like a weak waste.