When the puppet doll smiled strangely, Nie Xiaozi just looked down. But she still didn't see the puppet doll's smile, so she was blocked because she pinched the puppet doll with one hand. The puppet doll's weird smile was frozen.

Although this hand was delicate, fair and slender, Nie Xiaozi still easily distinguished that it was a man's hand. The puppet doll was lifted up by this hand very unceremoniously, and then a cracked and crisp sound appeared.

The young lady Nie almost screamed, and saw the delicate puppet dolls turning into broken wood.

Sister Nie looked up at the person coming. It was Ji Liao. She thought it wasn't for Ji Liao to give it to her. She really thought too much.

She said angrily: "Why are you crushing this doll?"

Ji Liao said: "There is something wrong with this puppet."

Lady Nie calmed down her anger and asked hurriedly: "Really?"

She looked down at the wood chips on the ground again. After looking for a while, she didn't realize anything strange. Looking up again, Ji Liao was gone.

Nie Xiaozi stomped his feet, touched his face again, and said, "There should be no dirty things on his face, I didn't rape him, why did he run away?"

She had chosen to forget that she was angry just now.

After Ji Liao crushed the puppet, he quickly walked up the street. He looked at the weeping willows by the river and saw a figure like a swaying figure.

Ji Liao shook slightly and broke into the weeping willows, with nothing.

He reached out and grabbed the void, and there was a sound of silk thread being pulled.

He spread his hands out, and there was nothingness.

"The filament of vitality?" Ji Liao pondered slightly. He had the essence of grasping a silk thread just now, which was somewhat similar to the filament of vitality that he had practiced in Four Seasons Villa in his lifetime, but this silk thread was obviously more useful.

"Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake to Grandma's Bridge." A nursery rhyme rang in Ji Liao's ears, causing inexplicable turmoil in his heart.

He traced the origin and soon arrived at the stone bridge yesterday. At this time, an ordinary child was singing nursery rhymes.

Ji Liao suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the child cried out, as if he was scared because of his sudden appearance.

When Ji Liao saw that he was a child, he was wary, but he still said, "Don't cry, I am a monk, not a bad person."

He approached the child and planned to comfort him.

The child suddenly smiled strangely.

Ji Liao's heart was terrified, boom boom boom, the child actually exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

At this time, people come and go on the stone bridge. Once the power of the explosion is unfolded, many innocent people will definitely be hurt.

Ji Liao's eyes were slightly cold, and in the flash, he took a mysterious trajectory.

The three limits of Yuan Buddha - Return to the Yuan.

The blood mist that exploded quickly shrank under a layer of energy, and finally condensed in Ji Liao's palm.

There was a quiet light flashing in the blood mist, and it was a soul.

Ji Liao sighed softly and recited the mantra of rebirth. He emitted a yang breath and transformed the soul inside. After quickly reciting the mantra of rebirth, Ji Liao said quietly: "If you have a next life, I hope you won't be so unlucky."

The blood mist was purified into a blue light, and then it circled around Ji Liao. There seemed to be a child in the blue light bowing to him, and it quickly dissipated.

All this happened so quickly that no one noticed it.

After he encountered such a thing last night, he naturally became alert. The puppet doll stole into Nie's residence and was immediately noticed by him, which led to the scene where he stopped him in time.

From the time he found the puppet to crushing it, and then went out to track the person behind the scenes, he couldn't breathe in one breath, which actually showed his highest level of cultivation in this life. As a result, he still did not track the other party down.

This time the opponent seems quite tricky.

Ji Liao's eyes fell among the bustling pedestrians and whispered: "You'd better not let me meet you, otherwise you won't be as lucky as this time."

The street outside the government office is full of sycamore trees. Since ancient times, there have been rumors of Fengqi Wutong, so a long time ago, a Jiangzhou prefect named this street Fengqi Street.

Now that autumn is approaching, the leaves of the sycamore trees are falling, and hard-working people have swept the leaves and filth in front of their homes into a pile.

Several green flies swung their wings on the filthy sycamore leaves, trying to drill into the gaps in search of rotten food.

At this time, the Ye Dui suddenly parted, and a dirty little girl emerged from it, but the place where she was not stained with dirt was pink and white.

While there were only a few flies to pay attention, the little girl shook all over and the dirt fell away. She immediately turned into a clean pink little girl with two braids and a innocent face.

After a while, he got into the crowd.

"Grandpa, I want to eat candied haws."

An old man selling candied haws on the street was stopped by the little girl.

"A penny is a string." The old man looked at the little girl and said with a smile.

"But I have no money."

The old man smiled and said, "Then you go back and ask your adults to buy it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but pick a string of big red candied haws in his hand and handed them to the little girl.

The little girl opened her mouth and bit her icing her icing coat, looking satisfied.

The old man was very strange. Although the little girl was cute, he didn't want to give her a bunch of candied haws for nothing. After a moment of confusion, he found that the little girl was gone.

On the roof of a house behind the government office, the little girl was licking the candied haws.

She looked towards the Academy again, her calf unconsciously rippled, and a strange smile like a puppet doll appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It was clearly daytime, but around her, she was full of ghosts.

…………

In the Palace, the bell for class rang.

The first class today was Ji Liao's class.

When he walked into the school, many twenty-four students sat in the classroom.

Ji Liao smiled and said, "No one skipped class today, you are very lucky."

The student looked puzzled.

Ji Liao said: "Last time I forgot to say that if someone skips the class, I will definitely not be able to pass this class."

The students all secretly complained that you didn't say it on purpose.

They breathed a sigh of relief again, but fortunately they came today, otherwise they would have regretted it. After all, if they left in the class, they would have passed this class because Ji Liao promised it.

Next, Ji Liao said: "The last time I talked about the cause of the Diamond Sutra, you were all very confused at that time. Why was that passage of less than 100 words the cause of the Diamond Sutra? I also asked you to think about it. Does anyone understand now?"

He looked at everyone.

Nie Xiaozi raised his hand and said, "I understand."

All the people couldn't help but look at her curiously. They didn't know this classmate Nie. They just heard that she might be a relative of Master Xuezheng, so Master Xuezheng even specially assigned a house in the Academy for her to live in, which was a small courtyard.

Even for the best students, no one can be treated as living in such a good room alone.
Chapter completed!