"This ...... I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient. The deacon of the clear space wanted to speak and stopped, and his expression was full of embarrassment.

"Why?"

"That's the case, the abbot gave a strict order some time ago, and no one is allowed to approach the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

"Huh?" Ruin raised his eyebrows, not angry: "You didn't say that last time I came over, you didn't say that!" ”

"This time is different from the past, and the poor monks who have been instructed by the abbot do not dare to disobey it."

"Where's the abbot? I'm going to find him! ”

"After the abbot gave the order, he left the temple and went out to wander!"

"Wandering?" Ruin flicked his sleeves one by one, and his face completely fell: "Don't make excuses for me, what did you say when I came over last time to collect those spirit golems?" Make sure it doesn't hurt, but what is the result? ”

"Oh Buddha Mitha." The deacon of the clear sky bowed respectfully to him, but still did not let go: "The poor monk assures you that the spirit puppets will not hurt anyone......"

"I don't listen to your assurances, I only believe that seeing is believing."

"The ruins are long, please don't be embarrassed......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the deacon of the clearance made a "bang", rolled his eyes, and fell straight to the ground.

The "......" ruins are long.

He looked blankly at Chu Xinbai, who was holding a mace to the side and looked irritable.

"You...... What are you knocking him out? ”

"He's very long-winded!"

The cold tone made the ruins shiver.

He silently raised his hand, rubbed his arm, and stayed with Chu Xinbai for a long time, although the indifference on her body was much lighter, but it was still a little hairy.

"How can he open the door to the Scripture Pavilion for us when he is dizzy? The lock is specially made and cannot be opened without a key. ”

Chu Xinbai withdrew his mace, pointed to the key on the waist of the deacon, and smiled without warmth: "Never fight a battle that you are not sure of." ”

"You cow!" The corners of the ruin's mouth pursed into a smile and gave her a thumbs up.

Chu Xinbai pulled down the key and returned to him as usual: "Let's go, go to the Scripture Pavilion." ”

The ruins didn't have a word, and after taking Chu Xinbai around seven times and eight times, he finally came to the destination.

"Whew...... The sense of direction of this seat is still good! The ruins looked at the door of the Scripture Pavilion and boasted about it.

"......" is the first white.

Just the sense of direction that I repeated a few times in that place, don't do it!

On the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, there is a big black lock, and the surface of the lock is also carefully carved with many auspicious cloud patterns.

I can't see what kind of material I can't see, and the unpatterned place feels a little rough to the touch, like a matte surface.

Chu Xinbai picked up the key and inserted it into the keyhole, and a wave of resistance rushed out and hit her directly.

In just an instant, Chu Xinbai's body flew upside down, and he was about to smash into a big tree a few meters behind him.

Ruin's long face changed abruptly, he hurriedly raised his hand, and his outstretched palm grabbed it hard in the direction of Chu Xinbai, and his five fingers were closed.

Then, Chu Xinbai suddenly paused in the air, and he was only a finger away from the tree pole.

"It's dangerous!" The ruin let out a long sigh and slowly lowered his raised hand.

Not far away, Chu Xinbai's body began to gradually fall until she stood firmly on the ground.

"What's going on?" Chu Xinbai looked down a little stunned, looking at his empty palm.

After that, he looked up again and looked at the door of the Scripture Pavilion, and saw the key lying quietly on the ground, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.