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"Crazy enough, proud enough! Dare to make such a bold statement in front of the Zhantan Temple, the Balance of Truth, it is really true!"

"Arrogant?" said the old man of Guigu. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Don't be ashamed, sooner or later, it's over!" Xiao Bai completely ruined this old man's illusion, causing the other side to smile contemptuously, and was clear and sarcastic: "It's not that I don't trust your strength, but after all, it's Zhantan Temple! The Buddha will also kill you? Zhantan Temple is the embodiment of God in the world, you kill it? Besides, people are just showing their absolute strength, in order to consolidate their strong position as a counterbalance, so as to deter Er and other Xiaoxiao, this is a very common practice, why do you want to resist hard? Kill yourself. ”

I don't care about others, but is the word "xiaoxiao" used on me? Joke! Even if it is me now, who dares to talk so far in the world? Zhantan Temple is not good! What's more, this time is different from the past, but the young heart is burning with angry blood, and there is no trace of contempt, and I dare to scold this day when the sky is like this, and I dare to kill this person if the people are like this! Who dares to stop me?" Another bottle of wine went down to the stomach, holding an empty wine bottle full of pride, as if returning to the glorious time when I was a teenager, and I was respected in the Three Realms, and I was willing to bow down to the ministers.

Xiaobai took a sip of wine from himself, raised his eyes to look at the radiant look on the face of the old man in the Guigu Valley, unconsciously lowered his head and smiled contemptuously, his plain expression was the same as in the past, as if he was rendered by the ignition of the old man in the Guigu Valley, but this bland reflection made the old man of the Guigu very unhappy, a bottle of wine, pointed at the little white face and asked loudly: "Why do you look like an old man? What about the bloody nature you have at a young age? Have you been eaten by a dog?"

This cub is only eighteen years old, and he is like an old man who has half his foot in a coffin in the twilight? Everything has nothing to do with me, and what is the use of not taking it with me? To put it nicely, it is called "unrighteous and rich and expensive, like a floating cloud with me." The ugly thing is: half-dead, bloodless, unmotivated, and a wasted person! I really can't tell whether it's good or bad.

"It's me who shouldn't interrupt you, you keep talking, continue to ......" Xiaobai thought that he shouldn't say much, and immediately retreated half a step, if this is being ripped off, I have to say that I am worthless, who is provoked?

"Listen to the cub, and listen to my demeanor when I was young, sir. "Don't forget to squint and provoke, but in exchange for Xiaobai's eyes looking at an idiot, it's just that.

A meal of fasting can be described as extremely hard, and the existence of a stool was not found when I entered the door, and it still did not appear until the meal was opened, so everyone ate this dinner standing up, three or two lettuce without oil and water, and two bowls of rice, this kind of fasting rice can really be described as extremely simple. I can endure such a meal without meat on weekdays, and I can only marvel at it when I think about it.

"The donor of the Guigu Valley, at this time, it is the time to recite the Evening Sutra, I don't know if the donor is with him, or is he tired and wants to go back to the room to rest?" To be honest, I really have no interest in this, but what the monk said was intentionally or unintentionally to cover up the feeling of avoiding late menstruation, in fact, the original intention was not to let me go with me at all, and the second half of the sentence suddenly felt tired and went back to the room to rest, which also calculated my every move, this feeling of exhaustion, I still don't know it, but you know? And the discomfort of standing to eat is regarded as the most reasonable association.

Good at calculations and fun. "Since this is the case, then I will go back to the room to rest, I am really tired after a day of running, little master, I will go back first. "No matter what you think in your heart, the kung fu on your face is to be as good as the inside and the outside, and you can't go against the other.

I went straight back to the house, but after a stick of incense, I heard the obscure sound of the Buddha chanting outside, this is the Zhantan Temple! Since I came alone, how could I follow the rules and confine myself here? Heh, if I really listen to his arrangement like that good doll, wouldn't I be willing to fall into the name of the Ten Thousand Sages of Guigu, what happened to the monk? Are you afraid of him? Quietly walked to the door, sure enough, the monks in the temple went to recite the old Shizi Sutra, and no one stayed, slowly went out, first walked a few steps in the courtyard, waited to distinguish the direction, looked back like a trouble, flicked his sleeves, swaggered and pushed the door into the house without a plaque!

The room was dim, only two or three small hanging windows, and the dust danced where the light shone, and it was roughly clear that there were rows of bookshelves piled up in the room, but there were piles of books on them, and they had not been cleaned all year round, and there was dust on the books, and he took a step forward, and slowly turned around and closed the door, and the large light also collapsed, and it was even darker.

I also know that this kind of posture is not in general, but it is covered by the endless ** in my heart, if you ask where this ** comes from?

Can you hold it!?

The answer to the endless doubts in my heart can be known here, this attraction is no less than the seduction of Mei Niang, because of this, knowing that this place is not trivial, I also have a guess in my heart to die for a lifetime, but I can't help urging in my heart, I close my eyes, no matter how he is, on, phew... Let's talk about it!

