readx; Wang Xiaomei slapped her palm, and she flew out a palm and slapped it on Ye Manni's vest. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sigh!" "Sigh!" "Sigh!" A red light, like an arrow, flew straight into Ye Manni's back.

Ye Manni heard the palm, and then broke out in a cold sweat, she was in a panic, she stepped on the empty heel and fell down the mountain, and rolled towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Huh!" "Huh!" "Huh!" A palm passed through Ye Manni's back.

Wang Xiaomei saw a plum blossom, flying attack, he recited the plum * trick, Feihua sensed the call of the master, with the retraction of the attack power, floating on her chest button.

Wang Xiaomei threw herself down and came to Ye Manni to the ground, she searched everywhere, but did not find the female demon who had lost her trace.

Wang Xiaomei and the monks of Shaolin Temple squatted on Song Mountain for three days and three nights, but they never saw Ye Manni's shadow.

Since then, Ye Manni has lost her trace, and no one knows how she lives or dies.

The monks of Shaolin Temple, greeted Wang Xiaomei with a grand ceremony, came down step by step from Songshan Mountain, walked into the temple, and came to Damo Hall together to hold a reception ceremony.

Wang Xiaomei held a cluster of incense in both hands, her face was solemn, she walked to the front of the big ding, inserted the incense into a big ding, two red candles burned, the fragrance was thick, and the smoke was filled.

After that, Wang Xiaomei knelt in front of the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha and bowed respectfully nine times before standing up.

The abbot Zhixin felt that Wang Xiaomei poked and killed the female * demon, and he respectfully worshipped and said: "The female donor, appeared in Songshan to visit Shaolin Temple, stepped into the Dharma Hall with golden feet, bowed to the Buddha statue of Sakyamuni with the jade body, and the Buddha's light sprinkled on the Chinese land, and the jade girl Enlu monk was in the road." ”

Wang Xiaomei has the Buddha in her heart to accumulate good deeds, and has the lofty ambition of eliminating demons and demons, she said in her heart: "Master of wisdom, the unity of man and Buddha is compassionate, the Shaolin monk Buddha is high and virtuous, and all people are good along the way of heaven, and the Buddha is blessed with golden light, and the Buddha shines on all things to renew, and all industries are prosperous and changeable." ”

In the Dharma Hall of the temple, there is a dragon and phoenix chair, side by side with the statue of Shakyamuni Buddha.

Abbot Zhixin stepped forward and invited Yan Wang Xiaomei to sit on the chair.

Wang Xiaomei smiled and looked very polite, she sat on the dragon and phoenix chair, with bright teeth and bright eyes, revealing a serene demeanor.

In the Dharma Hall of the temple, more than 300 monks lined up in a long line, facing Wang Xiaomei, all hands together, as a gift of admiration.

The abbot Zhixin, his face was solemn, and with a pious mood, he shouted loudly: "Disciple of Shaolin Temple, kneel down to greet the female benefactor." ”

The abbot Zhixin first lifted the red gold-carved monk's robe, he knelt down on his knees, and shouted loudly: "Amitabha, the female benefactor comes to the Shaolin Temple, Mu Enxi Temple, pokes and kills the female * demon, protects the dignity of the monk's family, and welcomes the great luck." ”

The monks of Hesi knelt down, kowtowed to Wang Xiaomei's body nine times, made a greeting salute, and dispersed after the ceremony.

Soon, more than 30 tables of vegetarian tables were opened in the large dining hall of the temple, and a group of monks accompanied Wang Xiaomei to dine together.

The abbot Zhixin said with both hands: "The old man replaces the wine with tea, and toasts the female donor with three cups, please appreciate the light." He craned his neck to the cup of tea, "Gurr!"

"Master Zhixin, thank you for the kind invitation, worship with the monks of the temple, the plum blossom lord is grateful, drink these three cups of tea, and the right to pay tribute to the monks, so do it!" Wang Xiaomei also "goo!"

Wang Xiaomei drank three cups of tea in a row and drank the tea in the cups one by one.

Wang Xiaomei also drank three cups of tea before arranging, and then used a vegetarian meal.

An hour later, the feast stopped, and all the monks dispersed.

