Chapter 817: Opening the House...

It's just that the old monk didn't listen to what the old monk said, and his footsteps didn't stop, and he walked straight towards the outside of the temple.

When I passed the main hall gate, I hurried to bring the small bracelet and luggage at the door.

When I got out of the temple, I found that Zhong Bai was no longer under the mountain.

When I pulled out my phone, he sent me a message telling me to contact him anytime I had anything.

In fact, he was a living person who was a little afraid of this Berlin Temple, and I was a little strange at first, but now I vaguely guessed it.

It may have something to do with the hideous and terrifying grimace on his back.

I'm actually quite curious about Zhong Bai's secrets.

And he was born with a pair of different eyes.

Buddhism is a pure place, the strange totem on his back must be evil, so he can't enter the place of Buddhism, if he steps into Buddhism, there may be some changes.

And even if he is outside the Buddha Gate, this is still the pure land of the Buddha Gate.

Thinking that when he went up the mountain before, Zhong Bai seemed to be under great pressure, and it should be that he was very uncomfortable with this place.

I texted Zhong Bai back and told him not to worry.

Then, Ye Siming and I went all the way down the mountain from southern Hunan to the small county town on the border of northern Hunan Province, which is in the hinterland of Wuling Mountain, isolated from the world.

It's getting late now.

But the lights in the county town are bright, and I plan to find an ordinary place to stay in this place with Ye Siming for one night.

Anyway, I can't rush my business right now.

I ruled out hotels and guesthouses, Ye Siming must have no money, and people like me, if they had money in school, they wouldn't have to think about doing summer jobs.

A little private money last time the old man was hospitalized, I made up for it.

I don't care, I'm not a delicate daughter, I can find a place to sleep, nothing fussy.

But Ye Siming!

After thinking about it, he could go directly into the soul jade anyway, it was no big deal.

The county is still a relatively backward area, semi-urbanized, and many of the farmers who come to the county are farmers from mountain villages, and they are reluctant to spend money on hotels even if they stay.

So there are a lot of small hotels.

Nearby, I saw a sign lit up in the alley with the word 'accommodation' written on it.

The alley is deep and a little dark.

He was still frowning and unhappy when I took Ye Siming over.

Is it disgusting that the place I am looking for is not worthy of him!?

"When I go and ask, don't let people see it, well, why don't you stay in the soul jade first?" I whispered to Ye Siming.

He glanced at me and ignored me.

I took a deep breath, "You're not still mad at me, are you?" Am I in the wrong line? ”

"If you weren't in the temple hall, baptism with the help of Buddha Qi. I'm not going to be nosy, and the next time you want to die, you can speed up and don't pull me on my back. Ye Siming replied lightly.

When he said this, I was stunned.

But then he slapped his forehead, and suddenly he realized.

Yesiming was angry because I had just started at the temple.

When I entered the main hall, the Buddha pressed me once.

At that time, Ye Siming directly shattered the pressure, but later I wanted to wash the eight-sided ghost cup with the help of Buddha Qi in front of the Buddha.

Later, Ye Siming came out.

I suddenly realized that Ye Siming was shrouded in Buddhism in the dark, and that their existence should hate Buddha Qi very much, just as the night hates the sun.

Even if he wasn't in the soul jade at the time, it must have made him feel very uncomfortable.

"If I knew I could force you out like this, I should have gone to the Berlin Temple earlier." I whispered inwardly.