"Buzz ......"

In mid-air, the eight yellow bells all rotated rhythmically, and the dense spiritual light erupted from the bells, wave after wave, one after another.

In the center of the aura was a young man, who was dumbfounded and motionless, like a wood carving. Needless to say, this person is Hou Tao who was restrained by He Miaoyin.

At this moment, although his body couldn't move, his mind was turning very fast, much faster than usual, and he was already able to understand the meaning of Feng Wuchen's words inadvertently, and unraveled the strange poem by himself.

He has always been fond of talking, but now he listens to what others say and I talk very lively, but he can't interject a word, which can be regarded as killing him in a hurry! In particular, listening to the hateful "traitor" flattering his enemies makes him even more angry, anxious, and angry.

"The girl is really smart!" Feng Wuchen's tone was particularly sincere and heartfelt.

In addition to wanting to please He Miaoyin, he also really admired this girl's clear mind, and he was only a little bit, and she grabbed the root at once. Before thinking about it, he would associate the strange poem with the wishing towel and thanks to Hou Tao's instructions to set up a formation on the heavenly and earthly branches, he accidentally opened his mind and thought of this.

"Presumably the girl has already guessed the words hidden in the strange poem?" Feng Wuchen said with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Feng Wuchen kept slapping his beard and slapping horses, looking like a villain, not to mention having a trace of guilt for himself, he didn't even look at himself, Hou Tao was so angry that he was about to explode, and secretly scolded angrily: "His grandmother, you are a traitor pervert, heavy color and light friends, heavy color forgetfulness, look at Lao Tzu and wait a while to settle accounts with you......!

Thinking of the Peach Tree Club, he rolled his eyes and aimed at a few other people, Bai Shu, Feng Dong, and Ouyang Gao all listened attentively, one by one, thoughtfully, Zhong Mojian buried his head in the broken leaves on his body, Ling'er kept sending the things in his hand to his mouth, but no one looked at him, and no one complained about himself!

"His grandmother's, a group of white-eyed wolves!" He suddenly felt so sad, his eyes moistened unconsciously, and he didn't know whether he was angry or felt wronged.

"What's so difficult about this!" He Miaoyin's eyes were blazing, "It's just, how can you be sure that this is not a coincidence, maybe the wishing silk scarf is written and played by a child who has just learned to write?"

On the other side, Feng Dong was confused, and finally couldn't help whispering to Bai Shu: "Little Bai, what are they talking about, can you understand?"

Bai Shu looked at Hou Tao, then at Feng Wuchen, and shook his head with a puzzled expression.

Zhong Mojian was still sorting out the broken leaves and mud and sand on his body with a look of disgust.

Ling'er feasted regardless of it, and there was already a large pile of small white bones around her.

Only Ouyang Gao was thoughtful.

"At first, I thought so, too, but just as I was picking up this strange red silk scarf and about to leave, an eleven or twelve-year-old little monk suddenly ran out of the Dharma hall and stopped me, saying that I couldn't take this silk scarf away, so I jokingly asked him, 'This is what I picked up, why can't I take it away?' The little monk was also real, he didn't hear that I was joking with him, and thought I was going to embarrass him, and almost cried. "The wind is dustless, a little pretentious.

"He doesn't know how to lie, he told me with a sad face, this silk scarf was taken down and burned by the abbot a few days ago, he put it on his body but forgot to burn it, just accidentally fell out of his arms, and was blown away by a gust of wind, I don't want to be picked up by me, if the abbot knows, he will definitely be broken leg!"

He Miaoyin continued: "Maybe this is an old monk who has realized some profound Zen skills! The abbot in this temple is a well-known monk who has attained the Tao, and it is normal for him to realize something different from ordinary people!"

"This ......" Feng Wuchen was suddenly speechless. Indeed, everything was speculation, and he did not have any testimony at all.

Over there, Hou Tao saw the hateful "sycophant" and suddenly had poor donkey skills, and his heart was indescribably happy. I wish He Miaoyin was furious, and immediately rewarded this "sycophant" with four or five bells, and let this pervert know the uncomfortable taste.

But just when he secretly made a wish, someone came out to make trouble.

"It shouldn't be a coincidence, today I inquired about the origin of the monk who was rumored to have an affair with Dugushuang, this monk only became a monk three months ago, and he was a poor scholar who repeatedly failed the exam. This scholar went to Dajingshan Temple to worship the Buddha and burn incense, and the abbot lit it and became a monk. Later, he always came to receive Dugushuang. Ouyang Gao said seriously, "The two coincidences are related to this abbot, so it's not so coincidental." ”

He Miaoyin was noncommittal.

Ouyang Gao suddenly came forward to stir up the situation, which couldn't help but make Hou Tao very angry, and he couldn't wait to immediately dismantle this bastard who was always making trouble.

The wind here really couldn't help it, and whispered to Ouyang Gao: "Lamb, what dumb riddle are you playing, I can't understand it?"

