Huo Yuanzhen thought that he was very good at observing his expressions. The woman in white robe in front of him seemed to have nothing to do with.

Even if she asked Li Qinghua and Dongfang Qing, she seemed to be asking casually. Although she was a little concerned, she definitely did not have that enthusiasm, which means she did not come from the heart.

To deal with such a person, the first thing to do is to provoke her emotions and make her less calm, because she cannot make her happy just now, so even if she is angry, she will be better than now.

So Huo Yuanzhen used this method and used Jueyuan's method to insult the woman in white robe in disguise.

This move was indeed effective, and the woman in white robe glared at Huo Yuanzhen fiercely.

In the trance of the moonlight, Huo Yuan was really stunned.

A roll of eyes can also be as beautiful as a dream.

The hat hung down, but the person had not yet woken up from his dream.

The tried and tested abbot is quite resistant. He was stunned for a short time and coughed unnaturally, then said: "Although I am a senior citizen who is higher than Ran Dongye, I will not rely on my seniority to suppress others with my status."

The woman in the white robe trembled for a moment, but this time she did not look up, but instead pinched her hands together and twisted her fingers a few times, as if she was suppressing something.

Huo Yuanzhen is very suspicious now that the woman in white robe in front of him should be Li Qinghua and the others' master. Ran Dongye, the first beauty a hundred years ago, but she is not that sure.

Huo Yuanzhen had countless ideas about Ding Buer and Ran Dongye, but he never thought that Ran Dongye would have such a personality.

Even though she didn't know much about it, Huo Yuanzhen could still feel that this was a naturally indifferent person, or in other words, there were few things that could touch her indifferent heart.

After lifting the monk's robe in front of him, Huo Yuanzhen also sat down.

There are two cushions here, both used to kneel down to worship the Bodhisattva. The woman sat one. Huo Yuanzhen also sat one, and there was a distance of less than one foot between the two.

A faint fragrance filled the air. After Huo Yuanzhen sat down, he took two deep breaths, and then said, "Female donor, you come late at night, not just asking about the relationship between me, Li Qinghua and Dongfang Qing?"

"Yes, I have some things to do."

Huo Yuanzhen's intentional provocation just now only briefly affected her. After recovery, she still looked calm and her tone was plain and nice.

"Since that's the case, the female donor will say that, and I know everything."

"I met you at the inn today. I think you are a person who can talk to you, so I didn't have such a hurry to talk to you, but when I think that you may die in two days, I will have no chance if I don't ask, I still want to ask you."

Huo Yuanzhen had a black line on his forehead. Is she so sure that she would die at Mo Tianxie's hands?

Besides, when she saw her for the first time today, she was sure that she was a person who could speak. Her temperament was really unique and she said it without any scruples.

"Why do people live for?"

The woman suddenly asked a question and caught Huo Yuanzhen off guard. There was no standard answer to this question. A thousand people might be able to give a thousand answers. If it was written into a 300-word essay, it would definitely not be completely repeated.

However, Huo Yuanzhen still has some research on such abstract problems and is not panicked. He leaned back slightly and looked up at the crescent moon in the sky: "It is a matter of no choice for people to live. From when you come to this world, you will be driven by the instinct of survival. My way of living may not be suitable for you. Your way of living may not be suitable for him. Everyone's pursuit is different. For nothing."

The woman did not make a sound, but turned her head slightly to the side, obviously not satisfied with Huo Yuanzhen's words.

Huo Yuan really didn't care and said to himself: "To be honest, I don't know why I live for, that's meaningless, but I know that I must live happily, this is meaningful. For example, if I want to return to secular life, this can make me happy, so I did that."

"Happy... alive?"

The woman was a little confused and sat in a daze for a while before she said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Are you happy?"

“I’m gradually achieving my goals, so I’m happy.”

Looking at the woman who asked her questions in front of her, Huo Yuan was really a little sad unconsciously. This woman's personality was really strange. She seemed to never know the taste of happiness, or she had no goal in life.

"Female donor, I think you should be happy too."

"Why do you say that?"

"From things like happiness, you must first have a comparison and reference object, such as me and you."

Huo Yuanzhen said and turned around, facing the woman in white robe. The woman in white robe also came slightly. A piece of crystal ankle was exposed as the hem of the skirt moved, and a colorful silk thread on it attracted the eye.

"Because you have something, I don't have it, and I have something, you can get it as you want, so you should be happier than me."

