Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 393
The heart of no return, old monk, old monk, you said at the beginning that I would not pass through gods and Buddhas in my life, and I would have no return to hell, so you gave me such a dharma name.I thought it was quite right in the past, gods and Buddhas do not cross the sword, hell has no return, but now, it seems to be wrong.

Half of it was wrong, my sword still can't cross the common people, and the souls of the dead under the sword can't cross the gods and Buddhas, but now I have found my home.

only……

Wugui sighed imperceptibly.

For the first time in his life, he regretted the countless murders he had committed.

He knew that his calamity was coming.

Wugui was confused at first, worried that he would offend the beautiful woman, worried that he would stain the beautiful woman with murder all over his body, and even more worried that the beautiful woman would cast a disgusted look at him after learning about his bad deeds.

But very soon, he calmed down again, without him, this was his predestined fate, no matter what, he had to give it a go.

Wugui jumped down from mid-air, clasped his palms together and performed a Buddhist salute to the branch on the tree.

"Amitabha, the little monk came across this place and lost his way accidentally. I wonder if I can ask the almsgiver to show me the way?"

Mu Zhi looked at the monstrous monk under the tree, and couldn't help but choked up speechlessly. It turned out that she was not the only one whose ability to open her eyes and tell lies in countless small worlds was getting better and better.

Xingchen is very contemptuous of the performance of no return. Is this still the Fourth Highness who killed and decisively back then?Are you sure you are not possessed by His Highness the Third Highness?
Mu Zhi strongly suppressed his surprise.

"Sorry, I have never been out of this ten-mile radius, so I can't help the little master."

No return: "..."

Oh, he died before leaving the teacher.

Wugui never thought it would be such an answer, the smile on the corner of his mouth almost cracked, how could he answer these words?
Mu Zhi also found that he seemed to have chatted to death, and was thinking about how to remedy it, when there was no return, he spoke first:

"The little monk has been walking for several days, and now he is very tired. Since he can't find a way out for the time being, I wonder if the benefactor can take the little monk in for a night?"

After thinking about it, I feel that if I want to capture the heart of this kind of innocent little girl who has never been out of this mountain forest, I should be shameless.

"Of course. I'm pretty boring on weekdays. It's good to listen to the little master's talk about the outside world. Don't know the little master's name?"

Mu Zhi resolutely chooses to stay homeless, and forgets about the white rabbit who was still playing with her just now.

Wugui heard the words and was secretly happy, sure enough, the bet was right!
"The name of the little monk... has no return."

Wugui hesitated for a while, and finally told the truth, his bad name should not be spread in this deep mountain and old forest, right?
As expected, Mu Zhi did as he wished, and did not show a look of panic and disgust, which made Wugui, who had been secretly observing Mu Zhi, heaved a sigh of relief.

"Strange, why did you take such a dharma name? The implication seems to be...uh, rather strange..."

Muzhi can't say that the meaning is bad, can he?So change the word.

This is also a skill that Mu Zhi learned before. When he is embarrassed to say that something is not good, he uses strange to replace it.

Hearing Wugui's words, there was a bit of bitterness in his eyes: "Because I don't have a home, so I'm called Wugui."

A pair of monstrous fox eyes were stained with melancholy, and the monstrous monk restrained his evil spirit and wantonness, revealing a bit of just-right weakness.

Like a young fox that couldn't find its way home in a rainy day, it restrained its claws that were usually flamboyant, and its beautiful fur was also wet by the rain, making it look pitiful and arousing pity.

No return like this, half-truth, half-false, the purpose, of course, is to attract the pity of the beautiful woman!

(End of this chapter)