The Little Monk's Path to Physical Transcendence

How many ways are there to get a person out of the way?

Jin Jiuling could probably think of dozens of ways.

How many ways are there to make a person completely out of the way?

only one.

The snow-white dove fluttered into the sky, taking away Jin Jiuling's improvised letters.

The little monk smashed his mouth, turned over and went back to sleep.

Lu Xiaofeng left a long time ago. Although he really wanted to be a slob, he actually acted very quickly.When he got the only clue left by the Embroidered Thief, he had already figured out who to look for.

Huamanlou and the little monk hadn't left yet, because the person Lu Xiaofeng wanted to find had to go alone, but if there was one more person, it would be impossible to achieve the goal.

But it doesn't mean that Huamanlou doesn't want to take care of this matter.No matter what happened to the blind man, Huamanlou still had to be taken care of, but the destination was different.

It is also necessary to go to the southeast palace to explore the way in advance.

However, in such a late night, when the young monk was already sound asleep, Hua Manlou was still sitting upright.A man who can blind Jiang Chongwei and Chang Mantian in an instant, this man who can embroider is definitely not easy to deal with!He didn't want the little monk to get involved. This was not something children should worry about.

But the little monk would never agree.

Hua Manlou quietly listened to the young monk's shallow breathing, and sat like this all night.

A few scattered stars hang in the sky, and the east has faint gray-white light.The dark blue night has also turned to light blue, and the wind wakes up the earth.

Day is coming.

The little monk struggled and squirmed lightly in the bed, like a silkworm baby struggling to break free from its cocoon.Hua Manlou's face was not tired from staying up all night at all, but was extraordinarily radiant.

"Get up when you wake up, breakfast should be ready." Hua Manlou turned her head and said with a smile.

"Well... Got it." The little monk sat up in a daze, the quilt was still trapped on him, like a large eggshell.

Usually the little monk sleeps alone, and he will wake up naturally at dawn. Although there will be such a process of being in a daze, it has never been seen by anyone.At this time, Hua Manlou could not help but feel a little strange when he heard the little monk's vague voice because he had just woken up.

Sure enough, the breakfast was already prepared. Although Master Bitter Gourd did not cook it himself, the taste was not bad.The little monk after washing was full of energy again, and he ate like a little tiger.The little monk held the steamed buns in one hand, and kept repeating the process of stuffing the vegetables into his mouth with the other hand, which made Hua Manlou's appetite a bit better.

"Let's set off in a while, first go to the Southeast Prince's Mansion..." Hua Manlou was interrupted by the excited little monk before he could finish speaking.

"Oh! Are you going to dress up in disguise? What are you going to dress up as?" For the young monk who is obsessed with storybooks, investigating a case is to disguise himself and make an open and unannounced visit. This is called investigating a case!

Hua Manlou said helplessly, "We are just visiting!"

"Huh?" The little monk was stunned.

Before Hua Manlou could explain, the little monk seemed to have completed the tortuous thinking in his mind, and said firmly: "Hua Manlou, don't worry, I will definitely not hold back!"

"..." Hua Manlou suddenly didn't want to know what the kid was thinking, it wasn't a big deal after all.

And the little monk thought he was taking on a heavy responsibility, so he wished he could fly to the southeast palace immediately, and immediately assist Hua Manlou in completing this investigation mission.Isn't it just that Hua Manlou attracts attention on the bright side, so that he, who is not noticed or even underestimated by others, can observe secretly, including the time of the changing of the guard in the palace, the location of the treasure house, etc., they must be carefully investigated.

Although Hua Manlou didn't know what the little monk was thinking, it didn't prevent him from understanding what the little monk wanted to do, so he reiterated: "We are just visiting, don't do other things. "

The little monk nodded again and again: "I understand, I understand!"

What did he know?Hua ManLou was speechless.

It doesn't matter what you know, it's time to start.The horse-drawn carriage is covered with a magnificent horse. In the carriage, there are not only various hidden compartments for snacks and snacks, but also a table with a large magnet inlaid in the middle. Inlaid with magnets.In this way, no matter how bumpy the carriage is, the cups, plates and bowls on the table will not move at all, which is extremely convenient.

Of course, this kind of carriage was not arranged by Master Bitter Gourd, but it was rare for Hua Manlou to remember how rich his family was, so he specially prepared it for the little monk.

The child is still young.

After finally tidying up, the carriage was already full of the little monk's favorite snacks, and the little monk was also stuffed into the carriage, and was forced to sit down obediently holding the storybook.Sitting next to the little monk, Hua Manlou was still a gentleman.

The driver is an experienced driver, and even this road is not too bumpy.The trees on both sides of the road passed the carriage window, leaving only a touch of green.

The little monk followed the shaking of the carriage and hummed an unknown tune. The tea on the table rippled with the little monk's singing, which made people feel happy.

"What song is this?" Hua Manlou listened to it for a while, but couldn't recognize it, so he had to ask.

The little monk replied happily: "This is the song of the birds! The birds will sing different songs in different seasons, this is what autumn should sing!"

Huamanlou gently tapped the rhythm on the table with a folding fan, and the little monk hummed along. Birds singing in the wilderness were accompanied by the autumn wind, and the fragrance of grass and trees came from the window, which was full of leisure and joy.

The light humming sound drifted out of the window, blending with the green eyes.

"Huh——" A silver light mixed with the spreading green snake jumped out, and came straight to the carriage!

The little monk's eyes froze, and he drew out the Zen stick that was placed horizontally behind him and stretched out his hands to parry. The roof of the carriage cracked at the sound, revealing the killer in black.

The visitor tipped his toes, a kite turned over in the air and rushed straight to the young monk's neck, the sword in his hand flashed coldly, like a lone star in the cold night, looming in his hand, making people dazzled.

"Dangling——" the little monk's staff just blocked the incoming sword, sparking a series of sparks. "Who are you!"

The person who came did not reply, his face was covered with a black scarf that only revealed a pair of gray eyes, and he was dressed in a smart tights, without any conspicuous place.

Except for the sword in his hand.

Holding a folding fan in his hand, Hua Manlou stood firmly on the side of the carriage, staring at the visitor with unfocused eyes: "Hua is really flattered to be able to dispatch the number one killer."

There is no blood in the murder, and the Central Plains is a little red.