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The tall monk saw Xiao Qi from afar. At that time, Xiao Qi was wearing a tattered white dress, wiping her mucus and drooling.

When the High Monk saw Xiao Chen, his bright eyes lit up. Facing Xiao Qi, he very respectfully bowed, clasped his hands, and left without saying a word.

When the abbot heard about this, he personally went down the mountain to find Xiao Qi and meaningfully said, "Amitabha, in this abbot's opinion, this child is very intelligent and is fated to be with me. Why don't you follow me up the mountain and shave off the buddha."

Of course, Xiao Qi was extremely happy.

When you go up the mountain and become a monk, you have food and shelter.

Thus, he became a monk, officially becoming the only monk in the monastery, with the exception of the abbot. The Codex was displeased.

Ten years had passed, yet the little monk's wisdom did not show up. It was said that he could not even understand the simplest Buddhist scriptures, and even the old abbot had given him up.

How could he prove that Ruo Lan wasn't a demon? How could he save her?

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see.

At this moment, he forgot that he didn't have any mana.

According to the teachings of the old abbot's master, he used his will to gather energy.

Very quickly, the monk was enveloped in a golden light.

A lotus seat appeared under him as he slowly floated above the lotus seat, hovering in mid-air.

As his golden light enveloped the area, the previously cloudless blue sky turned dark in an instant. Black clouds rolled and thunder roared, as if warning the heavens.

When the surrounding crowd saw this, they were greatly shocked.

It was unknown who kneeled down first as he chanted, "We pay our respects to the High Monk, we pay our respects to Buddha …"

As a result, a large number of people kneeled down.

At the top of the mountain.

Jun Wu You's usually calm face couldn't help but flicker with surprise when he saw this.

He secretly used his magic to check and found that the young monk had only failed to activate his magic power. If given enough time …

Jun Wu Zhi took back his magic power and pondered for a moment, his lips curled up in a cold smile.

In the fire that blotted the sky, Ruo Lan blankly stared at Xiao Qi. She looked at the little monk with delicate features, sitting in the center of the crowd and looking at Jin Lian. Her heart was filled with warmth.

Little Seven, it's not in vain that I kept stealing wine for you to drink. It's not in vain that I called you Big Brother Little Seven.

On the horizon, rain began to fall.

Jun Wu Yi raised his head amidst the drizzling rain, and caught a glimpse of the rain above his head, which seemed to be showing signs of stopping.

Looking at the little monk, he seemed to be gradually losing his mana.

The rain fell on the burning pyre and only temporarily weakened the fire.

Jun Wu Yi didn't hesitate any longer. He flew into the clouds and used his magic to borrow the rain.

A monk and a devil. A magic technique was used to guide them. A magic technique was used to compel them. The rain suddenly became heavier.

The rain fell down from the sky, and all of it fell to one place — —

Roran tied to a wooden pillar.

Heavy rain poured down in torrents.

The fire soon died down, and Roran was soaked.

Rain fell from her hair, dripping onto the ground. She was struck so hard that she couldn't open her eyes.

In the rain, there seemed to be tears mixed in.

When Ruo Lan tried to open her eyes, she was shocked to find that the crowd was all dumbstruck.

Their clothes were still as dry as before.

Everyone, including the Daoist Priest Guo Dafu invited, was dumbfounded.

In midair, the handsome young monk seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light.

He slowly opened his eyes, and within his clear pupils, a boundless radiance seemed to surge out.

The clear voice was like the voice of Buddha from the west as he said indifferently, "Now, do you believe that she isn't a demon?"

He slowly landed on the ground and stood up. He looked at the Daoist Priest with a smile and asked, "Who said that she was a demon?"

The Taoist had only done so because he had accepted Guo Dafu's money, but seeing that his mana was so high, he immediately felt guilty.

Under the angry stares of the crowd, he reached out his hand to Guo Dafu, "Him! He was the one who gave me the silver and told me to call this girl a demon! "Guo Dafu, I won't take the silver back, so don't look for me for this!"

With that, the Taoist fished out some silver from his robes and threw it in front of Guo Dafu. He then turned around and ran off, disappearing without a trace.

Guo Dafu's face was liver-colored, and everyone else had regained their composure as they looked at him with disdain.

Guo Dafu saw that something was amiss, he had no other choice but to give a cold humph and prepare to leave with a dark face.

Aunt Fatty, Aunt Zhang, and the others had untied Ruo Lan long ago.

Ruo Lan was already soaked to the skin. She looked like a drowned chicken, but she said coldly, "Guo Dafu, do you want to just leave like that?"

Guo Dafu snorted and turned around. The moment he opened his mouth, his fat face quivered, "Miss Hua, you've already killed my son. Even if you're not a demon, you still have to take responsibility!"

Ruo Lan wiped the water off her face. "Alright then, let's go to the yamen!" "Guo Dafu, just you wait, you incite the people, create rumors, and maliciously slander me, saying that I'm a witch!"

Guo Dafu's face turned ugly. He wanted to say more words, but when he saw the crowd glaring at him, he turned around and walked away, afraid of angering the crowd.

Only then did Ruo Lan let out a breath of relief. She turned around and looked at the scolding girl who was smiling at her. Without caring about anything else, she stumbled towards him.