Chapter 65: Little Monk at Zhengjue Temple

　　The hands deep from the mound were covered with blood and dirt, and there were a few large lumps on the bald head.
　　 "The donor, the little monk really has no Yijing." The muttering voice came from the mound.
　　 Wang Sheng's eyes are strange, this is a monk, he temporarily loosened Nie Xiaoqian, picked up the dead middle-aged man's knife to dig out the mound, a figure appeared slowly, and the yellow monk's clothes were stained with dirt and blood.
　　 "The little monk really has no Yi Jin Jing." Seemingly seeing the light, he slowly raised his head.
　　 is Wang Sheng, who is also wearing a bald head. The monk blinked in disbelief, two lines of tears suddenly burst out of his eyes, but he opened his mouth and suddenly choked with speech.
　　Wang Sheng set aside the remaining soil layers, and the monk's body was completely exposed. When the monk was still choking, he coughed, "Dare to ask the brother, where did it happen."
"Little, little monk, little monk is not a brother." The monk tried hard to restrain the tears and wiped his face with both hands. "The little monk Zhengjue Temple Zhishan has seen the brother. Thank you brother for his life-saving grace." Tears on the face.
　　 Zhengjue Temple! Wang Sheng froze. He looked down at the monk. His body was short and his voice was immature. The monk's clothes on his body were a little big. At this time, although his face turned into a flower face because of tears, he could still see the greenness on it.
　　 "The Zhengjue Temple you are talking about is the Zhengjue Temple where the ancestors of the four ancestors are located." Wang Sheng felt a little weird.
　　 The monk was surprised for a moment. He looked up at Wang Sheng, "Brother knows that we are Zhengjue Temple." Then he choked with sobs: "Brother is right, it was Zhengjue Temple that Daoxin Patriarch created."
　　 is actually Zhengjue Temple, created by Master Daoxin, which is too coincidental.
　　While knowing that this is Zhengjue Temple in another time and space, it has nothing to do with the journey to the west, but Wang Sheng still feels a little strange.
"Master, brother, what's the bad guy." The monk remembered the man who threatened himself and threatened to hand over Yi Jin Jing, and then he didn't wait for an answer. He saw a middle-aged man who was cut into two pieces on one side, and he opened his mouth wide. , Stuttering: "Master, Brother, did you kill him?" His eyes suddenly looked back at Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng now sees that this is just a young monk who has not been involved in the world. He shook his head and stood up. "No." He was calmed down by the strange feeling of the other party who was also Zhengjue Temple. Wang Sheng calmed down. He looked around and didn't move around. People, this area is still in the wild.
　　 He frowned slightly, "Brother, are you alone? Why did the man catch you before?"
　　The young monk has not eased from the images of the cruel corpses, and the middle-aged man who instinctively felt Wang Sheng killed a little fear in his heart.
　　 "Little, the little monk and the master and brothers were scattered because of the attack. The little monk was caught by the man who wanted the Yi Jin Jing, but I, I didn't have the Yi Jin Jing at all." Saying that the young monk had a choking tendency.
　　 is really alone, and this wild country.
　　 "A younger brother can have a place."
　　 The young monk hesitated and said: "Maybe Master they will come to find the young monk. If the brothers are in a hurry, they don't have to worry about the young monk. The young monk can be alone."
　　Wang Sheng really didn't want to take the young monk on the road. He didn't have much time left. Even when Shaolin found the black mountain demon, he didn't know how to rescue the grandmother Huai Shu from his hands. Now he just took one step at a time.
　　 But the little monk was left alone in the wilderness, especially the crimson pliers that just saw the middle-aged man killed. There was no trace of it. This place seems very dangerous.
　　 And his master and brother were also attacked, and they did not necessarily survive.
After thinking for a while, he looked at the young monk, "There is an official way three hundred miles away, where can I send you, your master they may be there." After all, under the name Zhengjue Temple, it still feels different. If there is no way to take this little monk along the way.
"Thank you, Brother." The young monk didn't feel much grateful and excited. He glanced at the two-body corpse, and said with a little fear: "But Master, if they come back and can't find the monk, they will be anxious. of."
　　 It seems that because of the corpse, he was wary of Wang Sheng, a Buddhist disciple.
　　 Wang Sheng felt a little helpless.
　　 At this time, Yu Guang suddenly saw Nie Xiaoqian staring at the little monk strangely, and seemed to find something different. Seeing his attention, Nie Xiaoqian smiled at him and said nothing.
　　 Wang Sheng frowned and released his consciousness, scanning the young monk from top to bottom, but still couldn't see the slightest problem.
　　 "You really have to wait for your master here." He asked.
　　 The little monk nodded hesitantly.
　　Wang Sheng shook his head, others refused blindly, he could not force to take the young monk.
　　 At this moment, the little monk suddenly shook his head hard, blinking like he was going to fall asleep, and then his feet fell softly to the ground.
　　 Wang Sheng stretched out his hand and found that the young monk's face was pale, his eyes closed and he was comatose.
　　 "He was terrified, and now the fatigue of slightly relaxing his body makes it difficult for him to resist." Nie Xiaoqian whispered.
　　Wang Sheng didn't reply, he lifted the young monk. Now it seems that he must take the young monk.
　　 He turned around and looked at Nie Xiaoqian~EbookFREE.me~Nie Xiaoqian sighed slightly and consciously stepped forward.
　　 holding the young monk in his arms, carrying Nie Xiaoqian in one hand, the Shenzutong operation disappeared in place.
　　 With two of them, he obviously felt a lot of effort. It takes more energy to maintain the original speed of running the Shenzutong, but in order to save time, he still has no plans to reduce the speed.
　　 And he was scanning the whole body of the young monk with his consciousness at the same time. He didn’t forget Nie Xiaoqian’s eccentric expression before, but after several scans, he could hardly see any problem with the young monk.
　　Did he really think about it? He took the young monk apart from being a disciple of Zhengjue Temple, but also wanted to see what secrets this young monk had.
　　 He looked at Nie Xiaoqian, and found that Nie Xiaoqian seemed to be used to being carried by him like this, closing his eyes and calming.
　　After several hours passed, Wang Sheng suddenly stopped, a pergola appeared not far in front of him, a few horses stopped beside the pergola, and several figures under the pergola were drinking tea.
　　 Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes, it seemed that the official approach was coming, and there were more pedestrians. This place no longer belongs to the wild.
　　 "How about stopping for a while, just to get some news." Nie Xiaoqian opened her eyes and said suddenly.
　　 didn't wait for him to answer, there was a full voice from the distant pergola.
　　 "Master who dare to ask where, it is better to rest here."
　　Wang Sheng looked at it, speaking to a brother Jinyi, holding a folding fan in his hand, and then stood up and arched his hands towards him.
Wang Sheng loosened Nie Xiaoqian's collar and folded his hands together in a loud voice: "The donor has more gifts." He said that he and Nie Xiaoqian went to the pergola together~EbookFREE.me~Welcome the majority of book friends to read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works All at ~EbookFREE.me~ Please read it for mobile phone users.