Gu Yunying was afraid of that Yihe in her heart, and neither she nor Gu Qianxue were sure to kill the empty name, so they could only return to the room in a gloomy manner.

Because the two of them escaped once, Kuna's attitude towards them was much worse, and at the same time, he was much stricter with their guards.

Kongming directly took the futon outside the door in, put it in the middle of the room, sat cross-legged, and kept staring at Gu Yunying and Gu Qianxue, who were weak-hearted, but with a string of eighty-eight rosaries made of golden silk nanmu in his hand, he was chanting a scripture in his mouth.

Gu Yunying was a little numb when she saw that she didn't blink at the empty name, and she said tentatively: "Master, we're ready to change our clothes, you might as well avoid suspicion, right?" ”

Kongming looked at her faintly, and said, "Amitabha, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, it's just a pair of dry bones and skins." ”

"But we don't feel comfortable." Gu Qianxue couldn't help but say.

Her clothes were covered in blood, slimy, and extremely uncomfortable, especially the blue gauze dress on her body revealed her fair waist, which made Gu Qianxue, who was conservative by nature, feel very uncomfortable, and desperately wanted to change into a normal dress.

Kongming twisted the Buddha beads and said solemnly: "Cultivators, you can't be too unexpected, red dust and dry bones, just a handful of loess, only those who are promiscuous will see prostitution." ”

The corners of Gu Qianxue's eyes twitched, and she really wanted to go crazy now, no matter where the monk was, it was so infuriating.

However, Gu Yunying rubbed his chin quite curiously and asked, "May I ask the master, since the prostitute sees the prostitution, what can you see as a high monk of the Rakshasa Temple?" ”

Kongming paused for a moment, and said confidently: "Amitabha, monks don't speak, and the poor monk has not been able to transcend the realm of 'adulterers see adultery', and is still working hard to practice. ”

Gu Qianxue: "......"

Gu Yunying: "......"

Xu Shi noticed the speechless and disdainful gazes of the two female cultivators in front of him, and Kongming coughed lightly and said, "The poor monk should go out first to breathe, please take care of yourself." ”

Kongming stood up, pinched the rosary in his hand and went out, but when he left, he set a ban in the room, and if Gu Yunying and the others left without permission, he would be able to sense it immediately.

Actually, empty names don't want to do this kind of thing that is difficult for a strong man at all.

But after all, it was two female slaves who had spent nearly a thousand spirit stones to buy, and besides, the head of the court had been urging them to find the holy maiden, and it seemed that something big had happened.

Therefore, even if it is an empty name that has always fished in troubled waters, he has smelled something wrong, and I am afraid that he will not be able to fool around this time.

The heart of the empty name is heavy.

For his master, that is, the Rakshasa Temple host, he has become more and more unable to agree with the decision-making of his master, that is, the host of the Rakshasa Temple over the years, and the differences with his senior brothers are getting bigger and bigger, but after all, they are growing up together, and they should not be unfavorable to themselves...... If he had been so harmlessly foolish.

"There has been no saint in the temple for more than a thousand years, why is Master so sure that the saint has been born?"

The monks didn't say anything, and the empty name said that he wanted to go out to breathe, so he really walked around the courtyard outside, looking at the cold moon frost on the ground, he muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the second floor with a cold expression, above the eaves, the roof tiles blended with the night, only a round of the first quarter moon hung in the air, and under the white moonlight like frost, a monk wearing a yellow robe suddenly appeared.

The monk stood on the eaves, looking down at Kongming condescendingly, a smile of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he immediately jumped up, directly heard Kongming's face, and greeted with a smile: "It's been a long time, Senior Brother Kongming." ”

Seeing him like this, Kongming was silent for a long time, and said, "...... You are? ”

The smile on the monk's face was suffocated: "Empty news." ”

Kong Ming showed an expression of sudden realization, and folded his hands: "Senior Brother Kong Wen, I don't know why you are here?" ”

"Hey, Senior Brother happened to be passing by here, and I heard that Senior Brother you bought two female slaves for the first time, and I was curious, so I came over to take a look." When Kongwen spoke, he deliberately showed a somewhat frivolous look, as if he was laughing at the empty name, and he would actually take a fancy to a female slave.

The empty name is Zhengsedao: "They are not ordinary slave girls, but women in distress, and they are candidates for saints." ”

"Senior Brother Kongming, do you think they will be saints? Hehe, you're too ......."

"Amitabha, all beings are equal, please be cautious." Sora Ming interrupted Kongwen's words, and his heart was a little impatient, but he still endured his temperament and said.

Kong Wen saw the resistance of the empty name, but smiled more and more brightly, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth: "Since the senior brother thinks so, then they must be outstanding, it is better to let the senior brother also see how it is, after all, the senior brother is also worried about the affairs of the holy woman." ”

Knowledge? See you damn hammer!

