The Royal Princess Fox

As soon as he looked up and saw that there was no one in front of him, the old man gave a meaningful smile and turned and left his sleeve.

Later, she used all the savings of herself and Ye Xingyu and borrowed a lot of silver to compensate for all the losses of people whose houses collapsed innocently within a radius of one hundred miles. As a result, she was confined by her father to her palace for a month. Long.

Later, the old man finally couldn't bear to waste her own talent with her peculiar bones, and came to the door again and gave her advice against her wishes.

Although she didn't want to, how could the meaty fragrance in her mouth be pushed out again? Just treat it as the old man to make up for her loss!

But she didn't expect her martial arts to be promoted a lot. She asked dozens of guards with good martial arts to attack her with only one move. The guards that she could not beat before were all down now, so that she could be honest. Shocked.

For this reason, she had the idea of ​​worshiping that beggar as a teacher.

But... the old man actually said that he was just mentioning her. There are special conditions for apprenticeship?

"Old man, do you have to go through an expedition in the desert of death to become your apprentice?"

"Yes, this is the old man's test for every apprentice. As long as you pass the test, you can become the old man and my best apprentice."

"Well, what if I just go in, I will definitely be your most proud apprentice."

"Haha, kids can't speak big words, let's wait until you do it, then come and tell me!"

...

Until another eight years later, I was told by the senior brother that if you want to be a teacher, you don't need to enter the desert where no one lives. Master's purpose at that time was to retreat from the difficulties and take the initiative to give up the teacher. Thought, she didn't intend to let her apprentice a teacher. After hearing the news, she was very angry. She picked up the sword and was about to enter Master's Xiaoyao Valley. It was only after Jin Qicai's persuasion that she dispelled this idea.

Later, I thought that I didn't have any loss, and I was relieved, but every time I saw the master, I would ridicule him.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Ye Xingtong listened intently to the abnormalities in the surrounding environment, and the coachman followed Ye Xingtong cautiously.

The coachman covered his ears and tried his best not to hear abnormal sounds. He flapped his upper and lower lips for a long time before making a sound. He trembled and asked: "Girl, when will I get out of this wild forest, except for the patches around. The tall and gloomy trees have nothing, and from time to time there are a few weird weird calls, so scary!"

Ye Xingtong glanced at him: "Didn't you say that there are a few ruined temples that are idle on the way?"

The coachman shuddered and replied in a serene manner: "Yes, I remember there was a ruined temple nearby, but I can't see the surrounding environment, and I don't know where I am now."

Ye Xingtong didn't answer any more, and the two of them continued to wander aimlessly in an environment where there was only a faint strange sound in the distance.

The coachman was boring, stopped talking, and followed silently behind.

Finally, the effort paid off, and at the end of the intersection, a dilapidated temple appeared in front of him.

Walking into the temple, a dusty breath came, causing Ye Xingtong and the coachman to cover their mouths and cough violently. The temple fell into disrepair for a long time, and the upper-level statues had long since turned out of shape, except for the slightly better one in the middle. The nose and eyes of the statues on both sides have been disrepaired due to age, and the outline can be barely seen. Even the arms and legs have been broken off. In the dark night It looks very strange and terrifying, especially the Maitreya Buddha statue in the middle, with a pair of eyes shining from the Buddha, piercing the heart and lungs and piercing people's hearts.

It’s strange to say that after they entered the ruined temple, they seemed to be isolated from all noises, and could no longer hear any weird sounds and wailing sounds. Vaguely, it seemed that only the voice of crickets faintly sounded, and the surrounding suddenly became quiet. Almost terrible.

Ye Xingtong seemed to be okay and had to let the coachman pick up some firewood and burn it. He cleaned up a clearing and found a clean rag cushion and sat down to rest.

There was some doubt in her heart. Was she a wrong decision to escape the marriage this time?

I don't know if it was her illusion. It seems that since the day she escaped from marriage after rebirth, things seemed to be different, and it wasn't just a certain time that this strange thought would have occurred.

Forget it, Binglai will block the water and cover the earth. Would she fall down once Ye Xingtong on Jin Qicai again?

No, she fell down in one place, and next time, she would level that place so that it would never have the opportunity to do evil again and completely eradicate all suspicious factors.

In this life's rebirth, she will only decide on her own, and no one can stop her and hurt her.

She will not marry Jin Qicai again, and will endure the pain of the last life.

