Longyou's winds carried plenty of sand.
Even on this flat, broad official road, once autumn arrived, yellow dust would still whirl up and fill the sky.
Coupled with how softly Bujie had murmured just now, even Chen Tong, who had already entered the Bone Resonance Realm, could not help frowning as he looked over.
"What did you just say?"
"Nothing."
The monk Bujie looked utterly unconcerned as he shook his head at him.
He casually hung the wine gourd back at his waist, patted his round belly, and smiled. "Benefactor Chen, take the brothers ahead to patrol first. This monk still has some personal matters to settle here..."
"Personal matters?"
Chen Tong gave him several suspicious looks.
"What personal matters could you possibly have in this godforsaken wilderness?"
Monk Bujie pressed his palms together and said with a smile, "Amitabha... No telling, no telling..."
"Putting on airs and playing tricks."
Chen Tong rolled his eyes, but did not press the matter.
Given how improper this monk usually was, rushing them away like this... he was most likely tangled up with some woman again.
Besides, Longyou was peaceful these days. With the other man's Bone Resonance Realm strength, it would be difficult for him to encounter anyone he could not afford to provoke.
With that thought.
He turned around, waved a broad hand, and shouted to the others, "Come on, come on. Let's head to the village ahead and beg for some water. Forget this bald donkey."
The group cursed and grumbled as they continued down the official road.
The wind and sand gradually intensified.
Monk Bujie stood quietly where he was, watching their receding figures. A trace of complicated emotion silently flickered in the depths of his eyes.
After a long while.
He suddenly grinned and shouted at the figure