Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 127 This sword spirit is too greedy 39

Zhao Zhao remained seated by the window, lost in thought, unwilling to return to the desolate Zhao Xue Sword.

A strange noise came from afar. Zhao Zhao looked up and saw a group of monks slowly walking over, striking wooden fish and turning prayer beads in their hands.

As soon as they appeared, the whole street fell silent.

It was Zhao Zhao's first time seeing monks, and she looked at their bald heads with great curiosity.

Summer should be very cool, Zhao Zhao thought, touching her thick black hair, her eyes shining with a strange light, looking eager to try it out.

The group of young monks were all handsome, with gentle smiles on their faces, making them seem approachable and kind.

Zhao Zhao discovered that the lowest level among them was Golden Core stage cultivation, and the two leading young monks had even reached the Nascent Soul stage.

This should be the Holy Sound Sect that Lan Sheng mentioned. Their cultivation methods are different from those of ordinary cultivators, and the sect only recruits men with a Buddhist affinity.

When Zhao Zhao heard the word "Buddha," she got goosebumps all over and didn't listen carefully to Lan Sheng's introduction at all.

At this moment, Zhao Zhao became very interested in them.

He lowered his head and stared intently at the monks passing by below the Yinyue Tower.

Suddenly, a monk looked up and his eyes met Zhao Zhao's. Zhao Zhao was stunned. The monk was very handsome, with a tall and straight figure, like a bamboo stalk. His dark eyes were clear and bright, and he was looking at him with a gentle smile.

The boy put his hands together in front of his chest and bowed slightly to him. Zhao Zhao felt very good about him and followed his example, smiling and bowing back.

Watching the group enter Linfeng Tower, Zhao Zhao closed the window, finally unable to resist going out.

With a loud bang, Zhao Zhao quickly kicked open the door and ran downstairs.

Hearing the commotion, Lan Sheng, who was discussing business with Pei Ze in the next room, opened the door, grabbed Zhao Zhao who had run past his room, raised an eyebrow slightly, and smiled, "Zhao Zhao, what are you up to now?"

Seeing his movements, Lan Sheng unconsciously became alert.

Zhao Zhao shook off his hand and said excitedly, "I saw a very handsome young man, and I want to get to know him."

Lan Sheng quickly stopped him, "Explain clearly, whose son is he?"

"Oh dear, it's a young monk from the Holy Sound Sect."

Upon hearing that it was the Holy Sound Sect, Lan Sheng immediately let go, "Alright, go have some fun."

He wouldn't be so at ease with anyone else at this crucial moment, but it's different with people from the Holy Sound Sect.

Their sect is known for its strong sense of righteousness, loyalty, and kindness.

When Zhao Zhao ran to Linfeng Tower, there were still many monks waiting in the main hall.

A touch of blue mixed into the snow-white monk's robe made Zhao Zhao stand out.

When the monks saw him arrive, they showed no surprise, remaining gentle and polite as ever. "Are you here to see someone?"

“Yes.” Zhao Zhao’s eyebrows curved into a smile, and then she turned her eyes and suddenly noticed a familiar face smiling at her from the side.

Zhao Zhao was overjoyed and went to him, saying, "I came to find you."

These monks all looked alike, with identical hairstyles and clothing, making it difficult for Zhao Zhao, who had blended in with them, to distinguish who was who.

Fortunately, this person was relatively conspicuous.

Shi'e stood up, his clear eyes looking gently at Zhao Zhao.

Zhao Zhao took the initiative, grinning, "I'm here to make your acquaintance because we're destined to meet."

Shi'e smiled slightly and said, "This humble monk is Shi'e."

"I am Zhaozhao."

The two boys smiled at each other. Shi'e's clear eyes were fixed on Zhao Zhao. Remembering what he had just said, he said, "You are not destined to be with me, but destined to be with Buddha."

Zhao Zhao couldn't help but think of the Buddha in the Avici Hell, but seeing the sincerity in his eyes, she smiled and said, "Is that so?"