The conversation was long and the road was short, and the group hurried while guarding against fear, and it was only at about eleven o'clock that the six of them came to the gate of Tantra.

Last time, Wang Wang came here to kill people for a good meal, and hung more than 20 people on the door beam, but this time he was a little embarrassed when he came here, and lowered his head slightly.

Because the beams, walls, and bricks on the floor were stained with blood, the monks were repainting the beams and the red paint on the door. The walls inside the door were painted with yellow mud, which looked quite rough, and all the blood-stained green bricks on the ground were also pried away. The monks must have had no way to find the same bricks because of their limited time, so the ground inside the door had not yet had time to be paved. The monks must have tried to clean the green bricks, because in addition to some scattered bricks on the exposed surface, there are also a lot of blood-stained yellow mud! Obviously, one night is not enough time for Huizhi and the monks to deal with some details.

The little pig's mouth was obviously suffocated, and when he came to the square at the gate of the tantric sect, he sighed to the people behind him: "It's now the convening of the three gates, why is this wisdom so negligent, too negligent, too negligent, hey!"

This is not only for Wang Wang and them, but also for the monks who are tidying up at the door.

A few mousses behind him didn't dare to agree when they heard this, and they all secretly watched the reactions of those monks with their spare eyes.

Among the monks who were busy working, there was a monk who was a thin monk Wujing, who was closest to Wang Wang and heard them the most clearly. He was already young, and he had no scruples about speaking, and he didn't recognize Da Musi and his party, so when he heard this, he immediately asked angrily: "Where are you bastards?

First, the little monk's voice was very loud, secondly, the word "bastard" was very taboo in Buddhism, and thirdly, there were only three Taishang Zen masters in Tantra, and their names were very loud, so the seven or eight monks who were busy sorting out stopped their movements when they heard this, and looked at Wang Wang and his party fixedly. Among the monks, there are those who know Da Musi and those who don't, but without exception, there is a trace of anger in their hearts.

"Amitabha, Yuantong has seen Da Musi!" A monk walked over and saluted Da Musi with his hands together.

YTO was originally in charge of the internal service, and at this time, Huizhi also asked YTO to be in charge of repairs, so he could see Da Mousse in time.

YTO didn't ask what was going on first, but saluted first, which seemed very polite. But the little pig's mouth wants to muddy things, and he also wants to get the initiative, of course he won't stop there, but he won't reach out and don't hit the smiling person, and he can't go too far in acting, so he also returned the salute first: "Master Yuantong!"

"Taishang said that you can arrive early this morning, why did you come at this time!" Yuantong's face did not show the slightest reproach and slackness, but there was a strong smell of concern and a little detached expression.

It stands to reason that YTO, as a supervisor, cannot be blamed for the level of the head. It's like a group leader asking the squad leader why you're late.

But Tantra is the first of the three major divine sects, Qingzhen Temple is the smallest divine sect, and Qingzhen Temple is not as good as Tantra's small toe in terms of strength, so although Tantric monks respect Da Musi on the surface, they still look down on it in their hearts.

According to the past, Da Mousse wanted to explain with a smile, but it was the little pig's mouth, and the little pig's mouth hated this kind of detached expression the most, so he suppressed the anger in his heart, and squeezed out a trace of euphemism on his face: "I will explain the reason to Huizhi in person, don't bother Master Yuantong!" The tone was very gentle and euphemistic, but the content was very sarcastic, and Yuantong's face was blue and red.

However, Da Musi still didn't plan to give up, and squeezed him and said, "There is also your style of hospitality, I will also explain it to Huizhi!" After speaking, Da Musi's old eyes swept the frightened Wujing.

"You—" Yuantong stared at Da Mousse with wide eyes, feeling a knot of anger. He stretched out his hand to stop Wujing behind him, relieved himself slightly, and then said: "You don't remember the villain, Wujing, he doesn't know the etiquette, and I hope you will forgive me!"

Da Mousse sneered, flicked his sleeves and left, Wang Wang was slightly behind Da Musi, and followed Da Musi into Tantra under the cold gaze of a group of monks.

Seeing Da Musi walking towards the door, Yuantong pulled Wujing and explained: "Hurry, run faster, go and tell the Taishang Zen Master that the Qingzhen Temple has arrived, and by the way, tell the Taishang Zen Master in detail what happened just now!"

"Oh, okay uncle!" Wujing replied dryly, and ran towards the door with a snap.

After a few people were gone, a young monk walked up to Yuantong and said, "Uncle Shi, how has this Qingzhen Temple Damusi changed!

Yuantong glanced at him coldly, with indescribable anger in his tone: "Tiger fell Pingyang and was bullied by dogs! It's not because we were swept by the devil and made them think that Tantra is nothing more than that, so they dare to be so presumptuous? Tiger Luo Pingyang is also a tiger, not to mention that it is just a dead Yuanjue, I want to see how this leather-clad mouse is trembling with fear in front of the Taishang Zen Master!"

Although several mousses didn't say a word the whole time, they all felt very excited, and they all had a feeling of raising their eyebrows in their hearts. So after a few people turned the screen, they saw that there was no one around, and they all turned their heads and ears a little excitedly.

"It's really a pleasure! Let those bald people usually show off their might, as if they are uncles, won't they have to bow their heads with their tails between them?"

"Yes, that's relieving!"

After saying two words, Lai Hela lowered his head and covered his mouth and coughed lightly, prompting: "This is still Tantra, let's make less trouble!"

The two of them first glanced at Da Mousse's back, and then glared at Lai Hela fiercely, and then followed Da Mousse silently.

With a smile on the corner of the pig's mouth, the little pig swept Lai Hela lightly, so that Lai Hela would be wrong, and Lai Hela thought that the big mousse was praising himself for saying it well. In fact, the little pig secretly hated this Lai Hela in his heart, this Lai Hala is really a dog with a mouse and a nosy!

What was Wang Wang doing at this time? He was looking at the place where the water tanks that had been used to cook the heads were stacked, and the water tanks there had been removed and stacked with bloody green bricks that had been pried off the ground at the door. The bricks were stacked in a square, about two steps long and wide, and waist-high!

At this time, there was a male Taoist boy sitting on the blue brick, the Taoist boy was about twelve or thirteen in appearance, wearing a well-fitting navy blue Taoist robe, and his long hair was coiled into a bun and inserted with a metal hairpin. His face was round and very happy, his eyes flashed with three points of innocence, one point of pride and six points of madness, and he was holding a blood-stained blue brick in his hand at this time.

Seeing Wang Wang and a few people walking in, the boy raised his eyebrows and threw a brick over, "You still dare to come in!"

As soon as the little pig's mouth heard the voice, he turned around, and the blood-stained green brick just smashed on his face, and suddenly the old mousse's face opened and the blood flowed.

Yuantong outside the door heard the voice, and hurriedly walked in and grabbed the Taoist boy who was about to beat and said eagerly: "Living Buddha Shizun, the Buddha is here!"