The light in the room was already dim, coupled with the cold expression of this ugly-faced man, which really startled Ding Song, but fortunately, he had seen the ugly-faced man once, and he quickly got used to it. ｛

Looking at the ugly-faced man next to the two people, it looks like a mother-daughter relationship, one is around forty, the other is only eleven or twelve years old, the older woman is very graceful, full of jewels, and there is everyone's breath between her gestures, the little girl is not much different from ordinary female students, like the current girls, with shawl hair, with big eyes fluttering at Ding Song and Ye Zhao who was sleeping on the side.

"Who let you in?" As soon as the ugly-faced man saw someone in the room, the expression on his face showed that he was in a very unhappy mood, and his voice was also very high, and Ye Zhao was awakened with one sentence.

Ye Zhao's sleepy eyes were hazy, rubbing his eyes and seeing the ugly-faced man, he immediately turned pale with fright, and pointed at the ugly-faced man with his finger and said to Ding Song: "He, he, he ......"

Ding Song patted him on the shoulder and said to him, "Yes, the person I took you to find is him, now let's get down to business." ”

With that, Ding Song and Ye Zhao stood up and gave up their positions to the ugly-faced man.

The ugly-faced man walked inside and sat down, only then did he regain his initial complexion and say to Ding Song, "Why are you here again?" Didn't you say it took two days to come? Why is there still a young man with you this time? ”

His expression towards Ye Zhao was worse than that of Ding Song, if he just disdained Ding Song, he would be disdainful of Ye Zhao.

"Challenge the Nine Phantom Realm, you said, I can come over at any time, and it's nothing a day in advance." Ding Song said casually.

The middle-aged woman standing aside suddenly said, "Lady first, we should come first." ”

"It's the same first, I've never seen a few people succeed." The ugly-faced man didn't even want to look at the four people in front of him, his behavior was completely routine, and he took out the chess pieces as he spoke.

"Should we turn the lights on?" Ye Zhao said on the side.

At this time, the light in the house was already very dim, and the things in the house could only be seen clearly by the moonlight outside.

Ding Song's cultivation is now very high, and he is already a fifth-level qi gatherer, so it is a bit troublesome to read the characters. It's okay to see ordinary things, Ye Zhao is just an ordinary ordinary person, and at this time, the natural eye can't see things.

"There's no electricity here, so if you can crack it, you can crack it. If you can't crack it, you can wait for tomorrow. The ugly-faced man said very politely.

"There are no lights here, huh? So what do we do? The middle-aged woman said in surprise.

"There are resting rooms in the temple, and any of you who wants to go can go, or if not, you can sit in this room for the night." The ugly-faced man also had a cold expression on the mother and daughter.

The mother and daughter looked at Ding Song and Ye Zhao, turned around and were about to walk towards the temple.

"The guest rooms in the temple are 10,000 per person per night, and you can go as you please." The ugly-faced man said. Sitting cross-legged on the pit inside, like the master in the movie, he has already begun to meditate.

"10,000 is 10,000, we can afford it!" The middle-aged woman said, glanced at Ding Song and Ye Zhao, and walked into the temple next to the little girl with a look of disdain.

The Tianshan Temple at night was very cold, Ding Song didn't feel anything, Ye Zhao was already shivering from the cold.

Looking at Ye Zhao's eyes, he also wanted to go into the temple to rest, but he didn't say it to Ding Song.

Ding Song himself is really nothing. With his current stature, even standing on the top of this mountain for one night would not be a problem.

However, he didn't want Ye Zhao to lose, so he immediately took Ye Zhao into the Tianshan Temple.

As soon as I entered the temple gate, I heard a quarrel inside.

Ding Song looked forward, and it was the middle-aged woman who had just come in and a thin young monk arguing.

"What's the matter with you guys? 10,000, I paid 10,000 yuan, and you will give us this place to live? The middle-aged woman's expression was very arrogant.

"This donor, we didn't collect the money, you just donated it to Emperor Guan, and our guest room here is like this. No matter how much you donate, live in a house like this. A qiē is determined by Emperor Guan. The young monk seemed to be very experienced in this kind of thing, and answered as if he were memorizing a lecture, without the slightest hesitation.

"You are collecting money! Collect money under the guise of Buddhism! The middle-aged woman was quite angry.

"Buddha is destined to be a person. Helping others through the sea of suffering. If the donor thinks it's too much, I can give you the money back. As he spoke, the young monk went to collect the money from the charity box.

"Mom, don't make a fuss, this place is so remote, it's too late now. Where else is there to live? The little girl took the middle-aged woman's hand and said.

The weight of the little girl's words seemed to be very heavy, and the middle-aged woman was originally very angry, but when she heard the little girl's words, she immediately stopped saying anything.

The monk next to him was very good at observing people's expressions, and when he saw the meaning of the mother and daughter, he immediately made a gesture of please.