The coachman endured great fear, closed his eyes, bit his scalp and fumbled for some firewood from the door, and quickly ran into the temple, lit the firewood, lit it with flint, and muttered: "Grandpa Buddha, the little one borrows your place for use when he is desperate. Don't worry about the little one! After the little one returns home, he will definitely give you a high incense and kowtow. The little one will worship Buddha himself. Younger sons and wives will also follow the Buddha. You have a large number of adults, and the prime minister can hold a boat in his belly. You must not look for small things..."

The dim light of the fire illuminates the disastrous ruined temple, and the looming shadows are printed on the Buddha statues, floating around and floating around.

The coachman finished his chanting, stood up, and was about to walk inside. When he saw the eyes of Maitreya Buddha in the middle, he felt as if he was afraid of ten thousand arrows. The Buddha was an evil spirit in the dark night, and he screamed loudly. I accidentally saw the cruel and terrifying appearance of the two entourages beside him with broken arms and legs, and the fear in his heart was even worse, his legs and feet trembled, paralyzed on the ground.

He kept waving his hands and screamed: "There are ghosts! There are ghosts! Don't eat me, don't eat me, I am not tasty, I have a thick skin, please, please, ghost brother, little The meat is really not delicious. I haven’t had a bath for several months. I will get sick after you eat it. Let me go, let me go..."

Ye Xingtong took out the cakes that had been wrapped long ago from her arms, opened it, took a sip, and said casually: "Where are there so many ghosts in this world? Some people are afraid at any time if they have ghosts in their hearts. What a ghost!"

She hired a carriage to save trouble. Who knew that the carriage driver was a mentally retarded coward, a mutilated statue, and made him pee in fright.

Knowing this, I bought a horse on the way.

The coachman suddenly heard a familiar voice in panic and trembling, and his heart suddenly settled down. The little girl’s voice seemed to have an inexplicable reassuring power, making people inexplicably willing to believe in him, forcing himself to open his eyes and look at the voice. The owner looked at the surrounding environment in the temple under the firelight, closed his eyes when he scanned the **** statue, and asked in a low voice: "Girl, is there really a ghost?"

"For yourself, I am here, whether it is a god, a ghost, or a human being, nothing can take you away, so you can stay here for one night with peace of mind, and you will go home as soon as it is light tomorrow." Ye Xing Hitomi gave the driver a bag of things: "Eat, don't be intimidated by what is on the surface, you are just scared by the fear in your heart, as long as there are no obstacles in your heart, the obstacles will naturally not find you!"

Ye Xingtong looked at the coachman who didn't dare to open his eyes with a smile but a smile: "Unless, what did you do to your heart?"

The coachman shook his head quickly and defended: "No, I haven't done anything wrong. I have always kept my duty, I've been safe, and I've never done anything to be sorry for others."

"As the saying goes, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, then what are you afraid of?"

The coachman opened his eyes hard, scanned the surroundings with a guilty conscience, and stumbled and said, "Who...who...who is afraid, I've never done anything wrong, I'm not afraid of anything!"

Ye Xingtong put down the pastry in his hand, took out the water cup and drank some, then turned his eyes to the coachman: "Today I was forced to suffer with me and stay here for one night. There is no other way. I just made fun of you. Just kidding, the idol behind you has become disrepaired because of disrepair for a long time. It is not the ghost you said. Have you felt that after entering the temple, the strange noise outside can hardly be heard? Maybe, it is. The Maitreya Buddha in the temple is blessing us. You will cover the dilapidated gate for a while. It should be safe to live here temporarily."

It was strange that the voice suddenly disappeared. She didn't believe it was really because of Maitreya Buddha's appearance protecting them.

After hearing what Ye Xingtong said, most of the fear in the coachman’s heart was lost. He took off the contents of his ears and listened carefully. There was really no sound anymore. When he looked at the idol, he was shocked at first glance. Fortunately, I was prepared long ago, and I am no longer so afraid and timid. It turns out that a Buddha is really blessing him!

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, and immediately admired Ye Xingtong. "This time, I really appreciate the girl. If it weren't for the girl, I should have died a hundred times in this uninhabited ghost place. Thank you girl. Help!"

Thinking of his timidity, the coachman was upset and ashamed for a while. A man in his thirties can't even compare to a girl in her teens. It's really shameful! He must earn back the face he lost in front of this little girl.

Ye Xingtong yawned, sat cross-legged, put his hands on his lap, and said lazily: "Okay, I'm going to sleep, you should be more careful and stop talking nonsense! I want to rest, I just say Once again, don't interrupt me to rest."

It is really too much brainstorming for such an extraordinary thing. After a day of riding in the carriage, I am really tired.