That unknown world, the so-called rigor is not that people cannot enter.

To be honest, it is equivalent to raising a dog at home.

When someone runs in, the dog will rush over and bite people.

Those who are not strong enough will be bitten to death by the dog.

Of course, this metaphor is based on the standpoint of an outsider like Bai Ye.

As the original boss of this world, a mosquito ran into the house and was slapped to death by him.

Now, Bai Ye, the mosquito, entered this world, and quickly covered up his breath and became a "local person".

"Oh, you can already sense the direction...but why is it a little strange?"

Bai Ye thought to himself, turning into an orange stream of light and disappearing into the sky.

With "intelligent sensing", it is not difficult for Bai Ye to find the location of the fragments of the Staff of Power and Wealth.

Soon, Bai Ye arrived at a nearby location.

Then, he saw a white horse that was otherwise fair. On the white horse, it was not the prince charming who was going to kiss Snow White, but a bald monk.

The monk was wearing a yellow monk's robe, but it was just a style of a monk.

It is not lenient, it seems clean and neat, and will not affect action.

There is a square basket behind my back, and a part of it extends to form a cover on the top of my head.

It looks like an umbrella, and it can barely cover the sun and drizzle.

The monk's face is quite handsome. If he changes into a white monk's robe, he can pretend to be the Seven Wonderful Monks, Monk Wuhua.

The monk's face was full of firmness, looking at the road ahead.

Bai Ye looked at the monk and fell into deep thought.

The fragment he sensed was wrong on the monk's body. To be precise, it seemed to be inside the monk's body?

What's going on?

What to do if you encounter problems?

Of course, I quickly opened Baidu and Google.

Of course, it is not possible now, so Bai Ye used the most direct method.

He fell from the sky and stopped the monk.

The white horse under the monk's crotch neighed, his hooves raised, almost overturning the monk.

"This master." Bai Ye said to the monk, his smile very warmly.

"donor."

The monk dismounted and bowed to Bai Ye.

"Master, do you know this road?" Bai Ye said, pointing to the path under the feet of the two of them.

The monk blinked and looked at Bai Ye with some confusion.

"I drove this road." Bai Ye said with a smile, "I heard that this tree was planted by me and I drove this road. Do you want to pass by it from now on and leave to buy wealth?"

The expression on the monk's face suddenly became stiff.

The robbery hit the monks!

Is there any truth?

"This donor, I am a monk and have no body." The monk hesitated and said.

"Don't tell me something like "no long things, I'm a man, who cares if you have any long things?" Bai Ye waved his hand and said, "I'm here to rob money! Hurry up, hand over all the valuable things to me!"

As he said that, he took out the Qinghong Sword and pointed at the monk.

If Cao Cao and Zhao Yun knew about the first two masters of Qinghong Sword, they would probably shout loudly: "Pearl covered with dust! You are not worthy of using a sword!"

"I really don't have any money, just some clothes." said the monk.

Facing Bai Ye's powerful robbery, he was not too panicked.

"The thief doesn't leave the empty door. I'm the first time I opened it today. I must not return empty-handed. In this way, you can take it off." Bai Ye said.

“…”

Cold sweat began to appear on the monk's forehead.

Damn it’s the promise of robbing money!

"Monk, I saw the deep meaning in your strange eyes." Bai Ye said "tsk", "I didn't expect that you, the monk, also understands it very well. The quiet place of Buddhism has fallen."

“…”

What can a monk do?

The monk was also very desperate.

If you don’t leave the empty door, you will take the horse!

Why take it off!

"It seems that I still have to do it myself."

Seeing the monk hesitating, Bai Ye waved the Qinghong Sword in his hand.

In an instant, the monk's wardrobe turned into pieces.

Bai Ye looked up and down at the monk. This monk did not lie, saying that he had no body and no body, and he was very honest.

Then, the fragments of power and wealth are actually inside him!

In the cold wind, the monk shivered.

"Sorry, monk, I have something to take back, so I'll ask you to die for the moment. Of course, don't worry, I will save you after death, so you can just take it as an operation." After that, Bai Ye stabbed the monk with a sword.

He didn't give the monk time to react at all.

But just the moment the sword blade was about to touch the monk.

A ray of light burst out from the monk's body, covering him like a golden bell cover.

The Qinghong sword stabbed the light shield and made a sound like a bell.

"Oh?" Bai Ye was not surprised, but instead showed a sudden expression.

The moment the light shield appeared, the panicked expression on the monk's face disappeared, and a white monk robe with golden light appeared and draped over him.

"Amitabha."

The monk chose the Buddha's name for Bai Ye.

He suddenly changed from an ordinary handsome monk to a super-spirited monk.

"It's interesting." A hint of hidden aura also appeared on Bai Ye's body.

That is the power of the Staff of Power and Wealth.

The monk's indifferent expression changed instantly, and he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"The monk is very good at playing, and he actually merged the fragments of the scepter." Bai Ye said to the monk.

"The donor is the real master of the fragment?" asked the monk.

"Yes." Bai Ye said.

"I am a monk, Jin Chanzi." The monk performed a Buddhist ceremony.

"etc."

Bai Ye said, "Jin Chanzi? The second disciple of the Buddha, who is the Tang Sanzang in this life, is going to the West to obtain scriptures?"

No wonder I am a little familiar with the style of this white horse monk.

Monk, it was wrong, Jin Chanzi nodded and shook his head again.

"What do you mean when you nod and shake your head?" Bai Ye asked.

"I am the golden cicadazi. I just went to the West, not to seek the scriptures, but to let the gods and Buddhas in the sky disappear!"

Jin Chanzi said.

"...It's still the Journey to the West in the style of the Legend of Wukong." Bai Ye sighed, "Okay, come on, return the fragments first."

Jin Chanzi shook her head.

"I said to monk, don't think that you are awesome as a golden cicada now. If you make me angry, you will still rob you of wealth." Bai Ye said, threatening to wave the Qinghong Sword in his hand.

"It's not what I want." Jin Chanzi said, "I will tell a story for the donor."

"...If you tell a story, just tell a story. Wouldn't I be embarrassed?" Bai Ye said.

“…”

Jin Chanzi felt a headache. The master of the fragment was not a good master.
To be continued...