Like many temples, Guangxian Temple has established a beautiful mountainside, covering an area of small size, but it is very old, and the cigarette smoke is swirling, and it looks quite a bit of the charm of an ancient temple.

The three of them appeared in the temple wearing cyan Taoist robes, and they were particularly conspicuous among the good men and women who came to offer incense and the shiny bald heads.

The relationship between the Great Sage and the Buddha is limited to the triennial Dharma meeting, and the sudden appearance of three young Taoist priests made the monk a little overwhelmed, and led them to the wing room, and busily went to report to the abbot.

The abbot was old and had long been reluctant to socialize too much, so he appointed his eldest disciple to the past.

"What are they doing here, can you inquire clearly?" The eldest disciple An Xianren is tall and tall, with a rigid face and two deep nasolabial folds all the time.

The monk is usually a little transparent in the temple, and he has always been very afraid of this uncle, so he doesn't dare to raise his head when he speaks: "The disciples are not very clear, they keep coming to Uncle Anming." ”

"Looking for An Ming?" An Xian frowned unhappily, and his face was even more frightening.

An Ming is an outlier from Guangxian Temple, never delving into Buddhism and not practicing exercises. I know how to run out all day long, saying that it is "to help all sentient beings and persuade people to be kind".

This is also a good thing, but some of the things An Ming does are always ridiculous and incredible.

An Xian saw Lu Mi and the three of them in the small room in the backyard, and almost as soon as they met, the two sides gave each other an evaluation in their hearts.

On one side, he has thick eyebrows and dark eyes, a face full of meat, a wide forehead, thin lips, and a bad body - not a good person.

On the other side are women and boys, with fine skin and tender flesh, innocent eyes, and menacing posture - three little children.

So, the two sides started exchanges on the basis of knowing each other.

"Three donors......" An Xian clasped his hands together, and tried his best to make himself look a little "kind and kind" in the spirit of the person who came was a guest.

"Huh!" As soon as the three of them saw him, they each jumped up quickly, clinging to the wall behind them, and put on a defensive posture.

The excesses of the three of them directly made An Xian's next words successfully suppressed in his throat, and he didn't come out.

Lu Mi looked vigilant, and said sharply: "You are An Ming?" and glanced at Ao Tuo at the same time.

Born from the heart, this great monk is so terrifying, no wonder he can do such a thing of forcing good people to be slaves. And today they are chivalrous and courageous, chivalrous people who fight for Qiaoxiu.

The three of them were enthusiastic, and they roared when they saw injustice, regardless of whether you were a cat or a dog.

"The Poor Monk is ......"

"Hmph, you are all fake monks, bullying women and children in the name of goodness, we are here today to do the right thing for heaven and ask you for an explanation. Shi Fei hid behind Ao Tuo, poked out his head and said righteously.

Ao Tuo patted his head and nodded approvingly.

Lu Qiqi was even more verbally absolutely supportive: "Well said, today we are going to do the right thing for heaven." ”

An Xian was originally a violent temper, and when he came up, he was indiscriminately buttoned by them and didn't let him speak. The good face that was already hard squeezed out suddenly couldn't hang up, and the momentum was full of momentum, and the voice was like a bell: "Where did the little cub come from, dare to go to Guangxian Temple to spread wild." ”

His eyes widened angrily, he strode forward, his body sank, and half of the Buddha's body covered this chamber like Mount Tai.

"Angry King Kong!" Compared with the other two, Ao Tuo is well-informed, and he can see the other party's path at once, and shouted, "Be careful, the thief monk is angry and wants to beat someone." ”

Ahn Hyun: ......

This is really the rhythm of forcing honest people to get angry every minute.

"Don't be afraid, there's me. Lu Mi took a step forward.

Shi Fei didn't have any cultivation, An Xian was coercive, his legs were weak and he almost knelt down; although Ao Tuo was not scared into two trembling forces, he was sealed with divine power, and he didn't dare to be too arrogant at this moment.

Only Lu Qiyi, who was full of confidence in his own martial arts, was not afraid of hardships and dangers, and stood up bravely with his chest.

"Come on, let me show you how to do it. Lu Qiqi opened his posture and was always ready.

She wants to use her fists to tell him that there is justice in the world, and she doesn't teach nonsense to live in the world.

"Begging for a beating!" An Xian roared, and the whole room trembled.

The monk standing outside the door was so angry by this roar that his blood was surging, his eyes were dazzled and his ears were ringing, and he ran away with palpitations.

I only heard the ping-pong in the house, the tables and chairs crashing into each other, and I didn't know if Uncle An Xian had suffered a loss.

Just when the monk hesitated to inform the others, An Xian appeared at the door with one in one hand and one on his back.

The three children seemed to be knocked unconscious, and An Xian's image was also a little embarrassed. A piece of the sleeve was torn off, and the face was black, I don't know if it was footprints or something.

"Go ahead, it's none of your business here. An Xian sent the monk away, and then walked towards the back mountain with a meteor.

There is a Yingyun Pavilion on the back mountain of Guangxian Temple, which is located on a high stone, and the body is in the pavilion, and the surrounding scenery is in full view. Legend has it that you can see the light of the Buddha here, and many pilgrims like to come here, looking forward to seeing the light of the Buddha and touching the shade of the Buddha.

An Xian threw the three of them in Yingyun Pavilion, clapped his hands, sorted out his clothes and said: "Today, the poor monk will let you go, and if there is a next time, you will not be spared." ”

It's a pity that the three unconscious people didn't respond, and An Xian didn't expect a response, so he flicked his tattered sleeves and went back to report the news to the master.

"When will your temper change? When the abbot heard that he had beaten the three little Taoist priests who came, he sighed again and again, "They are here to find An Ming, you let them wait in the guest room, why do you bother?"

An Xian was aggrieved: "Master, you don't know, they don't give their disciples a chance to speak at all, they come up and say that we are fake monks, bullying and oppressing the people, and taking the initiative to provoke." ”

"If they provoke you, you will pick it up? The person who comes is a guest, go to Yingyun Pavilion with the teacher, and compensate others. The abbot trembled and got off the bed.

"Master, don't go, disciple go by himself. An Xian was not happy, he felt that it was reasonable to do it himself in that situation, and the master was too petty.

"Are you going to beat them up again?" the old monk absolutely believed that his disciple could do such a thing.

An Xian was submissive and didn't dare to speak, so he had to help his master go to the embarrassing Yingyun Pavilion in the back mountain.

However, when they arrived at the pavilion, they were dumbfounded. The pavilion was clean and clean, and there was not a single hair, let alone people.

"How could it be gone, did you wake up and leave?" An Xian couldn't believe it, but he knew the severity of his attack very well, and he couldn't wake up at all in two or three hours.

You know, his original intention was to leave the three of them here, blow the cold wind, and be sober.

The abbot was silent for a while: "You just said that the little girl among them is not affected by your King Kong's coercion, and she still came up to provoke?"

"Yes. ”

"It seems that there is a master in our temple. The abbot sighed.

An Xian was unconvinced, is there such a vulnerable master?

The clouds in the east surged with light, and a colorful light suddenly appeared, spanning the entire mountain, shining brightly.

"Master, Buddha Light!" An Xian said in surprise.

"Amitabha. The abbot clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and shrugged his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name.

An Xian hurriedly followed the master, closed his eyes and prayed devoutly.