The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

To the southwest of Zique Town, towards Langgu Mountain, the car drove into the mountain and made many twists and turns, making Agarwood completely lose its sense of direction.

Xuanguo leaned forward between the driver's seat and the passenger seat, pointing at the big banyan tree ahead.

"Here, park."

After the car stopped, Chen Xiangyin looked around for a long time, "Where does Master Zhuang live?"

Xuan Guo pointed to the sky and said, "On the mountain, walk up there."

The three of them got out of the car. Xuanguo didn't say anything, and Chen Xiangyin and He Chongtian set off empty-handed.

The so-called empty-handed does not mean that I did not bring a gift for the master, but that I did not bring water or food.

Agarwood turned around in a circle, surrounded by towering fir trees.

Xuanguo leads the way in front, agarwood leads the way in the middle, and cranes soar into the sky and fall behind.

There are no easy paths to walk in the primeval forest. There are countless fallen leaves piled up under your feet, as if you are stepping on cotton. If you are not careful, you will sprain your feet.

In the quiet forest, Agarwood listened to the rustling of footsteps and took a deep breath.

The wind in the forest is very cool, and between breaths, the rich oxygen and the fragrance of plants replace the turbid air in the body.

At the beginning, the rich plant scenery is overwhelming.

After an hour, Agarwood was tired.

"How long until it arrives?"

Xuan Guo turned around casually, "At your speed, I'll be thankful you can arrive before the sun goes down."

Two hours later.

Agarwood, dripping with sweat, picked an attractive red fruit on the roadside and said, "This looks so juicy!"

Crane shouted to the sky to stop: "Poisonous!"

"Damn, this is the sixth fruit you've said is poisonous! I'm going to die of thirst! I heard that you can drink the sap from some trees. Which tree can drink Xuan Guo?"

Xuan Guo: "..."

He Chongtian smiled secretly, finding it cute, and brushed off the beads of sweat hanging on her eyelids: "If you bear it any longer, Xuan Guo said there is a creek ahead..."

Xuan Guo: "I remembered wrongly. There is no water on the road we are taking."

Chen Xiangyin: "..." He didn't want to speak, his saliva was so sticky that he was about to dry up.

Six hours into the mountains.

Agarwood's mouth was dry, her stomach growled hungry, and a double image appeared in front of her eyes.

"You seem to...see a house in front?" There seemed to be smoke coming out of his throat.

At this time, the level of weakness and soreness in the whole body was second only to the torment when the crane soared into the sky and refused to restrain itself.

Xuan Guo hummed a little tune, "We're here~ I'll go and tell Master first, you guys wait for me at the door!"

The master's house is made entirely of wood, with a pair of wooden doors tightly closed, and a high wooden wall surrounding a space of about 100 square meters.

Agarwood sat on the stone steps in front of the gate. The cool and wet feeling spread through her clothes to her skin, which was moss.

Agarwood didn't care whether it was dirty or not, and raised her hand toward the crane.

"Come here and let me lean on you."

In her sight, the crane's long legs soaring into the sky took a step towards her, and a wave of heat followed.

"Ah -" Chen Xiang let out a long sigh of relief and leaned sideways on He Chongtian's legs, feeling that the muscle lines were clear and solid.

My head rolled between my legs for a long time without finding a comfortable place, "Relax, it's so tight, it's uncomfortable."

"Agarwood Yin." Crane suddenly squatted down.

Chen Xiangyin lost weight due to inertia, and He Chongtian pinched his shoulders before he could duck his waist.

He squatted down and was a head taller than her, and looked at her with a slightly provocative look, "Do you think that because I am afraid of the barrier of Yuan Yang's body, I can't do anything to you, so I just do whatever I want?"

Chen Xiangyin was stunned for a moment, "Can't you just lean on it?"

He Chongtian came closer, his breath tickling her neck, "Okay."

The word "行" means a lot of things.

The wooden door behind him creaked, and the originally vague smell of herbs suddenly became strong.

Chen Xiangqing turned around.

"Zhuang...ah!!" A basin of cold water was poured over his head and face, dripping from the sky to the insteps, making his heart feel cold. Chen Xiang wiped the water off his face with his hands and saw clearly the old man holding a pink plastic basin in front of him.