The footsteps are light and tossing around the bookshelf, most of the bookshelves are books and historical records, and the cover of a volume is smeared, "The Great Qin Dynasty"! This Great Qin is an ancient dynasty, I don't know how many thousands of years have passed since this time, and now when I hear the story of the country of Great Qin, it is already a mythical level, who would have thought that there is such a secret here! I took a deep breath, I didn't know how to evaluate it, but I just said lightly: "It is worthy of the Zhantan Temple." ”

In addition to the books in the room, there is a small part of all kinds of objects placed at random, from the blood-stained wine bottle of unknown years, and the bronze furnace that is broken to this point, and even the bamboo pieces of historical records that seem to be blown away by the wind, and the strange bones of all kinds of unknown creatures, in short, they are placed in a disorderly manner, completely degrading their original value, and there is no more interest in sweeping it at a glance, and walking along the way, but unexpectedly, the hem of the shirt is scraped through it, and a small box that is close to the edge is brought down, and the body is like the wind, and the hand is taken in an instant, and it cannot be made to make a sound on the ground, and it is found that the box is cast by red sandalwood, and he is not in a hurry to open the box for a while, but just erases the dust on it, the ghost makes the god send homeopathic into his arms.

Returning to the place where the scrolls were stacked, he rolled up his cuffs and picked up the dusty scrolls one by one, and when he saw the title of the book, it was not what he needed, and put it back where it was. Wipe off the dust on the cover, the three words of "Legacy Volume" come into view, turn the first page, and everywhere you see are air pockets and veins, the structure of special meridians, and the unique analysis of rare physique, Mr. I have the heart to accept apprentices, but I am afraid that the wrong eye will be Xiuyan as Hetian, not that Mr. has a bad eye, but is picky and does not tolerate a trace of defects, if there is a good seedling of the spiritual void body told in this book, how can I look at such ordinary people?

Ten lines at a glance, ambiguous understanding, a book has been turned over most of the time, just when I saw this 'bloodthirsty body', I suddenly heard a voice behind me: "Now that the world has fallen to the end of the world, it is almost impossible to find a bloodthirsty body, what a pity." The old voice came from behind him, but the faint tone was like the freezing wind of winter, stirring up a shiver!

Forcibly holding back the ** who turned back, the muscles tightened to prevent the reflection of the vigilance on the body, and it was inevitable that his breathing was a little disordered, but he closed the book by himself, put it back into the distance like a cloud, twisted his body slightly, pried open the silver teeth that had been bitten off, held his breath and said lightly: "Oh?

Turning his head slightly to see the appearance of the person behind him, a bright robe is extremely conspicuous in this dusty place, a wisp of white hair coiled around his neck, a pair of pupils smiling as if he was hunting, and a monk appeared behind me unconsciously!

"The old man asks you first, how can you doll trespass into my scripture pavilion without permission?

Guigu was also caught off guard at this time, and in the face of the old monk's contemptuous questioning, how could he bow his head and show weakness? There is no low-end technique that is above the top, but the light tone reveals an unquestionable tone.

The old monk was not moved, what was the corner of his eyes, and the brilliance in his pupils flowed, but he didn't see it at all, as if Guigu's answer was as it should be. This old monk does not pay as much attention to manners and rules as other monks, seeing that if he puts down his waist, the long hair is coiled around his neck, he knows that this monk is not those old old-fashioned in the temple, I saw him raise his left hand and pat the big bald head that does not grow an inch of grass, and his tone suddenly woke up, and he responded: "Indeed, what you said is reasonable. ”

"Dare to ask the abbot's name?" Seeing that this monk was really good at talking, he slowed down and asked.

I saw that the old monk waved his hand and denied: "The abbot is not an old monk who is about to see the Buddha, I am an idle person in this broken temple, I stretch out my hand in clothes, open my mouth when I eat, and then I will follow my Buddha if I waste some time, so I don't say it, I don't say it." ”

It is almost certain that this monk is the ancestor that the blind monk said, although so far the monk has not shown any dissatisfaction with the harmony, but my actions are indeed not in line with the etiquette and will inevitably fall into condemnation, and during dinner, I saw that the handsome monk was punished to deliver food to the old ancestor, and the slightest reluctance and fear was revealed, and it can be seen that the old monk like the living Maitreya in front of him is actually not simple.

The old monk's bright robe was inevitably contaminated by the surrounding dust, and there was a dislike between his eyebrows, and he turned around and walked away without forgetting to turn around and greet: "The doll comes with me." Guigu slowly followed, through the layers of bookshelves, to the center of the house, where a huge hole appeared, and the hole slanted out, and the stairs led straight to the ground, and the depths were pitch black.

The old monk was the first to step into the cave, without any light in his hand, and walked with his hands in his hands, but when he saw that the ghost valley was still standing in place, he couldn't help urging: "Come down, the old man in this place has been gone for half his life, what is the use of the lamp?" After only a brief period of doubt, Guigu followed fearlessly. The darkness that could not be seen was accompanied by footsteps, and with the words ahead: turn left, and after paying the price of knocking your nose on the wall, turn the corner, and there is a light in an instant!

I saw that the old monk walked to the light first, spread his hands, blocking the endless gaze of Guigu, and said with endless confidence in his tone, quite boldly: "Welcome to the real Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Zhantan Temple, you are the second lucky person in the world to enter here, you should feel the supreme honor, and sincerely bow down to my Buddha for mercy, I can only say congratulations." ”

Now I find that the tone of this old bald donkey is really disgusting.

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