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"Master, you're very polite. I wonder if you've got me here, what's the important thing?" Cong Sheng smiled slightly, with an easy-going tone, but he became more and more wary in his heart.
This same throbbing is too mysterious. If he and Yu Shuo hadn't practiced together, and the feeling when their souls intersect would not be fake, Cong Sheng would definitely doubt Yu Shuo first.
Thinking of the subtle opposition between this man being a monk and his own identity as a demon, Cong Sheng thought of whether this man had used some strange spell or something, which blurred his feelings.
Don't blame him for being cautious, what kind of bad guy has the word "bad" written on his face these days? Cong Sheng, who had just been tricked, felt uneasy and kind-hearted when he saw everyone, and assumed the worst thoughts about people.
Even if this monk smiles like the kindest person,
"It's nothing important," the monk in white shook his head with a gentle expression, "I just saw the donor from the crowd. The poor monk was fascinated by the donor's grace and wanted to make friends with him."
If someone else said this, it would definitely make people think that this person is just trying to strike up a conversation and is not very clever. But under the gentle and calm words of the monk in white, people felt like a spring breeze, and their hearts were doubled with honor.
"I and the master are not from the same path. As the saying goes, people with different paths cannot conspire against each other. Since there is nothing to do, then we will never see each other again."
Cong Sheng didn't dare to get along with such a person too much. The personality charm was too great. If he got along too much, he would probably be influenced by the scene. It was too beautiful, so let's forget it.
Cong Sheng turned around and left, walking around in the crowd several times before stopping. The enlightened monk wouldn't have followed him even after being rejected unceremoniously, right? He doesn't look like someone who would do such a thing.
As soon as he walked into a restaurant and sat down, asking the waiter to bring him good wine and food, Cong Sheng used his consciousness to talk to the plane trading system.
"System, how many coins do I owe you?"
System: "5431890 bit coins, Master."
Heavily in debt, thinking that his nine-digit plane currency has now become a negative number, Cong Sheng feels desolate in his heart. If he can't, he has to collect items, but what is the rarest item in this plane
"System, which items are the best to sell in this world?"
System: "Embroidery, calligraphy and painting, jade and porcelain are all very easy to sell. There are many high-tech plane businessmen who like these. Of course, host, you can use another item to repay my plane currency. I discovered this world There are many energy stones, such as the inner elixirs cultivated in monster bodies, which contain huge energy. Master, you can collect them to pay off the debt."
"The demon core is also useful to you?" Cong Sheng knew from the vague memory of possession that demons can also eat the inner elixirs of other demons to increase their demonic power. However, the demon king has set rules that do not allow the demons to kill each other without hatred. Seize the inner elixir, and the demon power properties of different inner elixirs are slightly different. If you swallow too much, the demon power will be mixed and impure, and the body will eventually explode. Therefore, this cultivation method is not the choice of many monsters, but there are also monsters who like to take shortcuts and choose this method.
It was mentioned in the book that Luo Shui used this method to quickly increase his demonic power after his rebirth. As for how to harmoniously integrate different demonic powers in the body, it was not mentioned in the book. Anyway, until the end, there was no problem with the heroine's body.
It's not like Cong Sheng has never thought of using this method to increase her demonic power. After all, the temptation of this convenient method is still great.
Even at this moment, Cong Sheng was still excited, why not give it a try? Anyway, just give it a try and see. Maybe there is a way to find a way to fuse the demon power? He still has the system.
System: "Yes, I use plane coins in exchange for energy to support the operation of the system, but I found that this world also has energy available to us."
"I see."
He is not a good person anyway. Cong Sheng picked up the cup and lowered his eyes to cover the murderous look in his eyes.
"Donor, it's not good to have such murderous intent."
Rolling his eyes secretly, Cong Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at the white-robed monk opposite, silently swallowing the tea in his throat. Fortunately, he had experienced many storms and waves and was not frightened by this incident╭(╯^╰)╮
"Why didn't the system remind me that this person appeared?" All this happened in front of him, and he didn't notice it at all. Cong Sheng looked at the white-clothed monk Chuchen's smile across from him and silently asked the system. Cong Sheng had already asked the system to pay attention to the situation around him at all times. This time, this person was already sitting across from him, but the system did not make a sound.
"... Master, the person came too fast. He had already sat down before I had time to prompt him. However, he is not hostile to the master." The system's voice seemed a little aggrieved.
"It's not the way of a gentleman to come uninvited." Cong Sheng couldn't help but sarcastically said, but his expression didn't seem to mind, he was very calm and peaceful.
"The poor monk is a monk." The monk in white clasped his palms together in front of his chest and smiled very gently. There was no hint of the rogueness in his words.
