The owner of the old voice that suddenly appeared, before the person appeared, he had already stopped the battle on the field. Everyone in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info was captured by the sudden coercion and couldn't move.

For the owner of the mysterious voice, Xue Ning and the others showed vigilance, but when the bald An Kun heard the old voice, it was like a life-saving straw when he grabbed it, and shouted in surprise, "Master Mukong, save my life!" ”

"Good, good! Life and death, hatred and hatred are very strong, and retribution is endless......" The empty voice couldn't tell the source, and Xue Ning and the others only felt that the old voice echoed in the entire temple, like a grand bell, shocking to the ears and eyes

"Who are you?" Xue Ning and the others looked vigilant, and they didn't know who they were, but it was certain that the other party was definitely the number one extremely dangerous person.

"It's just an old monk, the donor is a guest from afar, why not let the old monk do his best to be a landlord."

As he spoke, Xue Ning suddenly felt that the terrifying restraint force that had just been exerted on him had disappeared, and Xue Ning, who had regained his freedom of movement, did not choose to continue to hunt down the bald An Kun.

There was such a mysterious terrifying powerhouse living in the shadows, and Xue Ning didn't dare to act rashly. for fear of touching the other party's bottom line.

"Where are you?" Xue Ning asked in a loud voice where the other party was.

"The chanting hall welcomes all guests from afar." Spoke again, and this time Xue Ning finally heard the direction of the mysterious voice. It was the first magnificent hall not far in front of them.

Whether it was a blessing or a curse, Xue Ning took the lead and walked towards the chanting hall. Xue Meng, Chu Hang, Huo Sisi and others followed, and the bald An Kun was like a rabbit, and ran to the main hall as soon as he slipped away. In that case, I was afraid that Xue Ning would still attack him.

Entering the chanting hall, as far as the eye can see is a huge golden Buddha statue with a height of more than ten meters, look around, the whole hall is simply a ten thousand Buddha Buddha hall.

The hollows carved out of the walls are filled with all sorts of smaller statues of the Buddha, and the name plates under the shrines record who is enshrined here.

The strong smell of incense in the main hall, and in the slightly dim light, Xue Ning and the others found that there was a small futon in front of the huge Buddha statue in the middle of the main hall, dressed in a black robe, and a thin figure.

"Is he the owner of that mysterious voice?" Xue Ning's eyes were slightly condensed, and the moment he saw the withered figure at first glance, Xue Ning felt that something was wrong. But what was wrong, Xue Ning couldn't tell it.

Continuing to move forward, gradually Xue Ning's vision in front of him became clearer and clearer, and Xue Ning knew that this was his eyes that began to adjust darkly.

When Xue Ning finally saw the true face of the withered figure, the whole person was immediately shocked.

"This! This! ”

Walking in, Xue Ning found that where was a living person sitting on the futon, it was clearly a dried corpse that had been dead for an unknown amount of time.

The dried corpse was dehydrated and had a dark complexion. But because he had always maintained the meditation posture before he died, Xue Ning didn't notice the other party's abnormality for the first time.

The hall was empty, as if he had thought of some possibility, and cold sweat soaked the whole body of Xue Ning and the others almost instantly.

"Could it be that the voice just now was made by this mysterious dry corpse! This! How is this possible! Xue Ning's faces were cloudy, and their hearts were full of palpitations for a while.

Compared with Xue Ning's unbearable performance, the bald An Kun did not seem so frightened at this time. For the dried corpse in front of him, the bald head An Kun seemed to have expected it and did not show too much abnormality. I saw him look around at the main hall. Then the voice mentioned slightly: "Master Mukong? Master of the Eye? Where are you? I'm An Kun, you wrote me a peace charm back then, do you remember? Master Meku! ”

"Ahem, cough ......" As soon as the bald head An Kun's words came out, an embarrassing cough immediately came from behind the huge Buddha statue.

"Uh...... It turned out to be the owner of Ankun. After the owner of the embarrassed coughing voice spoke, the figure slowly walked out from behind the huge Buddha statue.

Is this the true owner of that mysterious voice? Xue Ning fixed his eyes on the appearance of the person who came, a gray cloth monk's robe was full of large patches, an old and withered body, and a shriveled skin like orange peel. The delicate body is like a gust of wind that can be blown down. It's hard to imagine that this person is the mysterious person who just captured Xue Ning's several powerful abilities as soon as he made a move.

The old monk was holding a broom, apparently he had been cleaning the temple before.

The moment the bald An Kun saw the old monk, it was like seeing a savior, and he rushed to the front of the old monk like a rabbit, but when he got closer, the bald An Kun seemed to remember something again, and hurriedly bowed. Put your hands together and make a pious gesture.

"Master Mukong, don't come unharmed."

"Hehe, it's good, my body is quite strong, I can eat a pound of beef and half a pound of soju at a meal."

When the old monk saw the bald head An Kun, he couldn't help but show a warm smile on his face, but the words that came out of his mouth made Xue Ning and the others fall through the eyeballs in an instant.

"This ...... What kind of monk is this, he still drinks wine and eats meat, and he says it generously in front of so many people, without taking into account his identity as a monk. ”

Xue Ning and the others were surprised by the old monk's words, but the bald An Kun seemed to have an understanding of the old monk's habits, and he was not surprised at all.

Bowing again, the bald An Kun made a grateful look.

"Fortunately, Master Mukong gave me a peace charm that day, and my career over the years has been smooth, and now the world has been disrupted, I still remember the words of Master Mukong on demand that day, and I came here to repay the wish of the day."

Xue Ning and the others looked at the bald An Kun dumbfounded, no matter what, they couldn't imagine who this eye master was, this bald An Kun was obviously a big bastard in society, but in front of this old monk, he was respectful and disrespectful, and listening to him, the reason why this bald An Kun was able to make a name for himself in the Tao also had a great relationship with the peace charm that the old monk gave him that day. For a while, Xue Ning and the others were speculating in their hearts about this Fengcheng Temple and the origin of this mysterious old monk.

"The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is not happy, the Ankun donor has a fate with my Buddha, the ten-year appointment, the Ankun donor came as promised, and the old man is very good."

The old monk's face was filled with a warm smile from beginning to end, and although his face was old, it was difficult to hide his warm atmosphere.

After the old monk nodded at the bald head An Kun with satisfaction, his gaze turned to Xue Ning and the others.

"The old man knows that the Ankun donor has a festival with several donors, but the Ankun donor has a fate with my Buddha, and now he is sincerely converted, and I hope that several donors will give the old man a face, let go of the grievances between the benefactor and the Ankun donor, if it is feasible, the old man will be grateful."