Chapter 262 Doudou Ran Away with the Little Monk on His Back

"?" Song Shuhang looked at Soft Yu in confusion, not understanding what she wanted to do.

After Yu Rouzi finished taking out the things, she first set up the desk and placed the incense burner in front of Senior Bai on the bed.

Then, she reached out and pinched the top of the incense, letting out her true energy, and lit the incense.

After lighting the incense, she held the incense and respectfully saluted Senior Bai as he offered the incense. Her little face was serious, as if she were offering sacrifices to a god.

After the sacrifice, she respectfully inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Which show are you playing? It always feels weird... Venerable White is still alive, and besides, he is not a god!

Therefore, he couldn't help but asked: "Soft Yu, what are you doing?"

"Eh? Senior Song, you don't know?" Soft Feather looked at Song Shuhang with a surprised look on her face: "Have you never offered incense to Senior Bai?"

"So let me tell you, why should I offer incense to Senior Bai?" Song Shuhang sighed.

"Senior Song, your knowledge of cultivation is really too weak." Yu Rouzi sighed with emotion.

Song Shuhang was stunned when he heard this: "Does it mean that when a monk meets a senior, he must put incense on the desk?"

Is it possible that the younger monks should carry an incense burner with them and put incense in front of their seniors when they meet them? No, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible!

"No, of course you don't have to do this when meeting other seniors. But Senior Bai is rare and special!" Yu Rouzi made a big circle with her hands.

Then, she continued to explain: "Most people in the world of cultivation know that if you encounter Senior Bai in retreat. If conditions permit, you can offer incense and make a wish to Senior Bai... It works!"

"Is it possible to burn incense and make a wish?" Song Shuhang rubbed his face vigorously.

Is Senior Bai's 'unfavorable luck' already so powerful?

——Having said that, he immediately remembered the scene when he picked up Senior Bai back at the ‘Wuming Immortal Monarch Temple’. At that time, Senior Bai was regarded as a statue of the Immortal Lord, standing in the temple and receiving incense.

Moreover, Wumingxianjun Temple is also very famous - it is said that as long as those who make wishes are sincere, many people's wishes will come true.

It turns out that this is true... Senior Bai has long been famous even in the world of cultivation.

But, is there danger in making a wish to Senior Bai? For example, if you make a wish to obtain a magical power, you may fall off a cliff first - if you are lucky, you will fall into a hole halfway and then obtain the magical power; but if you are unlucky, you will fall from the top of the cliff. Fall to the bottom and fall into a mosaic!

"Soft Feather, can I ask a question? Has anyone ever died or been seriously injured when the wish came true after making a wish?" Song Shuhang asked cautiously.

Yurouzi thought for a moment, shook her head and said, "I don't know about that. Rumors in the world of cultivation have always been that if you make a wish to Senior Bai who is in seclusion, the wish may come true. There are no other rumors attached."

While talking, the few sticks of incense that Yu Rouzi burned were quickly burned out.

"Oh, there is something wrong with igniting it with true energy. It burns too fast." Yurouzi murmured.

However, she had no intention of lighting any more incense, and silently began to put away the desk and the incense burner.

Song Shuhang saw that she first touched the incense burner with her small waist bag, and the size of the incense burner continued to shrink, and finally shrank to the size of a marble. Yu Rouzi picked it up and put it into her small waist bag. Later, she put away the desk in this way.

What a good thing... If only I had a chance to find the shed skin of the 'One-inch Finger Snake'.

Hey, wait a minute!

Senior Bai, I am not making a wish! Song Shuhang glanced at Senior Bai on the bed and immediately added something in his mind.

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Then, Song Shuhang brewed a cup of spiritual vein green tea and handed it to Rouzi Yu.

"Eh? Since when did senior get the Spiritual Vein Blue Tea?" Yu Rouzi asked in confusion. The copy she gave her was still at Mother Song's place. But just now, Song Shuhang took out the spiritual vein green tea in his room.

"This is a gift from Su Clan's Sixteenth from Jiuzhou No. 1 Group. I helped her a little favor last time. It should be regarded as a thank you gift," Song Shuhang said.

"Oh, Senior Ah Qi's junior, I heard the seniors talking about it in the group." Yu Rouzi sat on the edge of the bed, her little feet swaying up and down, her white toes curled up playfully, crystal clear.

When she set up the incense table and lit the incense, she hadn't even put on her sandals yet.

Song Shuhang pulled out a chair from the computer desk and sat down. He remembered that Soft Yu had just made a wish to Senior Bai, and asked with some worry: "Soft Yu, what wish did you just make? Is it convenient for you to say it?"

After all, it is a wish. If it is a small private wish, it is not easy to tell others.

"Ah, it's a small thing, you can talk about it. The wish I made just now is to hope that Senior Bai will bless me and make everything I do next go smoothly." Soft Feather said with a smile.

What’s next? Song Shuhang had an idea: "Is it a treasure map? Do you want to explore that treasure?"

