Hearing the monk mentioning the treasure of Buddhism, Qin Geng immediately thought of the broken Buddha bone relic that fell into Gu Jiuxiao's heart that day.
If he wanted to take the relic, he could only break Gu Jiuxiao's heart.
Qin Gentiana hurriedly raised his hand to stop them, the two of them came and went, and it was already a few tricks.
Her eyes were full of coldness, and she stared sharply at the white-clothed monk, "It is said that the monk is merciful, and it seems that it is nothing more than that!"
The white-clothed monk's face remained unchanged, his eyes showed no emotional fluctuations, he was cold and calm like a machine, "This little monk is not doing this to kill people, but to save people!"
Qin Gentiana was so annoyed that his attack became even more ruthless. The thin vine on his wrist, which had not yet fully healed, suddenly jumped towards the monk's face, "Joke, I've never seen a saying of digging out one's heart to save someone!"
The monk in white seemed to be taken aback, and hurriedly flew away. He looked at the thin vine standing up slightly on her wrist, and his expression changed slightly.
What a weird method, what a strange fate.
At first, he was attracted by the Buddha bone in Gu Jiuxiao's heart, but he didn't pay much attention to Gentiana Qin.
Now that I took a closer look at Gentiana Qin's face, I was shocked by her golden light of merit and half-body killing.
The white-clothed monk's eyes were full of disbelief, and when he wanted to take a step forward, he saw Qin Gentian vigilantly blocking Gu Jiuxiao, preventing him from taking another step.
He pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were clear, and he seemed to see through everything, "If the little monk guessed right, the Buddha bone in the heart of the benefactor exists to suppress your murderous evil, right?"
Qin Gentiana's heart moved slightly, but his expression remained calm, and he said flatly, "I don't understand the meaning of what the master said."
"The Buddha bone in his heart is peaceful and suppresses killing, but for some reason, the Buddha bone has been polluted, which can easily breed ambition deep in people's hearts and arouse people's sinful thoughts. If they are angry or murderous, the pain will be uncontrollable, and the madness will be severe. If they are not taken out in time, they may be in danger of life."
Seeing that Gentiana Qin's face remained unchanged and his eyes were too calm, the monk obviously didn't believe what he said, so he couldn't help sighing quietly, "Little Monk, Lianhua, will stay in the Hou Mansion for a few days. If the benefactor has any difficulties, you can come to Songbaiju to find the little monk."
After he finished speaking, he turned and left easily.
I am sure she will find him in the future.
Qin Gentiana didn't dare to let go, and when he left the Xiyuan, even his shadow disappeared, he felt relieved a little.
She turned around and helped Gu Jiuxiao up with great effort, but he was the weight of an adult man anyway, and finally moved him onto the bed with the help of Xiteng.
Qin Gentian saw that he was lying down with steady breathing, but just fell asleep, so he breathed a sigh of relief, then sat cross-legged on one side, and began to practice.
The grass in her heart seemed to have died after the night of the emperor's birthday banquet, and it lay paralyzed in her heart, not seeing it buzzing, not seeing it screaming loudly, which made Qin Gentiana extremely worried and unaccustomed. She tried to cultivate, attracting nearby life into her body to make offerings to it, but after some time passed, even the fine vines had regained some of their former greenness, and the grass in her heart was still motionless.
This made Qin Gentian feel uncontrollably dry.
South Vietnam thousands of miles away.
The imperial guards and Ouchi guards were scattered all over the country looking for people.
But they didn't know that the person they were looking for, one was in Dongyao, the other was holding a pot of orchids, his body seemed to be drawn by something, and he was heading towards Xirong.
The Taishanghuang seemed to be tireless and hungry.
Gradually, the brocade is stained with gray, the hair is covered with frost, and the eyebrows are covered with snow.
After a few days, he finally stopped in front of a family with orchids, his inflexible eyeballs turned around with difficulty, looked at the orchids in full bloom, and then at the pot of orchids in his arms, suddenly lost his temper, made a "ho ho ho" sound, and frantically pulled up the orchids that bloomed in this family.
"Which brat stole my flowers again!"
"Get out, I caught you, and if you don't see it, turn it over to your old man!"
It was obviously not the first time that the people in the room had encountered such a situation, they rushed out cursing, and grabbed the Taishanghuang's shoulders.
"Okay, let me catch you, look at me this time..."