The two followed the young monk into a guest room on the left.

Ding Song and Ye Zhao shook their heads, stepped forward and threw 20,000 yuan into the merit box, and the young monk next to them didn't look at the authenticity or how much the money was, and directly led Ding Song and them into a guest room in the other direction.

When he really entered the guest room, Ding Song found that it was just a small door, and there was still a long way to go into the distance, and it was about a mile away from the monks, and they arrived at a very large, village-like building.

The monk opened the door and let Ding Song and the two of them in.

The inside of the village is divided into four directions, south, east and west, and there is a gate in each direction, which is very similar to the structure of the temple.

The monk who led the way opened a house on the east side and motioned for Ding Song and Ye Zhao to enter.

After entering the guest room here, Ding Song knew why the middle-aged woman was so excited just now.

It turned out that this was a guest room, but there was no bed, only a big pit, which could be more than 20 meters long, if you really want to sleep people, you can sleep about forty or fifty people, and there is no one on the pit at this time.

Ding Song touched the kang, it was cold, and it didn't even burn the kang, how can he sleep?

The monk who led the way said to Ding Song: "This benefactor, today is not the day of the festival, except for a few of you, no other lay people have come, the conditions are a little simple, please rest here for the time being, and we will bring you the bedding immediately." ”

The monk was very polite and polite, but when they brought the futon after a while, Ding Song could only smile bitterly.

Two thin quilts!

Looking at it like that, this futon is less than half a centimeter thick, and it is very clean, but can this block the cold air on this mountain?

Ding Song himself is not afraid of anything, but what about Ye Zhao?

"Master, can you get us two more sets of bedding? My brother is a little afraid of the cold. Ding Song said to the monk.

This is the most normal requirement for accommodation, and the general guest rooms can be satisfied, but the monk said: "No, one person has a futon, this is the rule set by Emperor Guan, and we are all like this on the mountain, no one can make an exception." ”

Damn, it's Emperor Guan's rules again!

Ding Song's cultivation is now high, and his cultivation is much better than before, but that's it, he still has the urge to hit people.

He finally understood why the middle-aged woman just now was so angry and always used Emperor Guan to deal with people, which was really unbearable.

Ye Zhao pulled the corner of Ding Song's clothes and said to the monk, "Is there anything to eat on the mountain?" We were a little hungry. ”

"No, the temple only has a fast at ten o'clock in the morning every day, and in addition, there is no food and drink all day, which is also a rule set by Emperor Guan."

"Okay, it's okay to have no food, is there hot water? If you have ginger, bring a piece and we'll pay for it. ”

"There is hot water, you can make as much as you want, ginger does not, ginger is the most meat to the bitter thing, Buddhism is pure, do not eat meat." The monk still looks like a regular preacher.

"Alas," Ye Zhao sighed, shook his head and said to the monk: "Hot water, bring hot water, bring more here, let's drink water to quench our thirst." ”

When the monk heard this, he turned and left.

Ye Zhao glanced at Ding Song and said to Ding Song, "Are the monks in this temple in the same group as that ugly-faced man?" Embarrassing us everywhere, do they want us to retreat? ”

"Who knows, I can't see it yet." Ding Song said, reaching out and taking out bread, sausages, and instant noodles from the travel bag on his body.

He had prepared these things a long time ago, after all, Ye Zhao was not the same as his body, it was impossible to go up and down the day, and it was inevitable to spend the night on the mountain.

"Sausages are also meaty, right? When those unlucky monks saw the sausage, maybe they should say that this thing is a meat offense, and Emperor Guan has any rules. Ye Zhao said angrily.

Ding Song smiled and put the sausage back into the travel bag.

After a while, the serving monk brought hot water and left, without saying anything.

Ye Zhao was really hungry, so he first brewed two bowls of instant noodles, then took out the bread and ate it in a big gulp.

When Ding Song saw the way he was eating, he ate it himself.

"I don't think that ugly-faced man looks like a master, Brother Ding, have you noticed, his face is also very vicious, it is difficult for me to associate him with the master of the Dizimen." Ye Zhao said while eating.

Ding Song smiled and didn't say anything.

If it weren't for Ding Song's eyes opening and being able to see the cultivation of some people, he wouldn't have thought that the ugly-faced man was a superior person.

But now that we've come to this point, there's no reason not to go down.

According to his inference, Hou Lei is just an outer disciple of the Dizi Gate, and he can be proficient in the compass to interpret the Book of Heaven, which shows that the Dizimen still has some skills, and the level of this ugly man is obviously much higher than Hou Lei.

The voice of dissatisfaction of the middle-aged woman came from time to time in the opposite room, and the monks in the temple had a very good attitude, no matter what the middle-aged woman said, they always took out Emperor Guan to block the drive, without the slightest fireworks.

With this kind of self-cultivation, Ding Song felt that he couldn't do it. (To be continued.) )