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Liu'er had already put life and death out of her hands, so she was suddenly enlightened. He thought that regardless of whether he lived or died, at least he did not live for nothing. He was relieved. He did not want to apologize to Zhao Lingqiu, nor did he want to meet with the two ghosts. He just wanted to quietly lie here and wait for the sun to set before rising again.

After an unknown period of time, the sky finally darkened. Liu'er looked at the sky full of stars as she counted them one by one. When he was a beggar, he had repeated this countless times, but today, he was even more serious. Perhaps this was the last time he saw such a beautiful starry sky.

Many years later, if he were to disappear, would Xiao Lan also be silently counting stars under the same sky?

Liu'er continued to count until the sky started to turn pale and all the stars dimmed, leaving behind only the brightest one. After a while, the sky became a bright and beautiful golden color. A round sun slowly appeared, and the ground was instantly enveloped by the golden light. The unrestrained fog at night disappeared.

Liu Gan didn't close his eyes for the whole night, and when he looked at his eyes, he felt a sharp pain. He looked down at the people of the Treasure House, who were busily preparing for their rising early in the morning. Liu'er stretched lazily and thought to herself, "It's so lively down there, but I'm actually lazy while hiding in the mountains. If someone finds out, then wouldn't I be a little lazy bug?" I'll go down and help them! " He stepped on the ground and ran down the mountain. He was wearing the clothes of a servant, and now that he had snuck into the manor, no one cared about him. Liu'er followed the others and busied herself for the whole morning.

As noon approached, more and more people came to offer their birthday wishes. Qian Manshun, dressed in a red robe, welcomed him with a smile. Liu'er hid in the distance and peeked around. Fortunately, there were many people in the manor, so the people from the Treasure House were unable to catch up and no one paid attention to her. At this time, someone suddenly shouted, "Shaolin Temple Master Hui Ru has come to offer his congratulations!" With that, the crowd clamored and all of them looked up on their tiptoes. Qian came forward and gave a deep bow. It was as if he was a birthday star.

Liu'er looked up and saw four or five monks walking in from the front and back. Four of them were dressed in plain clothes and had boxes in their hands. The person in the middle wore a red monastic robe and held a staff in his hand. His pair of sword-like eyebrows were raised and his two tiger-like eyes were shining. Liu'er saw this and could not help but admire him. She thought to herself, "It is said that the martial arts of the world produce Shaolin. Seeing it today, it really does live up to its name." I feel that this Grandmaster Monk is even more powerful than a Taoist from the Purple Clouds Sect. "

The monk said: "Amitabha! Unknowingly, another year has passed and Benefactor Qian has become even more energetic! " "Master Hui Ru comes to my humble abode, it really brings light to my humble abode! For me to be able to live my lowly life in this world is all thanks to the blessing of Lord Buddha and the blessing of my Buddhist Dharma. " Hui Ran clasped her hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer. "Benefactor Qian has been good all his life and built many Buddhist temples for this lowly temple. He is a living Buddha anyway, so why would he need the Buddha's blessing?" As he spoke, he spread out his palm and pointed to the side, then continued, "This is a gift prepared by my Elder Brother Fang. Please forgive us for our petty grudges." Qian Manshun laughed. "I am already overwhelmed by the fact that Master Hui Xin is able to remember this little one!" He hurriedly yelled as he received the wooden box. Then, he said, "When this humble one is free, I will definitely go to Shaolin to burn incense to pay my respects to Buddha and personally thank Reverend Huixin." After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Qian Mansion ordered several monks to be brought to the house for a rest.

Liu'er thought to herself, "Why are the monks from Shaolin Temple so polite to him?" He leaned to the left and right, listening to someone discuss, "Villa Owner Qian's fame is really well-known. Who would have thought that the Young Forest Temple's Master Hui Ru would personally come to congratulate him." Another person said, "That's only natural. I heard that Villa Owner Qian believes in buddhism, donating a lot of merits to the Shaolin Temple every year to build a temple!" Another one said, "No wonder! So this monk was here to curry favor with the rich man! "Humph, everyone says that the Pure Land of Buddha is a land of pure cultivation and no desire, but in my opinion, that's all!"

Liu'er heard the discussions of the crowd and finally understood, "So he had already made his preparations to invite all the high monks from the Shaolin Temple. If I expose his plot, others will not believe me. What should I do? " Just as Liu'er was deep in thought, she heard someone shout from outside the door, "Sailor, Clan Master Ye is here to offer his life!"

Liu'er was shocked, "The main character is here!" He raised his head to look at the door and saw more than twenty people walking in, each of them carrying a bamboo basket. All of them were over seven feet tall, dressed in plain clothes, carrying bamboo baskets in their hands, and the veins in their arms were bulging. It seemed that these baskets contained extremely heavy goods, and were probably a gift prepared by the sailors. The one in the middle was eight feet tall and had a full beard. His two black arms were strong as if they were made of steel. There were nearly a hundred scars on the skin of that person's arm. It was obvious at a glance that he was someone who had experienced life and death situations. His steps were steady and powerful. Every step he took seemed to be able to destroy the earth.

Liu'er looked at the man and thought to herself, "This must be the Seaman's gang's main leaf boat! He was the leader of a gang, but he was wearing the same fisherman's clothes as the other disciples. How rare! It was no wonder that his eldest brother and sister-in-law were willing to risk their lives for him. "So this person is so heroic!"

The man strode forward, and in a few steps, he arrived beside Qian Mansheng. He cupped his hands, bowed to him, and laughed out loud, "Brother Qian!" Congratulations! "Hahaha!" His laughter was so deep that people felt dizzy. The servants who were busy before and after couldn't help but cover their ears with their hands, smashing the wine cups in their hands into pieces. Liu'er thought: "Sect Leader Ye's inner force is so strong! I have help! As soon as he entered the door, he immediately put on a show of force.

Mansion: "Not at all!" Thank you, Brother Ye, for your trouble! "Haha!" With a smile, he circulated his inner force. The crowd only felt that the two of them were like stones that had fallen into the middle of the lake. The sound waves were like ripples in the water, rippling outwards in all directions. As the two of them pressed down on each other, the remaining people felt as if thousands of gongs were ringing in their ears, their hearts restless.

Liu Qingmei's inner force was strong and she was not affected by the two men's attack. There was no lack of martial arts experts among the remaining people as they looked on with interest. The rest of the people quickly fled in all directions like frightened fish. The twenty odd sailors behind the boat were still holding their bamboo baskets and standing there motionlessly. He was shocked and he thought to himself, "With our abilities, we can't even shake them half? Were these people really sailors? How come I didn't know that the Seaman's Gang had such a powerful person? If I did not leave a trump card, perhaps I will fall into his hands today! " He then said, "Brother Ye, you have already given me enough face by coming here. Why did you bring so many things? What are these? "Could it be that this is the living being that I just scooped out from the river?"

As he spoke, he rushed towards those people as if he wanted to snatch them away. Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he appeared beside one of the contenders. He extended his palm, wanting to snatch that person away. That person still remained motionless, allowing him to do as he pleased.

Before Qian Mansheng could cover the basket with his palm, another figure flashed and Ye Zhou appeared beside him. Ye Zhou reached out and grabbed his wrist as well and smiled, "Brother Qian, don't be impatient! These things are yours all the time. Guess first! "