"Master..." Mo Chen's voice was hoarse. He staggered away Zhang Zili's support, staggered a few steps and knelt on the ground, and reached out to pick up the "minced meat" on the ground.

"You are not allowed to touch the master!" The little monk roared, rushed to Mo Chen, and kicked Mo Chen in the chest.

Mo Chen was kicked to the ground, and the little monk rushed up like crazy, swung his arm and punched Mo Chen in the face with a bang, and staggered him again.

When everyone saw this, they all stepped forward to "strike up". Zheng Yi spat and said, "C!" He ran two steps and flew up from behind, kicked the little monk in the back, and kicked him off Mo Chen. Zhang Zili immediately stepped forward and worked with Zheng Yi to press the little monk tightly to the ground.

"It's not the Zen master whom the teacher killed!" Meng Xinyao resented the little monk.

The little monk was very excited and shouted, because it was because of Mo Chen that Zen Master ended in such a miserable ending.

"Yes! It's all because of me!" Mo Chen murmured to himself.

Mo Chen's tears fell uncontrollably. He lowered his head deeply, looking like a depressed look, which made everyone feel a little distressed. People's hearts are fleshy, although each of them knows very well that in this space, except for them, the rest are just NPCs in illusory, but no one can accept those plots that sacrifice themselves for them.

The deceased has passed away, and he cannot be at peace after his death. Everyone, with extreme sorrow and mourning, silently picked up the Zen master's body bit by bit and put it in one place. Meng and Chen found a large piece of brocade cloth to temporarily wrap the Zen master's body. As for the identifiable corpses of Xu Yaohua, Zhang Zili used a broom to confine it in the bamboo basket. After the sealing box, Zheng Yi posted a piece of talisman paper on it and buried it in the Qian family's backyard by the two. The end of the matter was tragic.

At the insistence of the young monk, he "taken back" the Zen master's body. Waiting for dawn, the young monk wanted to take his master home. As for how to resettle it back to the temple, it was not something Mo Chen and others could worry about.

Mo Chen was still in a heavy mood, but they still had what they had to do now. The Qian family is no longer there. After everything was settled, Ding Si quietly emerged, and it was difficult for him to find a place to live when he was "fighting in chaos". However, no one pursued him to hide. After all, everyone has only one life, and no one can ask for anyone, and they must follow him to live and die.

Not only everyone, but even Mo Chen himself, after his emotions were stable, his calm thinking couldn't help but wonder why Zen Master Jingde saved Mo Chen and died on his behalf during that crisis.

The dust settled, and Xu Yaohua knew that his situation was going to go out. He was already mentally abnormal and he was crazy and wanted to die with Mo Chen and the others. However, he had no strength to lose the support of the ghost slave's resentment. Secondly, Xu Yaohua had to pull someone to carry the back even if he died. Mo Chen was chosen by him for a little bit, using the Double Dragon Jade Pendant as bait to trick him into getting closer.

If it weren't for Zen Master Jingde, the one who died was destined to be Mo Chen. Although great monks all had selfless spirits, they could say that they were so unscrupulous that they were just for Mo Chen, but everyone did not agree with the reason of "selfless dedication".

Could it be that there is still an unknown connection between Zen Master and Mo Chen?

Mo Chen shook his head. At least from all the clues he got, there was no hint that he had any extraordinary relationship with the Zen master. If we had to find a strange place, there was indeed one where the Zen master asked Mo Chen to go to his room to get medicine. At that time, the Zen master said something inexplicable to him.

Mo Chen told everyone about this, and Zhang Zili asked strangely, "Sir, you must have done something bad, right?"

"Hmm?" Mo Chen was confused when asked.

Zhang Zili looked at everyone and said as if seeking resonance, "Don't you feel this way? Although I can't say what's wrong, I just feel that either the teacher has done something bad and the Zen master has found out, so he vaguely advised him to turn back. Or the teacher tried to do something bad, but the Zen master noticed that he hoped that the teacher could give up."

"Nonsense, sir and we are passing by here. If it weren't for the thunderstorm at night, we wouldn't have come here to stay." Meng Xinyao did not agree with Zhang Zili's statement. On the contrary, she and Chen Cen had another opinion.

Meng and Chen felt that Zen Master Jingde and Qian Tianlong had a master-disciple relationship, and it is said that the two were like father and son, so the Zen Master could come to the mansion, perhaps the purpose of the Zen Master was to avenge Qian Tianlong.

Zhang Zili exaggeratedly and looked incredible, "Avenge Qian Tianlong and say those mysterious words to his husband are for yarn?"

"For..." Before Meng Xinyao could think about this, Chen Cen interrupted, "Because the husband was framed by Haitang and Butler Xu at that time, perhaps Zen Master Jingde had subjective doubts about the husband."

Mo Chen lowered his head slightly and thought, then shook his head, "No, I have never been suspected by the Zen master. On the contrary, he always gives me a very intimate feeling, as if we knew each other, and he gives me a particularly intimate feeling, a bit like... like an elder who loves people very much." Mo Chen recalled that every time the Zen master looked at his eyes, he seemed particularly kind now.

Mo Chen's feeling was not accepted by everyone. In their opinion, because the Zen master sacrificed his life to save Mo Chen, Mo Chen's gratitude suddenly spread, and he subconsciously felt that it was natural to be close to the Zen master.

"There is a Buddhist saying, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? If you want me to say, you just think too much." Zheng Yi rolled his eyes to everyone, lit the dry tobacco, and started to smoke. He took a few puffs by himself, and handed it to Mo Chen, "Hey, are you here?"

For some reason, it seems that there are some people who like to have a few mouthfuls of this thing when they are in a bad mood. Mo Chen is no exception. As soon as he took a sip, he was choked by the strong smell of dry tobacco and coughed rustly. He waved his hand and hurriedly returned the dry tobacco to Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi took the dry tobacco with a wicked smile and called everyone, "Let's go! It's so cold, can't we chat in the house?"

As soon as he said this, everyone felt the cold wind rustled and shivered, and they only blamed that what had just happened was too bizarre.

When the crowd returned to the main room, Zheng Yi took the lead in, but immediately turned around and blocked Meng Xinyao and said softly, "You guys go out, don't come in!"

People's curiosity was at this time. Meng Xinyao didn't even think about it. Then the height difference between her and Zheng Yi looked down and suddenly shouted, "Ah~~~~"
Chapter completed!