This is probably the face of a child with white hair and gray hair, but he looks like he is only in his early forties.

A metal bar penetrated both sides of Master Zhuang's cheek. The pierced part had muscle atrophy, and it seemed that it had been in this state for a long time.

Meaning: silent.

Too much talk will lead to mistakes, so be careful with your words and deeds.

"Master Zhuang, what do you mean?" He Chongtian had already stepped in front of Shen Xiangyin before she could react, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.

Master Zhuang was dressed in gray-white training clothes, with his hands behind his back, "There is a lot of resentment and evil stains. Since I came to visit, I will give you the sacred spring water that I retrieved in three days. No need to say thank you."

He Chongtian looked back at Chen Xiangyin, just in time to see her sticking out her pink and shiny tongue to lick her lips.

Then he relaxed his eyebrows, bowed and said, "Master Zhuang, I came to visit you this time because I have something extremely important to ask you to come out."

Master Zhuang waved his hand, "I know everything, but I have sworn not to join the world again."

She turned to look at Chen Xiangyin and said meaningfully: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Chen Xiangyin was startled for a moment, "You know me?"

Master Zhuang did not respond directly, but looked at Chen Xiangyin with clear eyes.

He Chongtian added: "Now that you know everything, if the fire of karma has passed, there will be no casualties, but is there any way to break it?"

Master Zhuang said without changing his expression, "Yes." She waved her right arm, turned half of her body, and pointed at the door of her house.

"As long as you enter my door, there will be a way to break the fire of karma."

He Chongtian looked at her suspiciously, wondering what Master Zhuang was trying to do.

In my memory, although Master Zhuang was taciturn, he would not be so mysterious.

Today is so unusual, it seems like I am playing a riddle.

He blinked when he saw Agarwood's thick eyelashes stained with water drops, and asked Master Zhuang: "What is in your door?"

Master Zhuang raised his lips and smiled, straightening his back, "There is a great way, there is a way of heaven, and there is a way of self-redemption."

Chen Xiangyin was thoughtful, her lips parted lightly, "What else?"

Master Zhuang: "Once you enter this door, there is no way out. You must obey my arrangements and cannot violate it."

Chen Xiangyin frowned, "Then what if I don't come in?"

Master Zhuang also frowned and slowly shook his head: "In front of you, there are only two roads. The originally planned evil causes and consequences can only be deviated from the door in front of you."

As if an invitation, Master Zhuang made a "please" gesture and pointed to the door, "God will not lead people into evil. Don't make a wrong step or a wrong step."

A word awakens the dreamer, and the agarwood makes him stiff in shock.

God does not lead people into evil.

Chen Xiangyin suddenly realized that her bad fate and the voice in her head that did not belong to her were leading her into evil step by step.

Lin Qiaozhu deserves to die. In order to take revenge on her, Chen Xiangyin implicated too many innocent people.

She always felt that the world was too cruel to her, so she often felt that she was owed something and wanted to ask for something.

The world is hot and cold, people's hearts are not ancient, and she doesn't want to be a good person.

Facing Master Zhuang's compassionate gesture, Chen Xiang asked the last question: "Do I have the chance to be reincarnated?"

"There is an opportunity." Master Zhuang replied simply.

The next second, Chen Xiang's steps also took crisp steps.

In the small Sanhe courtyard, the wood of the old house with shabby tiles was dark in color. Before I could take a closer look, there was a slamming of the door behind me.

Master Zhuang said to He Chongtian who was standing next to him: "It's easy to say, hit it in my Zhifubao."

He Chongtian wanted to "honor" Master Zhuang 500,000 yuan, which he had planned before coming.

Master Zhuang has learned that money is something external to the body, you don’t care about it, you just need it when you give it, and you won’t shirk it.

Chen Xiangyin saw Master Zhuang inserting the doorbell, turned to her and said with certainty: "Chen Xiangyin, in the next month, I will help you wash away the charcoal and achieve enlightenment!"

My heart skipped a beat, a month? ! …

Things seem to be developing in an uncontrollable direction...