Huo Yunqiu's words "I haven't seen you for a thousand years" made Huicheng's eyes melt away quickly, causing a bit of confusion and uneasiness in the depths of his eyes.
In other words, the moment he saw Mr. Huo, his heart was in a turbulent shock from the waves.
Huicheng frowned slightly, then let go, the color of a little cinnabar mole on the center of his eyebrows became more and more gorgeous.
He put his hands together, his face was expressionless, and he said in a smart and emotionless voice: "Master Huo Shi, Xiao Monk is all right."
Huicheng received a call from Erye Huo this morning, knowing that Huo Yunqiu was going to suppress the power of body leakage with "Tian Luo Xuan Bao Jing".
If not, he would not have had the chance to have such a close contact with this gentle and elegant grandson of the Huo family.
Seeing Huicheng's indifferent and aloof demeanor, Huo Yunqiao knew that he had not regained his previous memory.
However—he took the first two steps, a strange light flowed in Han Che's dark and bottomless eyes, and a fierce aura spread around his body, giving people an infinite sense of oppression.
He stared at the monk in front of him with deep eyes, and his voice was hoarse with an inexplicable temptation: "Do you know my identity?"
Huicheng's body trembled slightly, and he was drowned by the overwhelming **** and **** death atmosphere, and even his breathing began to become difficult.
His eyes drooped quickly, hiding the fear overflowing in his eyes, and he tried his best to keep his voice steady and replied: "If the little monk guessed right, your lord is from Fengdu."
Huo Yunjiao sneered, his voice low and evil: "Why do you see it?"
Huicheng answered truthfully: "Few people know the origin of the "Tianluo Xuanbaojing", but the little monk knows that only the gods of Fengdu can use the "Tianluo Xuanbaojing", which can suppress the rich, cruel, evil and dark spirits carried by the Fengdu gods themselves. Breathe in the breath of death."
The other party's attitude of answering all questions made Huo Yunqiao's displeasure dissipated in his heart.
He took two steps back and looked at Xiang Huicheng with a smile that was not a smile.
"Master Huicheng, do you know what it means for monks not to slander?"
Huicheng, whose eyes were slightly drooping, heard the words, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her indifferent expression changed slightly.
It's just that his head hangs down so that people can't see the expression on his face.
Even so, Huo Yunqiao probably guessed how panicked he looked at this time.
When the other party was uneasy, he spoke again, only this time with a strong warning.
"Qin Ruan has been in contact with you a few times, and we are well aware of some things. I don't care how much your memory recovers. In the future, I ask Master Huicheng not to intervene in matters related to A Ruan."
Huo Yunqiao guessed that the other party's guess should come from Qin Ruan, except for the introduction of "Tianluo Xuanbaojing", when the other party did not restore his memory.
The guy in front of him is very smart, smart and cunning.
Huicheng took advantage of the situation and said, "Little monk remember."
He was deferential, showing no reluctance.
Huo Yunjiao tidied up his sleeves slowly, and said casually, "I came to the door today to ask the master, and then I will trouble everyone."
is obviously a begging attitude, but his aloof attitude is like giving alms to Nanyin Temple.
does not mean disrespecting people, but the deterrent power inherent in his bones, and the dignity and majesty that he exudes from his body is indelible.
This is also the side that the third master will never show in front of Qin Ruan.
Huicheng put down his folded hands and reached out to invite people to enter the temple: "It is an honor for Nanyin Temple and the little monk to help adults."
His tone was obviously no longer trembling like he was when he was oppressed before, and he regained his usual calmness.
Huo Yunjiao looked back and beckoned to Huo Yirong who was smoking in front of the car: "Second brother, let's go in together, the feng shui and air in Nanyin Temple are very good, and visiting the temple can also wash away the restlessness in your heart."
"Bullshit!"
Huo Yirong sneered disdainfully.
is very cooperative in action.
He threw half of the cigarette in his hand to the ground and crushed it with his toes before pacing towards the gate of Nanyin Temple.
Huicheng led the way for the two of them to enter the threshold of Nanyin Temple.
Huo Yirong, who was still stinky at first, changed his expression slightly the moment he stepped into the temple.
He believed that it was definitely not an illusion. The moment he walked into the temple, the worries and restlessness of the past few days and his mind were washed away.
is like a gust of wind, blowing away thousands of worries and worries.
Although it is wonderful, Huo Yirong is really relieved at this moment.
Huicheng and Huo Yunqiao were walking in front, and the two were talking from time to time, Huo Yirong seemed to be being manipulated to follow their footsteps.
The lightness of his feet, the feeling of lightness all over his body is very wonderful, but it is not bad.
Recalling what the third brother just said, Huo Yirong's lips curved into a splendid arc.
He knew why the third brother brought him here.
Nanyin Temple is indeed not simple.
The three people walked around the front hall one after the other, and the smell of sandalwood from the temple poured into their noses. This is the incense burnt by the monks or believers in the temple, and the incense smell of fireworks in the world.
passed through the courtyard where the spacious walls were carved with Buddha statues, and the three of them walked through the long corridor and stopped in front of the archway at the end of the corridor.
Huicheng stood in front of the door and turned to look at Huo Yirong who was following behind.
Meeting his calm gaze, Huo Yirong raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Why don't you leave?"
Huicheng folded his hands together: "Master Huo Shi, you won't be suitable if you go any further."
Huo Yunqiao saw the monks sitting in a circle in a circle in the courtyard of the small courtyard, and also saw a book of scriptures on the table in the middle of them protected by a formation.
This must be the "Tian Luo Xuan Bao Jing".
Huo Yunjiao tilted his head and said to Huo Yirong in a gentle tone: "It is said that the scenery of Nanyin Temple is the most beautiful place in Jingxiao Mountain. It is a rare opportunity, second brother, don't miss it, I will come out in about an hour."
Huo Yirong didn't refuse, nodded and said, "I'll be here waiting for you in an hour, don't blame me for razing this beautiful place to the ground if you don't see anyone."
This was said to Huo Yunqiao, but his eyes were fixed on Nanyin Temple, and the majesty in his words was not concealed.
Huicheng stared straight ahead, as if he hadn't heard the wind.
Huo Yunjiao looked helpless and waved to the second brother: "Go, see you in an hour."
After , people have already stepped into the courtyard.
Huicheng led Huo Yunqiao to the open space where the monks formed a circle in the temple, pointed to the futon on the ground and said, "Master Huo Shi, please take a seat."
Huo Yunqiao glanced at the scriptures placed on the table not far away, and the five characters of Tian Luo Xuan Bao Jing on the cover came into his eyes.
He is not pretentious, and sits cross-legged on the futon with graceful and natural movements.
Huicheng did not leave the encirclement, but walked through the formation to the table where the "Tian Luo Xuan Bao Jing" was placed, opened the pages of the book and slowly opened his mouth to recite the scriptures.
His voice was clear and light, and the scriptures spit out from his mouth were very pleasant and comfortable to everyone's ears.
At the moment when Huicheng was chanting the scriptures, Huo Yunqiao closed his eyes, the power in his body leaked wildly, and the thick smell of death and blood spread wantonly.
Chapter end
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