Dharma

After returning to the inn, they changed the registered names, and Feng Fuling gave the shopkeeper a sum of sealing money, which was a complete settlement of the matter.

After all, they didn't expect to negotiate with a monk at the beginning, and they used their original real names.

Walking like ordinary people in rainy days, there will always be some mud splashed on their bodies. When they enter the room, the two of them will take a shower and change their clothes before sitting together to exchange ideas.

The lights flickered bright yellow, and two figures were reflected on the wall.Xia Jingge looked at the two black shadows on the wall in a daze.

Seriously speaking, such a peaceful moment has not been seen in a long time.Xia Jingge remembered the last time they stayed in the same room to discuss issues, as if it was time for Xiang Rong to walk with them.At that time, Xia Jingge didn't know her identity, so she didn't have much trouble.

Feng Fuling first asked Xia Jingge to set up a concealed and protective spell for the room, then he took out the piece of paper and signaled Xia Jingge to stop talking.

Xia Jingge sat down, poured a cup of tea for himself and Feng Fuling, watched him find another pen and paper, copied the content on it, and then burned the paper Shen Congzhen gave him.

Xia Jingge waited for it to burn until the ashes could no longer be seen before asking: "Is there a problem?"

Feng Fuling said: "Not sure. I just think this piece of paper is weird. In the future, if you have nothing to do, don't go to Shen Congzhen alone, her reeds are also strange."

Xia Jingge looked at him: "You mean that there is too much aura in her place?" According to common sense, the reed marsh is not a place with excellent Fengshui, but it has achieved a state of overflowing aura, and Shen Congzhen even set it up Enchanted.The enchantment is usually used for protection, but in her place it is like a huge exclusive spiritual field.This is also the reason why Xia Jingge, who specializes in releasing spiritual energy, feels uncomfortable with her, because every bit of spiritual energy he releases is basically the same as encroaching on Shen Congzhen's spiritual domain.The two forces are squeezed into a small space, so friction is inevitable.

So when he felt that the spiritual power on Shen Congzhen's paper was stabbing him, he didn't think much about it.

"Besides you, you monks, who else would make a place full of your own aura, and her aura is not as pure and natural as yours, do you think it's normal?" Feng Fuling asked back.

"I think she might just be very insecure." Xia Jingge hesitated for a moment before replying, "Don't you think her place...is wrapped up like a ball? She lives in the very center of the ball, so everything is safe." Can't hurt her."

"..." Feng Fuling pondered for a moment, "It's not unreasonable for you to say that. In short, it's right to be careful, don't forget that you can't even tell people your real name."

"Understood." Xia Jingge responded, seeing Feng Fuling copying the second copy, thought for a while and asked, "What kind of murderer do you think even monks can't catch?"

Feng Fuling said casually: "It's unlikely to be a monster."

Demons, goblins and monks have been enemies for so many years, if they did it, it’s fine if a monk can’t deal with it, it’s impossible that all three monks have no clue, can’t find any clues about their aura, in the end they can only die in vain return.

But get rid of demons and ghosts... "Then there are only ordinary people and monks left." Xia Jingge said a little seriously.

Feng Fuling nodded. "It's either ordinary people who seem the most harmless, or monks. I'm more inclined towards monks. Ordinary people have their own catchers in the world, and even the gods of the world can't find anything, so it can only be said to be strange."

Xia Jingge also thinks this is the reason, but he feels that the reason cannot be justified: "But if a monk does this, he will have no hope of ascending for the rest of his life?"

"Not all monks practice for ascension."

"If you don't want to ascend, what kind of immortal should you cultivate?"

Feng Fuling said: "Do you think that all monks have been indoctrinated with the idea of ​​ascension like your Jiuhua sect's monks? Many monks have various reasons for cultivating immortals, and some even join the sect of cultivating immortals just because they have good aptitude and have no other way out. Mix it up and eat."

"...I understand the truth. But can you not use the analogy of eating a living for a living? After cultivating immortals, you will have to live without food. Can that be called eating a living for a living? A person who eats a living for a living will definitely not be able to cultivate immortality."

"..." Feng Fuling fell silent for a while, as if he had lost his voice.

Xia Jingge refuted and refuted, but he listened to his words, thought for a while and said: "If you don't want to ascend, you can't do this kind of thing. If you talk about the way of heaven, he might not even have a good ending."

The vast majority of monks don't do bad things, largely not because they are kind, but because they understand the principle of the cycle of heaven, and they don't want to do something to others today, but to themselves tomorrow.

Feng Fuling regained his strength when he heard the words, and continued: "Maybe it's because you don't care about your rationale."

Xia Jingge thought for a while, and could only nod in agreement: "If it's a monk who doesn't care about the cycle of heaven, it's possible."

If the offender was a monk, then it would be easier for him to cover up his traces and whereabouts than ordinary people. Even if the god of the world stood in front of him, he might not be able to discover the existence of this monk.Later, when monks intervened, as long as they ran faster, were good at hiding, and met monks who were not very sensitive to spiritual energy, it was possible for the other party to not find out the clues.

But thinking about it this way, I can't help thinking of Shen Congzhen again, "Even if other monks can't detect other people's aura, Shen Congzhen should be able to feel it?" After all, this is a monk who likes to make his surroundings into his own spiritual realm.

Feng Fuling said, "If she has always been in the state of relying on being surrounded by spiritual energy, she might not be able to find it outside."

Xia Jingge thought about it for the same reason, and asked, "Why are you helping her speak up again? You don't suspect that she is the murderer?"

"She is a girl, how can she rape first and then kill?"

"..." Xia Jingge thought to himself, isn't adultery the same as double cultivation?Am I getting it wrong?Can't a girl's family be a murderer and forcibly double cultivate others?

She is still a monk, not an ordinary girl.

However, Xia Jingge also knew that Feng Fuling would not target indiscriminately, and he couldn't ask the question, so he accepted Feng Fuling's judgment for the time being.He said again: "Then how can we find out this other monk? It is best to prevent him from killing the next person."

Feng Fuling thought for a moment, and said: "Why don't we stay in the city, we can pretend that we just moved here, so as to attract the murderer's attention to the two of us."

"People will know that I am also a monk at a glance, right? Is it useful?"

Feng Fuling said: "Didn't Daoist Shen tell you to keep an eye on me, I am the one who is in danger."

"..." Then you can't be indifferent, Xia Jingge thought.

Feng Fuling said with some narcissism: "Don't mention that the idle monk is not my opponent, just the same appearance is enough to make the murderer change his target."

"..." Are you proud of your good looks? "No matter how good-looking you are, the murderer may not even know you in such a big city."

"So we're going to do something sensational and get his attention."

"……doing what?"

Feng Fuling waved to him, motioning him to come over, Xia Jingge didn't quite understand why he had to be so secretive even when he said something, and he had to figure out what he was going to do, so he just listened.

Feng Fuling chuckled in his ear - Xia Jingge was sure that he heard the laughter, he was still thinking in a trance, what kind of thing could make Fu Ling laugh once a month The person laughed, and heard his voice passing through his hair and ears: "As long as we get married, the people who keep the whole city will know us."

"...!"

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