Noble Husband At the Door

Chapter 2947

Beside him stood a little monk, who was about ten years old. He looked very obedient, with a little cuteness on his tender face, and his eyes were full of innocence.

Seeing Samuel, the old monk bowed slightly and said, "Amitabha.!"

Samuel also bowed slightly.

"Donor Hannigan has indeed not disappointed me. Follow me."

As his voice fell, the old monk turned around and walked forward, followed by Samuel.

The group of three crossed the bamboo forest and walked into the deep mountains in the distance.

The deeper they went, the thicker the black Qi became. Not to mention the extraordinary Divine Sense of a master like Samuel, even ordinary people could feel that the incomparably evil Devil Aura was getting heavier and heavier. It even made people feel that the cold wind was piercing to the bone and the cold wind was piercing into the marrow.

Even the blue sky above his head was covered with dark clouds. When he came out of the bamboo forest, even if there was no shelter, his vision was extremely dark.

"These are all Devil Aura s of Night Demon." The old monk said slightly.

"Didn't I hear that Night Demon is invincible only in the dream at night, and he is very weak during the day?" Samuel frowned and said.

"Who told you?" The old monk was slightly surprised.

Samuel stopped talking. Obviously, the demonic dragon told him this. Previously, he believed in the demonic dragon, so there was no need to say much. But now, the demonic dragon and Night Demon were in cahoots, so naturally, he could not believe his words.

"Dragons are born lust, and lust is chaotic. Although not all dragons are like this, most of them are like this. The so-called mountains and rivers are easy to change, and their natures are difficult to change. Donor Hannigan, don't believe their words." The old monk said softly.

"I see." Samuel nodded.

"Tian'er!"

"Master, Tian'er is here."

"Hand over the Jingxin Pearl to Donor Hannigan," the old monk said softly.

"Ah?" The little monk was slightly stunned. He glanced at Samuel quietly and whispered, "Master, the Jingxin Bead is a secret treasure of our temple. Even if he is one of our temple, without the agreement of the head of the temple, he can't touch it, let alone outsiders. You..."

"Tian'er, the so-called rules are set up for people. Their purpose is to form a circle and do whatever they want. But if the rules hinder these, its meaning will no longer exist."

Hearing this, the little monk nodded, took out a small golden bead from his arms, and handed it to Samuel.

It could be seen that although the small earthen bead was golden, there was a faint glimmer in it. It was definitely extraordinary at first glance.

"The Jingxin Pearl of our temple can seek good fortune and avoid harm. It can stabilize your mind. Therefore, you can't be invaded or harmed by any demons. If you take it with you, the Devil Aura will reduce a lot, which will naturally have a better impact on you." After handing it over, the little monk followed the old monk and said to Samuel without looking back.

Samuel looked at his eyes and said, "Master, I am not a top master, but at least I have the ability to protect myself. Although Devil Aura here is very heavy, it has little impact on me. You'd better give it to someone who needs it."

After that, Samuel handed over the pearl and wanted to return it.

The old monk did not even stretch out his hand. He smiled gently and said, "I know very well that the most suitable thing should be used by the most suitable person. Donor Hannigan, although you are excellent, and I know this very well, the Night Demon is not an ordinary thing. He is an ancient devil with extraordinary means, and his Devil Aura is very evil. The monks in our temple are not afraid. At most, we will die, which can be regarded as a merit."

"But for you, Mr. Hannigan, if you areExclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

disturbed by Devil Aura of Night

Demon, it is very likely that it will cause the incredible and

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unpredictable impact of the demon blood in your body. At that time, with your ability to turn into a devil and the power of Night Demon, how can

the monks of our temple be a match for you?"

"If you were to release the two devils, the death of our generation would be nothing. What is terrifying would be the innocent lives of all living beings would turn into ashes at that time."

The old monk's words made Samuel understand. He nodded and put the golden pearl into his arms.

Seeing Samuel withdraw the pearl, the old monk smiled and said lightly, "The Jingxin Pearl is not for Donor Hannigan, but for all the people in the world."

After taking a few more steps, the old monk suddenly asked, "By the way, Donor Hannigan, no one else will know our conversation, right?" "Grandmaster, you mean... don't worry. The soul of the Devil Dragon exists in my consciousness. Before leaving the city, I've already trapped him. Unless I want to, he won't be able to communicate with the outside world."

In fact, this was also the main reason why Samuel was more convinced of what the old monk said.

The soul of the evil dragon could naturally communicate with him in his mind, but from the beginning to the end, the evil dragon had never said a word to him, not even a basic explanation.

This could explain a lot of problems.

After all, without such a thing, would the soul of the demonic dragon not come out to argue?

Therefore, after he left the city, the soul of the demonic dragon still did not explain.

Even though Samuel had never trapped the demonic dragon, he did not completely believe this monk. He was still waiting for the demonic dragon's soul. Unfortunately...

Samuel couldn't even feel his existence!

Hearing Samuel's words, the corner of the old monk's mouth showed a meaningful smile, but it flashed by quickly.

"Donor Hannigan is indeed a smart person. I don't need to say much but you know that I'm asking about the soul of the evil dragon."

"Donor Hannigan, let's speed up."

After that, the old monk walked forward quickly. Samuel also nodded and followed him closely all the way.

Near noon, it was already raining heavily, and the sound of Buddha above their heads was gradually suppressed by the heavy rain. However, none of them stopped and continued to rush into the mountains.

"Donor Hannigan, there's still half a

day to go. I'm afraid it's hard on you. Why don't you eat plain steamed

buns?" After the old monk foc!

speaking, the little monk

immediately took out a cloth bag from his bosom and opened it. After that, there were several steamed

buns.

The little monk handed it over to Samuel first, but Samuel shook his head with a smile and said, "No need."

"Donor Hannigan, are you worried that it's poisonous or that it's too rough?" The old monk smiled gently and took a big bite of the steamed bun the little monk handed him.

Tian'er also stuffed a bun into his mouth and then handed it to Samuel, looking at him eagerly.

Samuel was naturally cautious, but thinking that he was immune to all kinds of poisons, Samuel was about to reach out to take it, but the little monk seemed to think that Samuel didn't want it anymore. He took back the steamed bun, caught up with the old monk in a few steps and walked forward.

Samuel was slightly stunned. He shook his head and followed him with a wry smile helplessly.

He looked back at the Border Town behind him, which was already bright and sunny. The clear sun was in the sky, and in front of him, dark clouds

were pressing down, as if the sky was falling...