Han Han and Wei Xiang repeatedly confirmed that if the news he provided was true, then if the year-end bonus was issued at the end of the year, would there be multiple bonuses. After receiving Wei Xiang's affirmative reply, he was already fainting with happiness. Then, he sent the specific time and place to Wei Xiang, and then fell asleep beautifully.

After Xu Minghao received Wei Xiang's news for the first time, he did not set off immediately, but exchanged information with Bai Yi, and also asked for her opinion: "White team, I think it should be handled properly." ”

It was Bai Yi's turn to be on duty today, so even though it was late at night, she still stuck to the front line and didn't go back. She was excited for a while after receiving the message from Xu Minghao, but now listening to Xu Minghao's meaning, she seemed to have some intention of wanting to do it herself, so she hurriedly said, "Don't be impulsive." Let's discuss how to get it first. ”

"Of course I went over and dragged them first, and you arrived later. Xu Minghao didn't say much, and hung up the phone without waiting for Bai Yi to react.

He and Ma Yuwen came to the foot of Nanshan in special clothes, and at this time the heavy rain had stopped, and the mountain after the rain was filled with a particularly rich humidity, and even the stone road under their feet became extremely smooth. Xu Minghao and Ma Yuwen held hands and walked slowly up the mountain, along the way Ma Yuwen wrote down the Dharma seal while walking, and the two of them laid out formations in dangerous places along the way, thanks to the power of Ma Yuwen's magic calamity.

The two climbed all the way up the mountain, and they didn't see anyone's shadow, Ma Yuwen couldn't help complaining: "Could Hanhan be wrong?" ”

Xu Minghao glanced at the surrounding environment, and suddenly pressed Ma Yuwen's head with his hand: "Don't look up." In this darkness, Xu Minghao vaguely felt that something was wrong, it had just rained around, how could it be drier the more he walked up the mountain. There is a temple in the middle of the mountainside of Nanshan, the temple burns firewood all the year round, it is said that the smoke rises again tonight, it stands to reason that there are only a few old monks in this temple, now gas and electric stoves have long been popularized, but the monks in this temple are still very fond of cooking by themselves, which will cause certain safety hazards. However, the fire department and relevant departments came to persuade them, but they did not listen to them and still went their own way.

Xu Minghao and Ma Yuwen stood in front of this temple at this time, this temple is called Pegasus Temple, and mountain climbers will stop every day to go in and worship the Bodhisattva and ask for peace. The temple also has an extra livelihood, and their noodles are also famous, and many people are hungry for their noodles and climb the mountain every day. It's really strange today, black smoke rose on this big night, Ma Yuwen pointed to the smoke and said, "They shouldn't be hiding here, right?"

Xu Minghao thought that it was so late now, they shouldn't still be cooking on the stove, could it be that the big monk inside was hungry? Thinking of this, he patted the door hard, and the door was also dry, without a trace of moisture, Xu Minghao's heart became more and more uneasy, he glanced at Ma Yuwen and asked her to follow him closely.

Soon, the door opened, and it was a young monk who opened the door, and when he saw that there was a man and a woman at the door in the middle of the night, he was also very puzzled: "Dare to ask the two donors what is the matter?"

"I'm from the mountains and forests. You lit a fire in the middle of the night, what if you set the mountain on fire?" Xu Minghao said matter-of-factly. Ma Yuwen is already full of black lines on the back of her head on the side, and this old Xu really doesn't blush when he talks nonsense.

"Oooh oh. I'm sorry, but our abbot is hungry, and he likes to eat our noodles. The little monk was very respectful and nodded to the two of them.

Xu Minghao's head stretched inside, wanting to see the situation inside, but the little monk nervously stopped him: "Sorry, we are not open at night." ”

"Business?" Xu Minghao couldn't help laughing: "You still use the word business in this temple!" Speaking of this, he pushed him away violently, and then rushed in: "Xiao Er, watch him!"

"Gotcha!" Ma Yuwen finished speaking, the red light between her hands flickered, and then the little monk's hands and feet were suddenly entangled in branches that grew out of nowhere. His hands and feet were inexplicably caught, and a look of panic immediately appeared on his face: "You... You guys... Is it a youkai?"

After Xu Minghao broke in, he kicked open the door of the main hall, and there was an old monk sitting inside, knocking on the wooden fish and reciting the scriptures, Xu Minghao's intrusion did not make him change his expression slightly, he was still unhurried and rhythmically knocked on the wooden fish that had been pitted on the surface.

"Master, I don't know if you've ever seen this man and woman. Xu Minghao said and took out his mobile phone and put it in front of the old monk. When he came to the side of the old monk, he was instantly startled, half of the old monk's face was extremely black, but the other side of his face was as white as Pan An. The contrast made his heart pound, and the expression on his face became extremely ugly.

