On the third day, the people who entered the Thanksgiving Temple outside were basically all gone, and the remaining disciples of the Thanksgiving Temple were still listening to the recitation of the Silkworm Master.

On the fourth day, there were some fewer disciples, on the fifth day, slowly some more disciples couldn't hold on, and on the sixth day, there were a few fewer disciples under the high platform.

Time passed day after day, and there was only one disciple left who listened to the scriptures, and that person was the abbot of Jiecheng, who stayed alone with the Heavenly Silkworm Master for a whole day.

On the high platform, the master of the silkworm was chattering about the scriptures, and under the high platform, the abbot of the ring listened seriously.

The two of them sat down inexplicably, the difference was that one of them was talking while the other was listening.

"There's nothing wrong with those two monks!" Emperor Tingfeng couldn't help but complain, and said speechlessly: "Look at the situation, this is going to talk about the Year of the Monkey and the Moon?"

"Emperor Gongzi, you don't know this. ”

Master Tian's disciple Liyuan brought water to the two of them, and Emperor Tingfeng explained: "Master, when he usually recites scriptures, as long as there is one person in the audience, he will continue to recite." ”

"What's wrong?" Emperor Tingfeng felt that those two people had problems, and it would be good to show outsiders, why were they so serious.

Anyway, everyone knows the roots, and when they recite face-to-face, isn't it all the same!

As for the two of them torturing each other like this, they don't eat, drink or rest, so it's interesting to sit in a daze and count the stars all the time?

"Bring water to Master Silkworm and Abbot Jiecheng, right?"

Emperor Tingfeng looked at the tray in Centrifuge's hand, plus there was a teapot and two cups in it, and guessed that Centrifugal must have been given to those two people.

"Hmm!" Centrifugal replied honestly and said, "It's been a few days, and the master's throat should have almost reached the limit!"

Even if he had the Buddha's light shining on him, it was impossible for him not to eat, drink, or rest for the rest of his life.

"This can't be done!" Emperor Tingfeng held his cheeks and said worriedly: "The two of them must have wanted to stop a long time ago, but they are just holding on, right?"

After thinking for a while, he admitted: "The disciple also thinks that the emperor's words are reasonable. ”

The abbot of Jiecheng is a newly competent abbot, not the person scheduled by the Silkworm Master, and he must want to prove it to the Silkworm Master.

And Master Silkworm, the first one is to do his duty, on the other hand, it may be a test of the abbot of the ring!

Anyway, these two people are too desperate, and they abuse themselves with their own flesh and mortal wombs over there, it's just something wrong!

"Now, I have an elixir here that can help people sleep, you can put it in the tea!" Di Tingfeng threw a pill to centrifugation, and left the scene himself.

As for whether centrifugation will do what the emperor listens to the wind, I believe that centrifugation will not disappoint the emperor.

Because, Master Silkworm and Abbot Jiecheng, one of them is the pillar of Thanksgiving Temple, and the other is a centrifugal master, so it is impossible for him to sit idly by.

Next, it was the turn of the emperor to listen to the wind, and quickly took a copy of the scriptures, and copied the contents of it to leave the Ninth Fifth Dynasty.

In the night, a dark shadow entered the temple where the Silkworm Master was resting, and familiarly touched the place where the Silkworm Master put the scriptures.

As for who the thief is, in addition to the emperor Tingfeng who has always coveted a scripture, there is another person in the Thanksgiving Temple.

That person was naturally Leng Fuxing, a disciple of the Heavenly Silkworm Master, who hid his strength from the monks of Thanksgiving Temple, so he escaped while the disciples who were guarding him were not paying attention.

At that time, it happened to be the third day of Master Tian's recitation of the scriptures, and Leng Fu used his good skills to familiarize himself with the new deployment of the Thanksgiving Temple.

Therefore, except for the two guarding monks who were killed by Leng Centrifugation, no one else in the Thanksgiving Temple found that Leng Centrifugation had escaped.

It's just that as soon as the cold centrifugal settled, the fire in the house lit up, and the abbot of Jiecheng and a group of disciples of the Heavenly Silkworm Master appeared in the room.

Everyone stared at Leng Centrifugal with wide eyes, they thought it was a monk from another temple! Unexpectedly, it would be one of the disciples of the Heavenly Silkworm Master.

"Yo, Senior Brother Leng, I haven't seen you for a few days, I can't imagine that your strength has improved again, or have you been hiding your strength from everyone?"

The abbot of the ring sacrificed the Buddha beads, blocking the cold centrifugal who wanted to escape, and several other monks also surrounded it, and the cold centrifugal was to plug in the wings, and he couldn't fly out.

"It's so dangerous, I can't think of a thief who is one step ahead of us. The emperor sighed and snorted: "That stingy old man actually used the trick of diverting the tiger from the mountain on us. ”

The Ice Demon couldn't help but frown, and said happily: "Well, isn't this someone who has already waded through the troubled waters for the master in advance!"

Emperor Tingfeng also frowned slightly, and asked, "What should I do now?" Where can I go to find that stingy old man?" ”

The Fire Demon suggested, "Why don't you ask the abbot!"

The Ice Demon stretched out his wings and slapped the Flame Demon and said, "You said that we should steal a scripture, do you think that abbot will agree to betray the Heavenly Silkworm Master?"

The Fire Demon blinked his charming eyes and replied, "He should be!"

The Ice Demon rolled his eyes speechlessly, and said, "You think too much." ”

"Well, let's think of another way, right?" The Fire Demon finally chose to listen to the Ice Demon's cautious actions, and persuaded the Emperor to listen to the wind and change the way.

The emperor shook his head when he heard the wind, and complained: "The land of Buddhism is troublesome, and even the divine sense is limited, otherwise it will be more convenient to find people." ”

The Flame Demon chimed in, saying, "That's it, it's too troublesome to look for them one by one, if the master leaves tomorrow, it'll be over." ”

“...... Enough is enough for the two of you. ”

The Ice Demon really couldn't listen anymore, so he interrupted the conversation between the two idiots of Emperor Tingfeng and Yan Demon, and said, "Let's go find the residence of the Heavenly Silkworm Master first!"

Emperor Tingfeng and Yan Demon agreed, and one person and two beasts immediately discussed, and one of them divided an area and went separately to find the residence of the Heavenly Silkworm Master.

The three of them searched all the places they should be looking for, and finally found Master Silkworm in the abbot's bedroom.

"How much the master loves the dead. The Flame Demon couldn't help but complain.

I didn't expect that Master Silkworm still had this kind of habit, and he didn't go to the living place of the living, but he wanted to run to a room where the dead lived.

Moreover, the abbot's urn seems to have been placed next to the pillow by the silkworm master, which means that it is like sharing the same bed.

Emperor Tingfeng and Ice Demon Yan Demon couldn't help but twitch their brows, they really couldn't understand what their master's inner world was like, this kind of habit was too weird.