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Qingyi shook her head and said, "I didn't see that the child has internal strength. He seems to be relying on pure strength!"

A ray of light flashed in Elder Mu's eyes and said, "The natural divine power is probably...."

At this moment, Xiao Shitou suddenly turned around and saw Qingyi, and said in surprise: "Sister Suyi, you are back!"

Xiao Shitou held a few plums and ran to Qingyi, grinning and said, "Sister Suyi, eat... Hey, you are not Sister Suyi, why do you look so similar to Sister Suyi? Your pianos are the same!"

Qingyi and Elder Mu looked at each other, but they didn't expect that Xiao Shitou knew Suyi, and it was quite familiar to them, so they didn't blame them for being confused. After all, Suyi is the seven mystery in the world, and the entire world has a very high status, while Xiao Shitou looks like an ordinary farmer's child, and he can't match Suyi anyway.

Qingyi touched Xiao Shitou's head and asked, "Little brother, how could you know Sister Suyi?"

Xiao Shitou pouted, pondered for a while, and said, "Knowing means knowing. My brother said that Sister Suyi is an older sister, so Sister Suyi is an older sister."

Xiao Shitou didn't say clearly, but Qingyi understood it. Xiao Shitou knew Suyi because he had an older brother, so he asked, "Who is your brother?"

"Brother is brother..."

Before Xiao Shitou finished speaking, he suddenly saw something floating in the small river at the entrance of the village. He threw the plum in his hand to Suyi and ran over, shouting: "There are people in the river, and there are people in the river!"

Qingyi and the others rushed over, and saw a man who was ignorant of life and death floating over in the river, wearing a tattered cassock. He looked like a monk. Elder Mu stepped out and flew over the river to lift the monk out of the river.

It was an old monk with wrinkles on his face and a little bloated by water. A strand of white beard was also stuck together because it was wet with water. He had kind eyebrows and eyes. Qingyi squatted down, held the old monk's wrist, then shook his head gently, and said, "I'm no longer alive, I'm afraid I've been dead for several days!"

When the children saw the dead, they were so scared that they ran away. Only Xiaozhuer grabbed Xiaoshitou's hand tightly and hid behind Xiaoshitou and looked at it quietly. The other Qixiufang disciples present were all from the martial arts world, and they were used to life and death, and had no feelings.

However, Xiao Shitou did not respond at all, which surprised Qingyi and Elder Mu. Moreover, Xiao Shitou also patted Xiao Zhuer easily and said, "Xiao Zhuer, don't be afraid!"

Xiaozhuer hid behind Xiaoshitou, her face turned pale, and she held Xiaoshitou tightly, slowly eased a lot, nodded, and said, "Little Shitou, you will protect me, I'm not afraid!"

When Qingyi saw this scene, she smiled and couldn't help but see a figure of a person in her mind. She sighed a little, wondering if she would be treated like this one day by him.

Elder Mu also smiled slightly, turned around and said, "Such as Qingyi, first find a place to put the body in, and then send someone to inquire about it, see which temple this master is, and send him back!"

"good."

Qingyi stood up and was about to greet people, but saw Xiao Shitou walking towards the body. Xiao Zhuer pulled Xiao Shitou and whispered: "Little Shitou, don't go over, that... that's a dead person!"

Xiao Shitou bit his thumb in his mouth and muttered, "He is not dead, he is not dead!"

Walking to the old monk's body, Xiao Shitou rubbed his nose, and suddenly a scene of an old man touching his head appeared in his mind. Then he reached out and pointed a finger at the old monk's eyebrows. A holy light shone in the shocked gaze of Qingyi and others, and slowly merged into the old monk's body.

Just when that gloss appeared, some dead grass next to it actually turned out to be fresh and quickly became vibrant, as if washed by spring rain.

Elder Mu said in shock: "This...What a powerful breath of life!"

Qingyi said in confusion: "Uncle Mu, what kind of life breath?"

Elder Mu looked horrified and said, "This is an indescribable thing. It may be called Tao, but it doesn't feel very similar."

After clicking, Xiao Shitou took his hand back, scratched the back of his head, and stared at the old monk. After a while, the old monk's eyelids suddenly thrust, and then slowly opened his eyes. He saw a dark child squatting beside him and cheering.

The old monk sat up slowly, leaned against the tree trunk, looked around, then looked at Xiao Shitou, his face suddenly changed, and then he smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "It seems that fate has its own arrangements, but I didn't expect to be saved by you again."

Xiao Shitou bit his fingers, revealing two big white teeth, tilted his head, and said, "How did you know that I saved you?"

The old monk was kind-hearted and smiled on his face and became even more kind. He touched Xiao Shitou's head and said, "Because of fate," just as the old monk was about to stop, he was suddenly stunned and muttered, "No wonder such a powerful breath of life is not the way of life. It turns out that he is the successor of the senior Shuxian..."

The old monk suddenly fell silent, and after a while he said to himself: "Forget it, there is no one except the senior Book Fairy. When he was young, he was guided by senior Book Fairy, and when he was old, he met his disciples to save him. Is it true that fate? The way of heaven is impermanent, but there is reincarnation. Seniors are sincerely not to deceive me!"

Xiao Shitou felt strange. He didn't know why the old monk woke up and muttered alone. He stood up and said, "Grandpa Monk, come home quickly, I'm going home for dinner too!"

"Amitabha," the old monk suddenly stood up and said, "Since it's fate, it should be yours."

When Qingyi and others didn't react, the old monk suddenly took a step forward and instantly arrived in front of Xiao Shi Tou. At some point, he took out a golden pill in his hand. He put a palm on Xiao Shi Tou's head. Suddenly, the Buddha's light shining brightly. Suddenly, a series of Sanskrit sounds appeared in the air, as if the real Buddha came down to earth.

Elder Mu shouted: "Old monk, what are you doing?"

The sword was unsheathed and stabbed towards the old monk. However, when he just encountered the golden Buddha light, a powerful heaven and earth energy came out in turmoil, directly lifting Elder Wood away and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Qingyi hurriedly held Elder Mu, played the piano with one hand, and was about to take action.

But at this moment, the Buddha's light suddenly dissipated. The old monk put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, donor, I am very sorry!"

Qingyi looked like a torch, staring at the old monk, but found that the old monk was no different from an ordinary person, and Xiao Shitou stood next to the old monk, biting his fingers, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Chapter completed!