Zhuo Hua

Chapter 352

Maybe it's because people have been staring at him all the time, or maybe it's because the master is also a half-Buddhist, Zhuohua not only doesn't feel offended, but feels that the Buddha is very kind.

The Buddhist cultivators here are all men, but everyone's eyes are very clear and transparent, without any distracting thoughts.

Zhuo Hua suddenly sighed a little at their education for their disciples.If everyone is like this, there will be no dirty things in the cultivation world.

However, think about this possibility.

The Buddhist monk took them to an elegant room.

"Amitabha, please wait a moment, the two benefactors, the master will arrive in a while."

"Thank you." Zhuo Hua nodded gratefully.

The Buddhist cultivator slowly backed out after performing another Buddhist ceremony.

It wasn't until the Buddhist cultivator exited that Zhuohua moved his shoulders and let out a long sigh of relief.

It may be the influence of Buddha's own temperament, Zhuohua felt that it would be very rude to move a little bit, so he was very cautious, and kept his back very straight.

Now there are only her and Luo Yang left, and they can finally move around properly.

Rubbing his somewhat stiff neck again, Zhuo Hua then looked around.

The room seemed a little empty.

As far as the eye can see, there is only one picture, a small wooden table and a few futons.

There is a purple clay teapot and several teacups on the wooden table.

There is a picture on the wall, and there is only one word "Zen" written on that picture.

"Why do I feel like I'm being imprisoned here?"

Luo Yang couldn't help shaking his shoulders as he spoke.

When Zhuo Hua heard this, he burst out laughing.Resignedly, she bent her fingers and tapped Luo Yang's forehead.

"Ouch."

Luo Yang covered his forehead with his hands, his eyes were round, like a frightened little rabbit.

"What I'm talking about is the truth. You see it's so empty here, it's not like what I said."

"Amitabha."

With this sound, the door of the room was slowly pushed open from the outside.

"The poor monk's place is indeed a little rough. If there is a lack of hospitality, I hope the two benefactors will not be blamed."

Luo Yang's face was as red as if it was burned by fire. What could be more embarrassing than being caught by the real owner after saying that someone's place is not good?

She was so embarrassed that she wished she could dig a hole where she was and bury herself alive.

Seeing Luo Yang's head lowered to the ground, Zhuo Hua held back his laughter.

Zhuo Hua saw that the visitor was not unhappy because of Luo Yang's words, so he was slightly relieved.

"Senior, don't blame me. My friend was talking fast and had no other meaning. Please forgive me for the offensive words. I am very sorry."

"It doesn't matter." The master waved his hand nonchalantly. "This is also a fact. Buddhists don't like luxury, and paying too much attention to those things will make us breed demons."

As he spoke, he slowly sat opposite Zhuohua and the others.

"Are the two benefactors here on important matters this time?"

"Exactly." Zhuo Hua nodded, and asked slowly, "I don't know if seniors know about the frequent actions of demon cultivators in recent years?"

The master slowly sipped his tea, "This temple has been hiding from the world for many years, and I really don't know much about the outside world."

"I don't know, senior, do you know about demon spirits?"

The master's hand suddenly shook, and the tea in the cup instantly splashed onto his hand.

"What did you say? Demon spirit? Why did you suddenly mention demon spirit?"

Zhuohua knew from his appearance that he was also an insider of what happened back then.So he told how Moxiu attacked Xiaoyaozong and how he stole the Jiugou Stone.

(End of this chapter)