Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

  Chapter 2968 Holy monk's lotus essence (64)

  The dark shadow spread upwards little by little.

  A pair of pale hands condensed from the darkness, stretched out from the black shadow.

  The strangely beautiful fingers moved forward slowly.

  The boy sat on the futon, frowning lightly between his brows, as if feeling something, the cinnabar between his brows became brighter again.

   That finger was about to touch his face.

  Suddenly, another hand firmly grabbed the hands from the darkness.

   "Hey, do you know who it belongs to? Dare to touch it?"

  The girl's indifferent voice carried a hint of laziness.

  Ning Chen opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, and he saw the hands born from the darkness, being held tightly by the girl, and the girl with the power of purification, white shattered light appeared on the fingertips.

   is the light produced after purifying the dark air.

  Bai Weiwei finished purifying the hand that only came to harass the monk, and then blew on her fingers to blow off the white broken light that had been purified from them.

  The light of the stars falling to the ground is extremely beautiful.

  Bai Weiwei took a quick look and saw Ning Chen staring at her quietly.

  She immediately raised a smile, "Monk, have you found the monster here?"

  Where they are now is not Wanwan Temple.

   It is a temple thousands of miles away from Wanwan Temple.

  There are no monks presiding over this temple anymore.

   I heard that the incense here was good.

  But three years ago, the pilgrims here began to disappear.

   Missed to the end, no one dared to come here.

   And the temple is declining day by day.

   Until it turned into such a dilapidated appearance.

  The monks and abbots in the temple did not know when they disappeared.

   It may be a demon, so I reported it to Wanwan Temple.

  Wanwan Temple has many things to deal with every day.

   Demons are everywhere.

  Although Taoism helps to share.

   But it is mainly the responsibility of Buddhism and Taoism.

  Every time Ning Chen came out of retreat, he dealt with the big demon in the Demon Subduing Tower, the big demon.

  Things outside the temple, if not too serious to handle.

  He will not come out.

   Just like the matter of this small temple, it can be resolved by handing it over to other monks.

  But... there is a little demon around me who wants to practice.

  Ning Chen cut off such a task and brought out the essence of six unclean little lotus flowers that he likes to look in the mirror every day because he doesn’t read the scriptures well.

  He slowly raised his eyes, looking at the beams of the dilapidated temple roof.

   On the beam, bloodstains can be seen faintly.

   It seems that something dragged the prey up and ate it, causing blood to fall down the beam.

  Old blood stains.

   Not recent.

  Ning Chen lowered his eyes faintly, and the temple still smelled of incense accumulated over the years.

  In this kind of place, the incense used to be strong.

   It shouldn't be easily invaded by monsters.

  If it was a big demon, it wouldn't be so secretive.

  He pondered for a moment, then glanced sideways at Bai Weiwei beside him.

  She was bored and sat on the futon beside her, lowering her head and drawing on the ground with a wooden branch.

  Ning Chen glanced indifferently, and his eyes paused.

  She is writing.

  —Ning Chen.

  A lot of Ning Chen.

  The boy looked at it for a while, then blinked slowly, his tongue was a little dry.

   She seemed to have noticed his gaze, and immediately took the branch and wiped all the writing on the ground.

  Then pretended to be nonchalant and said: "Monk, can't you find out? Could it be a very powerful demon?"

  Ning Chen looked at her indifferently for a while, then shook his head calmly, "There is no demonic aura, or the aura can only be noticed at night."

  Some monsters will only reveal the residual breath at night.

  (end of this chapter)