The shop boy and the devil

Mo Lixi withdrew her hand, although those eyes were gentle, they lacked the unique tenderness.

"You're injured, take a break, I'll ask Tian'er to bring the medicine."

Mo Lixi was about to turn around and leave when Qiu Hongyi mysteriously grabbed Mo Lixi's hand at this moment. It was soft and boneless, and there were calluses between the fingers caused by martial arts, but this hand made Qiu Hongyi Hong Yi couldn't put it down.

Mo Lixi didn't like to have too much physical contact with others, but she didn't pull Qiu Hongyi's hand away, just to see what else she wanted to say.

Qiu Hongyi looked at Mo Lixi's gentle and beautiful eyes, and then felt the stiffness between her fingers, and then let go of her hand.

"If you can...give me some tea, my throat...is so dry..."

Qiu Hongyi's voice was indeed dry and hoarse, which was different from her usual charming and lazy voice.

"Ah."

Mo Lixi responded and left the room...

With the rays of light penetrating in, Qiu Hongyi's mind gradually came to her senses...

By the way, before she passed out, she heard Mo Lixi calling her...

Junior Sister Qiu...

Qiu Hongyi thought about it, but the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously...

Mo Lixi, Mo Lixi, I will still be happy for a long time because of your little favors...

Even if you only said three words, it's enough for me to remember...

Soon, Mo Lixi came back, and Zhuge Tian'er was also there. Zhuge Tian'er walked to the bedside with a stiff expression, and said, "Get up and take your medicine."

Holding the bowl in one hand, Zhuge Tian'er supported Qiu Hongyi to get up, but Qiu Hongyi didn't say anything. After all, she was a witch, and she had already left when Zhuge Tian'er started, so she naturally didn't know that she and Tianyuan faction entanglement.

Qiu Hongyi frowned as she looked at the black concoction in front of her, but she finished it happily...

Zhuge Tian'er then supported Qiu Hongyi to lean against the head of the bed, then got up and put the bowl away, Mo Lixi poured a cup of tea, Qiu Hongyi took it, and sniffed it...it was her Favorite jasmine tea…

"You...remember..."

Qiu Hongyi just said something lightly, Mo Lixi smiled slightly, didn't say anything, just waited for Qiu Hongyi to finish drinking...

I really love and hate Mo Lixi's thoughtfulness and tenderness...

"I think I should go."

After Qiu Hongyi finished speaking, she was about to sit on the side of the bed, endured the severe pain in her chest, and just when she was about to put on her shoes, Mo Lixi looked at her coldly, making her stop all movements...

The witch... is really afraid of fairies, even if it's just a look...

"You saved the Tianyuan faction, we should heal your injuries."

Mo Lixi thought, if Qiu Hongyi hadn't said that he wanted to cut off his head, the Tianyuan faction would have to make some sacrifices to wipe out the group of men in black.

"My injury was left before, not because of you Tianyuan faction."

Qiu Hongyi didn't listen, she just wanted to leave, she was used to being alone, used to wandering, used to no one caring, she didn't want to get these again here...

She was afraid that after seeing the sun, she could no longer adapt to the darkness.

"sit down."

Seeing that Qiu Hongyi was about to get up, Mo Lixi said something coldly, causing Qiu Hongyi to stop immediately, and when she looked up, she saw that Mo Lixi's gentle eyes were a little colder, which made her feel a little colder. Qiu Hongyi had no choice but to stop all movements.

"Stay here and heal your wounds!"

Mo Lixi's tone was still calm, but with an irresistible majesty, Qiu Hongyi frowned, and was speechless for a moment.

However, after only a long while, Qiu Hongyi still spoke.

"Master Mo, don't forget that I am a demon girl who is punished by everyone in the rivers and lakes. If you leave me as a demon girl in the sect, aren't you afraid of getting someone to tell me?"

Qiu Hongyi returned to her usual self-willed, provocative appearance, but Mo Lixi just glanced at her lightly, as if she didn't care about her attitude.

"What excuse do you think the Tianyuan faction is afraid of now?"

Mo Lixi sneered, but Qiu Hongyi's lazy smile froze on her lips, especially after seeing the sneer at the corner of Mo Lixi's mouth, her heart ached even more.

"Tian'er, you and Ruoxian will take care of her, and I'll go out for a tour."

Mo Lixi didn't seem to give Qiu Hongyi a chance to refuse, so she left, but she knew that if Qiu Hongyi wanted to leave, she couldn't stop her.

After Mo Lixi left, there was an eerie silence in the room. Zhuge Tian'er, who was always talkative on weekdays, didn't know how to chat with Qiu Hongyi in front of her.

After all, Zhuge Tian'er has always had a bad impression of Qiu Hongyi.

"You don't like me, do you?"

How could she not understand what kind of character Qiu Hongyi was, and Zhuge Tian'er's thoughts.

"Ah."

Zhuge Tian'er is not someone who likes to beat around the bush, so naturally she won't hide it.

"Why don't you let me go? Tian'er... junior sister."

Qiu Hongyi stood up, with severe pain in her chest, but she held back and smiled, but the cold sweat on her forehead betrayed her.

