The room on the 3rd floor, the environment is quite good, and it can even be described as luxurious.

The small room is decorated in Chinese style, with a lampstand on the table behind the screen, a well-cut tent, a soft cover, and a dresser and desk.

The copper mirror fragrance is not to mention, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone may be to match the style, the calligraphy and painting on the wall are limited to improving the overall taste, the duck down carpet is spread on the ground, and the person who steps on it is simply going to fall into it.

The most important thing is that there are two beds in the room, a bed, and a sitting bed.

The bed is a stepping bed, which is quite large, and there is no problem for four or five people to sleep together, and the bed is larger, but it is not abrupt in the room.

Xu Yang, who was standing at the door, looked at the indoor scene dumbfounded, looked at Wu Senran and said, "Great martial arts...... How much does it cost to stay overnight? ”

Wu Senran was also shocked, his own family is also rich, but he has never seen such a gorgeous Chinese-style room.

"No, no money...... The surname Qin has a big face, and he ...... for free" Wu Senran swallowed his saliva.

The two of them are in one room, scrambling to sit on the bed, good guy, this is obviously a wooden bed, it's like the whole person is going to fall into it, it's so comfortable!

Tu Xuanxuan, Yuan Xinghan, Dr. Shen and his entourage were also shocked.

The corridor is so eerie, this Taozhi Hotel looks gloomy, who knows that there is a hole in it?

This level of luxury is more than the presidential suit in some places, right?

The three brothers Chen regretted a little, when they first asked for a room, the three of them asked for one, who knew that there were only two of them with a bed, the bed was so comfortable, everyone didn't want to let it, but it couldn't be squeezed together...... It's not appropriate to sleep bare-chested in the summer.

Tu Xuanxuan turned on the video in the house, wanting to chat with Tuwa, but found that the camera was full of snowflakes, pouting unhappy, and at the door, Qin Kun knocked on the door frame.

"Xuanxuan, how about letting Du Qinghan squeeze in with you today?"

Qin Kun smiled, Tu Xuanxuan was born in the Tu family in Linjiang, but she didn't have the temper of the eldest lady, so she nodded busily: "Okay, Sister Du, come in." ”

Du Qinghan walked into the room, glanced at it, and wanted to say something, but heard Qin Kun cough.

Du Qinghan held back what he was about to say, turned his head and said, "What about you?" ”

"Me? Stay alone in one room, close the door, have a good rest, and see you tomorrow. ”

Qin Kun helped close the door and walked to room 301, revealing helplessness.

It seems that the door can isolate all sounds, and as soon as everyone's door closes, the corridor is unusually quiet, only the sound of Qin Kun's walking remains.

Empty and quiet.

Footsteps on the marble floor, rubbing the sound of unearthed ash, echoed around.

Stop, room 301 arrived.

Buckle the door.

Knock knock three times is a polite way to indicate that you want to come in.

Qin Kun took out the key and inserted it, turning the door lock.

Click.

The door opened, and with the sound of a clang, the door had not been oiled for a long time.

The house was fairly clean, but by no means as gorgeous as others had seen.

Two hardboard beds, a writing desk, the wood grain has been worn off, and the room is a little damp and slightly stuffy.

In the room, there was a bald head.

The bald head is bare-chested, with thin skin and tender flesh, but behind it, there are rib-like tattoos.

When he saw the person's appearance clearly, Qin Kun sighed: "As soon as I go upstairs, I can smell you." The good Folin Temple doesn't wait, what are you doing here to scourge the ghost shop. ”

The bald head turned around, with a touch of purple light in his pupils, he was a handsome monk, and he still had rib tattoos on his chest, but with electric tattoos.

"Amitabha, Qin Kun, I recently realized something by chance, and I want to learn a thing or two from you."

Qin Kun smiled helplessly: "Miaoshan, do your best, you can't beat me." ”

The bald face was cold, and he suddenly smiled: "Not necessarily." I heard that your Taiyi Nine Refining has reached the fifth refinement, but if you do it with all your might, the purple-clothed Shura is not afraid of you. ”

Purple-clothed monk, wonderful goodness.

The true legend of Folin Temple.

Since the Maoshan Dan meeting, Qin Kun didn't expect to see him here.

Maoshan Dan will fight, Qin Kun defeated the rookie of life and death, his status is transcendent, his strength is strong, and no one among his peers is invincible.

And many people know that in that battle, Qin Kun did not do his best.

In the path of life and death, some fighting methods are very strange, when you don't do your best, you often win easily, and after you do your best, you will lose in a mess. In Miaoshan's view, the Taiyi Nine Refining of the Daomen is slightly inferior to his own purple-clothed Shura, and he is restrained by Buddhism, after all, the Taiyi Nine Refining is only borrowing the power of the nine ghosts, while the purple-clothed Shura is borrowing the power of the eight heavens to make judgments.

