Chapter 65 The Little Monk of Zhengjue Temple (Please Collect! Please Recommend!)

The hands from the depths of the mound were covered with blood and dirt, and there were several large bumps on the bald head.

"Benefactor, I really don't have the Yi Jin Jing." A murmured voice came from the mound.

Wang Sheng's eyes were strange. This was a monk. He let go of Nie Xiaoqian temporarily, picked up the dead middle-aged man's knife and dug open the mound of dirt. A figure slowly appeared, wearing a yellow monk's robe that was filthy stained with mud and blood.

"My little monk really doesn't have the Yi Jin Jing." As if seeing the light, he slowly raised his head.

It was Wang Sheng who also had a bald head. The monk was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes in disbelief, two lines of tears burst out of his eyes, he opened his mouth to speak but was suddenly choked up and unable to speak.

Wang Sheng pushed aside the rest of the surrounding soil, and the monk's body was completely exposed. Seeing that the monk was still choking, he coughed dryly, "Dare to ask where the senior brother is, and what happened."

"Small, little monk, this little monk is not a senior brother." The monk tried his best to hold back his tears, and wiped his face with his hands indiscriminately, "Little monk Zhishan in Zhengjue Temple has met my senior brother, thank you for saving my life." He kept wiping his face while talking. Tears on the face.

Zhengjue Temple! Wang Sheng was stunned. He looked down at the monk. He was short in stature, with an immature voice, and the monk's clothes on his body seemed a bit bulky. Although his face was disfigured by tears, he could still see the youthfulness on it.

"The Zhengjue Temple you mentioned is the Zhengjue Temple where the Fourth Patriarch Daoxin resides." Wang Sheng felt a little strange.

The monk was taken aback, he looked up at Wang Sheng, "Brother knows about our Zhengjue Temple." Then he choked up and said, "Brother is right, it is the Zhengjue Temple founded by Patriarch Daoxin that year."

It's really a coincidence that it is really the Zhengjue Temple founded by Master Daoxin.

Although he knew that this was Zhengjue Temple in another time and space, and had nothing to do with Journey to the West, Wang Sheng still felt a little strange.

"Master, senior brother, where's the villain?" The monk remembered the man who wrapped himself up and threatened himself to hand over the Yi Jin Jing, and before he could answer, he saw a middle-aged man who was cut in half on one side, with his mouth wide open , stammeringly said: "Master, brother, did you kill him?" He looked at Wang Sheng and suddenly flinched a little.

Now that Wang Sheng saw that this was just a young monk who had not experienced much in the world, he shook his head and stood up, "No." Suppressing the strange feeling that the other party was also from Zhengjue Temple, Wang Sheng calmed down, and he looked around without looking around. People, this area is still wild.

He frowned slightly, "Brother, are you alone? Why did that person arrest you before?"

The little monk hadn't recovered from the image of the brutal corpse, and instinctively felt that it was the middle-aged man Wang Sheng killed, and he was still a little scared.

"Small, little monk and his master and brothers were separated because of the attack. The little monk was caught by that man and wanted the Yi Jin Jing, but I, I don't have the Yi Jin Jing at all." The little monk had a tendency to choke up again as he spoke.

Sure enough, he was alone, and in this wilderness.

"Junior brother can have a place to go alone."

The little monk hesitated and said: "Maybe Master and the others will come to look for the little monk. If the senior brother is in a hurry, don't worry about the little monk. The little monk is fine by himself." The little monk was very smart and understood what Wang Sheng meant.

Wang Sheng really didn't want to take the little monk on the road. He didn't have much time left. Even if he went to Shaolin to find the Black Mountain old demon, he still didn't know how to rescue the pagoda tree demon grandma from him. Now he just took one step at a time.

But throwing this little monk alone in this wilderness, especially the red giant pincers that killed the middle-aged man just now, without a trace, this place seems very dangerous.

Moreover, his master and senior brother were also attacked, so they might not have survived.

After thinking about it, he looked at the little monk, "There is an official road three hundred miles away, I can send you there, your master and the others may be there too." After all, with the name of Zhengjue Temple, I still feel different , if you take this little monk along the way, it will be fine.

"A lot, thank you, brother." The little monk didn't show much gratitude and excitement. He unconsciously glanced at the body that had been divided into two parts, and said with a little fear: "But if Master and the others can't find the little monk when they come back, they will be impatient. of."

It seems that because of the corpse, he has become wary of Wang Sheng, a Buddhist disciple.

Wang Sheng felt a little helpless.

At this time, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Nie Xiaoqian staring at the little monk with a strange expression on his face, and seemed to notice something different. Seeing his attention, Nie Xiaoqian smiled at him and said nothing.

Wang Sheng frowned and let out his spiritual sense to scan the little monk from top to bottom, but still couldn't see any problem.

"You really want to wait for your master here." He asked.

The little monk nodded hesitantly.

Wang Sheng shook his head, others refused blindly, he could not force the young monk away.

But at this time, the little monk suddenly shook his head vigorously, blinking his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep, and then his feet softened and fell directly to the ground.

Wang Sheng stretched out his hand to support him, and found that the young monk was pale, his eyes were closed and he had passed out.

"He's frightened, and the fatigue of his body that is slightly relaxed now makes it hard for him to resist." Nie Xiaoqian said softly.

Wang Sheng didn't answer, he helped the little monk up, now it seems that he must take the little monk with him.

He turned around and glanced at Nie Xiaoqian. Nie Xiaoqian sighed slightly and stepped forward consciously.

Holding the little monk in his arms and Nie Xiaoqian in one hand, Shenzutong disappeared in place.

He obviously felt a lot of effort with the two of them, and it would take more energy to maintain the original speed of running Shenzutong, but in order to save time, he still had no intention of slowing down.

And at the same time, he kept scanning the little monk's whole body with his consciousness. He did not forget Nie Xiaoqian's weird expression before, but after several scans, he really couldn't see anything wrong with the little monk.

Could it be that he was overthinking, he brought the little monk along because he was a disciple of Zhengjue Temple, and he also wanted to see what secrets this little monk had.

He looked at Nie Xiaoqian, and found that Nie Xiaoqian seemed to be used to being carried by him like this, with her eyes closed and her face calm.

After so many hours passed, Wang Sheng suddenly stopped, and a shed appeared not far in front of him. There were a few horses parked beside the shed, and a few figures were drinking tea under the shed.

Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes, it seems that the official road is coming soon, and there are more pedestrians, this place is no longer in the wild.

"How about stopping and resting for a while, just to get some news." Nie Xiaoqian opened her eyes and said suddenly.

Before he could answer, an aura-filled voice came from the arbor in the distance.

"Great master who dares to ask where, it is better to rest here."

Wang Sheng saw with his spiritual sense that it was a young man in brocade clothes who was speaking, holding a folding fan in his hand. At this moment, he stood up and arched his hands towards him.

Wang Sheng let go of Nie Xiaoqian's collar, clasped his hands together and said in a loud voice: "You are very kind, benefactor." As he spoke, he and Nie Xiaoqian walked towards the arbor.