A person who is smart at heart and has her own ideas does not need others to worry about her.

But Pei Yun still felt that he should go and see it.

Not needing to worry is not the same thing as not worrying.

At that time, the moon hung high in the sky.

The moonlight sprinkled on the Huai'en Temple, covering the Huai'en Temple in silver, revealing the sacred.

If there are passers-by, when they see this scene, they will stop and pay their respects.

And it is such a glamorous appearance of Huai'en Temple, under it, what kind of filth and dirt is hidden.

Outside Huai'en Temple, in a hidden place that outsiders could not detect, Chu barbarian slaves dressed in night clothes did not move.

Soon after, a man also dressed in a nightsuit arrived.

This is a man, but his body is thinner than that of Chu Mannu, just like a malnourished child who does not grow up.

This man came out of the wall of Huai'en Temple.

He had already touched the Huai'en Temple.

This person's nickname is Mouse, and he is the No. 1 spy under Chu Mannu

"How's it going?" Chu Mannu said.

"Miss Tell me, it's all the truth, I have seen it, those monks are in the main hall with women."

"Hey, hey, it's really rampant, it's in the main hall, in front of the Buddhas in the sky, and I'm not afraid of being bumped into."

"There are a dozen of these monks, and there are six or seven women."

"The monk and the woman are doing that filthy thing."

As he spoke, the mouse also made a undulating movement with the palm of his hand.

"Those monks are really not human, and they don't treat people as human beings and do those things...... I saw that those women were delirious, they should have been fascinated by some kind of medicine."

It was just after nightfall.

As soon as the temple gates were closed, these monks became prostitute monks.

Even when Chu Mannu heard this, he couldn't help but say, "These people should all go to hell." ”

"Go and inform Gong Zihong, so that his people can act."

The mouse left and went to inform Gong Zihong that he had arrived.

And on the side of Huai'en Temple, under the order of Chu Mannu, people appeared from the hidden place one after another.

They didn't have to go through the main gate, and they climbed over the wall to enter the Huai'en Temple one by one.

After some time.

Gong Zihong came with a group of people.

Among these people, there are soldiers and horses, but there are also large families and common people.

These large families and common people have a common characteristic, that is, they all have wives and concubines who seek children in Huai'en Temple.

Gong Zihong specially found them and brought them with him.

One thing has to be witnessed with one's own eyes, and it comes profoundly.

He's trying to let these people catch thieves and dirty.

Everyone is confused.

At this time, I want to let myself come to Huai'en Temple to do something.

For Huai'en Temple, I am grateful.

Think about it.

After getting married, you can't have children for a long time, but as long as you go to Huai'en Temple to eat fasting and chant Buddha, you can guarantee that the woman will conceive a child when she returns home.

Some people are going to go into the coffin, and they can still have children.

Plus it

The prefectural order has always respected the Huai'en Temple.

There is one phenomenon that is best illustrated.

For a long time, the county order has treated the good men and women of Huai'en Temple differently.

There's a kind of ethos.

As long as he is a good man and a woman in Huai'en Temple, he has the qualifications to be a county order.

Everyone is familiar with Wyan'en Temple.

However, it was the first time I had come to Wynn Temple at night.

The moonlight is sprinkled, and the Huai'en Temple is shining with silver light,

Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

Maybe that's what the Buddha's light is all about.

However, when you get close enough to Wyn Temple, the atmosphere is different.

The temple gate is open.

How do you leave the door open at night?

Do you know that you are coming, and welcome yourself?

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting and shouting from inside the temple.

What's going on.

At this time, Gong Zihong rushed into the temple with the soldiers in the lead, and shouted: "Who is the gangster, dare to make trouble in the holy land of Buddhism." ”

Gong Zihong and the soldiers rushed forward, and the others also followed.

Under the moonlight, the door plaque of the Daxiong Hall is golden.

It's just that the next scene is the anger of people and gods.

What should have been a place to bow down sincerely is now an unsheltered assembly.

There are monks, there are women.

The monk was more or less injured, and the woman was in a state of some kind of unconsciousness.

What the hell is going on here.

You can't believe it.

But the facts are right in front of you.

As long as they are not blind, anyone can see what is happening.

But these people.

It is a monk of Huai'en Temple, a woman who has come to ask for a child.

Someone couldn't take it anymore and ran to the women, who were the women of their house.

They asked about the woman, but the woman was confused.

"It seems that they have been drugged, take care of people first, and arrest these lewd monks." Gong Zihong said.

The sound of discussion was heard.

Not everyone has a woman present in their home.

It didn't matter to me, so I discussed it.

But the discussion suddenly fell silent.

Gong Zihong was sad and lamentable, "Think about yourselves. ”

Think about yourself, what's wrong with you?

Also, what kind of expression is this.

Who is this pitiful, do you pity yourself, and what is so pitiful about yourself.

Suddenly, someone reacted.

"My lady...... My kids ......"

This man was speechless, he couldn't bear it.

Subsequently, others reacted.

They looked at each other, and they couldn't speak.

It's ugly to see only the other person's face, and of course, your own face can't see anywhere.

The women who have been ruined by the monks have come to ask for children, and they have not yet succeeded in asking for children.

So, what about those who have succeeded in seeking children?

This question cannot be pondered.

One Thought......

The face is as ugly as it is to look at it.

"Hey, ask for a son, are you asking for your own son?" Gong Zihong said again.

One word.

It's a break.

Someone couldn't accept the facts, and grabbed Gong Zihong like crazy, "What's going on, you tell me what's going on." ”

Gong Zihong: "You shouldn't ask me about this, you have to ask the county order." ”

Magistrate?

A simple sentence that makes people think deeply.

"County order, what does this have to do with the county order?"

"I don't need to remind you, the county order is a frequent visitor to Huai'en Temple, and as far as I know, the county order often visits Huai'en Temple secretly."

"Also, the female dependents of the county commander's family have never come to Huai'en Temple to ask for children, and there is no one who eats fasting and recites Buddha, why is this."

"It's not clear, then I'll make it clear."

"Go back and see if your children look like the county order."

Gong Zihong's words made people start to think about the county order.

The prefectural order is the signboard of Huai'en Temple.

I will respect Huai'en Temple.,It's not unrelated to the county order.。。

Huai'en Temple is in Min County, but what it has done has not been revealed.

There must be someone in there.

in Min County.

If you want to say who is the most capable, the prefectural order is definitely one of them.

"Bastard."

The scolding was a rich man who was close to a sixtieth birthday.

His favorite concubine gave birth to a son after asking for a son in Huai'en Temple.

When he was old, he was the most happy, so he held a celebration banquet.

Among the people who came to congratulate were prefectural orders.

The county magistrate fell in love with his son all of a sudden, and specially gave a big gift.

Nine out of ten of the people present at the moment know about such a thing.

For this reason, some people also praised their son for having the qualifications of the county order.

Now that I think about it, my son is very similar to the county order.