Although the young monk's cultivation was not low, he was still beaten into a pig's head face by the combined efforts of the Xuanwu Turtle and the Little Golden Snake.

"Ahh I'm not a monk. The young monk dodged the attack of the basalt turtle and dodged to the side.

"It's not a monk, it's still bald. The basalt turtle did not relent, and before catching up, he knocked a few times on his bare head.

"I... I'm really not a monk, I'm just bald. The young monk was beaten and quickly begged for mercy.

After tossing for half an hour, it seemed that they were tired, and the basalt turtle and the little golden snake stopped.

As soon as the picture turned, two people, a turtle and a snake, sat down at the table, in front of which there was a plate of steaming barbecue, as well as a few wine glasses, and the young monk with a blue nose and swollen face stared at them with resentment, holding a piece of barbecue meat in his hand as if venting, and biting hard. The young monk already knew that the basalt turtle was a thousand-year-old turtle that could talk, but he didn't seem to be much surprised.

"It's bald. Hahaha," the basalt turtle laughed.

"What's so funny, isn't it okay to be bald!" Obviously, the young man's resentment was still unresolved, and after speaking, he looked at Liu Qi who looked helpless on the side.

"This brother, you have to discipline your two pets well, especially that Wang... The old turtle. ”

Hearing him say this, the basalt turtle was not happy.

"Little bald head, do you still want to be beaten, this kid in front of you is my little brother, that turn to discipline me, he has to do whatever I ask him to do. ”

Hearing this, Liu Qi took advantage of the unpreparedness of the Xuanwu turtle and directly flicked it the black ** of the Xuanwu turtle, which made the Xuanwu turtle shrink into the turtle shell.

Liu Qi's current cultivation was close to the peak of the third order, and the Xuanwu Turtle had already fallen to the third order realm, and Liu Qi was not afraid of it.

"Bastard boy, you dare to break ground on the head of the old turtle. Old turtle, I'll beat you together..."

Before it finished speaking, Liu Qi was quick to put a piece of big fat meat into its mouth, and then said to the young monk.

"In Xia Liu Qi, Brother Tai is not a monk why he lives in this ruin. Liu Qi asked.

"In Xia Wuming, I am ashamed to say that my master is the presiding officer of the Golden Cicada Temple, forcing me to cultivate here. "The blunt man named Wuming doesn't know much about Liu Qi Wuming, he has been cultivating in this ruin, and he has not heard Liu Qi's rumors.

"Your master is the abbot of the Golden Cicada Temple, this Golden Cicada Temple has been abandoned for more than a hundred years. The basalt turtle spit out the fat in its mouth at this time and said in surprise.

"Although the Golden Cicada Temple has been destroyed, the master said that the heart is in the temple. ”

"Master is the abbot, after all, you are a monk after all. As for your master, he actually connived at his disciple to break the vows. The basalt turtle asked.

"I said that I am not a monk, I was forced to practice Buddhism. I had never met Master before, and every day when I fell asleep, he would come to my dream and teach me the Dharma, and I was so annoyed that my hair fell out. Wu Ming was also blunt, his tone was full of dissatisfaction, and he touched his bare head helplessly.

Hearing this, Liu Qi, the Xuanwu Turtle and the Little Golden Snake all felt sad for Wuming, and it seemed that they had met an 'amazing' master.

Being able to run into people's dreams and teach people the Dharma, no matter how you think about it, you know that it is a terrifying person.

Just when a few people were eating happily, a group of people came bustling outside the thatched hut.

"Here we go again, this is the first batch. Wuming said very unhappily.

The people who came, men and women, old and young, carried all kinds of goods in their hands, and some carried baskets of fruits and vegetables.

Wu Ming stepped forward helplessly.

"Uncles and aunts, big brothers and sisters, children. I'm really just a mortal, don't come again, go back. Wu Ming persuaded.

"Master, are you unwilling to be beaten by others? An aunt asked when she saw Wuming's blue nose and swollen face.

"Didn't I accidentally fall down?"

"The master is really a master, and he is compassionate, and he has become so swollen that he came to greet us, and it is not in vain that we have not come far away. An uncle said.

"I—" Satoru was speechless for a moment.

"Master, we all know that you are a high-ranking monk, and after you opened my granddaughter's bracelet a few days ago, her illness was cured. We're here to thank you. An aunt's eyes were full of gratitude, and she stuffed a basket of fruits and vegetables to Wuming.

Goming pushed back and refused.

"That's just your granddaughter's good health and quick recovery. ”

"Holy monk, please accept our thanksgiving gift. "A lot of people gathered around and stuffed a lot of things for Wuming.

"I'm not a holy monk, I'm not a monk, you're really mistaken, didn't you see me eating barbecue with my friends?" After speaking, Mingwu pointed at Liu Qi.

Those people looked at Liu Qi, who was holding a wine glass and chewing barbecue, and then looked at a turtle and a snake on the table, but they didn't reflect much.

"We know that you are a lay disciple, and it is okay to eat some pure meat. The aunt who spoke first seemed to know very well.

"Forget it, it doesn't make sense to you. You shouldn't just give gifts, but take out all your things. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, those people were all smiling and took out various items from their bodies.

Bracelets, collars, hairpins, earrings, and children pulling out toys, you name it.

"Thank you to the Master for consecrating us. ”

The aunt smiled happily and handed a bracelet to Wuming, who took the bracelet and put it in the palm of his hand, recited the words, and then returned the bracelet to the aunt.

After opening the light for seven or eight people and sending them away, Wuming returned to the dining table, his expression full of helplessness.

"You see, that's how I live every day. ”

"Very well, you can train believers and become a real monk. Liu Qi teased.

"Amitabha, the master will also open the light for my turtle shell. The basalt turtle crawled up to Wuming playfully at this time and said.

"Die, beware of the curse I place on your turtle shell. ”

Hearing this, the Xuanwu turtle gray slipped back to his original position.

"Brother Wuming, are the items you have opened are really spirits, why do these people trust you so much?"

"Where to turn on the light, just for show. Not long ago, something strange happened in this nearby village, which made people panic, a little girl was haunted by miasma, and the villagers were rumored to be possessed by ghosts. In order to reassure her parents, I pretended to condense the bracelet worn by the little girl, and said that the bracelet could ward off ghosts. ”

Liu Qi was speechless, when did this Wuming's hair fall out.

Liu Qi learned from Wu Ming that the reason for the destruction of the Golden Cicada Temple was related to the Demon Sect, and he didn't know the specifics.

After eating and drinking, the Golden Cicada Temple no longer existed, and their purpose of exchanging relics for something was frustrated, Liu Qi was ready to say goodbye to Wuming and leave with the basalt turtle and the little golden snake.

"Brother Liu, I can see that you all have some strength. If you don't have anything important, why don't you go hunting with me tonight, it's very exciting."