I don't know if it was frost or ice on the road, Mo Ye suddenly found that he seemed to have lost his memory, forgetting whether it had rained or had snowed for a short time last night.

This kind of situation is very rare for Mo Xie, because his innate mental strength is stronger than ordinary people, his memory has always been good, and even when he woke up this morning, he can still recall the little trick of the doctor who cheated in the orphanage when he was a child.

Today's weather is really cold, such weather leads to Mo Xie when he goes out, there are only a few shops open on the street, and the pedestrians on the road are even more scarce, and the only few figures are also wrapped in thick coats and masks, revealing only a pair of eyes.

It's just that the eyes are all squinted, and when you greet each other, it looks a little bit like a smile at first glance, and there is some irony in the funny.

Compared to these people, Mo Ye is obviously much more different, his ** strength has long exceeded the limit of human beings, at this time, for passers-by, it is necessary to be fully armed to withstand the cold, for him only need a single clothes to do - of course, he will never go out with only a single clothes, but put on a pair of jeans and a leather jacket.

Jeans were the first money he earned, and leather jackets were the inferior ones in faux leather. However, at this time, these two cheap clothes were worn on his body, but they showed unexpected charm.

Without him, although Mo Ye, who has been strengthened many times, does not have explosive muscles on the **, but at this time, his figure is definitely the most perfect and in line with the standards of oriental men, plus he still has a somewhat handsome face. With such hardware, anything you wear will be a plus.

However, at this time, Mo Xie didn't have time to pay attention to the eyes of passers-by, just like he couldn't remember if it rained last night, and he also didn't understand why he had such a strong hunger when he woke up this morning, as if the stocks in his body had been emptied.

So in the eyes of passers-by, the 'handsome guy in winter' or 'a model of demeanor rather than temperature', at this time, he competed with the beef noodles in a small noodle restaurant that opened earlier.

"Whew~!" A noodle bowl on the table in front of Mo Ye was piled up with leftover food, and with his gasp with strong heat, the height of the noodle bowl tower increased by one layer.

"Boss, another bowl!" Mo Xie didn't know what was wrong with his body, and as for asking about the Holy Scriptures, it was estimated that it would cost points, and the profiteer would also call it a "comprehensive inspection".

"Good...... Okay...... "This shop is opened by an elderly couple, the elderly have little sleep, and they are afraid of the cold, they get up early to make a fire but they don't want to have customers early in the morning, and ...... Not your average guest yet!

The old shopkeeper carefully wiped down the tables and chairs in the shop, and watched the young man even more carefully, and he probably never forgot the pair of blood-red eyes he saw when he opened the door.

"Old woman!" he greeted the old woman who was busy behind him, who hurriedly brought out a bowl of noodles that had already been cooked, covered with a few slices of beef, and sprinkled with chopped green onions.

"Thank you!" At this time, Mo Xie felt that his hunger had decreased slightly, and his appetite was suddenly much better, at least he was no longer "swallowing noodles".

"Young man, you're hungry, eat slowly, there's a lot more to come. The old woman felt a little more pity for the young man who was gobbling up than her husband, and a little less worried about the other party's lack of money to pay the bills.

Looks are really a good thing......

However, although Mo Xie was dressed poorly at this time, he would never go without money on his body, and after the bowls in front of him were stacked twice, he finally stopped eating, and also in the disbelief of the shopkeeper, he took out a large stack of colorful banknotes from his shriveled trouser pocket.

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"What's wrong with me today......" Mo Ye, who had filled his stomach, walked on the road, he was very puzzled about the condition of his body, recalling the hunger feeling before, like the feeling of being lit a fire in his body...... That feeling was very abnormal, especially when Mo Ye remembered that he was still not abnormal yesterday.

"Lin Ming?!" Mo Xie tried to call Lin Ming, but there was no response, and it looked like the retreat madman was practicing "Abyss Meditation" again.

"Forget it, let's wait a minute......" Mo Ye was already able to look at the mountain temple from a distance at this time, anyway, there was the Holy Scripture, as long as he was willing to earn points, there was no injury that could not be cured.

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The mountain temple is quiet, and it is almost nine o'clock in the morning and the gate is not even opened, but I think about it, a group of wine and meat monks, how many are really in the temple at this time?

They are all intoxicated and gentle at the Yamoshita Hotel......

Mo Xie had the experience of the last time, and he didn't bother to open his mental power to perceive something this time, the last time he came here, there was no scene in the meditation room that Mo Xie wanted to see, and he always wanted to know that his biological father was so virtuous, it was better not to see it, and it would save ruining the good mood of the day.

However, in view of the fact that the previous meditation room was lifted off the roof by Mo Xie in anger, Mo Xie had to do some homework before coming this time - read the newspaper!

There were three crazy monks in a famous local temple, and this incident was enough to report, but Mo Xie didn't find the slightest report of the outside world about the destruction of the rules in the temple when he read the newspaper.

There was no interest in what was going on between the temple and some of the local institutions, and the only thing that worked for him in the newspapers was where the three mad monks went.

The three mad monks were not sent to a mental hospital, because in Buddhism sometimes madness is understood to be "inspired by the gods", and for such people, the general practice is to lock them in a stone pagoda, and then burn incense outside all day long, and then recite sutras outside the stone pagoda when they are bored.

Unfortunately, there is only one stone tower in this temple, and after all these days, there is no telling what will happen to the three madmen in one stone tower.

The temple is quiet, only some candles are lit by electric lights, this group of monks is too lazy to go crazy, and even the Changming lamp is too lazy to continue, and it is called "environmental protection".

Just walking, Mo Ye felt that something was wrong......

It's quiet here, it's as quiet as a deep forest in the night, and there is an indescribable gloom under the silence.

As a person who has seen the "god", Mo Xie will never question the existence of the opposite end of the "god", and the layer of mental power shield quietly unfolded, and at the same time, he secretly detained two 'Soul Exterminating Flying Knives' in his hand.

"Humph!"

Even if he didn't want to see the chaotic scenes in the meditation room, at this time, Mo Ye still had to unleash his spiritual power to explore the situation around him. I just don't know!

"It's ......!"

After "seeing" the situation in the meditation room, Mo Xie couldn't help but lose his voice!

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