In the Shaolin Temple, there is a special place for ladies to live - Red Silk Garden.

Wang Xiaomei lived in the quiet room of the Red Silk Garden for one night.

The next morning, Wang Xiaomei had eaten a vegetarian meal, and suddenly noticed that a plum blossom in her bodice was shaking, she knew something was wrong, and estimated that Ye Manni was not dead.

Wang Xiaomei said goodbye to Abbot Zhixin, left and walked down Songshan, went out of Dengfeng City, Henan, and tracked Ye Manni!

It turned out that Ye Manni fell down on Songshan Mountain, but she didn't fall to death on the spot, only fell dizzy, she was lying in a deep groove with two stiff sides, and rocks protruded from both sides, just blocking Wang Xiaomei's sight, next to a turbulent stream.

As soon as Wang Xiaomei turned around and went elsewhere to search for Ye Manni, the barbarian woman rolled over in a hurry, "Poof!", and fell into the raging stream.

Ye Manni picked up a surname, she escaped from Songshan overnight, and went to Taishan, Shandong, taboo Wang Xiaomei's pursuit of the wind.

Ye Manni restrained herself along the way, and did not dare to go out to collect the sun and plunder the essence to commit crimes, she took refuge in her junior brother and the male and female of the pomegranate flower master!

After that, he took the Rose Gate people, and then went to the Qinling Mountain Demon Cave for further study, and practiced with the master "Taishang Demon Lord" in retreat, once he cultivated to an immortal body, hum! Then find Ling Feng and Xiao Meiniu two outsiders to settle the account, I don't believe that this pair of men and women, they will grow three heads and six arms, and they also have seventy-two spells, how can they beat the two demon masters and apprentices! At that time, I will show my female ambition to dominate the entire universe and fulfill the wish of the female demon.

Besides, at that time, in the demon cave on Qinling Mountain, there was a Ci Xiongren, who was born on the eighth day of the fifth month, and he took a few handwritten pieces of paper in the hands of the old devil Yin Xian, and the cover read: "Pomegranate Demon Skill".

Ci Xiongren opened it and saw that there was a poem on the first page: "Pomegranate Red".

The pomegranate blossoms are like fire dyeing the sky and clouds, and the green water lake reflects the dawn forest; the fragrance is fragrant and penetrates the nose and the heart, and the beautiful color is eye-catching.

Draw the rhyme, the piano alto, the enchanting beauty can not be seen, whistling all night to listen to the wind and rain, who cares about the falling leaves in three autumns.

The pomegranate flowers are like fire dyeing the sky clouds, and the pomegranate flowers are like fire, burning into a piece of rose, dyeing the clouds in the sky red, and the scenery is gorgeous and splendid.

The green water lake reflects the dawn forest, the lake on the Qinling Mountains, becomes a colorful landscape, reflects the morning forest, travels the world, and becomes a beautiful scenery by itself.

The aroma rushes through the nose and lungs, and the bright color of the pomegranate blossom is appreciative, and a rich aroma comes straight to the end of the nose, awakening the mind and clearing the brain.

The beautiful color is eye-catching, the pomegranate is beautiful, the group of flowers is competing for the style, the eye-catching and eye-catching elves, pouring into the heart of Qinxiang.

Painting on the rhyme, the piano alto, the most beautiful in the world is to paint the charm, the pomegranate flowers in front of you are like paintings, the sweet sound in the ears of the world is the sound of the piano, and the seven tones fly together is the most beautiful.

Fangzi enchanting can not be seen, thousands of pomegranate flowers, different postures, some are unrestrained and blooming, some are smiling and shy, some are revealing their mouths, and some are spitting out the core, which is dizzying, and can not see the enchanting colors, and listen to the good sounds of birds.

Whistling all night listening to the wind and rain, the wind blowing, whistling and roaring, the torrential rain gathered, the pouring continued, continuous, the wind and rain beaten, overnight, changed color......

Who cares about the three autumns of the fallen leaves, the dark clouds in the sky are rolling, the fallen leaves of the earth are thrown, the birds of the cold moon in late autumn are flying away, and the flowers are wilting and the beasts are gone.