The demon is also strange. He is familiar with magic. He is unpredictable. He becomes a beauty with a smile. He turns around and becomes an old man. He has a slow motion Pavilion and mansion on his left hand and a slow motion house on his right hand. But he doesn't have much use for eggs. He will eventually be hanged in a fancy way.

The monster said it was sad.

All things that are not normal are related to monsters. The hair water is caused by monsters, the disease and pestilence are caused by monsters, the earthquake is caused by monsters, and the fox spirit is the first to catch me when being caught in bed.

Monsters can be regarded as the model of backpan Xia, and no one can surpass them.

During the peach blossom period, Wuyou temple was also very busy. There was a steady stream of people enjoying the flowers. Literati and poets recited poems against peach blossom every day. It was better to listen to them.

Ning Shu saw Li Hui in the literary crowd. Li Hui's clothes were OK, but Ning Shu saw through his mental strength that the lining was a lot of patched clothes.

It's estimated that it's the best dress for him to wear on the outside.

Ning Shu can't help thinking of a word.

Li Hui's skin is delicate, white and tender. He is obviously a child of a poor family, but he is so delicate and tender.

Since childhood, dada is a person who doesn't do things very much. It seems that he is a person who doesn't understand others.

Although the face is rich and noble, the cheekbones are a little high and a little mean.

Mean and ungrateful.

Maybe Li Hui found that the client was a mountain monster, but he was relieved to accept the help of the client.

Maybe the client is willing to pay, not for return, but Lihui asked people to make her into a magic weapon. Even if she died, she would exploit, and death would not surpass life, which is a little chilling.

It's just a strange beast in the mountains.

*******All of them are scholars, and all of them are righteous.

Ning Shu's words, like those of other scholars, are concave in shape and want to highlight his holiness.

It's reasonable to say that there are many things that can be done in reading and literacy, such as writing letters to people, writing couplets on New Year's day, and living a living. But Li Hui feels very noble and does not do such things.

Every time there is such a banquet, Li Hui will be invited. After all, Li Hui is a little talented and can come to support the scene. If he is not invited, he will come himself.

Li Hui thinks it's an opportunity to broaden his contacts.

Taoyao is fascinated by Lihui's appearance. Taoyao changes his name to Taoyao when he reads something about Taoyao.

Like the last time someone wanted to pick flowers, Li Hui stopped it with a loud voice, which made Taoyao's liking for this scholar really explode. Although it's not good to be picked a bunch of flowers, this scholar really has a good heart.

Let's not talk about it.

After that, whenever Li Hui comes to Wuyou temple, Tao Yao will stare at Li Hui and remember all the poems he has made. It's just a little girl who is a fan and how handsome an idol looks.

Ning Shu yawned, and the air became dirty. She still waited for her to absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and did not know what time she could be split by lightning.

Ning Shu is watching Li Hui when he is bored. Li Hui is envied and lost when he sees the expression of his fellow scholars. His eyes are filled with deep resentment. Every time the client sees Li Hui, tao yao loves him very much. He is a talented man, but because of his family, there is no way to realize his recovery.

Ouch, it hurts.

Ningshu: →_ In fact, it's better if these people don't come, but the peach blossom forest of Wuyu temple is famous. If these literati and poets don't come, they will write poems and curse people at the gate of the temple.

This is the mouth and a pen of a scholar.

It's estimated that old monk Huiji has no choice. After all, Wuyou temple still depends on pilgrims.

Fortunately, when the flowers are gone and the peaches are finished, these literati poets will not come, or they think they are here to eat peaches.

Literati regard money as dirt, and they can't do such small things.

But Lihui didn't eat less peaches. They were all given by the client.

As a matter of fact, the consignor seldom eats anything, and eats something that is not light. Basically, he does not eat meat. As a half Buddhist disciple, the consignor does not kill animals.

sometimes sleeps in the night and absorbs the essence of the sun and moon, which is unavoidably seen by Li Hui.

Li Hui's success is inevitable. If he is ruthless, he will be deprived. As long as he can make his life better, he will remain calm even if he knows that the client is different from the ordinary person.

It's just that the client thinks people too well, and only a few words make her feel good.

To see a person's character, we need to see his actions. To say that money is a sin, to say that beauty is a curse, to say that the height is too cold, to climb. To say that smoking and drinking hurt the body, not to give up. To say that heaven is beautiful, not to go. The world is full of lies. To really see a person, we need to see his actions.

The sweet words are said without any effort when they are touched. They have no loss to themselves.To really want to give is to make action, not to enjoy your giving.

When these literati poets and pilgrims are gone, there will be a monk to clean the pavilion and the peach blossom forest that has been thrown garbage.

Every day, Huiji will go to the pavilion to chant sutras at fixed time. Ningshu thinks that Huimin monk is really a living Buddha. Every time he chants sutras, Ningshu feels that he has the power to rush into his body.

In order to be able to speed up the transformation, Ning Shu tried hard to absorb, hoping to be able to transform quickly.

Under the efforts of Ning Shu, in a dark night with a high wind, a loud thunder split, Ning Shu shined out.

Of course, the feeling of being split by thunder is called heartrending and lung splitting. It's painful to tear the soul apart, and it's painful when the whole body is electrified, and it's one after another. There's a feeling that you have to split her into ashes to give up.

Ningshu is rooted in the ground, and there is no place to hide. He can only endure all kinds of thunder robberies. Ningshu can only bite his teeth and bear them. He only hopes that the thunder robberies will pass quickly.

I dare not challenge Tianwei, in case I split myself to death.

The old monk Huiji came over with his clothes on. Looking at the thunder and lightning on the peach tree, Amitabha made a sound and began to recite sutras. The sound of Huiji's recitation made Ningshu a little more powerful.

Leijie's strength gradually weakened and dissipated. Ningshu felt that his body was full of strength again. Peach trees turned into his body, wearing a set of pink clothes.

Ning Shu touched his face, and finally he could walk around. He couldn't walk on the ground.

Ning Shu went to the old monk Huiji with his back and shouted, "little monk, no, old monk."

Huiji opened his eyes and saw Ningshu's face as peach blossom, with the same look.