The little monk did not go back to his residence, but there were many rooms for pilgrims to live in, Long Qingyu was worried that the smell of alcohol on his body would not be explained, so he had to help him into a room diagonally opposite his room.

In the morning, Long Qingyu specially asked Xue Rubing to make a pot of sobering tea for a few of them, and the tea in the bowl of the little monk was added with some leaves to remove the taste of wine, and he was also worried that the little monk would be discovered by other monks in the temple after he went out, after all, he would inherit the person who presided over in the future, and he could not ruin the future of the little monk.

The little monk drank six bowls in a row, and felt that there was no smell of wine on his body, so he turned to look at Long Qingyu and said, "Brother Long has a heart, I'll go back." ”

"Hmm!"

Long Qingyu nodded and watched Qianxiang walk out of the house, and turned to look at Xue Rubing and Ning Er in the house, only then did he remember that the two beautiful women of the master and servant had made incense to the Buddha and Bodhisattva yesterday.

"Bing'er, how was the incense yesterday?

Xue Rubing's face was like a flower when he heard this, and his phoenix eyes turned slyly and said, "Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva has worshipped, worshipped, pious wishes!"

"What's the matter!" Long Qingyu stared at Xue Rubing's eyes and asked.

Looking at each other, Xue Rubing's cheeks suddenly turned crimson, looking at Long Shao and looking at him with appreciation, he couldn't help but glance at him with phoenix eyes, lowered his head slightly, and touched his lower abdomen as if his slender jade hand had nowhere to put it, and said shyly, "I promise to be with a certain narcissist forever...... Together. ”

The three words 'together' were said in a slightly smaller voice, and he could hear it clearly with Qingyu's ears, but he said, "In the end, I didn't hear it clearly, you are talking again, what is it with me." ”

"Together with Long Shao forever. ”

Xue Rubing really couldn't resist Long Shao's eyes, so he had to say it again ashamedly.

"It's so touching! It's so warm! My tears, go get me a towel. When Long Qingyu spoke, his eyebrows were full of affection, as if Dong Yong had met Xiao Qi.

"Oh, I'm not ashamed of you guys moving around in front of me without avoiding suspicion. The maid next to her covered her little face and said, looking at the two of them between her fingernails and saying, but a pair of small hands still picked up the handkerchief and stretched it out.

"Hey, I'm not in the way of your eyes!" the little maid Ning'er said with a smile as she took back the useless handkerchief from Long Qingyu's hand.

"Hmph, it's itchy! dare to make fun of me!" Xue Rubing snorted and glanced at Ning'er, and the slender jade hand was playing with the pink fist, pretending to do it.

The maid Ning'er was closer to Xue Rubing, and she moved her body back, worried that Miss's fist would really hit her.

"Dare to hide, hum!"

"It hurts, miss, I don't dare anymore.

……

"Tomorrow the mountain gate will be opened, and pilgrims will be allowed to worship the Buddha and pray. ”

In the Great Dome Treasure Hall of the Thousand Temples, Master Wankong looked at the monks on both sides and raised his voice and said, including some senior monks in the temple such as Wanhai and Wanku.

"Yes, it's been seven days, and there are many pilgrims outside the mountain gate every day, and there are some complaints about the mountain gate not being opened, and it's time to open the mountain gate. An old monk with white eyebrows on the left side of Master Wankong said, his long eyebrows almost covering his eyes.

This is the only oldest monk in the temple so far, more than ninety years old, even the host Wankong has to call him an uncle, the monk's name is Zhaobei, and his prestige in the temple is still quite high, but since he became a monk in the temple, his performance in the temple can be described as unremarkable, and there are no highlights at all.

It is nothing more than that in recent decades, when he was the only one left in this generation, he automatically asked to take care of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and clean the courtyard where the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was located, and some monks of the younger generation jokingly called him 'Guarding Monk'.

"Uncle Shi, it's not that you don't like this kind of occasion, why ...... today?" asked the great monk Wanhai on the other side with a trembling face.

