Chapter Forty-Eight: The Little Holy Monk
"Hehe, you dare to be hard-mouthed!"
The house dragon laughed, stretched out the thumb of his right hand, and pressed down on the heart of the chest of the monk of Bianzhen, and the monk only felt that the heart in his chest was like pressing a mountain, and it seemed that the heart was about to explode directly in the next second.
"I said, I said, Brother Debater, now in the lotus pond in the backyard... But there are distinguished guests there, a few..."
The monk Benzhen originally wanted to fake the tiger, but when he saw the angry appearance of the house dragon, he suddenly didn't know what to say, after all, that distinguished guest was still a family with the Fang Yiai who pinched his neck in front of him!
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White Horse Temple backyard, lotus pond pavilion,
Princess Gaoyang is still lazily lying on the railing of the gazebo, holding a lotus petal in her hand, her eyes are slightly blurred, and the debate monk at this moment is only a pillar away from Princess Gaoyang, and from the perspective of the debate monk, it seems that you can still see the infinite style of Princess Gaoyang!
This White Horse Temple is a holy place, but at this moment the atmosphere is a little charming, it seems to be quite ambiguous, but Princess Gaoyang seems to be unaware of this, and is still immersed in her grief and grief.
How can a man make the deepest impression in a woman's heart, either when she is happy and excited, or when she is most sad and sorrowful,
Obviously, the house dragon didn't catch up, but this debate monk seized the saddest time of Princess Gaoyang, and quietly wanted to break into Princess Gaoyang's heart and implement the action of planting grass on the house dragon!
"Princess, sad lungs, angry liver, although the princess is a royal bloodline, but you also have to take care of yourself!"
The debate monk bypassed the pillar and stretched out his hand to pinch away the lotus petal in Princess Gaoyang's hand: "Although this lotus flower is good, the princess is in a bad mood, and it is useless to eat more of this thing!" ”
Princess Gaoyang turned around when she heard this, and looked at the debate monk, only to see that the debate monk was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, looking so holy from head to toe, and smiling at the moment, which made Princess Gaoyang feel an indescribable sense of comfort in her heart!
"Debate ......"
Princess Gao Yang was still saying something, but a small novice in the backyard suddenly broke in.
"Uncle Debater, it's not good, outside the White Horse Temple, Fang Yiai came to the door, and Uncle Debater went to stop it, and he was indeed knocked to the ground by the master of the horse!"
The ambiguous atmosphere in the pavilion was suddenly destroyed by this little monk, and there was nothing left.
"Pony, love... What is he doing here? ”
Princess Gaoyang was suddenly surprised, it seemed that she never thought that Fang Yiai would be able to find this place, and dare to hit the White Horse Temple, could it be that he didn't know the importance of the White Horse Temple, or didn't know the reputation of Master Yuantong, the abbot of the White Horse Temple!
"Princess, I'm afraid I'm here for you, and I ask the princess to leave here for the time being! After all, now the princess is still grounded by His Majesty! The debater monk persuaded slightly.
"The hateful love of Fang is really like a dog skin plaster, and it can't be shaken off anywhere!"
Princess Gaoyang hated in her heart, and really thought that the horse was for the sake of grounding, so she found the White Horse Temple here, this matter is not big or small, with Princess Gaoyang's previous temper is absolutely impossible, so she admitted that she ran away,
But the mouth of the concubine is too good to say, Princess Gaoyang was originally grounded by His Majesty Li Er, and now if she is sued by the concubine again, I am afraid that His Majesty Li Er and the eldest grandson Niangniang, Princess Gaoyang will be a little difficult to explain.
Seeing Princess Gaoyang leave from the back door of the White Horse Temple, a big stone in the heart of the debate monk fell to the ground, even if the debate monk was extremely smart, but he never thought that the widow of the horse room could hit the White Horse Temple at this time, and he really broke in.
"Hehe, the second son of the Fang family, is in love, but your trouble is more pleasing to my heart!"
The debate monk smiled, but his smile was a little cold.
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The main hall of the White Horse Temple,
The house dragon took Qin Huaiyu and Luo Tong four people, and they came in all the way, there are a lot of monks in the White Horse Temple, but at this moment, almost all of them were overturned by the house dragon, and the strength of the five hundred enemies, even in the big **, is extremely good, and it is not a problem to overturn these monks in the White Horse Temple.
When the last monk fell at the feet of the house dragon, the house dragon had already hit the backyard of the White Horse Temple, and just when the house dragon wanted to kick open the backyard door, the backyard door opened automatically.
After this gatehouse, a young monk appeared, the monk was wearing a moon-white monk's robe, his face was extremely handsome, he was smiling, and he was facing the house: "I don't know if the horse and a few young generals came to the White Horse Temple, and I ask the horse and a few young generals to forgive their sins!" ”
"Debate Monk!"
Cheng Tieniu behind the house dragon, slightly stunned, and said in a low voice: "Brother Fang, don't be impulsive, other monks will fight, but this debate monk is extraordinary, the old abbot of the White Horse Temple, Master Yuantong doesn't need to say more, the world's senior monks have unparalleled medical skills, but this debate monk is deeply rooted in the true biography of Master Yuantong,
Although he is young now, he is known as a little holy monk, in Chang'an City, there are quite a lot of believers, who once also opened the altar to preach the Fa, and the momentum is magnificent, and even His Majesty and Niangniang have the intention of preaching the monk into the palace to preach the Fa! And I heard that this debate monk is still the nephew of General Hou Junji, and he is not inferior to you and me in terms of background identity! ”
House Dragon was slightly stunned, and then nodded his head, thinking that this debate monk was just a handsome monk in the White Horse Temple, but now it seems that this guy's identity is not simple,
"But even so, the horse and a few young generals hit the White Horse Temple to hurt dozens of monks in my White Horse Temple, so it's a little too much to say!"
The debate monk chuckled, looking at the horse house dragon and Qin Huaiyu Luo Tong in front of him, and he didn't have any fear!
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Qin Huaiyu, Luo Tong and others, a little embarrassed, dare not speak, this debate monk has a reputation in Chang'an, to a certain extent, it is far more famous than Qin Huaiyu and Luo Tong and others, at this moment, the monk is talking like this, but it really scared Qin Huaiyu and them.
"Hehe, what if I fight?" But the house dragon didn't eat this set, but looked towards the backyard of the White Horse Temple, and saw that Princess Gaoyang was not in this backyard, the house dragon finally breathed a sigh of relief, the reason why he delayed so much time in front of him, and beat all the monks of the White Horse Temple, on the one hand, to vent his anger, and secondly, it was also to give Princess Gaoyang time to slip, after all, his current behavior is a bit like catching an adulterer, if he really blocks Princess Gaoyang in the White Horse Temple, it will have a bad impact.