Hearing Miaoshan's words, Qin Kun lit a cigarette.

When the room was filled with smoke, Miao Shan finally couldn't help but say, "Don't you dare to fight in the Qin family?" Why treat me with a closed mouth. ”

Qin Kun flicked the cigarette ash, yawned and said, "Forget it, wait until I finish leading the group." It's been a tiring few days......"

As soon as the words fell, a square stool smashed head-on, Qin Kun's eyes were quick, he lifted it up, the square stool hovered in the air, and then Qin Kun pressed it down with one hand, and sat on his buttocks. Miao Shan found that Qin Kun's hand was exquisitely controlled, and secretly praised it, and the whole person left his seat.

"Eight Heavenly Beings!"

As soon as the wrist bracelet was tightened, the blood was intercepted, Miao Shan's whole body turned purple, and the rib tattoos on his body were even more hideous.

The powerful punch was blocked by Qin Kun raising his hand, and Qin Kun asked, "You don't seem to have a tattoo on your body, but ...... Rib prints? ”

"Qin has good eyesight!"

The iron elbow was like a cone, smashing into Qin Kun's throat, Qin Kun couldn't defend it, Miaoshan saw that Qin Kun was about to be killed, hurriedly closed his elbow, and said angrily: "Do you want to die?" Why not defend? ”

Qin Kun poured a glass of white water from the pot, moistened his throat and said, "If you want to kill, kill it." ”

"The poor monk just wants to fight with you and defeat you!"

"I said I've been tired these days, you're a dignified ass......"

"Shameless, shameless!" Miao Sun clenched her fists and cursed.

Qin Kun was dumbfounded: "I said Miaoshan, you have committed a hateful precept." ”

Miaoshan knew that he was speechless, and simply said: "Hmph, I am uneasy, it is normal to break the three precepts of greed and hatred, and the master has never trained me, can you manage it." ”

The heart demon is the heart demon, how can everyone be beaten out of the heart demon.

I still have demons...... Depend on.

A Maoshan Danhui, the rookies of life and death were hit the same as the eggplant after the frost, Mo Wuji went to the show, Xu Facheng heard that he quit his job and became a network administrator, the true legend of this Folin Temple is from Gan Depravity to make trouble in the ghost shop, and his temper is now as domineering as the social boss.

What's the matter...... Don't those seniors take care of it?

"The demon is your excuse for being a scoundrel?"

"You're a scoundrel!"

"I didn't say I wasn't."

Miaoshan is simply angry, the black dog in Fuyu Mountain, is it all this kind of rough embryo!

Seeing Qin Kun's unrelenting appearance, Miao Shan recited the Buddha name, and said angrily: "Okay, then we will compete again after you finish leading the group!" ”

Miaoshan was about to leave with his monk's robe, but was stopped by Qin Kun.

"Why are you going?"

"Where the poor monk goes, you have to take care of it?"

"Nonsense, a tattooed bald guy walked out of my room naked at night, I don't want a reputation?" Qin Kun glared at the other party and pointed to the wooden bed next to him, "Get out there and sleep." If you dare to disobey the order, I will notify the Spiritual Investigation Department of the whole of China, accuse you of molesting a female ghost, and escort you to the Folin Temple for public display. ”

"Say it again!" Miao Shan's purple skin appeared again, furious.

Qin Kun yawned, slept on the hard bed, and said with a warning face: "Believe it or not." Don't challenge my bottom line, I don't have a bottom line! ”

Tonight is destined to be a difficult night.

Miao Shan's whole body trembled.

Myself...... Why was it defeated by this kind of goods?

When I went to Linjiang to find Qin Kun, I heard Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun say that Qin Kun went on a group trip, so I waited for Qin Kun here for a week, thinking that I would finally be able to fight Qin Kun tonight to vent my unhappiness, who knows if this is the scene.

Damn......

There is no bottom line, and you can say it.

Miao Shan walked to Qin Kun's bed, and when he heard Qin Kun snoring slightly, he must have been really tired.

Alas, then wait a few more days, the demonic nature has been too heavy recently, and I really don't look like a person who cultivates Buddhism. Miao Shan saw Qin Kun sleeping with his clothes, knowing that in such a humid weather, it was easy to catch a cold when he slept with his clothes, so he took the summer cool quilt and prepared to cover Qin Kun.

Suddenly, Qin Kun was caught off guard and kicked Miaoshan in the stomach, Miaoshan flew out upside down, his head hit the corner of the table, and he fainted.