Chapter 224: Extremely vicious

Although the parting was sad, I saw that he had made up his mind, and what he said was not unreasonable, so I did not make fearless insistence. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Considering that he would need some capital to live in Ye County, he remembered that he still had a few golden beans on his body, so he took them out and stuffed them into him.

The clear space is dead and alive, let us use it on the road. I said with a smile that it was the money for the two of them to get married, and he reluctantly accepted it, but he said that he would leave one for me, saying that he was poor and rich, and he had to bring money when he went out, so I took the golden beans.

Taking advantage of the night, let the two of them go down the mountain as soon as possible, and told them to pay attention to avoid the villagers. Jingkong and Yaochen nodded in response, and reluctantly said goodbye to us and went down the mountain.

Lift the scroll, press the mechanism, move the slate out of the way, and I let Li and the candle dragon go down first.

The candle dragon looked into the deep cave and plunged headlong into it. When he walked away, he held the cave wall with his tentacles, looked up at me, and wrapped his tentacles around my wrists uneasily, his eyes full of worry.

I patted his tentacles and comforted, "Don't worry, my ability, do you want to worry?" You should worry about those villagers and pray for them, and don't me off, or the consequences will be serious! Haha~"

He loosened his eyebrows, smiled, let go of his tentacles, but unexpectedly clicked on my forehead, and then quickly retracted it, said "gone", and disappeared into the deep hole without looking back.

I laid the slate and sat cross-legged on the futon, thinking about how I could get things done.

It was only then that I understood why I had left the scroll behind.

I instinctively wanted to protect that underworld, and I didn't want anyone to step into it again. Not only because you can find the home of the candle dragon from there, but also because there are too many mysteries and magical powers in that underground world, which can arouse people's greed too much.

Moreover, that place is so weird that it is evil, not to mention the preservation function, if everyone treats it as a treasure cave and buries some people, then in a few years, I am afraid that the whole world will become a world of zombies.

If anyone is happy, steps on the flywheel, and then crosses over, won't the world be chaotic.

Suddenly in my mind, I had hordes of zombies all over the world snatching and sucking blood, smearing blood on my body, shaking uncontrollably, and goosebumps fell all over the place.

Terror! If there is another time-space disorder, then the world will be really crazy.

I gritted my teeth, put my tongue on top of my palate, calmed my mind, and secretly decided: Shenlong Temple cannot be destroyed, and this secret must be kept.

I closed my eyes and stared, and the message of everything in the air quickly sketched a picture in my mind: on the rugged mountain road, the villagers lit torches, like a long fire dragon, winding up the mountain.

It got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the mountain gate. Someone stepped forward to call the door, knocked on the knocker loudly, and the sound of angry yelling and scolding was endless.

The monk on duty was frightened, and did not know what was happening, so he trotted over to open the door. As soon as the gate cracked, it was opened by the villagers.

"Huh? What are you going to do? ā€

The monk on duty wanted to stop him, but before he finished speaking, he was pushed aside by everyone and fell to the ground.

"What about the abbot? Where's the abbot? ā€

At this time, the villagers were crazy, and in the face of the extremely vicious villagers, the monk on duty gritted his teeth, did not say a word, and was punched in the face, becoming black-eyed.

When the villagers saw a house, they entered it, beat and smashed it, and found nothing, at this time, I don't know who shouted, "He must still be in the Scripture Pavilion, let's go there to find him!"

So, hundreds of people, men, women, and children, came straight to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion in the apse with great momentum and might.

At this time, the monks were woken up, and they did not know what was happening, so they ran out of the dormitory one after another, forming a confrontation with the villagers.

The villagers' old respect for the monks was completely gone, and one by one they shouted viciously and asked me where I was, asking them to hand me over. They relied on the strength of the crowd and forced the monks to retreat again and again.

The sound of footsteps outside accompanied by the angry shouting of people came from far and near, and I knew it was time to face it.

I got up, paced to the door, and opened it. In front of him, there is a human wall composed of dozens of monks in the temple, and opposite, there are hundreds of villagers.

The villagers gathered their eyes the moment they saw the door open, it was one thing to not see anyone, but when they really saw me, they were still scared, and the crowd suddenly quieted down.

The monk who confronted the villagers had their backs to me, and when I saw that the villagers who had just been like wolves and tigers had made a mistake, they all looked back in surprise at their sight.

I told the monks to get out of the way, and for the first time they disobeyed me, and no one moved. Their faces were full of concern, and although they didn't say anything, they declared with their actions that they had made up their minds to build a solid barrier for me with their flesh and blood.

I am grateful that they are able to stand in front of me and protect me at this moment. Perhaps, this is the reward for all the years I have put in.

Looking at those familiar faces, I was extremely moved and content.

I stepped forward and patted the nearest monk on the shoulder, motioning for him to get out of the way. He still wanted to insist, but I showed him with a firm look that he was okay, and he hesitated to take a half step back to the side.

"Master Abbot, don't go......" I heard the sound and saw that it was Huixian, who ran out of nowhere, pulled the sleeve of my robe and looked at me timidly.

I smiled, put my hand on his head, bent down, looked at him by the shoulders, and asked him, "Are you afraid?" ā€

He looked at me with big dark eyes and nodded honestly.

I straightened up, rubbed his bald head, smiled and said to him, "Don't be afraid. With that, I walked straight forward, and the monks gave way to me.

Standing at the front of the human wall, I had no fear, and I looked coldly, and the villagers unconsciously took a few steps back.

I can see clearly that there are five elders, one is not a lot, and the first elder is standing in the center, and at this time, he turned around and angrily reprimanded the retreating villagers: "What are you afraid of?" I don't believe it, so many of us can't control him? ā€

I smiled faintly and asked unhurriedly, "First Elder, why are you doing this?" ā€

The first elder glared at the boss, stretched out his hand and pointed at me, "Okay, you monster, you have deceived us for so many years!" If Zhang Lanren hadn't taken the initiative to ask Ying to go undercover in the temple, he wouldn't have seen through your ghost painting skin today! ā€

"Zhang Lanren?" I frowned, "You mean the rotten person who framed Du Yu for stealing money?" ā€

The first elder knotted his tongue and paused, but immediately raised his head and said confidently: "Yes, that's right! ā€