The people next to him were all surprised when they saw the master's appearance, how could they just recite a sutra, the master seemed to be more than twenty years old, the wrinkles on his face increased even more, and even the old age spots that were not very obvious just now appeared on the master's face in large chunks.

As soon as he spoke, his voice was like that of an old man who was about to die.

"Master Hou, this, this is, the guiding light I made with my twenty-year life." The master paused, and continued in a very slow voice: "Inside, there is Miss Zhou's birthday, as long as you get closer to Miss Zhou, this lamp will be lit up an inch, if Miss Zhou, cough, she appears, in front of the lamp, the flame of this lamp will turn red, five years, cough, this lamp does not need lamp oil, it will spontaneously combust for five years." ”

His own subordinate of An Pinghou took the glass lamp and stood on one side.

An Pinghou chuckled: "Master, you are really good at finding trouble for Ben Hou." ”

The master hurriedly folded his hands, said to the Buddha, and said: "Changing the way of heaven and locking the soul is a violation of the nature of the way of heaven. ”

An Pinghou's swarthy eyes swept over the master, not paying much attention.

"Master, if you dare to die before Ben Hou finds Zhou Lu, Ben Hou will ask the bald donkeys of the entire Baita Temple to accompany you."

The master sighed and said, "Don't worry, Master Hou, even if you are dragging your breath, the poor monk will wait for you to find Miss Zhou before he dies." ”

"That's good."

The black robe floated, the figure gradually moved away, and the black-clothed guards walked neatly, following the man without saying a word.

After all the people of An Pingwei were gone, a group of monks and novices in the temple poured into the White Pagoda Hall.

Several old men were immediately ashamed when they saw the old appearance of the master.

"Host, what's wrong with you?"

"How do you feel like you're using ......?"

The latter words were not spoken, but a few elders with old qualifications knew that there was a forbidden technique in the Buddhist temple that was used by the caster to damage his longevity and chase his soul.

The Master nodded, signaling that their guess was true.

"Li Zeyou is too deceitful!"

"I want to enter the palace to face the saint, the dignified national temple, such thieves dare to say that they will break in, they dare to say that they will kill, and there is no royal law!"

Someone muttered in a low voice: "Isn't Li Zeyou the king?" ”

Several elders turned their heads to glare at the speaker, who lowered his head in fright.

"A few senior brothers, don't be angry." After the master said this, he paused for a while before he continued: "It is really the poor monk who violated the prohibition and brought such a disaster to the temple. ”

Everyone was shocked, and hurriedly knelt down and gave advice.

……

……

The carriage was running down the lane, and the footsteps of the entire team of 100 people were like one person.

There was a knock on the table in the car

Wang Lince stepped forward immediately, close to the car window.

"Master Hou, what do you command?"

A voice as gentle as water flowed from inside the carriage, but the content was not very gentle.

"Kuze Mountain, ruined it."

Wang Lin immediately responded: "Yes! ”

The sound of tuk tuk continued to be heard in the carriage, and Wang Lin waited quietly.

"Don't let them die too happily, let everyone who should know know."

Wang Lin was expressionless and immediately clenched his fists: "Yes, my subordinates obey orders." ”