Don't say my script is fake.

The young master followed Miss Zi Nu into the Quanxiang Tower and came to Liu Shihui's boudoir. He saw the beautiful woman sitting at the table. He was a little stunned. This was the first time he saw such a beautiful girl.

Wait, it seems that he has only seen the female donor alive today. That's fine.

He bowed to thank her.

"Thank you for saving me, female donor."

"It's just a little effort, it's nothing. You bald... cough, you little monk, you are quite handsome."

Liu Shihui smiled with narrowed eyes.

When I looked at him from the window, I could only see half of his face because of the crowd. At that time, I thought that this little bald donkey had red lips and white teeth, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and was a handsome man. But now I look closely, this is not a handsome man at all. This is clearly a sword-like eyebrow, star-like eyes, gentle and elegant. He is so heroic, but he gives people a feeling that he is easy to bully.

It makes people want to bully him.

What is this feeling called? How do they say it? Ah, yes, it is a sense of contrast.

That's it.

I really want to bully him.

"Thank you for the compliment, female donor. It's just a mortal skin."

The young master replied.

"Mortal skin? Although they are all mortal skins, they can be divided into good-looking and ugly. If you were not good-looking, I might not have saved you, little monk."

"This"

Hearing this for the first time, the young master didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to bow his head and chant Amitabha.

He had never met such a female donor. No, this should be his first time to talk to a female donor. Facing the compliment of the female donor, he should be calm.

The master said that monks should not be surprised by praise or disgrace, and cultivate their minds and bodies. Unexpectedly, when the female donor said this, he was a little panicked.

It shouldn't be, it really shouldn't be.

But just when he was reflecting on how he could be so unpredictable, Liu Shihui was surprised.

Could it be that this little monk in front of him met a girl for the first time?

His expression was more innocent than a ten-year-old child.

"Little monk, this can't be your first time down the mountain, your first time talking to a girl. How come your face turns red when I praise you?"

The young master was stunned, and his hand couldn't help but touch his face.

It felt a little hot, as if it was really red.

"No way, it really is"

It was already surprising to meet a monk in Nanzhou, and it was even rarer to meet such a pure and innocent monk. No, there is only one in so many years.

This made Liu Shihui want to bully him even more.

"Little monk, do you know where this is?"

"It's, it's the restaurant and dining place."

"Is it really the restaurant and dining place?"

The little monk didn't say anything, and his face became redder.

Liu Shihui couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"You little monk, you dare to come here when you know where this is, aren't you afraid of the Buddha's blame?"

"This, little monk, Buddha. Amitabha."

The young master is a rookie, how can he compare with the witch, his face just keeps red, and he can't stop at all.

"By the way, little monk, since you don't like this earthly body, why don't you give it to me?"

"Ah?"

The young master was stunned, and before he could react, Liu Shihui came to him, close to him, and their noses were almost touching.

"It is said that the grace of saving a life cannot be repaid, so I can only repay it with my body."

"Little monk, do you want to repay me with your body? I saved my life, even if I repay you with my body, the Buddha will not blame me."

The young master was panicked.

"This, this, this is not possible, absolutely not. Female donor, I can agree to anything, but this, please forgive me for being unable to do anything."

He closed his eyes and turned his head, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and chanted Amitabha Amitabha one by one, which made people very happy.

"You little monk, ha, you are really interesting."

Zinv watched the saint teasing a monk like this, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

This little monk is indeed good-looking. If the saint likes him, it is not a problem to keep him.

Although it is definitely impossible to eat him, it is not bad to feast your eyes on him.

Speaking of which, where did this little monk come from? He has no spiritual power but can come here.

So she asked.

"Where did the little monk come from?"

The little master put his hands together.

"I came from Jinshan Temple."

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Nanzhou, March Mountain.

This is a spiritual mountain with abundant spiritual energy, birds singing and flowers blooming, and a wonderful view.

In Nanzhou, basically every mountain will be stained with blood. When any spiritual mountain is filled with blood evil energy, it will be affected and gradually change from a spiritual mountain to an evil mountain.

It is very difficult to find a mountain that has not been affected.

So, why is this mountain so beautiful, why is no one occupying it?

That starts with why it is called March Mountain.

In the past, the name of this mountain has been unverified, and no one cares what a mountain is called.

A mountain is a mountain, what else can it be called?

It would be more fun to kill more people.

Before it was called March Mountain, this mountain was a place that many forces had to fight for. Almost one came and one came, two came and two came.

At that time, people came and went on this mountain, and blood was dripping. The flowers, trees, and sweet springs on the mountain were all stained with blood.

It seemed to be a fierce mountain.

But for some reason, it didn't change.

No matter how brutally the killing was, it remained quietly the same. You can do whatever you want, I'll just watch.

Everyone discovered the wonder of this mountain, became more and more delighted, and then killed more vigorously.

But the strange thing is that no matter how powerful a force is, if they come here and occupy the mountain as the king, they will be defeated by other forces after three months.

Even if they cannot be defeated, there will be other reasons that lead to disintegration.

Good news: no matter how weak you are, you can live for three months if you occupy this mountain.

Bad news: you can only live for three months.

He tried to destroy the mountain again, but he died for various reasons before he got close.

Even the Nine Realms were struck by lightning.

As a result, people gradually called this mountain March Mountain and no longer occupied it.

But they would occasionally come here to get some good things.

Spiritual springs and fairy grass, flying birds and running beasts. Anyway, take some and go.

This also made March Mountain gradually quiet.

But recently, this March Mountain has become lively again.

Someone discovered a secret realm here. Well, the secret realm is not quite accurate. It should be called a paradise.

The paradise of the cave is the base camp of the major forces in the cultivation world.

There are people who are not afraid of death building a base camp in this March Mountain?

The practitioner who discovered it went in, but found nothing. He only saw the towering mountain. He wanted to fly up, but for some reason he lost all his spiritual power and could not move. He had to climb up step by step. He finally reached the top of the mountain and saw the Buddhist temple built on the mountain. He wanted to go in, but was bounced out again.

He seemed to be driven out.

He found the paradise and climbed tens of thousands of stairs with great difficulty, but was driven down without getting anything. He was so angry that he immediately publicized the matter.

So the March Mountain, which had been quiet for a long time, finally welcomed a large wave of people.

And the Buddhist temple in this paradise is called Jinshan Temple!

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