Ouyang Gao: "The sixteen words that Feng Wuchen said, the heavenly and earthly branches are intertwined, it should be 'Ganzhi Discipline Law', Jiazi is one, Yiyou is twenty-two, Ding Mao is four, Xin Mao is twenty-eight, Wuchen is five, Guiwei is twenty, Renshen is nine, and Jiashen is twenty-one. ”

"The even-numbered stems are larger than the singular-numbered stems, and the largest is the fourth stem, Xinmao, which means that the maximum is only twenty-eight. ”

It should be two lines of poetry corresponding to a pair of dry branches. In this way, Jiazi corresponds to the word 'take' in the poem, and Yiyou corresponds to the word 'Du' in the poem, and so on, and in general, you will get a sentence, 'Take Dugu Frost Black Jane Dedan'. ”

"Oops......"

Hou Tao suddenly covered his mouth and screamed.

It turned out that just now He Miaoyin suddenly withdrew the eight copper bells, and Hou Tao was caught off guard, and directly bit his tongue fiercely, bleeding a mouthful of blood, and grinning in pain.

He didn't care much about it, neither immediately looking for Feng Wuchen to settle the account of the "traitor", nor immediately looking for He Miaoyin to settle the account of being trapped, it is estimated that he also understood that if he really wanted to settle accounts with this girl, he would definitely suffer a crime, and while spitting blood, he said impatiently: "He...... Grandma's, phew...... Therefore, this abbot is the real murderer behind the scenes. Those people from the rivers and lakes went to Dugu's house, and their deaths were inseparable from this abbot! No wonder I heard some pilgrims say that there were many people from the rivers and lakes who came to this temple some time ago, but they suddenly disappeared in the past few days. ”

He said to Feng Wuchen without complaint: "His grandmother, you pervert who forgets his righteousness, since you know so much, why do you still want to escape?"

Although he was still dissatisfied with Feng Wuchen in his heart, most of his anger was vented in an instant, and the initial "not sharing the sky", shouting and shouting and killing, disappeared as soon as he spoke.

"Boss, when did I say I was going to escape?" Feng Wuchen felt more resentful than Dou E, "It's you, I didn't say a word!"

"His grandmother's, is that so?" Hou Tao was still angry.

"Just your mouth, horn, non-stop, why are you talking so secretly!" Zhong Mojian glanced at Hou Tao, "I got such a body!"

"His grandmother ......"

Seeing that Hou Tao was about to have another seizure, He Miaoyin suddenly became annoyed: "Shut up!"

"I'm partial to ......" Speaking of this, Hou Tao suddenly closed his mouth, and the word "no" behind him was swallowed back. He saw He Miaoyin's pretty face and raised his left arm, revealing the delicate bracelet, and hurriedly changed his words: "Okay!"

"Take Dugu Shuang's black Jane Dedan, this Dugu Shuang, according to what you said, should be the daughter of the Dugu family, and she died a few days ago, what are these black Jane and Dan?" He Miaoyin looked at Feng Wuchendao.

"Black Jane should be this!" As he spoke, Feng Wuchen took out Bai Jian and handed it to He Miaoyin, and told the story in detail.

And he said, "As for that Dan, we don't know!"

"His grandmother, just catch that old monk and know!" Hou Tao rubbed his hands, a little excited.

"Let's go!"

"I don't want to go!" Zhong Mojian said with a pale face, "If there is such a big movement, maybe this guy has three heads and six arms, I don't want to die!"

Over there, Ling'er took advantage of the excitement of the crowd and was so busy that no one noticed her, so she hurriedly lowered her body and retreated with her feet on her feet.

Ling'er took two steps cautiously, and couldn't help but show a wicked smile on his face that the conspiracy had succeeded, and just as he was about to take the third step, it suddenly went dark in front of him, and an extra beautiful shadow appeared.

"Jingle bells. He Miaoyin shook the bell and said threateningly: "Gu girl, where do you want to go?"

"Poisonous girl, you go to find the old monk and I don't go, why don't you let me go?" Ling'er pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

"Since you sold the oath Gu, you can naturally solve it, you have to solve it for me......"

"You said it earlier, this is easy to say! This is for you!" As she spoke, Ling'er was about to throw the insect that looked like a caterpillar in her palm to He Miaoyin.

"Don't!" He Miaoyin's voice was sharp and sharp and a little trembling, obviously she was afraid of the insects in Ling'er's hands.

"Poisonous girl, I didn't expect there to be something you're afraid of!" Ling'er laughed happily.

Compared with Ling'er's happiness, He Miaoyin was too embarrassed, her pretty face was already red, and her teeth were also bitten by her.

This scene fell into Feng Wuchen's eyes, but it became a picture that made him fascinated, he never expected that this fairy-like girl would have such a little woman's side.

He felt that his heart was about to melt, and he secretly wished that he could stay with her for the rest of his life, and it would be worth it to be a cow and a horse in the next life. He really didn't want to have a stain in He Miaoyin's eyes, he really wanted to explain that he didn't peek at her taking a bath, and he really wanted to say that all this was done by Ling'er.

However, now that there are many people, it is not the time to talk about this at all, and he knows that if he says it at this time, the consequences of the matter will be more serious than if he really peeked at her taking a bath.

"Gu girl, don't talk nonsense, come with me, solve the Gu first, and then go and find out if the abbot has touched your oath Gu!"

"Haha, ridiculous! Poison girl, now that I know what you're afraid of, do you think I'll still be afraid of you?"