Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Jian Baisan controlled his breath and pace, and quickly and silently approached the main entrance of the Buddhist hall.

Everyone in this family believes in Buddhism. The illegitimate son's courtyard is smaller than the young lady's. Behind the courtyard wall is the Buddhist hall.

Miss Chen's yard has a side door specifically opened in the middle of the Buddhist hall, so the distance between the two is very close.

It is precisely because of this that Master Jingyuan, who lives in the Buddhist hall, can hear the young lady's scream and rush there quickly.

The reason why Jian Baisan came here was because she felt that the murderer behind this incident was Jingyuan.

The reason for suspecting him is simple - when she was looking at the cat corpse in the Buddhist hall, she borrowed Dahuang's body again.

This time, she smelled something unusual.

In addition to the smell of many cats, she found that the wooden fish placed by Master Jingyuan on the incense table exuded the smell of Master Jingyuan and a strong fishy smell.

She maneuvered the rhubarb onto the table and smelled it carefully, and found that the strongest smell of raw fish came from the holes of the wooden fish.

The fishy smell is undoubtedly the most attractive to cats.

Someone stuffed raw fish meat into this hole very recently.

The owner of this wooden fish was deliberately luring the cats, perhaps to catch them.

Otherwise, what's the point of being a good monk and luring a cat? If you want to give a cat salvation, don't you have to ask its mother and father to come and watch it?

What's more, if you are a person with real cultivation, even if you are at the first level of Qi Refining, catching a cat is as simple as picking something out of a bag. It's not that Master Jingyuan is stronger than her that makes her unable to see through cultivation, but that he is simply

A mortal.

Regarding what happened to the shadow, how the cat was killed, and why he did this - after all, Jian Baisan was once a young master in a bandit's den. There is no need to think too much about this kind of thing, as long as he catches the person

,enough.

She slowly approached the Buddhist hall, but found that there were no lights in the Buddhist hall today - the ever-burning lamp was also turned off.

what happened?

Jian Baisan thought that Mrs. Chen's wife had said that he had magical powers. Maybe he had indeed obtained some magic weapons that mortals could control.

She held the knife in both hands and looked around.

When she looked up, she found a man sitting on the roof of the Buddhist hall, facing her sideways.

It's not a quiet circle.

He has very long hair, like black satin, spread on the gold tiles of the Buddhist hall, reflecting the cold moonlight like running water.

Is he the illegitimate child? His hair is pretty good, but sitting in the Buddhist hall in the middle of the night, he doesn't want to commit suicide, right?

Jian Baisan didn't have time to care about how he climbed up, and hurriedly shouted from below: "Come down quickly! I'll catch you, it's dangerous up there!"

Hearing her words, his body did not move, but the black satin suddenly made a gentle arc - he slowly turned his head.

The moment Jian Baisan saw his face clearly, the urge in his throat got stuck, and he felt a violent surge of energy and blood.

The spiritual energy in the body was like a fish on dry land. It lost all control in an instant and rushed wildly in the Dantian of the lower abdomen, bringing bursts of terrifying heat.

She recited the mantra silently and worked hard to circulate her spiritual energy, so that she could barely suppress this strange feeling.

Her brain tried her best to repeat the danger over and over again, but she couldn't move her eyes away from him, not even an inch -

There is such a beauty in the world.

Regardless of whether you are a man or a woman, when you see him, the only thought you can have is that you are willing to die for this person.

The man admired her appearance for a while, and then he was in a good mood and gently bent his sleepy eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

The purple cassock hanging loosely on his shoulders also slipped a little with this smile.

He raised the oval object in his hand towards her and asked, "I have wine here, why don't you come up and drink with me?"

Such a beauty deserves to carry a jar of wine in her hand.

However, Jian Baisan finally suppressed the strange spiritual energy turmoil, his brain was in chaos, and he was still confused.

Hearing this, she glanced at the height of the Buddhist hall and said blankly: "I can't handle a sword, so I can't go up."

Destroy the scenery.

The beauty in the Buddhist hall changed her posture, turned her whole body towards her, and smiled softly: "...I can come down."

As if Jian Baisan's chaotic mind suddenly reminded her of some unfinished responsibility, she blurted out: "You jump, I'll catch you."

After talking for a while, she turned a corner and realized something was wrong.

I don't know what this person's cultivation level is, but he must be more than one level higher than her.

If someone can get to such a high place, he must not be the illegitimate child.

Is it necessary to jump?

Is it necessary to pick it up?

The people in the Buddhist hall seemed to have no idea that the evil scenery would never end, and they fell silent.

"Ha," after a while, the man suddenly sneered and said, "The fake thing is so obvious that it's worth checking it out all day?"

The voice was too low and too soft, like a bright poisonous snake crawling past the ear.

Jian Baisan rubbed his ears and was stunned: "Huh?"

The man didn't bother to say any more, and suddenly stood up and said regretfully: "The moonlight is really beautiful tonight. It's a pity that I saw a jar of fake wine."

He glanced at Jian Baisan lightly and added: "What a fool."

He raised his hand and threw the "wine jar" to Jian Baisan, tapped it lightly with his bare feet, and walked away directly.

Before leaving, Jian Baisan seemed to hear a faint ringing sound.

But Jian Baisan has no time to care about this.

She lowered her head and glanced at the "wine jar" in her hand, and was so frightened that she immediately threw the thing away.

What kind of wine jar is this? This is clearly Master Jingyuan’s head that never rests in peace!

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