The current monks are really miserable, they don't have much real skills, and if they want to save incense money, they all have to rely on one mouth.

Don't look at Yuan Yi, he is also old, but in terms of understanding and grasping people's psychology, Wulu, who has seen through Hongchen, can completely throw him eighteen streets.

Back then, when Wulu was a little novice, he was robbed by robbers because he was walking at night. It was with this three-inch tongue that could be compared to Zhuge Leathersmith (a figure comparable to Zhuge Kongming on the Shenzhou Continent) that he insisted that the leader of the robbers who did nothing evil entertained him with vegetarian food, and then sent him down the mountain respectfully.

And in the future, there were no more bandits entrenched in that mountain, and I heard that the leader of the robbers blamed himself for his sins, and took a group of brothers to the government to surrender......

Without the restraint of the barbarian emperor, Wulu played extraordinarily, and the bluffing old Dao Yuanyi was stunned.

And Li Xian is not very interested in this way of fooling people. According to his understanding, even if he sells people in a fool's way, what is the ability to help him count the money?

If you offend someone, you can't sin secretly, but you have to offend openly. If you have the ability to make Lao Tzu unlucky, then you are a cow.

If not, then you should obediently clamp your tail and stay there, and don't provoke Lao Tzu's patience again!

Therefore, after Li Xian sent away Xiao Guizi, who was tossed enough and full of resentment, he didn't want to break the color ring and flirt with Princess Dongying.

Instead, Li Xian walked straight to Jack, who looked frightened, and looked carefully from the bottom to the top in the opposite way, and finally asked, "Don't extinguish the Holy Fire, the Holy Fire Sect?

It's not easy~!"

Missionary Jack listened to the original words, just as Li Xian listened to the Latin prayer, confused.

But you must know that just like Li Xian, who can still drag two sentences of foreign language by rote, Jack, who is extremely familiar with the word 'holy fire', immediately felt an extremely strong sense of vigilance, and his body tensed up again.

Li Xian was just curious to ask.

After all, the barbarian emperor has already named Jack personally, and Li Xian can't be as bad as before, otherwise he will get rid of some parts of the family, and he will not be blamed for the moody Xiao Mobai.

You must know that in the face of the imperial fortune, Li Xian's bad luck will be more or less suppressed, and some other unpredictable things may happen.

However, under the preconceived impression, even if Li Xian tried his best to show a kind smile, he was still smiling as a demon by Jack.

As a result, at noon on the second day, when the monks went to the courtyard to call for fasting, the green-eyed bald whites were all gone.

After layers of reporting, and finally Wulu personally asked the law enforcement lama to investigate, he found traces of people passing by on the steep back mountain, and immediately guessed that these foreign missionaries had escaped down the mountain overnight.

Subsequently, the law enforcement lama even found the corpse of a white man at the bottom of the mountain, whose bones were broken beyond recognition, which further confirmed their suspicions.

Then the question arises, what are they doing when they flee down the mountain in such an unknown way? With no 'tiger and wolf' chasing after them in the temple, what are they afraid of?

Early in the morning, after counting the Buddha statues that had been opened last night, Li Xian found that a small wooden Buddha was missing, and he didn't pay much attention to it at first.

But when he heard the news of the missionaries having escaped, Li Xian vaguely guessed some of the reasons for their actions.

Half a day has passed, and the day of the official election for the Living Buddha is getting closer and closer. When Dhaba became famous and famous throughout the Buddhist world, Li Xian also found that the obstacles to electing women to run for the Living Buddha were much greater than he imagined.

Isn't this not so good, one by one, the self-proclaimed senior monks and old stubborns can't wait to jump out, citing the classics in the Buddhist scriptures, and vigorously confirming how stupid and unreasonable it is to have women participate in the election of the living Buddha.

Fortunately, there is a mold god Buddha statue that was given out to play a role. They have short hands and soft mouths, so they are still afraid of some face, and they only use their mouths but not their hands, otherwise Li Xian would not even have the qualifications to nominate Sarari to become the first female living Buddha.

Even so, it was a lot of trouble.

The noisy day finally passed, Yaqing Temple faded away from the hustle and bustle of the day, and under the light of the stars at night, the two districts and eight continents in the temple returned to calm again.

"Da Da Da", Li Xian ate and slept well, and was recuperating for tomorrow, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Disturbing dreams in the middle of the night will not be in a good mood for anyone.

As soon as he opened the door, he thought it was Wulu, but Li Xian fixed his eyes and saw that the person who was also hairless on his head and bathed in starlight with a bald head was the unexpected old Dao Yuanyi.

Yuan Yi, who was standing outside the house, was a little restrained in the face of Li Xian, and when he saw that there was no mistake or omission after doing enough courtesy, he said, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Poor Dao came here late at night to disturb Uncle Shi.

That... Can the poor road come in?"

It's the rules and the uncle, and it's so trustworthy and polite. This seems to be a big plan.

Thinking of the election conference for the Living Buddha that will be held tomorrow, Li Xian knew it in his heart, and the expression on his face was not so vigilant. When he turned around and saw that the bad luck on the rune watch had not increased, he was even more disappointed.

Brought a pot of tea from the house, touched the tea wall that no longer had a little temperature, Li Xian grinned the corners of his lips and said, "The tea is cold, let's drink it." ”

Lao Dao Yuanyi obviously came prepared, and he still drank the foaming herbal tea he received from Li Xian, and Li Xian on the side was not too anxious.

The true biography of the Buddhists who do not change to respond to all changes, but I want to see if the Yuan Yishi, who looks like the old monk, is the same as what he thinks.

As if he had carefully considered it in his heart again, and after going through the words he was going to say in his heart, Lao Daoyuan lowered his eyes and was about to say his words about coming this time, and made it impossible for Li Xian to refuse the Buddha's condition.

However, Li Xian, who had been silent, suddenly said: "Is there still a faint pain in the crotch of my nephew?

Even if it is to kill people, it is not here. Once you are moved here, will the Taoist Master still be able to escape from the temple completely? Don't you dare to be like those pagans, who climbed down the mountain and died.

Yuan Yi didn't want to stay with Li Xian for a moment, because he was afraid that he couldn't hold back his anger and attack him (of course, Li Xian had to fight in the face of Meizong's Nine Tricks), but after thinking of recruiting Master Rulai, he was no less than the credit of provoking Buddhism and the barbarian royal family, and he was a little moved.