Soft Yu once talked to Song Shuhang on the chat software, saying that she found a treasure map in her father's notebook, and said that she would go search for the treasure with Song Shuhang when she had time.

"It's not that matter. Although I brought the treasure map with me when I came out this time. But this time I came out mainly for another matter!" Yu Rouzi said, sat upright, and began to talk seriously. .

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Yu Rouzi has a good friend named Chu Chunying. She is the daughter of a small cultivation family. Yu Rouzi met her when she was traveling around the world with Lord Lingdie when she was a child.

Later, the two kept in touch on and off.

But not long ago, Chu Chunying suddenly lost contact. Yu Rouzi felt strange, so she asked someone to investigate.

Then she learned that Chu Chunying's cultivation family had some trouble.

About a hundred years ago, the Chu family got a very good book on swordsmanship. Originally, this matter was very hidden and no one knew about it. The Chu family also practices secretly behind closed doors.

But somehow, the news got out last year and attracted the attention of a cultivation sect. Although this cultivation sect is not a big sect, it is much stronger than Chu Chunying's small cultivation family.

As a result, the cultivation sect began to make things difficult for the Chu family... trying to force them to hand over their sword skills.

This kind of making things difficult has been going on for more than half a year.

"Doesn't anyone care about this kind of thing?" Song Shuhang asked: "Is there no such thing as a 'cultivationist martial arts leader' in the world of cultivation who can step in to stop that cultivation sect?"

"Actually, there is such a thing as an alliance leader. But in my impression, that alliance leader has been in seclusion for more than six hundred years. I don't know when he will come out." Yu Rouzi sighed.

This is the most helpless thing in the world of cultivation - if you want to be the leader of the world of cultivation, you must at least be strong, otherwise how can you convince others?

But there are powerful seniors who have been in seclusion for hundreds or even thousands of years. Who will be in charge during these hundreds or thousands of years?

Should we continue to choose another alliance leader?

But what's the use... Maybe you just chose him as the leader of the alliance, and the next second they will prepare a 'ten thousand year retreat package'.

So, the leader of the cultivation world is like this...

"However, in addition to the alliance leader, some major sects of Taoism and Buddhism will still keep a close eye on the world of cultivation to avoid causing trouble. If anyone dares to go too far and cause public outrage, then don't blame everyone for being rude." Yu Rouko explained.

It is precisely because of this that the sect did not dare to directly take away the sword skills. Instead, it had to constantly use small tricks to embarrass the small family at every turn.

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"So Yurouzi, are you going to help your friend? How are you going to help?" Song Shuhang asked.

"I haven't figured out how to help yet... I'm going to go over now and see if there's anything I can do to help. If the other sect really goes too far, I'll go back to Lingdie Island and bring someone over to help my friend. The aristocratic family supports the show! When the truth doesn't make sense, let's see who has the harder fist!" Yu Rouzi clenched her fist and bared her sharp little tiger fangs.

"Is there anything I can help with?" Song Shuhang asked - the cultivation sect and the aristocratic family, it makes me feel very moved just thinking about it. If possible, he would also like to see it.

Rouzi Yu glanced at Shuhang, and then said as tactfully as possible: "No, Senior Song, your cultivation level is a little low, and you can't help much in the past."

Song Shuhang suddenly burst into tears - I'm sorry, I'm a weakling, I'm so sorry!

"After I finish helping my friends, if my father hasn't sent anyone to take me back, I will go hunting for treasures with Senior Song!" Soft Feather reached out and patted Song Shuhang, comforting her.

Song Shuhang replied: "Okay."

"By the way, I heard that Doudou from True Lord Huangshan's house is also here, Senior Song? Why didn't you see it? I never had the chance to see Doudou. When my father took me to visit True Lord Huangshan's house, Every time I encounter Doudou running away from home." Yurouzi asked curiously.

"Doudou is still treating hemorrhoids with young monk Guoguo in the hospital. Counting the time, today is the last time for young monk's treatment, and Doudou should be back." Song Shuhang replied.

Just as he was talking about Doudou, Song Shuhang's cell phone rang. When he saw it, it was not Doudou who was calling.

"Doudou should be going home. I'll take a call." Song Shuhang smiled and answered the phone.

"Hello, little friend Shuhang, it's me, Zhou Li." It was Zhou Li's voice that came from the other end of the phone. And at this time, his voice seemed extremely heavy, and there was a deep sense of powerlessness.

Song Shuhang himself was confused as to how he could hear so many emotions in Senior Brother Zhou Li's voice, but he just heard it!

Song Shuhang immediately asked: "Senior Brother Zhou Li, what happened? Is there something wrong with your tone?"

"Doudou ran away." When Zhou Li said these words, it seemed that all his energy was consumed: "Moreover, he also ran away with the little monk Guoguo. I'm sorry, little friend Shuhang. . I was obviously right next to them, but I failed to keep an eye on them!"

"..." Song Shuhang felt that there was a mouthful of old blood in his throat that was about to spurt out.