The old monk did not open his eyes, nor did he pay attention to him, but continued to knock on the wooden fish without distractions. Just when Xu Minghao couldn't help it, he suddenly opened one eye: "I haven't seen it." ”

Xu Minghao's heart throbbed again, there was something wrong with the old monk's eyes just now! It was a murderous look. He took a sharp step back and stood guard against the door. He smiled and asked, "Master, have we seen each other before?"

The old monk's eyes closed again, and after a long time, when Xu Minghao was impatient to wait again, he said in his old and dry voice: "I haven't seen it." ”

"That's a disturbance!" Xu Minghao only felt that the atmosphere here was very strange, and there was a feeling that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.

"Your Excellency is uninvited, are you leaving?" Xu Minghao stepped out of the door with one foot, and the old monk suddenly spoke, which made Xu Minghao either leave, or not.

He glanced at Ma Yuwen at the gate like this, and then said, "Since you haven't seen them, then I'll leave!

"Hahahaha, that's exactly what I mean. The old monk waved his hand, then stood up from the futon, and when he turned around to face Xu Minghao completely, Xu Minghao's body trembled obviously. He secretly said in his heart, this old man looks really strange.

"What's so strange about the poor monk?" The old monk seemed to be able to see through Xu Minghao's thoughts, and what he was thinking was easily said by him.

Although Xu Minghao was surprised, he said quietly: "Since you invited me to eat noodles, what about the noodles?"

"Don't worry, good noodles naturally need good cooking. The old monk looked at the gate expressionlessly.

The little monk who was originally entangled in the branches of the tree easily broke the branches that were as hard as iron at this time. Ma Yuwen was taken aback, and when she was about to continue writing the Dharma seal, she suddenly found that her fingers could not move, and a very thin and tough silver thread was wrapped around her fingers in the air.

"Don't move!" The little monk, who was originally very respectful, suddenly changed his appearance, his head raised high, and he had a domineering attitude that looked down on the world. I saw that the end of his finger was wrapped in a roll of silver thread, which flickered in the darkness and emitted reflected light. Ma Yuwen was taken aback, she was careless for a while, and she actually fell in love with this little monk's way. Xu Minghao saw it clearly not far away, and said in a daze: "Puppetry... ”

"The donor has a good eye. The old monk walked to Xu Minghao's side, looked at the little monk and Ma Yuwen, and then said, "The donor can eat this bowl of noodles with peace of mind, and you can go down the mountain safely." ”

Xu Minghao frowned, although this condition is not excessive, but it is fatal to them in the pursuit of Gu Xiaochen: "I don't know when this bowl of noodles will be good?"

"Chopping wood for an hour, making a fire for an hour, boiling water for an hour, and below for an hour. Finally, you see how quickly you can eat well. As he spoke, the old monk stretched out four fingers and signaled that it would take him four hours to finish this.

"Why are you holding us back here? Are those two people asking you to do this?" Xu Minghao only realized at this time that this was a trap, and Han Han was used by Gu Xiaochen and them, in order to lure Xu Minghao over. They knew that once Xu Minghao had news of him, he would definitely fight this vanguard, and he had already let the monks in these temples trap him, so they could take this opportunity to escape.

"Donor. I'm sorry, but I'm also told, so you can stay here for four hours. I promise not to embarrass you. The old monk said, his tone softened a lot.

Now that Ma Yuwen is controlled by others, if it were to be changed to the usual, he would definitely agree without thinking about it, but now the corners of his mouth rose slightly, obviously in his chest: "Do you think I will go up the mountain unprepared!"

As soon as the words fell, Ma Yuwen completely ignored the silver thread in her hand and began to write the French seal in the air. The little monk was furious, and he scolded loudly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. My puppetry is no ordinary puppetry. You try again. Make sure to get your fingers to the ground. ”

Ma Yuwen ignored him at all, and the red magic seal shone dazzlingly in the air. The little monk was in a hurry, and immediately used his internal force to control the silver thread in his hand, so that Ma Yuwen stopped writing the law seal. Unexpectedly, when he had only used half of his true qi, he found that his true qi was stagnant in his body, and he couldn't even move it, so he couldn't use the puppet technique.

When the red magic seal disappeared into the air, the little monk's domineering expression just now completely disappeared, and the dirt at his feet began to slowly climb up until it covered his entire body, and soon a stiff stone figure was erected in the hall of Feiyun Temple. Ma Yuwen gently shook off the silver thread on her fingers, and then walked to Xu Minghao's side and said with a smile: "Is the concubine's performance still in line with her husband's intentions?"