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Chapter 75 [The Demonic Monk]

In the end, unexpectedly, it was Guiyuan who took the initiative to take the Buddhist beads from the monk's hand and handed them to Qingyun.

At this time, she was a little bit emotional, but also a little bit disappointed, but she didn't hesitate to hand the Buddhist beads to Qingyun: "You take it to her."

Qingyun is not as calm as Guiyuan, he is full of gratitude, like a bound soul has finally been released, an empty thank you seems too thin compared to his current mood.

Presumptuously, he took the monk's Buddhist beads to Qingyun, but the boudoir seemed to have no sense of guilt. Before leaving, he only looked back at the monk who was still sleeping soundly at this time, and left the monk's meditation room in a cool manner .

After Guiyuan left, it was not until noon that there was any movement in the monk's meditation room.

The monk frowned, and unconsciously blocked the glaring sunlight from the crack of the window with his hand. He opened his eyes slowly, a little uncomfortable with the bright feeling of the room after waking up.

The monk wondered in a daze, did the sun rise too early today, why it was already so bright when he opened his eyes.

At this time, the monk's head was not fully awake, and he was still drunk after drinking. He dressed and washed in a daze, and he was also dazed thinking about something.

He suddenly recalled last night, last night. He seemed to go to the Lantern Festival with Guiyuan, Lotus Lantern, Red Maple Lantern, Bana Flower, right, and that bet.

In the end, he lost, and he was fined a glass of wine for fulfilling the bet. He seemed to be able to vaguely recall that glass of strong wine filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms. .
After that glass of wine, the monk's mind went blank. There were two figures in front of his eyes, and someone was talking and laughing vaguely in his ear, but he could no longer see the two familiar people clearly, nor could he hear those familiar voices clearly.

Unable to bear it any longer, the monk fell on the table.
Thinking of this, the monk felt a little strange. He remembered that he had clearly collapsed on the table in the tavern before he was so drunk that he passed out. Why has he returned to the Zen room now?

Perhaps the other two sent him back, the monk speculated vaguely in his mind.

After tidying himself up, the monk will do morning lessons as usual. Even if he is not in the Buddhist hall, even if the conditions are simple, these basic tasks cannot be forgotten.

The monk closed his eyes, put one hand on his chest, twisted the Buddhist beads with the other, and recited the obscure scriptures in a gentle tone.

It's just that the monk opened his eyes in a huff, why is there a Buddhist bead missing in his hand?
The monk had a premonition, and sure enough, he lowered his head to check carefully, and found that the missing prayer bead was the most special one among them - a mustard space in the shape of a prayer bead.

However, even if a Buddhist bead was missing, the string of Buddhist beads in his hand was not broken. In this way, the possibility of him accidentally dropping a Buddhist bead was ruled out.In this way, the missing special Buddhist beads can only be stolen intentionally.

Shocked by the loss of the Buddhist beads, the monk's muddy mind instantly sobered up.

He began to analyze the matter with reason and evidence.Although the monk slept so hard yesterday that anyone could steal the Buddhist beads from him, the monk quickly ruled out that it was the work of ordinary people.

It is impossible for a mortal to be able to see the particularity of the Buddhist beads and steal the Buddhist beads with a purpose.

At present, there are only two or three monsters around the monk.And he was drunk last night, and he was still with the two demons.

Although the analysis of the matter showed that both the boudoir grudge and Qing Yun were quite suspicious, but with the monk, he was the first to rule out the boudoir grudge.

Boudoir has stayed with him for so long, if it is just to steal the Buddhist beads on his body, then there should be many opportunities for Boudoir, why wait until last night to do it.

Besides, the monk felt in his heart that the boudoir might look down on him, a poorly arranged mustard seed.

As a result, Qingyun was listed as a key suspect by the monk.

The monk remembered that when Qingyun approached them at first, he felt that Qingyun was a bit deliberate at that time.

They randomly find a restaurant on the side of the road to rest, and they can meet a handsome demon.But this monster is not the breed that kills everyone, how can they let them run into it casually?

Maybe the monk wouldn't pay such attention if it just happened to happen, maybe it was such a coincidence.

But then Qingyun went with them all the way, euphemistically called Shunlu, since everyone went to Yangzhou City together, they went together.

However, would this be too much of a coincidence?

From the very beginning, I felt a little weird. Naturally, even though there was nothing unusual in getting along these days, the monk has always been wary of Qing Yun.

But not everything in this world is prepared for danger, more unexpected than expected.

Uncertain factors, unreasonable changes, and unexplained confusion of mind, the monk's vigilance has long since broken the embankment little by little in places he doesn't know.

So much so that he got drunk himself, giving the most wary people an opportunity.

The monk was meditating in the Zen room for a long time, before he raised his head, but a crimson figure suddenly bumped into his sight.

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, he seemed to know nothing about Xie, and he even greeted the monk as if nothing had happened: "Stupid monk, are you finally awake?"

"Finally?" The monk grasped the word, a little confused: "Is it very late now?"

The monk's bewildered look made Guiyuan feel a little funny. She turned her head to look at him for a while, and then said: "Stupid monk, are you sleepy? It's already past noon, why isn't it too late?"

At noon, the monk was a little dazed. Has it been so long since he slept? No wonder the sunlight in this room is so dazzling.

That Buddhist bead must have been stolen for a long time.

Guiyuan walked up to the monk, waved his hand in front of his eyes, and raised his eyebrows: "Stupid monk, what are you thinking? Did you find that you lost something?"

Guiyuan actually brought up this matter on her own initiative.

The monk frowned slightly, judging from the meaning of the boudoir's complaint, she should have known that the Buddhist beads had been stolen.

But the monk only found out about it, so how did the boudoir know about it in advance?Could it be that she saw his Buddhist beads being stolen with her own eyes.

But why didn't she stop it?

The monk had so many doubts in his heart that he didn't know where to start.

But Guiyuan seemed to be very active this time. She didn't give the monk a chance to ask, and immediately admitted frankly: "Don't think about it, I took that prayer bead of yours."

I'm afraid there will be no one in this world who takes other people's things and is more open-minded than boudoir resentment.

Rather than being puzzled, the monk felt more helpless. He didn't know why, but he just believed that the boudoir would not just take his prayer beads willfully without any reason.

When and how his unilateral trust in Boudoir started, even the monk himself couldn't tell.

(End of this chapter)