The heroine engages in introversion in another world and saves herself from becoming a big boss

Ao Huanhuan yelled several times, but there was no response.

It wasn't until she turned her head away that she suddenly realized that Xie Shiba's face was a little pale.

Only then did she realize that since arriving in Tianmen City, Xie Shiba's words have decreased a lot.

Ao Huanhuan was puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Eighteen Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Crab Eighteen didn't speak.

On the contrary, Ao Tiancang snorted and laughed, "This guy has committed an old problem again. When he sees a ghost, he is so scared that he can't speak."

After finishing speaking, he lightly tapped two fingers, made a gesture, and laughed loudly, "I'm afraid the eighteenth brother has only a little courage."

Xie Shiba had a slumped face, "Fat, put, put... fart!"

Even Song Lanyi laughed now.

Xie Shiba was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

Song Lanyi smiled, and Ao Huanhuan and Ao Tiancang laughed out loud.

A world where only Crab Shiba was injured was achieved.

During the gag, Xie Shiba also gradually eased up.

But when he thought of this exciting and inexplicable Tianmen City party, he still couldn't help being curious, "Nineteenth sister, how did you manage to not be afraid of these green-faced, long-fanged, three-headed, six-armed, and even strange-looking ghosts and gods?"

Song Lanyi just smiled and said, "There is no appearance of self, no appearance of human beings, no appearance of sentient beings, and no appearance of longevity. Pink skeletons, white bones and flesh."

Xie Shiba frowned, looked at Song Lanyi, and said stupidly, "What do you mean?"

Ao Huanhuan rolled his eyes at him, "I tell you not to study on weekdays. The general idea of ​​this sentence is that the skin is just the outside, no matter how glamorous the outside is, it will be nothing but a skeleton after death."

Xie Shiba barely understood, but the price was being taught a lesson.

He was a little unconvinced, "This is obviously a Buddhist gatha. You usually let me read the books of Confucian scholars. How can I read these obscure words?"

Ao Tiancang coughed dryly, his eyes drifted away, he looked around, and started a random conversation, "Speaking of... why is that bald donkey gone?"

As soon as the words fell, Ao Tiancang felt his back go cold, and a faint voice came, "The little monk is right here."

The sound was ethereal, and the surroundings were filled with gray mist, so he couldn't see where he came from, nor where he was going.

Suddenly there was a sound, Xie Shiba leaped three feet high, and screamed, "Ghost!"

Song Lanyi looked back and found that this person was none other than the monk who was on the Huangquan River earlier.

A flash of light flashed in her mind, and then she remembered the bet she had forgotten all along.

She stretched out her hands and said with a smile, "Is the master here to keep his promise and teach me how to see the future?"

The monk shook his head slowly, "Young monk cannot teach you how to see the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, his shiny scalp felt a chill, and a faint sense of crisis lingered around him.

The monk touched his head subconsciously, and then felt that this action lost his temperament, so he put his hand down without any trace.

I could only hear him seriously explaining, "It's not that the little monk broke the promise. It's that if you want to penetrate the future, you must first go through the enlightenment of Buddhism, inspire a kind of wisdom, and then open the 'power of observation', and have the ability to see a corner of the future. This point , the little monk can’t do it, but the little monk and master can.”

The ability to penetrate the future... To be honest, Song Lanyi is really greedy.

It's just that when she rolled her eyes, she knew that the demon monk had bad intentions, "Your master is in the Buddhist kingdom of the Western Regions, and we are now in the East China Sea, separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, how can we get there?"

The monk dusted off his robe and said calmly, "So the monk will follow the benefactor during the next journey."

Ao Tiancang and Song Lanyi looked at each other, and they all saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

This demon monk... has bad intentions.

Obviously, it is to lure Song Lanyi with the method of insight into the future, so as to achieve the purpose of traveling together.

However, the method of calculating the future is too precious, even if this is a conspiracy, Song Lanyi has no choice but to admit it.

Thoughts in his mind changed sharply, even though Song Lanyi had already made up his mind, he still had a look of pondering on his face.

Najo, she is a professional!

Sure enough, the monk was caught by that lingling gaze, and felt that his little thoughts seemed to have been seen through.

Embarrassed, he hesitated for a moment, but under Song Lanyi's "stare", he revealed his true thoughts:

"Beyond that, I want to prevent you from causing more carnage in the future."

Song Lanyi raised her eyebrows, knowing that this person is stubborn and her stereotype is hard to change.

So she just chuckled, "Who do you think you are? Prince Sattva? Sakyamuni?"

After finishing speaking, she strode forward and walked forward.

The monk didn't know whether she agreed or not.

Seeing Song Lanyi drifting away, he gritted his teeth and kept up.

Only Xie Shiba was left scratching his head and thinking hard, "I know Sakyamuni, but who is this Prince Satyu?"

Ao Tiancang sneered, "Idiot. Prince Sattva is a character in Buddhist scriptures. Sakyamuni sacrificed his flesh to feed eagles, and Prince Sattva sacrificed his life to feed tigers. You have never heard of this."

Crab Eighteen felt the impact of dimensionality reduction from knowledge.

The world where he was the only one injured, has been achieved again!

The road outside the Yin Division seemed to contain some kind of illusion and hint. Unknowingly, several people walked out of Tianmen City, and even left the range of the Dragon Bone Vault.

Looking around again, this place is only a few hundred miles away from the Dragon Palace.

When Xie Shiba looked back at the way he had come, he could only see a piece of deep blue water.

He was full of surprise, pondering like a curious baby, "Where's the road? Where's the road?"

Dragon Palace.

As soon as Song Lanyi walked near the palace, he heard a few old but still proud voices.

"Pawn!"

"Soldiers!"

"gun!"

"Will!"

"Kill!!"

Song Lanyi was taken aback, thinking there was a fight inside.

Wait for her to open the door and take a look.

Qin Gong Da Ma Jin Dao sat on one side, holding a chess piece in his hand, frowning and thinking about where to put it next.

On the other hand, Song Lanyi was really taken aback by the identity of this visitor.

He is not a victim, but the Lord of the Dragon Palace - the Dragon King.

At this moment, this being who is equivalent to a saint sat happily on the stone bench, and looked at Qin Gong with a smile, "Xiao Qin, your chess skills are not good enough, and you still have to study your chess skills."

Duke Qin, who had always been respected by others, ended up being called "Little Qin" by the Dragon King.

The key point is that Qin Gong still dare not refute anything.

He slandered in his heart that the Dragon King was so angry, relying on himself to live a long time, he only took a mouthful of Xiao Qin, and when he played chess, he even killed him without leaving any pieces.

hateful!

hateful!

Just when Duke Qin was at a loss, a plain white finger touched a spot on the chessboard.

"Duke Qin, get down here."

ps: This book draws a bit from the background of the Ming Dynasty. Chess had already appeared in the Ming Dynasty, so it also appeared here.It's still the same sentence, empty, don't be particular, I love you, okay.There will be more.