As a stand-in, he ran away in a vest.

Secretly, Yin Jinchi looked at the Buddhist scripture pavilion in the temple surrounded by three or two monks, how could he give up such a great opportunity?

Although he knew their deeper residence, but now that there was no blood mist, Yin Jinchi couldn't enter the barrier in a short time, and he couldn't attack by force.

Just vent your anger on this little bald donkey first.

Yin Jinchi wore the same brocade clothes as ordinary people in the world, and went up to the temple on the top of the mountain.

The Buddha statue is located high in the main hall, and the lit incense is lingering on the top of the clouds. Compared with the lively main hall, the place where the Buddhist scriptures are located is remote and quiet, but...Yin Jinchi clenched his hands tightly and had to give up going to the Buddhist scriptures to kill That little bald donkey vented his anger.

The Buddha statue is tall, closing its eyes and looking down at the sentient beings who came to pray.

The main hall of Jialan Temple, as the place where Buddhist cultivators are located, even if it is Waijialan, there are many people coming and going, and they never say let it go.

Yin Jinchi turned around and left this place.

Before, he was lurking below, and he also came up to burn incense, but this time, the murderous aura on his body was not so strong, but he felt like a heavy stone on his body!

Jialan Temple!

It seems that this is not as easy as I imagined.

Yin Jinchi, who was in the crowd, looked in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion and groaned inwardly.

so what?I don't believe that there is such pressure around that little bald donkey as in this hall.

In the illusion, for the past two days, Bai Shixin and Kong Fan played together in various parts of Longnonghai, while Zhou Jing closed the door in Changfeng Town, using all his energy to control the two vests.

Han Chigu followed behind the two of them, in case something happened.At the same time, I took a good look at all kinds of things and his little expressions when Jing Zhe was young.

On the table in Zhou Jing's room, there was an extra picture scroll spread out. There were only a few strokes on the paper. It was the young Bai Shixin who he occasionally controlled two vests in the past two days. In his spare time, he wanted to draw.

Bai Shixin and Kong Fan are now holding hands, choosing an empty room.After this period of illusion images, Kongfan knew that this guy, he just wanted to sneak out to play again now.

But this time, it wasn't.

Bai Shixin mysteriously dragged Kong Fan to an empty room, and then took out a small wooden box.

This box is square, with the same length and width, and the length is roughly the distance between Kong Fan's two fists.

"Kongfan, look."

What are you looking at?this box?

"What's in this box?"

Kong Fan was very puzzled.

Bai Shixin grinned: "I asked for this from my mother last night. I thought about it, and I don't know why. I thought he was very suitable for you, so I wanted to give it to you as a present."

Bai Shixin pushed the box towards Kong Fan: "Open it and have a look."

Kong Fan lowered his head and opened the box.The inside of the box was opened, and there was an oval-shaped egg with a slight chill in front of it.

"Snapped--"

With a blank expression on his face, Kong Fan quickly closed the box.