I felt that my soul was about to be broken down by the sound of the bell and drum, and I turned to look at Qi Mengmeng and Xingxu, and found that they were no better than me, both of them covered their heads and waists, and their faces were full of pain.

"There is really a problem with this temple, what should I do!" Qi Mengmeng's silver teeth were tight, and he shouted to me with a trill.

I'm confused now, what's going on? Could it be that these nuns are really related to the raptor-like people? Putting us in just to yin us?

The sound of bells and drums shook my head and made me dizzy, and I couldn't even keep up with my thoughts, and I opened my mouth several times to speak, but I felt that my soul was messy, and my hands were a little blurred.

A thought suddenly occurred in my mind, this strange sound of bells and drums, obviously against the soul. If we don't find a way to crack it, I'm afraid that after a while, the yang soul will be dispersed.

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"Sister····· Sub, catch ······ Ahh······hh Live Bell and Drum ······ Hmmmm····· The amount of sound······· Interval, gossip mantra····· I and I must say goodbye... Go up! I pointed to the bell tower and said to Qi Mengmeng, but the voice was indistinct and intermittent.

Then I looked at Xingshu again and pointed to the drum tower. I mean, seize the interval between the bells and drums, and let Qi Mengmeng recite the Bagua Mantra to assist the two of us. Xingsu and I took the big bell and the cowhide drum respectively, and then we were saved.

Qi Mengmeng nodded, she should understand what I meant. I was a little glad in my heart, and I said that the reincarnation of heaven and humanity is smart, and if Huzi is here, he will definitely not understand my words.

Just as I turned to the beard, he frowned and shouted, "He... He's ahhhh Also stopped ·······"

I followed the direction of his finger, and it was exactly the same direction he had just told me that the dragon thief was fleeing. I was stunned for a moment, as if I had an idea in my head, but I just couldn't think of it.

I didn't want to think of it, so I reached out and made a posture to wipe my neck, which means that if we abolish the bell and drum first, we will all waste it.

Xingxu nodded here, Qi Mengmeng found a rhythm for a while, and was about to speak, when a shout faintly came from the direction behind him. But because the bells and drums were so loud that I couldn't hear them clearly, I thought I was having auditory hallucinations.

As a result, when I looked back, Qi Mengmeng and Xingxu also turned around at the same time, his grandmother's was not an auditory hallucination, it was the arrogant little nun just now.

She was running several steps towards us, and she seemed to have something in her hand. I subconsciously felt that she was here to trouble us, and I wouldn't be so arbitrary in normal times, but I can't keep up with my thinking now.

Qi Mengmeng had already set up a battle posture at this time, and I also moved slightly to the side, forming a triangle with Qi Mengmeng's mustache.

Seeing that the little nun had already run to the front, but when there were still four flights of stairs from us, she did not move, and when she stretched out her right hand, she took out a stick of incense, and then she took out a lighter and lit it.

Although I don't know what she is going to do, but at this moment, the thought that popped into my mind turned out to be why she didn't use a fire fold or something, but a lighter, and she was still a windproof.

It is said that my usual brain circuit is not like this, I don't know if it is the relationship between the sound of the bell and the drum vibration, which makes my IQ infinitely close to that of Huzi.

After the little nun waited for the fire of the incense head to be extinguished, she walked down with the incense, and I tried to move but had a great time. The sound of bells and drums resonated with my soul, as if I was stuck in a swamp, with endless resistance every time I moved.

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The little nun glared at us, then walked around us with incense. The incense thread was like a big smoke ring, enclosing the three of us in the middle for a long time.

When I saw it, it wasn't meant to be against us, and if it wanted to deal with us, we wouldn't be able to move at all. Thinking about it again, her master can know what we are doing at the gate of the mountain at the top of the mountain, and the Tao is definitely not weaker than Liu Taixing, if it really has something to do with the dragon thief, he can't use the trick.

I was thinking about it when I suddenly felt a shock all over my body. How did my mind return to normal? I immediately moved my arm and found that I was able to move freely.

Xing Xu next to him looked angry as if he was about to make a move, and as soon as he waved his hand, his face changed instantly. I saw that he had half anger and half smile on his face, and he raised his arms around the back of his head and made a head-scratching motion.

He must have been the same as me, he was affected by the sound of bells and drums just now, and suddenly regained his ability to think, and the expression on his face was not as fast as his brain's reaction.

After Xingsu reacted, he folded his hands and prepared to speak. The little nun was still the same as before, muttering: "When I destroyed the Golden Armor Heavenly God just now, the cow coaxed, and the feeling was an embroidered pillow." With that, he walked to the top of the mountain without looking back.

The three of us looked at each other, and then I took the lead and followed the little nun to the top of the hill.

