"What are you going to do?" The girl seemed to have noticed Master Yijie's previous gaffe, and said vigilantly.
This girl was wearing a red shirt, and she was a little older, probably in her early twenties. Although she was not as beautiful as the green shirt girl, she still had a beautiful face and a gentle and virtuous air. Judging from the appearance only, it is the best choice for a good wife and mother.
"The poor monk travels around the world to promote Buddhism and transform people who are destined. Today, I saw a girl with dark brows. She must be suffering from a hidden disease. If it is not resolved in time, she may die in the future. Buddhist disciples are merciful, and they are here for the girl. Give me some pointers." Master Yijie said.
Fortunately, Master Yijie and Situ Yunqi didn't hear Gu Fenghua's heartfelt voice, otherwise they would have sighed in their hearts again: It turns out that the most unreliable person is not Luo Enen, but Gu Fenghua in front of him!
How would they know that Gu Fenghua had already made up his mind to go to the Supreme Heaven. The crisis in the three demon pets only made her determination stronger, more persistent, and more urgent.
In any case, a solution was found in the end, and Gu Fenghua's mood became much brighter. While continuing to walk towards the inn, he continued to search the stalls. The goal is ambitious enough, but the road under his feet still has to be walked step by step. The most urgent task right now is to find the Skyfall Purple Soul Gold first.
Although he still doesn't know what is treasured in the soul jade purple wooden box, how can the things left by Tantai Yunsu be ordinary? The Word will be of great help.
He stopped and stopped all the way, although Gu Fenghua had searched very hard, not only the shops on both sides of the street, but even the most inconspicuous stalls in the corners of the street, but he still did not find the whereabouts of the Tianyun Purple Soul Gold.
Beside him, Master Yijie stopped suddenly.
Gu Fenghua and the others walked a long way forward, only to find that Master Yijie stayed behind and did not move, and turned his head to look suspiciously. Seeing that the master's eyes were dull, his mouth was slightly opened, and it seemed that his saliva was about to flow out.
Following his gaze, I saw three young girls coming towards them, each of them was young, beautiful and delicious, especially the one in the middle, who had skin like snow, a nose like jade and cherry lips, and pure eyes Like water, it is so clear that there is no impurity in it. Wearing a long green dress, the whole person is like a delicate flower that is about to bloom. Although it is a little bit green, it also has a very touching taste.
Although Gu Fenghua himself has an alluring appearance, and Luo Enen is also a great beauty with her playfulness and sweetness, but seeing this girl's beautiful face, she couldn't help secretly praising her.
However, no matter how beautiful others are, if you are a monk, you don't have to stare at others like this. Looking at Master Yijie's dull gaze, slightly opened mouth, and the spitting that was about to flow out, Gu Fenghua and the others were secretly thankful that they walked fast just now, and they didn't stay with him. dead.
"This benefactor, the poor monk is called Yijie, and he is polite here." Just when several people were secretly rejoicing, Master Yijie finally came back to his senses, but he did not feel ashamed at his gaffe, but strode forward. He stepped forward and said to the girl on the far left with clasped hands.
Hearing Master Yijie's nondescript opening remarks, Gu Fenghua and the others felt ashamed again. Please be polite, please, you are an eminent monk, not a disciple, have you ever struck up a conversation like this?
"By the way, Fenghua, what did you say when you were eating just now?" The fat man asked in a low voice with a playful face.
If he remembered correctly, during the meal just now, Gu Fenghua also praised Master Yijie for being so self-disciplined, and he deserves to be called an eminent monk.
"I didn't say anything, you heard it wrong." Of course Gu Fenghua knew what he was referring to, but he denied it flatly, shaking his head like a rattle.
It's fine to see a beautiful woman drooling, but she still strikes up a conversation, and it's such a non-technical strike-up. Monk, monk fart!
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