"Who is your junior sister... Senior sister Mo asked me to take care of you, and I have to take care of you. You can't leave."

Although Zhuge Tian'er is usually very willful, after a period of trough in the Tianyuan faction, she has become more determined, and her temper is not as rough as before.

"Who did you learn your rigid temper from?"

Qiu Hongyi remembered that she had met Zhuge Tian'er several times, but such a rigid image was not the person Qiu Hongyi knew.

"I think it's probably me."

The door opened, and it was Wen Ruoxian, who appeared in front of Qiu Hongyi with a somewhat heroic appearance, causing Qiu Hongyi to frown...

This temper... It is really possible that I learned it from this rigid woman...

On the other side, Fu Yunmo and his party had already reached the gate of Tianping Temple, and just approaching the gate, they heard the melodious voice of chanting sutras, as if they were doing morning class, but the voice was a little sad, more like Mourning for something, the three of them looked at each other and went in after a while.

When meeting strangers, young monks came over soon.

"The three benefactors don't know what to do?"

The little monk clasped his hands together and bowed to the three of them as a greeting.

"We want to find the abbot of your temple."

Fu Yunmo spoke slowly, and the little monk scratched the back of his head with one hand, and said with a wry smile: "I'm sorry for the three of you, but the host is currently presiding over the super-salvation meeting, and I'm afraid I don't have time to entertain the three of you these few days."

Extraordinary meeting?

The three of them looked at each other again, Nan Kunlun looked around for a week, and there were still some town residents walking around in the temple.

"I wonder if we can visit around?"

Nan Kunlun asked, the little monk smiled gently and said, "Of course it's possible, benefactor, please help yourself."

After the little monk finished speaking, he returned to the temple, seeming to be very busy, and the three of them wandered around the temple. Some people who had seen the three of them in the town were still very frightened and avoided them.

Fu Yunmo and Ye Xihan didn't care, they just looked around at the huge Tianping Temple, there were some exquisite carvings everywhere, and those carvings had stories, which were also myths and stories recorded in Southern Buddhism.

Fu Yunmo was attracted by these relief sculptures and was fascinated by them, while Ye Xihan on the side looked around, his nose was surrounded by the smell of incense, it was peaceful and peaceful, it didn't seem like a place where dirty things were done...

While Nan Kunlun was walking by himself, intentionally or unintentionally approaching the hall where hundreds of people were chanting sutras, and then looked inside, only to see three monks in cassocks leading a group of good men and women reciting the mantra of rebirth. Wearing some clothes, it seems to be the clothes of the dead who need to be saved...

After Nan Kunlun watched it, he saw a person watching him as quietly as himself, so he walked over with an excuse and asked, "Uncle, who is here to save?"

Nan Kunlun's voice was extremely low, so as not to disturb the chanting in the hall.

"It's not the people who were killed in the town... Ever since those... incidents happened, Tianping Temple and Anning Temple will hold a monthly meeting to recite scriptures for the dead..."

The uncle sighed, with a sad expression on his face, probably because he also had unpleasant memories in his heart.

Nan Kunlun nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, after all, these are the scars of others.

Tianping Temple is very large, the front hall is chanting scriptures, there are Buddha statues for people to worship in the back hall, there is a place for people to rest in the side hall, and there are also Buddha statues and reliefs in the rest of the open space. The backyard is where the people of Tianping Temple live. A kitchen, where there is no place to enter at will.

The three of them wandered around for a while, then came to the side hall, sat down to rest, there were many other residents in the hall, they were a little more angry, and the atmosphere was much better than the atmosphere in the town.

The three of them didn't dare to drink tea, but drank the water they brought with them. After all, there seemed to be no suspicion here, but they still had to be extremely careful.

"Auntie, the host of the Tianping Temple is really kind. He hosts a salvation meeting every month. It's really kind!"

Of course, Nan Kunlun is doing this kind of close thing, and he is good-looking, and it is not difficult to strike up a conversation with some elderly aunts, but Ye Xihan can't do this kind of thing, after all, she just looks The face turned away, and everyone else was scared away. She was extremely beautiful, but her temperament was too cold.

"Yeah, it's really good to host him. It's free for the people in the town to host the Transcendence Conference... hey..."

The aunt seemed to have been touched by something sad, she lowered her head, her black eyes dimmed.

"The host even went down the mountain to show those who passed away, and his hands were bruised."

"covered in wounds?"

When Nan Kunlun asked, Fu Yunmo and Ye Xihan immediately regained their energy and listened intently.

"Hmm... those who passed away were poisonous, and the host hurt himself when he touched them. Those scars are ugly, but the host himself said it's okay."

The aunt sighed and murmured a Buddhist name, as if she was praying for the presiding officer.

"Those scars appeared after visiting the deceased?"

Nan Kunlun continued to ask, but the aunt just replied: "It should be..."

probably?

Nan Kunlun looked back at Fu Yunmo who was listening intently, and saw that she was also looking at him...

Shopkeeper Xiao Li said that the hands of people who practice poison will be scarred and even festered due to frequent contact with poison...