The woman didn't speak, but there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Huo Yuanzhen is taller than her, so she needs to raise her head to see Huo Yuanzhen opposite her. Naturally, the hat cannot cover her face. Her thrilling face is testing Huo Yuanzhen's concentration.

Looking at the confusion in the other person's eyes, Huo Yuanzhen took a deep breath: "For example, you have such long hair, and I am bald. If I want to have long hair like you, then I can't keep it without 576 years, so you are happier than me in this regard."

The woman's mouth moved slightly, feeling that Huo Yuan's statement was really absurd. He was a woman and a monk. Is there such a comparison?

However, Huo Yuanzhen seemed to be unconscious and continued to say: "I can't have your long hair, but you can easily have my bald head. As long as you want, just a few cuts will be the same as me."

As he spoke, Huo Yuanzhen was still gesturing, and his index finger and middle finger gestured with scissors. He shook the woman's forehead twice, as if he wanted to shave her.

Perhaps Huo Yuan was really too vivid in his gestures while talking. The woman actually thought of her shaved head in her mind. She couldn't help but feel awesome. At the same time, she also felt very funny. The corners of her mouth were slightly curved.

In fact, her long hair was hidden in the big hat, but Huo Yuanzhen could still see from the sideburns that she had long hair, and she said it casually, and it really had some effect.

My heart was trembling, and the woman held back her smile slightly, which looked too tempting. Huo Yuanzhen silently said in his heart that this was an old senior, an old fairy over a hundred years old, so he must stay steady.

Suddenly, Huo Yuanzhen looked up and a few drops of water fell on his face.

July day, the child's face changed as soon as he said it was changing. The crescent moon was like a hook just now. After a while, it actually rained.

Huo Yuanzhen struck while the iron was hot and said, "Look, it's raining, and my bald head is hit by wind and rain. You not only have hair protection, but also have such a big hat, so shouldn't you be happier than me?"

The woman's expression became a little loose again, and she nodded gently: "What you said is not that right, but I really felt a little happy."

Huo Yuanzhen let out a long breath. In fact, there was already some sweat behind him. After all, what he was facing was a legendary figure a hundred years ago, an existence that was enough to defeat Shaolin's existing power, so while he faced it easily, he couldn't help but feel sweaty.

"It's raining, and it's time for me to leave."

The woman stood up slowly, a little dissatisfied with the sudden rain. She just felt a little joy in the conversation.

Huo Yuanzhen suddenly spoke, "Green bamboo hat, green straw raincoat, no need to return with a slanted wind and drizzle. You bring a straw hat and a robe similar to a straw raincoat, don't be afraid of such a light rain."

The woman paused and pursed her lips, "I have a straw hat, don't be afraid of the wind and rain, so I'm happier than you, right?"

“Yes…is it.”

Huo Yuan was really pleased with the woman's learning and selling.

"Then I share half of my happiness."

Huo Yuanzhen had not figured out what the woman meant, but suddenly she saw darkness and the woman's hat flew straight over. Huo Yuanzhen couldn't dodge and was actually taken directly to her head.

I hurriedly held the hat in my hand and looked up again, the figure of the woman was gone in front of me.

"Remember to return my happiness to me tomorrow."

The sound came from the night sky, and Huo Yuanzhen circulated his sky eye, but he didn't know where the woman was.

Drops of cold rain fell from the air and fell on Huo Yuanzhen's hand holding the hat. This time, the woman really left.

After taking off the hat from his head, Huo Yuanzhen smiled bitterly. Although this woman seemed to be in danger, who can guarantee that she will always be like this? I felt a little tired when chatting and talking to someone who is far superior to me.

Wuming's voice came at this time: "Abbot, is that man gone?"

Wuming was questioning in his words, and Huo Yuanzhen said in confusion: "Didn't you see her?"

"No, that person has been using blocking methods to stop me from spying, so I can't see her. She... is a woman, right?"

Huo Yuan was stunned for a moment, "Don't you see it? How do you know she is a woman?"

Wuming smiled, "Although I can't see that person, I can see the abbot. The abbot can see clearly, so that is not only a woman, but also a pretty beautiful woman, right?"

Huo Yuan was really stinking to harass him with a stinking face and ignored the unnamed Qianli Transmission. This old guy lived for more than a hundred years, his eyelashes were empty, and nothing could be hidden from him.
Chapter completed!