Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Through these eyes, Su Qiao saw the encounter between Xie Shaxing and her in her previous life, and followed...

But what about later?

Why did Yichen, who timidly followed her like a shadow, become the evil evil star?

She couldn't understand, and the world in front of her was turned upside down in an instant.

Yichen became larger and larger, and the demonic energy in its body had long overwhelmed the divine power she had poured into it.

Right and wrong, good and evil, do not exist in the heart of a monster, but it is still obedient and harmless.

Because it only understands one thing, what its master says is its only commandment.

She said it should not harm anyone, and that it was far away from human cities.

She said she was the last god in the world.

A hundred years ago, the Demon King broke through the gate of hell, and Emperor Fengdu was defeated and was severely injured and hid in Buzhou Mountain... She needed to clean up this mess.

But a large part of divine power comes from the devout belief in all things.

In this world where demons are rampant, some people would rather believe in demons than believe in God...

‘Master...where...are you going...? ’

'have no idea. ’ She looked at the city in front of her that was shrouded in gloomy clouds and death, her eyes full of sadness, ‘keep walking until the monsters are cleared away, the gate to hell is closed again, and the devil is killed...'

To kill the devil...

Kill the devil...

So this belief took root in its heart and became deeper and deeper.

Every night, when Su Qiao is asleep, it will sneak away, clear all obstacles on the way, and devour those monsters. At the same time, it will also absorb their power and obtain their memories...

Finally one day.

It followed its owner to a rare prosperous and peaceful city.

This place is protected by Buddha's light and is protected from demons and demons.

Buddha?

‘Yi Chen. ’ Su Qiao ordered, ‘Wait for me here while I go to see an old friend...’

After all, Buddha's light will hurt it.

But as she took a step forward, her sleeve was suddenly pulled.

She paused slightly, turned around, and the black hand holding her immediately retracted humbly, but Yichen behind her did not retreat for the first time.

'Master...I...' It was afraid that she wouldn't want it, so it didn't dare to ask. It just said softly, 'I...I'm waiting outside the city gate...'

'good. ’ She chuckled and reached out, and it immediately lowered its head. Su Qiao touched its head, and the area she touched was warm. "Yichen, just guard the city gate and don't let evil things in." Wait until I come back to pick you up...'

'it is good……'

Whatever the owner says, it will be obedient.

It huddled outside the cold city wall, like a forgotten night.

It was too close, and the Buddha's light burned its entire back.

But it doesn’t want to leave and goes far away. What if the owner can’t find it?

……

Inside the city gate.

Through these eyes from his previous life, Su Qiao saw a man sitting in the bell tower from a distance. He was wearing a monk's robe, with a handsome face that looked like an illusion. His eyes were lightly closed, and he was twirling the Buddhist beads in his hand and chanting sutras silently. .

There is a circle of Buddha's light around him that is invisible to the naked eye.

In addition to the prayer beads, there is also a red rope tied around the wrist...

Looking at the soul hidden behind the eyes of the little monk Su Qiao, I almost shed tears.

Shen Xiujin...

——This is Shen Xiujin from the previous life!

She even wanted to rush over, but she was just a bystander living in the eyes of this past life.

The moment their eyes met, Su Qiao saw the first time she and Shen Xiujin met in their previous life.

She found him in the white snow.

She also saw her in her previous life following him, stepping on his footprints, moving forward step by step...

She calls him 'little monk' and occasionally 'idiot'.

He always said nothing, silently twirling his prayer beads, chanting sutras or meditating.

Those eyes were always filled with distant compassion.

She seems nothing like Shen Xiujin in this life.

It's just that the Buddha who has never entered the world has compassion but no love...

But beside him, there was a nagging, talkative god who wanted to teach him what love is.

Su Qiao also saw what happened next.

When she was seriously injured by the monster, the little monk carried her alone in the wind and snow without hesitation.

The demonic energy entered her body, and her body was as cold as ice.

He took off all the clothes on his body to protect her from the cold, but it was of no use. She frowned and shouted "cold" unconsciously.

He sat in silence for a while, cut open the palm of his hand with a knife, and used the blood of the reincarnated Buddha to dispel the demonic energy in her body...

One night passed, she opened her eyes again and saw his back, sitting at the entrance of the cave, blocking the wind and snow, almost frozen into an ice sculpture.

She smiled softly and said: 'Little monk, if I die in the future, I hope you will save me...'

She thought he still would ignore her.

But this time, she heard his voice, which was slightly annoyed.

‘Don’t talk nonsense. ’