The street was silent, and in the blink of an eye, the mother and daughter who were following behind were gone.

Something isn't quite right......

Chen Tang frowned, thinking about the changes. For a moment, it was uncertain whether it was a scene change in the painting itself, or if some process had been tampered with.

He felt that he should go to Fan Xuan, ask questions, and learn more about the situation.

Immediately take a step forward and start searching.

This city is not very big, and it feels like it is about a circle larger than Yuruo County that I have visited, with four or five streets, crisscrossing and crisscrossing with several lanes.

Chen Tang remembered that before entering the painting, he heard Fan Xuan and others say that Fan Yuan was in Baihuayuan, Guo Xiangheng was in Langya Pavilion, Wang Ziyu entered the yamen, and as for Brother Su Min, he was going to be a general, and he should be at the city gate.

Fan Xuan's whereabouts are unknown, so he didn't talk about it.

And Chen Tang is only familiar with him, and it is doubtful whether he can have a good conversation when he finds someone else.

"Huh, Baiyuan?"

When I walked through a street, I glanced and saw a large garden on the right, and a plaque at the door was hung high, with three big characters written "Hundred Gardens".

Chen Tang hesitated slightly, but still walked over. Fan Yuan should know where Fan Xuan is, and ask him for directions. So as not to waste time like a headless fly.

The door was hidden, and with a slight push, it opened, and there was no sound inside.

This garden doesn't even have a gatekeeper?

And or, there was one, and now it's gone?

Chen Tang entered, walked through the front yard, and entered the house, but there were no ghosts. I went around and went to the backyard to see a hundred flowers in full bloom, and the fragrance of flowers was intoxicating. Not far away, a clump of flowers was shaking violently, and there was a sound of gasping, which was endless.

It's a little embarrassing to hit it squarely.

This Fan Yuan will really enjoy it, and when he enters the painting wall, he will do this, and he will not miss it.

Chen Tang shook his head, he didn't want to disturb other people's good things, so he wanted to quit.

It's just that in an instant, he was aware, staring at the flowers, and seemed to find some clues.

There was an exclamation, it was a woman's voice.

She also sensed Chen Tang's arrival.

Immediately, Fan Yuan put on a robe, came out, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Chen Tangpestle there.

was disturbed by a good thing, Fan Yuan was not irritable, and shouted: "Chen Bujin, what are you going to do when you break into this place?"

Chen Tang looked at him and pointed to the gray sky: "It's going to rain." ”

Fan Yuan jumped up and said angrily: "I said that you are okay to find trouble, whether it will rain or not, I don't know?

His current anger is inexplicably big. Come to think of it, Shuangfei Milk Swallow is on the rise, because of Chen Tang's intrusion, and life is interrupted, and the Buddha has fire.

Chen Tang shook his head and sighed: "Stupid, you don't know that you are dying until you die." ”

When Fan Yuan heard this, he was really angry: "Chen Tang, what nonsense are you talking about?"

At this time, the two women both came out of the flowers, their hairpins were messy, their cheeks were flushed, and they were full of amorous eyes, and their four watery eyes looked at Chen Tang curiously, biting their lips lightly, as if they were affectionate.

When Fan Yuan saw it, he was even more jealous, pressed his hands and pressed the two girls down: "Don't look at it." ”

glared at Chen Tang angrily: "You still don't want to leave?"

Chen Tang understood that at this time, it was useless to talk too much, this guy had already been confused, and he couldn't listen to it at all, so he asked, "Do you know, where is your brother?"

"Hongyuan Temple. ”

Fan Yuanyi waved his hand and said impatiently: "Hurry up." ”

Once he got the address, Chen Tang stopped talking nonsense. Fan Yuan wants to find death by himself, and he doesn't listen to people's persuasion, that's his business, Chen Tang doesn't want to be Lu Dongbin and be the rotten good person who was bitten by a dog.

After driving Chen Tang away, Fan Yuancai lay back in the flowers angrily, and the two soft bodies quickly came up, and he suddenly regained his vigor, and continued to conquer.

Hongyuan Temple?

That's a temple, and it's much easier to find it if you know the building.

After seeing Fan Yuan's situation, Chen Tang had a sudden feeling in his heart, and he could make it clear that some bad things had happened in this Lan Ruo's painting realm.

This realm was originally a good place for the children of some big clans to experience or entertain, but now, it has become dangerous and full of dangers.

Chen Tang didn't understand what was going on, and he even suspected that the painting itself was a trap.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was unlikely, there was no need for Yanming Temple to do this, and they didn't have that much courage, if Fan Xuan and the others had an accident here, the implication would be big and out of control.

I couldn't figure it out for a while, so I had to find Fan Xuan as soon as possible and go out.

Fan Xuan once mentioned that there is a time limit for entering the painting wall, and when the time comes, it will automatically go out.

However, if it is changed and cannot be allowed to get out, will it not be trapped in it?

"Temple ......"

After walking through a street, Chen Tang soon saw the top of a pointed tower, revealing on the north side.

"There......"

He walked briskly, around the bush, and in half an hour he came to the gate of a temple.

This temple is built on a high ground, surrounded by ancient trees, and a bluestone path leads to the front of the door.

It looks a bit Zen.

Chen Tang stepped away and went up to knock on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and a young monk came out and said: "This Tan Yue is invited, today the temple is closed, and there are no guests, please go back." ”

As he spoke, he was about to close the door.

Chen Tang hurriedly said: "Little master, I'm here to find Fan Xuan." ”

The young monk really knew about Fan Xuan and replied, "Fan Tanyue is practicing swords in retreat, you can come back tomorrow." ”

Tomorrow, tomorrow, the daylilies will be cold.

Chen Tang insisted: "I want to see him now." ”

After a pause, he shouted: "Fan Xuan, where are you? Come out quickly, something is wrong!"

He was absorbed in his breath, and his shouts were stirring, and they spread far and wide.

The young monk's face changed: "This Tan Yue, this is a pure land of Buddhism, and no noise is allowed." ”

Where does Chen Tang care about him, he knows that he is false, and there is no need to pay attention to those rules and regulations, not to mention, now is a very critical moment, and the stakes are very high.

He immediately took a step and stretched out his foot to enter the door, trying to squeeze in.

"Tan Yue was rude, and the little monk was offended. ”

The young monk's eyes were shining, his fists were in a posture, and he smashed Chen Tang's temples on both sides, but it was a move of "double bells piercing the ears". The tiger is vigorous, and the momentum is not weak.

Chen Tang blocked with both arms, and with a shocking hair, he snapped, and shook the monk back a few steps.

As soon as there was a babbling sound, the door was wide open, Chen Tang Shi Ran walked in, and he was happy in his heart, feeling that this young monk's kung fu was not weak, and the old monk in the temple must have higher martial arts, and if he had the opportunity, it was also good to practice his hands.

No wonder Fan Yuan practiced swords here, he must have had an opportunity.

Poop!

Inside the temple, there is a bell ringing, which seems to be urgent, and it is a warning bell.

Whoosh!

One by one, figures ran out, all of them were young monks in gray robes, counting, there were as many as eighteen people, each holding a Qi Mei stick in their hands, and with a bang, they surrounded Chen Tang, and the wooden sticks were horizontal, forming a formation.

These monks, all of them are sturdy, strong, and bronze-like, and they are warrior monks.

Chen Tang looked at it, there was some drama, and a term couldn't help but pop up in his mind: Eighteen bronze people......