Lao Tzu should have killed you back then, and raised your ashes with his own hands!

Sora thought very rudely in his heart, but his face was not obvious, and he still said calmly: "Yes, please." ”

In the end, it was still because of the master of Kongwen, the face of his uncle Zen Reed, and the face of the monk Zen Wei, Kongming had no way to tear his face with Kongwen, so he had to endure his temperament and lead Kongwen slowly up to the second floor.

When Kong Wen noticed the prohibition in the room on the second floor, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Your forbidden battle is a bit big." ”

The empty name said without changing his face: "It's okay, the saint should have the pomp of the saint." ”

"The junior brother is in love, what kind of pomp do the monks pay attention to?"

"Then take off this robe."

"This robe of mine was given by the host himself!"

"Huh."

Kongming had already seen through Kongwen's nature, and snorted coldly imperceptibly, then stood outside the door and knocked lightly: "The two female benefactors, the senior brother of the poor monk wants to come over to see you, do you agree with him coming in?" Of course, the poor monk is not a womanizer, but just raised a few beautiful female slaves, after all, the Rakshasa Temple does not forbid women, if you don't agree, the poor monk will take him away immediately. ”

When Kong Wen heard his introduction, he looked at him with a smile: "Senior brother, your introduction is a bit too much, right?" ”

Sora said calmly, "This is respect. ”

However, after a long time, there was no response from inside the door.

Sora raised his head, looked at the flowing cloud pattern carved on the door steadily, his eyes deepened, he slowly exhaled a breath, and under Sora's undisguised schadenfreude, he stretched out a palm and directly shattered the door.

Debris flew in the room, and sawdust flew through the room, kicking up a puff of smoke.

Sora walked in without changing his face and stopped again.

The room was already empty.

The red and blue gauze skirts were quietly placed on the bed, and the position of the window did not move, but in the eaves above the head, there was a large hole.

Sora remembered that Kong Wen jumped from the eaves just now, and couldn't help but squint his eyes and look back at Kong Wen: "Senior brother, didn't you see such a big hole when you came down from the eaves just now?" ”

Kongwen spread his hands and said innocently: "The poor monk is not blind, so he naturally saw it." ”

"Then why didn't you say it earlier?" Kongming laughed angrily, eager to tear up Kongwen's hypocritical face and ring the temple bell with his shiny head.

"Do I have to say it?" Kongwen sat down with a big grin, picked up the red gauze coat, sniffed it under his nose, and showed a slightly intoxicated expression, "This is the smell of beauty!" ”

The empty name opened his eyes, and there was a feeling that he couldn't stand it.

Kong Wen didn't care, and without shame, he put the red gauze into his storage bag, and then said to Kong Ming: "Look at your face, why do you have to put on such a posture of not eating the fireworks of the world, it is simply a tyrannical thing, and our Rakshasa Temple is not a real monk temple......"

"Senior brother, please be cautious." Kuna's voice sank and he warned.

Kong Wen waved his hand helplessly, and said: "That's it, we are also destined, you don't have to toss too much for just two female slaves, senior brother, I also have a suitable saint woman here, when the time comes, senior brother will say to the head of the courtyard, we found it together." ”

For this seemingly well-intentioned suggestion from Kongwen, Kongming didn't really want to accept it, because nothing good would happen if he was courteous and courteous.

Seeing that Kongming didn't say a word, as if he was refusing his help, he couldn't help but scold in his heart for not knowing how to lift, but he still maintained a smile and said: "The presiding officer is approaching, I heard from the senior brother, the presiding officer intends to announce the next presiding officer when the election of the holy woman is over." ”

Kong Wen also knew the character of the empty name, so he could only show his greatest patience, and explained his intentions to him straight to the point: "My master is the junior brother who presides, and he is also handy for the big and small affairs in the temple, and he is really the best candidate for the next host. ”

When Sora heard this reason, he immediately sneered in his heart.

Is the host's birthday approaching?

Bullshit, his master only broke through to the peak of Zhaoming Realm two hundred years ago, and his strength is not very good, but it is long-lasting!

It's just that, except for the master's personal disciples, no one in the Rakshasa Temple knows this secret.

Kongming stared at the appearance of the villain who was determined to win, and immediately raised a smile, and responded: "Yes, no problem." ”

Isn't it just a few nice words?

Yes, he praised Uncle Zen Reed, and then scolded what he did in vain, it would not be considered a joke.

Kong Wen didn't expect Kong Ming to be so easy to speak, so he immediately stood up, patted Kong Ming's shoulder, and smiled happily: "It's still junior brother, you know current affairs, come on, senior brother, I will take you to meet the holy woman I picked up, although she doesn't look very good, but those eyes are ...... Hey, exactly like in the books! ”