City Raptors Crossing the River

Chapter 94
Xian'er slowly lowered her body, and the dark green longbow in her hand also disappeared.

Wang Meng was a little dumbfounded, and asked:
"What it is?"

Xian'er said:
"I don't know, anyway, it's an annoying thing,

When I was in the canyon, I felt the existence of that thing, but it was too cunning to show up. "

Wang Meng seemed to understand something.

It seems that there are huge secrets hidden in the misty valley.

At this time, the honest monk also woke up leisurely and asked:

"Several benefactors, what happened just now?"

Wang Meng said:
"A monster came from the direction of the Misty Canyon just now. Fortunately, a fairy appeared in time and took care of the monster."

After finishing speaking, Wang Meng looked at Xian'er intentionally or unintentionally.

Xian'er still had a cold expression on her face, as if nothing had happened.

The honest monk looked towards the direction of the misty canyon with a solemn expression and said:

"What does the monster the benefactor see look like?"

Wang Meng...

He had never seen any monsters before, but he heard a scream from a monster, and now he was asked by the honest monk, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Suddenly, he remembered the phantom of the monster above Zuo Qiongxin's head, and described the phantom of the monster.

After listening to the honest monk, he chanted the Buddha's name.

"I've been in the canyon for many years, and I haven't seen the true face of that thing. I didn't expect the benefactor to have seen it. It seems that you really have a destiny with my Buddha..."

Wang Meng felt a big headache for a moment and quickly changed the topic and said:
"Master, let's take a look at Yaohoe and Miss Zuo first."

"The benefactor is right." After the honest monk finished speaking, he walked to the wooden basin and took a look.

I saw that the spiritual liquid soaked in the medicine hoe had stopped boiling, and the medicine hoe had no black gas coming out.

Today's medicine hoe is a simple hoe lying in a wooden basin.

The honest monk reached out to pick up the medicine hoe, nodded in satisfaction, and said:

"The donor's psychic liquid is really extraordinary, it actually completely dispelled the evil spirit accumulated by this medicinal hoe for many years.

As long as the evil spirit of the medicine hoe is completely eliminated, Miss Zuo will be completely saved. "

Feng Han just woke up at this time, and when he heard the honest monk say that Zuo Qiongxin was saved, he immediately ran to the big wooden barrel.

At this moment, Zuo Qiongxin is in a coma.

Her hair was wet and stuck to her pale face, making Feng Han's heart ache.

Feng Han stretched out his hand, and slowly smoothed the hair on her cheek.

The movements are extremely gentle.

It is absolutely unimaginable that this is a pair of murderous hands covered in blood.

Zuo Qiongxin woke up leisurely, his eyes were clear, the hostility from before had long since disappeared.

"Han...I'm sorry for you."

Although Zuo Qiongxin was controlled by the evil energy in his body just now, he still clearly remembers everything that happened.

She stretched out her hand to caress the wound on Feng Han's cheek, and couldn't help sobbing softly.

Feng Han held Zuo Qiongxin's hand, and said softly:
"It's okay, it's all over."

Wang Meng suddenly thought of something, and asked the honest monk:

"My friend also has that black evil spirit in his body, will it affect it?"

The honest monk said:
"The evil energy in both him and Miss Zuo came from the medicine hoe, now that the evil energy in the medicine hoe has been eliminated,

Then that bit of evil in your friend's body will become water without a source, a tree without roots, and naturally it will not cause any harm to him. "

Feng Han and Zuo Qiongxin also heard what Honest Monk said.

The two looked at Wang Meng and the honest monk with gratitude in their eyes.

Wang Meng said:
"Feng Han, why don't you take Miss Zuo out of the mountain, so I can take care of you."

Feng Han nodded.

Zuo Qiongxin said:

"Thank you for your kindness. I'm already used to being in the mountains, so I won't go out."

Feng Han said:
"Xin'er, it's too dangerous for you to be alone in the mountains, and I don't feel relieved, why not..."

Zuo Qiongxin shook his head and said:
"Han... don't talk anymore. There was nothing wrong with my body before. Now that I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

Feng Han still wanted to persuade him, but when he saw Zuo Qiongxin's firm gaze, he gave up the idea.

He knew that Zuo Qiongxin was a girl with a weak appearance but an extremely strong heart, otherwise it would be impossible for her to live alone in the mountains for so many years.

In the end, Feng Han could only choose to compromise.

Wang Meng said:
"I have a bottle of elixir here. Miss Zuo should be able to take it now. It will help improve your physique."

After finishing speaking, Wang Meng took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, which he specially refined for Han Dong and the others.

Feng Han stretched out his hand to take the elixir, and unconsciously, his hands trembled a little, he was too aware of the preciousness of Wang Meng's elixir.

"Brother Meng, thank you..." Feng Han didn't know what to say.

Wang Meng patted Feng Han on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of the stone house, Xian'er and the honest monk also came out with interest.

Now that they are parting, the couple must have a lot to say.

Outside the stone house, the honest monk said:
"The benefactor knows how to make alchemy?"

Wang Meng turned his head and glanced at the honest monk, seeing the smiling expression on the other side's face, he understood his thoughts.

So he said lightly:

"Master wants it too?"

The honest monk smiled awkwardly and said:
"The monks are merciful. If the benefactor has such good things, it is better to give some to the old monk. If the old monk meets someone in need in the future, he can also donate it.

That can also be regarded as accumulating blessings and virtues for the donor! "

Wang Meng was speechless.

I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen such thick-skinned people as the honest monk.

Even asking for something can make up such a fair reason.

"The master is right, but it's not easy to refine the elixir, and I only have that bottle in my hand, boy." Wang Meng said helplessly.

The honest monk’s smile remained unchanged and he said to himself:
They are all impure ghosts, what are you talking about?
"Benefactor, I have something in my hand. I wonder if I can exchange it for a few bottles of elixir."

"Oh...?" Wang Meng wondered, and he was also curious about what kind of treasures an eminent monk like the honest monk could produce.

The honest monk took out a string of beads from his wide robe and said:
"This string of Vajra Bodhi beads belonged to a Buddhist senior. The beads have been influenced by Buddhism for a long time, and they are sacred objects to ward off evil spirits.

If it were an ordinary person, the old monk would never have the heart to give up love, but today, seeing that the benefactor is so destined, I will give it to the benefactor. "

Wang Meng took the vajra bodhi bead and looked it over carefully for a while.

How did he feel that the string of beads in his hand was no different from the 10 yuan strings on the street stall.

About to refuse.

The honest monk said:
"Benefactor, don't look at Buddhist things with a worldly perspective."

Hearing what the honest monk said, Wang Meng obviously had no confidence in what he said. It seems that the old monk really used a street stall to fool himself.

"Why don't you give me the Nirvana Technique, and I'll give you two bottles of Cui Ti Dan?" Wang Meng said.

"Deal!" The honest monk seemed to be afraid that Wang Meng would regret it.

(End of this chapter)