Chapter 532 Fahai Fahai, you don’t understand love
Fahai's reputation was very loud in the Zhou Dynasty. Because of his young age, Zhang Qingshan, who followed the Tianshi Tao, and Yan Chixia of Shushan became the three heroes of the righteous way.
Not only is he respected by the people, even people in official uniforms will give in when they see him.
It's not that he's afraid of his strength, but he respects his upright and firm will.
At this moment, facing Amber's rejection, Fahai didn't care at all, but followed behind him step by step.
"Hey, monk, is there really something wrong with your brain? I've already told you that I don't want to become a monk, why do you still have to pester me?"
The rain just came and went strangely. It stopped after a quarter of an hour, and the sky gradually cleared up.
Amber got a little tired of being followed, so she turned around and threatened: "Don't think I'm afraid of you, I just don't want everyone's blood to spill on the streets!"
Although the guys in other worlds are all lunatics who kill without blinking an eye, as a descendant of the An family, after integrating the memory of the original owner, Amber still has a very upright outlook. At least he is not willing to bully the weak at will.
Well, take Fa Hai in front of you for example.
"Why should the donor be so vigilant? You must know that some things are destined. Although the Zhangliu golden body on your body has not appeared in the world, it has already been engraved in your soul."
Fahai said righteously: "As the saying goes, everything has a destiny, you can't escape it."
"I don't know the fate or anything. I only know that I will never be a monk in my life."
Amber stared, already planning to treat the monk to a Heavenly Tribulation set meal later.
"Little monk, I didn't ask you to become a monk immediately."
Fahai shook his head, "I just want to stay with you for a while to ensure your safety."
He meant what he said.
"I'm safe."
Amber didn't appreciate it at all.
"The painted-skin demon just now, if it hadn't been for the little monk's action, the donor might have encountered something unexpected."
Fahai pointed to the human skin that had not disappeared, "This demon loves the human body's yang energy most, and the donor's golden body cannot be hidden. It is the best tonic for these evil spirits."
"You mean I still have to thank you?"
Amber was amused.
"You're welcome. Since I let this young monk meet me, this is what the Buddha and Bodhisattva meant."
Fahai's face was solemn, and he clasped his hands together, and the aura of an enlightened monk came over his face.
Amber originally planned to go back, but now she has a new idea.
"Do you really want to follow me?"
"Before the donor can initially apply the golden body, the monk will protect the donor."
Fa Hai recited the Buddha's name, his eyes full of determination.
"Okay, then you can follow."
Amber rubbed her belly and said, "I am a lustful man. When I go to the brothel to have fun with those girls, should I call you a monk?"
"No need, the young monk's spiritual consciousness will sweep away all the evil spirits within a hundred feet."
Fahai obviously had a plan in advance and didn't blink at all.
Amber snorted after hearing this and walked forward minding his own business. There is no need to go home now, just take it as a break and wander around.
But I still have to say hello.
Thinking of this, he walked towards the bookstore where his home was in the county.
After a while, the two arrived at the place one after another.
Since it had just rained, a shed was set up outside here, and there were quite a lot of people.
The bookstore, which originally had little business, turned out to be extremely lively.
Amber waited for a while and saw that there were fewer people inside, then Shi Shiran walked in.
The old shopkeeper, who was immersed in settling accounts, felt someone approaching, so he stopped what he was doing, looked up and looked carefully, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"It's you little brat. Why do you have time to come to my place today?"
"We haven't seen you for a few days. Come and see Third Grandpa."
Amber found a place to sit down, crossed her legs and said, "I had a quarrel with my husband at home, and I plan to go out for a trip. Can you give me some money?"
When the old shopkeeper heard this, he immediately became unhappy, "You little bastard, why didn't you come to see me when you saw your good deeds? Are you still asking for money? Don't you know how dangerous it is outside? Go back and apologize to your father."
What he said is correct. For ordinary people, leaving the town is like putting your head in your belt. One is the bandits and robbers who rob the road in the mountains, and the other is the poisonous insects and beasts. In the end, if you are unlucky, you will If you find some weird thing, you may not even find the body.
Therefore, if there are not those who have no choice but to leave for the sake of livelihood, basically there will only be some powerful people left.
Anyway, most people will never leave the local area from birth to death.
"Hey, I'm sure of myself."
Amber didn't take it seriously and pointed to Fahai outside the door with a smile, "Have you ever seen this eminent monk?"
"What an eminent monk? He doesn't even have a hair on his mouth."
The old shopkeeper was furious, so his words became a bit harsher, "Anyway, I don't need any money. I have to tell your father later."
"Okay, I won't embarrass you anymore."
Amber had no intention of asking him for money. She patted her butt and stood up and said, "Tell my family for me that Master Fahai of Jinshan Temple saw that I have a relationship with Buddha and is willing to take me on a tour, which can be as short as a few days." Months, up to half a year, and then return to Qingteng County afterwards."
"No...are you really going to leave?"
Seeing that he had made up his mind, the old shopkeeper immediately walked out from behind the counter, then gritted his teeth, stomped his feet and took out a money bag from his sleeve, "I don't have much for you, Third Grandpa. You've been spending these for a while." .”
Amber was not polite when she saw this, and took the money bag in her hand.
It wasn't until he and Fahai left the bookstore that the old shopkeeper walked back with a sigh.
Being tricked by this little brat again, Jinshan Temple Fahai? It sounds quite familiar.
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"It hurts! It hurts so much!"
A mass of mud-like things kept rolling on the ground, while still making a piercing cry.
"Fahai! Fahai! I want you to die!"
"enough!"
Angry shouts rang out from above, and the black silt shuddered, and suddenly did not dare to make any more noise.
"Fahai killed my son. The debt must be settled, but it is not our responsibility to do it."
The speaker was an old woman, with silver hair all over her hair and black eyes, which looked very strange.
"Let the ancestors make the decision."
The black sludge is the real body of the Painted Skin Demon. In fact, its body is a very special kind of mist, which can be virtual or real, and its vitality is extremely tenacious.
However, Fa Haixiu's Dharma is the most restrained of similar methods. When they encounter them, let alone direct confrontation, whether they can save their lives is a big problem.
"This matter needs to be considered in the long run."
The old woman smiled sinisterly and said: "Aren't the two snake monsters that came down from Lishan looking for someone to repay their kindness? With Fahai's temperament, he will definitely take action when he sees a human-monster union. Then let them fight to the death. .”
"My ancestors are so wise! Our ancestors are so wise!"
Black Silt shouted excitedly.