Amitabha?
Never heard of it.
Lu Hen Ge shook his head and waved away.
Lu Hen Ge's figure gradually disappeared in the crowd, and a young man's figure appeared beside the little monk, which immediately caused exclamations from the people around him.
This man was handsome, evil, and possessed a demonic charm. His appearance was too outstanding. Even Lu Hen Ge just now could not compare to him, and even Yao Bu Ruo was slightly inferior to him.
"He's here."
The young monk spoke.
The handsome man was a little surprised: "Why are you interested in him?"
The little monk shook his head, and his two big ears wiggled along with it, looking quite amused. "He's quite funny, isn't he?"
Hearing this.
The handsome man didn't understand: "I don't understand."
The young monk smiled, turned around and walked away slowly: "There are many things you don't understand. You just need to watch the flowers bloom and fall, and the fate that comes and goes."
The handsome man thought about it and chose to give up.
never mind.
Don’t think about things you can’t figure out.
He has never been one to make things difficult for himself.
The handsome man followed the little monk away.
Ding-ling-ling~
The handsome man had an exquisite jade plaque hanging around his waist, with a large character clearly engraved on it: Gu.
The other side.
Lu Hen Ge found a place to rest.
The Song family still has a good reputation, and people are willing to help them wherever they go.
In the room.
Lu Hen Ge looked at the black mud ball.
"Is this a relic?"
Lu Hen Ge pinched it.
A moment.
There was a layer of black mud on my hands.
Seeing this.
Lu Hen Ge threw the mud pill into the storage ring with disgust. After all, it was exchanged for an elixir. Even if it was a pile of shit, he would not throw it away easily.
However, Lu Hen Ge always felt that the little monk knew him, especially the way he looked at him, which was very wrong.
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