Cold sweat broke out on his back, and he didn't know how to react.

Laughter suddenly sounded in the temple: "Hahaha! There is a big-bellied guest in the temple." Repair the fate, hurry up and bring the guests over. ”

"Okay. The little monk called Nuo, and then said to Yu Dao, "Master is behind the Buddha Hall." ”

Yu Dao took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down. But the smell of early spring that lingered in his nose always made his little heart uneasy.

Yu Dao looked at the newly haired wicker on both sides, as well as the green grass on the ground, and his eyes were silent. At this time, it was already the depths of winter, but the scenery in his eyes was not only green and flowers, but also the sound of birds and birds, insects and bees.

This is a scene that is different from the time of day, and it immediately reminded Yu Dao of a bad scene.

To the south of Qishan, on the dry island of Nanruo Temple, this scene also happened when he killed the tree demon.

"What the eyes see, what the ears hear, and what the nose hears, are all vain. Yu Dao meditated in his heart, but then he sighed: "But I can't see through this vanity." ”

For Yu Dao, everything he saw and heard in this temple was true. Because even if he instilled mana into his eyes, he couldn't see the slightest clue and perceive the slightest illusion.

"Unless the natal corpse is summoned out, with the blessing of the relics, can we see through this falsehood. Yu Dao's thoughts flickered, but now was not the time to take out his hole cards.

Just as Yu Dao was thinking wildly, the two had already walked dozens of steps, turned the Buddhist hall, and came to the back of the small temple.

The backyard is an empty place overgrown with weeds, with only four wooden stakes in the middle, one of which is large and the other three small.

On a small wooden stake was sitting a person, this person was wide and fat, with an exposed belly, a Buddha bead the size of a jujube kernel hanging around his neck, and a simple smile on his face.

He didn't look at the two of them, but stared at a few things on the big stake.

Yu Dao looked over and found that the few things the old monk looked at were all wine and food, and in the center was a plate of roast chicken. The roast chicken is exposed, the skin is tender yellow and shiny, and the roast chicken is still exuding steam, as if it has just been taken out.

The fragrance wafted in the small temple, and it even attracted Yu Dao's index finger.

"Master, you're 'painting chickens to satisfy your hunger' again. The little monk suddenly sighed.

"Slippery. When the old monk heard this, he stretched out his fat hand and wiped his saliva, and he said with a smile: "No way, monk, I'm hungry." ”

"Then why do you want to draw roast chicken, not just a few cakes. The little monk shook his head, he carried the burden he carried, walked to the old monk, and then took out a small package from it.

"This is!" the old monk instantly became excited, he stood up and pouted the little monk, and then hurriedly opened the package.

The package is wrapped in oiled paper, which is not large, and is the size of a dinner plate. The old monk hurriedly opened the package, revealing the contents inside.

"Roast chicken!"

The old monk became agitated again, and he stared closely at the crumbled contents of the package.

"And the chicken butt!!"

The crumpled roast chicken was placed on top of the big wooden stake, which could not be compared with the roast chicken in the center at all, but the old monk did not look at the roast chicken, and stared at the roast chicken vigorously.

He leaned over his nose and took a deep breath, "Ah...... It's really rotisserie chicken. ”

"What more do I want you to do? The old monk suddenly slapped the table, startling Yu Dao.

I saw that as the old monk's palm fell, the roast chicken on the stake suddenly disappeared. The scene in Yu Dao's eyes also changed.

Centered on roast chicken, the surrounding scenery seems to be an oil painting that has been set on fire, rising to ashes.

The spring breeze turned into a cold wind, the green grass turned into dry grass, and the birdsong and the fragrance of flowers suddenly disappeared without a trace. The early spring scene in Yu Dao's eyes has become a deep winter scene.

"Sure enough, it's vain. Yu Dao secretly swallowed his throat, he looked down at the old monk next to him, and did not dare to make a mistake at all.

"I'll wait until I'm done eating, monk. The old monk sat on the big stake, crossed his legs, and directly grabbed the roasted chicken with his fingers and ate it.

Seeing him like this, the little monk sighed and said to Yu Dao: "Excuse me, Master, his old man has probably not eaten for three days. With that, he shook his head, hugged his silver tael and walked to the Buddha hall, leaving Yu Dao to stand alone.

Yu Dao led the donkey to get water, neither standing nor sitting, so he had to use the donkey to get water to block his figure. But the donkey didn't dry up with water, so it barked, pouted its hooves and ran towards the small temple wall, and suddenly broke free from Yu Dao's hands.

"This ......" Yu Dao was even more restrained, like being suddenly called into the office by a teacher in his previous life.

"Woo...... Sit down for a long time!" the old monk said as he swallowed when he saw Yu Dao.

Yu Dao took a deep breath and bowed, "Thank you, Master." He cautiously walked up to the old monk, and then sat down on the stake with half his buttocks.

"Wait a minute. The old monk raised his head and said, and then lowered his head and ate the roast chicken.

Yu Dao hurriedly replied: "Master doesn't have to pay attention to me. ”

The roast chicken was already cold and crumpled, and it looked extremely bad, but the old monk felt extremely delicious when he ate it, and his face showed an expression of enjoyment from time to time.

In less than half an hour, the old monk swept away the chopped roast chicken, leaving only the chicken butt still alone on the stake.

He looked at the chicken ass for a long time, and hesitated for a long time, and then he couldn't help but say, "That's it, stay for supper." ”

Yu Dao saw that the old monk liked to eat roast chicken, and said tentatively: "If the master wants to eat, Xiaodao will immediately go down the mountain and buy a few to come up." ”

When the old monk heard Yu Dao's words, he patted his big belly and said with a smile: "Don't bother the little Taoist, there is a cultivation fate, and he has earned a lot of money, and the old monk can often send him down to buy it in the future." ”

He saw Yu Dao's restrained appearance, waved his hand, and said in a grand manner: "The little Taoist is very restrained, and the Sprinkle family can still eat you." ”

When Yu Dao heard it, he silently said in his abdomen: "Don't worry about eating, what I'm afraid of is that you will subdue demons and eliminate demons." He won't forget that he had just killed more than 30 people in the Qin Mansion.

If this old monk rises, he will really die.

"If I can blind my senses of sight, hearing, and smell, and I can't perceive the realm, he must be a great monk who has cultivated eye, ear, and nose sense, and in other words, he is a monk who senses the realm. ”

"One level higher than the Dryad, and only one level away from being qualified to cultivate relics. ”

Yu Dao really didn't expect it, he just wanted to ask about things and meet a great monk with a nose. It's also a shame that he is quite friendly to the little monk, so he doesn't have to worry about angering the old monk directly.

But Yu Dao was flustered, although he himself had a clear conscience, but in the eyes of outsiders, he must be an evil monk and demon Dao.

The old monk looked at Yu Dao, smiling, and cute, which reminded Yu Dao of a guy who was not a cat or a bear.

He was estimating how likely he was to be subdued and exterminated, when he suddenly heard the old monk say, "Is the little Taoist chief worried that he will be cleaned up by the monk?"

Yu Dao's heart jumped, and then he looked at the old monk "blankly".

"For example, the thirty-six people killed in the Qin Mansion. ”

Yu Dao's body trembled and almost fell off the stake.