The protagonist robbed my fiancée, and I stole his house.

Chapter 26 Threatening the old monk!
"What happened to Green Bee?"

Zhao Yi returned to the front hall and saw Huang Ying studying the ring, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Just now, Zhao Yi went to check on Green Bee's injuries, but unexpectedly he was turned away.

Qingfeng's attitude was so bad that Zhao Yi could feel the low pressure in the room through the door.

Upon hearing this, Huang Ying put down the ring in her hand and said with a puzzled look on her face: "Master, do you really not know?"

"What do you know?" Zhao Yi asked puzzledly.

Huang Ying carefully observed Zhao Yi's expression and narrowed her eyes when she saw that he didn't look like he was lying.

She glanced towards Qingfeng's room and lowered her voice: "Qingfeng is jealous!"

Zhao Yi became more and more confused: "Why are you jealous?"

Huang Ying said: "Of course you asked Shopkeeper Yao to be the cauldron!"

Zhao Yi raised an eyebrow: "You mean, Qingfeng has a crush on this prince, and she knows that I want Yao Qing to be my cauldron, so she's jealous?"

"That's not true." Huang Ying directly broke Zhao Yi's fantasy.

Huang Ying said: "Qingfeng likes men who are upright and upright. Master, you have been waiting on Su's side before. You don't have any manliness at all. She doesn't like men like you!"

Zhao Yi: "..."

Can this be said directly?
Is he shameless?
Zhao Yi said angrily: "Since Qingfeng doesn't like me, why is she jealous?"

"Because Qingfeng is your authentic furnace!" Huang Ying said confidently.

"The Green Bee was selected to serve as a furnace for you!"

"Qingfeng practices the "Dragon Jiao Kung Fu" which is the ultimate yang technique. Women practice the zen yang technique. The pure yin essence is a great tonic for men!"

"Look at her name, Green Bee! She is here to finish her battle!"

"Qingfeng has been preparing for you for so many years. I finally waited until you were about to practice, but in the end, you replaced the inexplicable shopkeeper Yao as the furnace."

"It's strange that Green Bee isn't angry!"

Zhao Yi: "..."

Zhao Yi didn't understand very much.

It's not a good thing to serve as a furnace for others.

Didn’t you see that when Yao Qing heard that Zhao Yi asked her to be the furnace cauldron, her face turned completely black?

Huang Ying looked at Zhao Yi's face and said sternly: "Master, you don't understand Qingfeng. She is a person who accepts death. She has been taught since childhood to sacrifice for you. This is her mission. If you let Yao Qing replace her, she will It will collapse!”

Zhao Yigang was about to speak when he suddenly saw a thin figure outside the window from the corner of his eye.

His heart moved, and he nodded: "Then let's use Green Bee!"

"That Yao Qing's origins are unknown, and I can't trust her. What if she takes the opportunity to harm me?"

"In comparison, Green Bee is the most trustworthy!"

"If there is anyone in this world who will not betray me, then it must be Green Bee!"

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he looked out the window out of the corner of his eye and saw that the figure standing there had disappeared.

Huang Ying clicked her tongue twice: "Master really dotes on Green Bee, and my maid can't help but feel jealous!"

Zhao Yi ignored her.

Looking away, Zhao Yi looked at the ring on the table and asked, "Did you find any clues?"

Huang Ying's face suddenly became serious when she heard what was going on.

She explained: "His Royal Highness the eldest prince has placed a restriction on the ring. This restriction gradually weakens over time. I just checked it and the restriction will disappear soon, and what is inside will soon be revealed."

Having said this, Huang Ying asked curiously: "Master, do you know what is inside the ring?"

Zhao Yi nodded: "I only know that there is a remnant soul inside, but I don't know who it is specifically!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the ring on the table trembling, and then an old monk wearing khaki robes emerged from the ring.

The old monk's body was almost transparent. It seemed that he had been seriously injured by Zhao Mian before, and his soul was almost scattered.Seeing Zhao Yi, the old monk was stunned for a moment, clasped his hands together and called out the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

This was the first time Huang Ying saw the remnant soul stored in the ring. She looked at the old monk curiously, her eyes full of exploration.

Zhao Yi was afraid that she had spoiled the old monk, so he quickly said: "I still have use for this old monk, I can't let you play with it!"

Huang Ying said oh and was immediately disappointed.

The old monk's soul trembled, and he looked at Huang Ying with a speechless look.

Why does this girl look so disappointed?
What does she want to do?
The monk is already so unlucky, how else does she want to trouble him?
"Amitabha!"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name again.

He turned to look at Zhao Yi and said calmly: "Donor, I don't know what happened to my scoundrel?"

The old monk is quite smart.

After he saw Zhao Yi clearly in front of him, he immediately deduced the whole story.

"That eldest prince was sent there by you, right?"

The old monk thought that Zhao Mian was looking for him to seek revenge, but now it seems that he has another hidden agenda.

"Brother, I invited you there!" Zhao Yi nodded and admitted.

He looked at the old monk, pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "I can actually trick him into dying, so that I can stop your thoughts. But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it, because I also want you to be honest with me, Master." See you."

Having said this, Zhao Yi got straight to the point: "Master, how about we make a deal?"

"Amitabha!"

The old monk clasped his hands together and looked neither sad nor happy.

"Donor, please speak."

Zhao Yi was very satisfied with the old monk's cooperation and said seriously: "You tell me the purpose of that dead egg, and I will let you find your apprentice. What do you think, master?"

Amitabha!
The old monk clasped his hands and said, "Donor, if the poor monk refuses, what will be the result?"

Zhao Yi didn't answer and asked instead: "Master, if I guessed correctly, your soul should be attached to the ring and cannot be separated, right?"

"Amitabha." The old monk chanted the Buddha's name again.

Zhao Yi raised his hand to interrupt him and reminded him: "Master, monks don't lie. Are you trying to break the precepts?"

The old monk paused.

After a long time, he said slowly: "What the donor guessed is that the poor monk's soul is indeed inseparable from this ring!"

"That's fine." Zhao Yi nodded with a smile.

"If you refuse, I'll throw the ring into the manure pit."

"Although I may never be able to crack the secret of the dead egg by doing this, it also ensures that others cannot get it, and it is not a loss for me."

"Master, you may have to work harder. In the future, you will have to live with maggots in pickled things."

After Zhao Yi finished speaking, he looked at the old monk's almost transparent soul body and said:

"The master's soul looks very weak. It seems that he won't be able to hold on for long before he is exhausted."

"This is a good thing. At least the master doesn't have to live with maggots for a long time!"

"One thing is that, Master, you can still retain a trace of your soul after death. You must have been a big shot in life. It would sound unsightly to pass away among a bunch of rotten things!"

"But the master is an eminent monk, so he shouldn't care about these minutiae. Maybe you can save those maggots with your profound Buddhist teachings!"

Having said this, Zhao Yi looked at the old monk and calmly said:
"Master, do you still want to refuse?"

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(End of this chapter)