Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

The monk pursed his lips as if holding back something, instead of answering her, his hands quickly drew.

When drawing talismans, it is most forbidden to make mistakes. Now she is like a drawing paper, not daring to move.

About 10 minutes passed, Qiao Yiquan was stiff and his feet were numb, and the monk finally accepted the last payment.

Suddenly, a red light flashed behind Qiao Yi, and the talisman seemed to be alive, and got into her body.

Song Bai was shocked!

At the same time, the monk suddenly lost his strength and fell backwards.

"father!"

Joe quickly caught him with a quick hand.

The monk smiled, "It's useless to be old."

Qiao Yi got angry, "Didn't you promise the patriarch not to use spells?"

The monk shook his head indifferently: "Small spell, it's okay, I can't figure out what doom you will encounter, this is a teleportation talisman, it can only be used once, if you are in danger, it can save your life. "

Qiao's eyes turned red, and he blamed endlessly, but he couldn't express his distress in his heart: "What are you doing, I am so powerful, what danger will I encounter! Who can hurt me?"

The smelly Taoist lied to her clearly, if it would be harmless to use a small spell, why would he wear a hood and hide in the monk's temple.

"My daughter is really powerful." The monk patted her head, "Be prepared, Master can't stay with you for too long."

Qiao Yi's heart skipped a beat, his eyes stopped on the monk's pale face for 2 seconds, and he ordered decisively: "Song Bai, carry him to the hospital."

"Alas." Song Bai stepped forward in response.

"...No, no, don't, I won't go to the hospital. I have nothing to do. I'm just tired. It's not like you don't know that it takes energy to draw symbols. I'm a mortal child with naked eyes. This reaction is normal."

The monk didn't say anything, and Qiao Yi had no choice.

"Then let him carry you back to the temple."

The monk thought for a while, "That will work."

"You put the headgear on me, the monks in the monastery think I have surrendered, so don't miss out."

Joe One: "..."

Song Bai: "..."

Back in the monastery, the fat monk waited inside the small gate, and greeted the three of them warmly when they came back.

"Benefactor, you actually found Master Wuwen back."

Qiao Yi clasped his hands together and bowed to him: "This master, Master Wuwen is my friend and also Qin Heng's friend. He was injured in the back mountain. These days, he has to trouble the temple to take care of him. "

"Amitabha, please don't worry, we will take good care of Master Wuwen."

The fat monk took them to the meditation room where Wuwen lived.

After placing Wuwen in place, Qiao Yi sent Song Bai to add money to the monastery, while he stayed in the meditation room and asked the monk a question.

"If you want to plant locust trees in front of someone's house and arrange them in an array of suppressing evil and eight trigrams, what does it mean?"

The monk was stunned for a moment, not understanding why she asked this, but he didn't ask why, and replied directly: "Either the place is too dark, or someone in the family died unexpectedly."

Seeing Qiao Yi's solemn expression, the monk hesitated for a moment, and wanted to ask, but at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Song Bai came back.

The monk didn't want to ask any more questions, so he swallowed the words back to his stomach.

The two told him again and went down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, Qiao Yi remained silent the entire time, without saying a word. The frowning made Song Bai very nervous, he didn't even dare to breathe too loudly, for fear of disturbing Qiao Yi and annoying her.

As he was walking, Qiao Yi suddenly asked him, "Did you live in the He family since you were a child?"