The cold wind was blowing.

The coolness that comes with it, with the breeze blowing, covers layer by layer, and superimposes it little by little, invading the breath of winter little by little into this season.

Under the tree.

A woman with long fiery red hair was standing below, looking down at her injuries.

chest.

The placket is torn.

The delicate skin that was as white as jade was exposed. It's just that at this moment, the skin is covered with dense ruddy color, like shrimp that has just come out of the boiler. On the red skin, there were countless cyan marks that made people look terrifying, and the traces were entangled, making it look extremely numb and disgusting.

And around there, there are a lot of delicate flesh buds, and there is still a lot of blood around them.

Apparently.

This piece of flesh has just grown up in the near future.

“……”

The red-haired woman looked at it for a long time and snorted softly, only to see that the skin above the heart began to surge, and in the twisting of countless green tendons, the skin grew again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon.

The wound had healed to its original condition.

And it seems that the red-haired woman has also lost a little weight.

Go back.

The woman's gaze looked into the distance, and a hint of jealousy flashed in the depths of her eyes. One is fearless, but two ...... Now she doesn't have any certainty. Thinking of this, she flicked her sleeves, and she retreated silently.

Throughout.

This hidden, sneak attacker, she didn't say a word from beginning to end.

All actions, to her, seemed to her to rely on instinct.

Don't mention it here.

Deep in the forest.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other at the moment, one quietly waiting for an explanation, and the other looked hesitant.

The Living Buddha Eagle Yuan, who was holding a purple gold bowl, seemed to be in a restless mood at the moment.

Even in his realm, there would still be such a situation, and you can imagine how amazing the things buried in his heart are.

Now.

The only thing that makes Eagle Yuan happy is that Fairy Chilian's injuries have stabilized.

The strange woman who sneaked up just now made Yingyuan sense a monstrous resentment, which made him feel a terrifying hatred that was overwhelming. With this power of hatred, I am afraid that it is not something that ordinary people can imagine.

And most importantly, the red-haired woman gave him the feeling that there were more beasts than humans.

And the feeling this woman gave him was very similar to the cold feeling that flashed in the sky that day before.

Just glanced at each other.

Ying Yuan has already determined the general background of the other party in his heart.

Because in his memory, the feeling was too similar, too similar. Although in some ways, there is a little difference, but in his impression of Eagle Yuan, the woman's state is too familiar to him.

The familiarity was so familiar that he was frightened, and he was so frightened that he almost wanted to do it.

The state of mind of the Buddha was almost shattered at that moment.

If it weren't for the strange woman retreating, I'm afraid that Yingyuan would have been unable to help but make a move.

Thinking of this, Ying Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

After cultivating his body and nature in the Potala Palace for so many years, he even practiced the exercises of the Daomen, but in the end, Ying Yuan found that his mind did not reach the realm he wanted.

The broken mirror is reunited.

The same is true of the broken state of mind.

After exhaling, Eagle Yuan met the waiting gaze of the Chilian Fairy.

The doubts and waitings in his eyes were clear to Yingyuan.

It is conceivable that my grandmother is now afraid that she is full of problems and needs to wait for explanation.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and his right hand couldn't help touching his bald head, and in the end, Ying Yuan couldn't bear the gaze of the Chilian Fairy and spoke.

"Maybe."

"Or."

"Possibly."

"I can explain some of my grandmother's doubts."

For the first time.

Yingyuan's body can't see the demeanor of a living Buddha, but like a child doing something wrong, he seems a little helpless.

“……”

Seeing this, the Chilian Fairy tilted her head slightly.

It was also the first time she had seen Eagle Yuan look like this.

Even when they met for the first time, Yingyuan had never had such a very fluctuating mood.

Li Mochou wanted to know the reason.

With a straight face and a serious expression, the Chilian Fairy opened his mouth and only replied with one word: "Say!" ”。

……

The green mountains are secluded, and the people are also leisurely.

In the falling leaves in the sky, Lu Wushuang accompanied the little dragon girl to the temple she had guessed in her heart.

Jinshan Temple.

Looking at the huge three words on the plaque in front of him, as well as the somewhat disgusting humming sound of chanting, a look flashed on Lu Wushuang's face.

This temple seems to be somewhat dilapidated.

Looking at the temple in front of him, there was actually something that made Lu Wushuang feel unexpected.

Jinshan Temple is not as prosperous as imagined.

Yes.

Buddhist temples can generally be described by the word prosperous.

They have always been short of money with the support of believers.

Lu Wushuang, who really knew about the extent of his wealth, had already heard of it.

At least the current Shaolin Temple is much more powerful than the Jinshan Temple in front of you, even if it is a lot of other temples.

Opposite.

The Jinshan Temple in front of me looks a little dilapidated.

Buddhism has always been very rich.

Do you say that Jinshan Temple lacks masters?

If Uncle Xiaolongnu's story is true, then how strong would Fahai be able to suppress her in the first place? How can such a character not have a successor? And if Yue Yuan was really as described in Xiaolongnu's words, then I am afraid that the attitude of Buddhism will be known to everyone a long time ago.

It's just that when this thought just rose in his mind, Lu Wushuang was stunned again.

Because she found a place of extreme contradiction.

The story of the White Snake has long been known to the world.

So who is preaching this story?

And in Lu Wushuang's understanding, there seem to be a lot of changes in the version of the story of the White Snake.

There are those that are beneficial to Buddhism, and there are those that are harmful to Buddhism.

On the whole, the latter concept is constantly spreading, and the result will only be one - Buddhism loses.

The confrontation in this is more terrifying than imagined.

But, no matter what, there is one biggest question in this that Lu Wushuang has not been answered.

That's why Xiaolongnu suddenly made a move on her senior sister Li Mochou.

"Lu Wushuang!"

Suddenly, the little dragon girl who had been keeping a quiet posture spoke up: "You say, in the story of the White Snake, is Fahai for private or public?" ”

“！！！”

Lu Wushuang was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the little dragon girl blankly, how could she answer this question?

But when facing the gaze of the little dragon girl, Lu Wushuang knew that she had to answer this question.

For selfishness?

From the other side's point of view, this is the only correct answer.

But Lu Wushuang still heard Xiaolongnu's question clearly, she asked about the story, obviously hoping that she would answer from the perspective of a bystander.

Half a day.

Lu Wushuang, who had been silent for a long time, replied: "Carry selfishness in the name of righteousness...... It's still private! ”

This answer made the little dragon girl smile with satisfaction.

A shallow smile crept up at the corner of his mouth.