I smiled bitterly as I walked, aren't Buddhists all greedy and hateful? Why is this the temper I have encountered so weird? This little nun holds a grudge so much, and then look at Xing Su, a monk who opens his mouth is a beautiful woman and a grandmother·······

We followed the little nun all the way, and the sound of bells and drums behind us never stopped. The temple is divided into five floors, and because it is the tourist season, there are many worshippers burning incense at the entrance of each main hall, as well as taking pictures.

At this time, many of these people looked in the direction of the bell tower and the drum tower, and there were many discussions, some said that the Bodhisattva had appeared, and some said that the protector god had appeared. Of course, there are also a few people who are together and muttering quietly, saying that the temple is playing tricks in order to cheat incense money.

The little nun held the incense stick in her hand, and since she was a monk, when she walked to the temple gate, tourists and believers unconsciously moved out of the way. We were struggling to hide from others, so we hurriedly lined up behind the little nun and used her as a shield.

There are three Buddhas in the hall of the Mahavira Treasure Hall, from left to right, the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp, the Buddha Shakyamuni, and the Buddha Maitreya. This is the case with the main hall of the temple, which symbolizes the past, present, and future.

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The little nun's footsteps did not stop, and she entered the front door and exited the back door, and came to the Guanyin Hall again. The architecture of the Guanyin Hall is very special, the two sides are like pavilions, and they are attached to the main hall, but they are as high as the main hall. Six corners and six pavilions and six gates, which enshrine the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva with a thousand hands and a thousand eyes.

The little nun still didn't pause, and the three of us looked at each other in surprise. At first, we followed the little nun, but I decided, but now that she looks like this, she is deliberately taking us up, is she taking us to see her master?

That's how it should be, because there is still one last building left on the top of the mountain, and it seems that it is not usually open to the public, so there is a red rope to stop it, and there are no tourists.

The little nun stepped over the red rope, and we didn't hesitate to follow it. When she pushed open the door of this hall, I felt a little dazzling, and when I looked inside, there were palm-sized golden-bodied Arhats on three walls, and the plaque on the front read Five Hundred Arhat Hall.

While we were still looking around, the little nun had already received the wooden staircase in the corner, and began to go upstairs without saying a word. We didn't know what the place was up there, and we didn't know what the little nun and her master ordered, so we didn't dare to follow it.

After all, this is a nun temple, in case it is a monk's house, it is a little inconvenient for me and the two old men.

Just as she was hesitating, the little nun had already walked to the platform between the first and second floors, she squatted and leaked her head, and said impatiently: "My master wants to see you, what are you waiting for?" Do you have to come down in person? ”

"Don't dare, don't dare." I replied immediately, then gave them a look, and walked upstairs first.

I thought to myself, she had just lit a stick of incense to get us out of trouble, and she didn't say anything about her master wanting to see us. Fortunately, I am thick-skinned, if Qi Mengmeng and Xingsu make a decision, it is estimated that they will not follow.

Could it be that when she first came down the mountain gate, her master asked her to bring us up, but she lost her temper and didn't tell us?

In my mind, we had come to the second floor, which was a large hall with several rows of tables and rows of futons below. If you guessed correctly, it should be the Dharma Hall, where the monks preach the scriptures.

When I got to the third floor, my eyes immediately straightened, and this floor was full of mahogany bookshelves, at least a dozen rows. Each row is filled with books, although most are modernly printed. But the innermost two rows, obviously old books, are all line-bound books.

Although I didn't see the font on it, I can see from the yellowing marks on the spine of the book, to say the least, it was from the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. My favorite since I was a child was ancient books, and there are two shelves in front of me.

"Master, the two laymen and monks have brought them here." The little nun clasped her hands together and said loudly inside.

I wanted to laugh when I heard it, and sure enough, no matter how much character people have, they are all obedient in front of the teacher. It's the same with this little nun, just now outside, she didn't mean to treat us as laymen and monks.

After the little nun had finished saying this, she heard the sound of salad, and after a while, an old nun came out of it.

It's really not too much to say that she is an old nun, dressed in ochre yellow monk's robes, patched and patched, wearing a nun hat on her head, and wearing soft cloth shoes without soles. I conservatively estimate that I must be in my nineties, and I can't even lift my feet when I walk, and I can move a few centimeters in one step.

I don't know why, looking at the old nun dressed in a hundred clothes, looking at the white robe embroidered with gold thread next to the beard, why is it not pleasing to the eye.

I'm hesitating what to call it, the monk is called the mage, what is the name of the nun? I remember the extinction in the Heaven and Dragon Slayer, called Shitai.

Before I could speak, Xingsu had already folded his hands and made a gesture, and asked respectfully: "Little monk Xingxu, I don't know what the old nun is called?" ”

"Old man Minghui." The old nun said with a smile. She really deserves to be an old man, and the monk's robe on her body is no longer a hundred gowns, and there are few thousand gowns.