Looking at a certain monk in white clothes who came out of the dust, with a gentle smile, still like an immortal hanging from the sky, Cong Sheng once again chanted in his mind, "You should not judge a person by his appearance."
"I'm not rich." Cong Sheng, who was choked, said, "Monk, I won't treat you to free meals. You have to pay for them yourself."
"I'm here to invite you." The white-robed monk smiled, with lotuses blooming behind him, and a holy light shining on his head. Cong Sheng lowered his eyes to show that he was going blind.
"The poor monk's Dharma name is Mingxin."
star? Cong Sheng smiled, although he soon knew it was Mingxin.
Ming Xin looked at Cong Sheng's cheerful eyebrows with an indifferent expression. The Buddha beads that were being rotated in her hands slowed down for a moment without the owner noticing, although they soon returned to normal.
You can always encounter classic scenes of teasing in restaurants. If the person being teased is not them, Cong Sheng will be happy to eat with such anecdotes.
But Cong Sheng was unhappy when others regarded it as an anecdote.
"My father is the governor of Youzhou. As long as you follow me and take care of the popular food, aren't you better than being a monk?" The handsome young master looked at Cong Sheng and Ming Xin. He wandered back and forth, looking extremely satisfied.
"Amitabha, today the poor monk turned into an angry-eyed Vajra, the Buddha will not blame him." Mingxin stood up calmly, and then swept the dandy out of the restaurant without any fuss.
Cong Sheng looked at Ming Xin with his hands and feet dumbfounded. He knew once again that this person was definitely a tough guy. He was never so compassionate on his face. He even had to use a name before taking action. He was so ruthless and ruthless. This contrast... It sounds a bit cute.
Cong Sheng is afraid of the kind of monks who are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and chant sutras to make people upset.
However, Cong Sheng was obviously relieved. In the evening, he knew that he could not escape the demon who would be chanted by the monk.
Of course, we’ll talk about this later.
After Ming Xin took action, Cong Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at a certain monk who was still looking like a Buddha holding flowers, and said with a smile: "Monk, why are you in such a hurry to take action? Are you afraid that I will strike too hard?"
"The donor misunderstood. The poor monk was afraid that the donor would be too tired."
"Oh~" Cong Sheng's eyes were a little surprised. This monk... was teasing him
Looking at the monk in white who still had an elegant expression, he looked indifferent as if the words just now did not come from his own mouth.
Just when Cong Sheng was about to say something else, the waiter was already carrying a huge tray and began to serve the food. He looked at Ming Xin with a respectful expression, and he was followed by a shopkeeper with a flattering expression.
"Master, please taste these vegetarian dishes. Master can come to Handian today to make the store shine. I hope these vegetarian dishes are to your liking."
Cong Sheng was a little amused by the look of you eating whatever you wanted without paying for it, but Mingxin was very calm, she raised her palms and nodded slightly to the shopkeeper: "Please add this guest's food money to the poor monk's account. "
When the shopkeeper heard this, he was very busy and said, "Master, you are exaggerating. How can I accept your money? The master is an expert. It is the shop's honor to dine in the shop. Master, please don't say that. Mr. People are devout believers.”
The horrified shopkeeper and the waiter who had served the dishes neatly trotted down. Cong Sheng watched Mingxin pick up the chopsticks and slowly soak them in hot water, then took out a plain white handkerchief to wipe off the water stains, and handed it over with a smile. To Cong Sheng.
Cong Sheng didn't delay, took it and started to use it, specializing in meat dishes such as chicken thighs, beef, goose feet, etc., and started eating with the enthusiasm of craving for the person opposite.
Ming Xin repeated the action of washing the chopsticks just now, and then quickly and accurately aimed at the tenderest chicken, the freshest beef, and the richest goose feet and ate them one by one in the order in which Cong Sheng dropped the chopsticks.
"After wine and meat passed through the intestines, did the Buddha stay in his heart?" Cong Sheng paused with his chopsticks, looked at Ming Xin, who still looked calm and gentle, and then finished the last sentence, "If people in the world imitate me, it will be like entering the devil's path."
"I'm not as good as hell, who will go to hell?" Mingxin said calmly after taking a sip of wine.
Cong Sheng expressed his admiration and was no one else's tough talker, so he raised the wine glass in his hand and toasted Ming Xin.
After drinking and eating, Cong Sheng walked slowly with a full belly, followed by a monk in white, but Cong Sheng didn't care.
But people all over the street were attracted by these two people, one in white and one in black, equally handsome. Black clothes are flamboyant, white clothes are restrained; black clothes are charming, white clothes are handsome. When two people with completely different temperaments appear at the same time, the visual tension brought about is 11 greater than 2.
It's just that one is evil and the other is elegant. They are not the same people no matter how they look at each other. But when they walk together, they form a world of their own, a world that no one can blend into.