"Amitabha, monk, I heard that the disciple who went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to borrow a book said that the matter of Wanxiang has an eyebrow, so I want to come here to find out, do you want me to come or what?" The old monk of Zhaobei glanced at Wan Hai, and this glance made the other party feel shocked.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple doesn't dare. Wan Hai, who has always been hot-tempered, did not dare to make a mistake at this time, since he was in the temple, he had never found that his uncle had shown his martial arts, but as long as he came into contact with his eyes, it gave people a kind of timid thought, he did not believe that those who were lower than his own martial arts would have this feeling, so he judged that his uncle's martial arts were definitely higher than his own.

"The matter is serious, so you can stand aside for the time being. Master Wankong, the presiding master, looked at the standing disciples and said, Only a few monks of this generation, including Wan Hai and Wan Ku, are here, which is also the main person who manages the disciples in the temple.

"Uncle Shi, have you heard that a mysterious force has appeared in the rivers and lakes recently?" Master Wankong said while sitting in the main seat and looking at Uncle Shi.

"I've heard that Wan Xiang's death is related to this force?" said the old monk Zhaobei as he looked at Wan Kong suspiciously.

"Related. ”

"Didn't you have no clue about this matter before?" The old monk of Zhaobei continued to ask, there was a sound of fighting when the accident happened before, and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was the farthest away from Wanxiang's meditation room, but it was Wankong and others who came first, but after arriving, Wanxiang had already died, and he didn't even see the shadow of that person.

And he also checked Wanxiang's body, but he just looked at the palm, but he also felt that the palm technique was powerful, and he didn't see anything special.

"Uncle Shi, I am very ashamed to say it! The person who found out the clue is not from our monastery. The host Master Wankong shook his head slightly and sighed, and said in his heart, the dragon young man who was born out of thin air is really not a thing in the pool, and I am afraid that no one will be able to defeat it in time.

"Could it be those old guys on the rivers and lakes who are not very born?" The old monk of Zhaobei sobbed for a while, could it be that his martial arts had regressed, it was impossible!.

"Uncle Shi, it was Long Shaoxia, the young master of the Dragon-shaped Villa, who investigated, and he had a close relationship with the inferior Thousand Statues, and he came to find out by the way when he came to meet the Thousand Statues. When the host Master Wankong spoke, his face was blue and white, and he was very embarrassed, and the problems that the entire temple could not find out were investigated in an orderly manner as soon as they came.

Although I don't know the specific person, the crux of the problem is extremely clear, and it is related to that mysterious force.

"Oh, those two little girls are with him?"

"Yes, uncle, one is his fiancée, and the other is his maid. Master Wankong, the host, replied respectfully, although he was the host, he still had great respect for this uncle.

"Oh, interesting!"

The old monk of Zhaobei remembered the situation yesterday, and the two beautiful little girls yesterday wanted to visit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but he refused on the grounds that the scriptures were important. But the little girl didn't do it.

What I asked my aunt to fix you fiercely.

My aunt is a hero and a young man, and his magic skills are world-renowned!

My aunt has a sword in his hand, and you are not his opponent ...... move.

I still didn't agree, it seemed to have angered the girl, what, I was not ashamed, I was old, I was all buckled off myself. In the end, she said that she was really more wronged than Dou E, and the little maid actually said that she took advantage of her.

The old monk of Zhaobei has had a new understanding of this little maid since then, and finally compromised and allowed to visit, but only within his sight. It was another woman who impressed him, because she finally said sorry to herself, and she made her face feel better.

"I'll meet him sometime. The old monk of Zhaobei lowered his eyes and muttered to himself, and then laughed at Wankong and the others in the hall, "You are busy, you can talk about whatever you want! Monk, I'm leaving." ”

Shout!

Before everyone could react, there was already no figure of the old monk Zhaobei in the hall.

"Uncle Shi really comes and goes freely, and he is very free!" one of the old monks couldn't help but exclaim.

(End of chapter)