Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Hidden Master of the Dragon and Tiger Temple
"This senior sister. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Li Xiao looked at the old woman and asked suspiciously: "Excuse me, how is the situation of your faction? Why are you being hunted down by so many bandits?"
"It's okay for me to mute the sect, but I was killed by a few sects led by the Sea Dragon Gang, and half of the disciples were killed. The old woman said lightly: "As for why they were chased and killed by bandits? It's not all because of the son of their cottage owner! The old man saw that the son of their village owner was good-looking, and he planned to take him away by force, but they refused, so they scolded the old man! Hmph! They didn't look at who the old man was! The elders of the silent door also dared to scold! What a big boldness!"
"So you are the wicked!" Li Xiao was dumbfounded, looking at the corpses all over the ground, and couldn't help but feel sad for the bandits.
"What are they scolding you for?" said Xuande, with a curious face.
Situ Xue said: "When we were about to leave, their village owner, in a dialect that he didn't know where to use, said 'Smash, this old doll looks like a thief!'
The woman in white on the side said, "Uncle Shi saw that he was going to fight hard, so he killed him with a sword." ”
"I did it on purpose!" The old woman grinned and blew yellow teeth, leaned over, and said with a smile: "I'm waiting for a master, I won't miss!"
"Mud Girl...... Dialects kill people!" Li Xiao listened in a cold sweat.
"Good killing! You are all about to leave, they still don't give up, they should be killed!" Xuande was filled with righteous indignation when he heard this, and kicked the corpse of the bandit next to him fiercely.
"Okay, let's hurry up and support the silent door!" Li Xiao didn't want to dwell on this matter, so he said immediately.
"Go ahead, the old man just saw a beautiful man riding a white horse......" the old woman said excitedly, and was suddenly covered by Situ Xue, "Uncle Fakong, senior brothers of Longhu Temple, we have the order of our master, and we want to go to other sects for help, so don't leave it at that." After speaking, she hugged her fists at everyone, and the woman in white beside her pulled the old woman away quickly.
"This silent door is also magical. Li Xiao looked at the three girls who were speeding away and muttered to herself.
"Uncle Shi. Xuande touched his bald head, looked at the gray sky, and said, "It's not early, it seems to be raining, let's quickly find a place to rest for the night." ”
"Hmm. Li Xiao was noncommittal, and after letting people simply dispose of the corpse of the bandit, he and the monks and his party went on the road in a mighty way, and walked for less than half an hour, and the gloomy and oppressive sky was full of thunder and thunder, and it rained heavily, fortunately, they braved the rain and traveled for a long time, and found a broken temple.
quickly ran into the temple, and everyone was stunned to see that there were many people crowded inside.
Li Xiao, who was the leader, swept his eyes around the temple, and finally locked on an open area on the right and walked over.
Unexpectedly, next to that area, there were several strong men with bare chests and black hair, who were meditating cross-legged, and when they saw Li Xiao and people coming, they immediately lay sideways and occupied the spare space, which obviously means that there are people in this place.
"Uncle Shi!" Xuande saw that Li Xiao was about to have a seizure, his face was solemn, and he whispered in his ear: "Uncle Shi, these people are all disciples of the sixth-level sect, and there are a few who are not low, we can't afford to provoke them." ”
Sixth-level sect!
Among the four major regions of Penglai, the huge sect under the seventh-level sect is second only to the seventh-level sect, if they want to destroy a fifth-level sect, it will be easy, Li Xiao is not willing, at this time to provoke them, so he has to look around, and his eyes are fixed on a group of women in white dresses, where there is a large open space.
Seeing this situation, Li Xiao was overjoyed, so he led someone over, but as soon as he took a step, the group of women in white dresses threw the long swords in their hands into the open space on the side, and the meaning was obvious.
"Fifth-level sects, when you meet a group of sixth-level sects, you are really controlled everywhere!" Li Xiao shook his head helplessly, looking left and right, the entire ruined temple was forcibly occupied by the sixth-level sect in those two empty places, and the only thing left was in the corner, the roof leaked out of the big hole, and the area that kept seeping into the rain, sitting there to rest, almost no different from being outside in the rain.
"Uncle Shi. Xuande hesitated for a moment, pointed to the corner of the leaky rain, and whispered: "The open places in the temple are all occupied, so it is better for the two of us to find a small place to squeeze and let the Arhats go over there for a while." ”
"It's fine. Li Xiao nodded, and walked to the place where a group of Taoist priests and a group of nuns were separated by a group of Taoist priests and a group of nuns under the broken Buddha statue in front of him, where there was a small gap, just enough for the two of them to rest.
He saluted the leader's white-eyed old man and an old nun, and Li Xiao leaned down and sat down under their disdainful gaze.
Monk Xuande brought a bundle of firewood from the corner, lit it, took off the damp monk's robe outside, sat next to Li Xiao, leaned against the stone wall under the Buddha statue, raised his feet and took off his shoes, and complained: "After walking for two days in a row, I am tired to death, uncle, we will ...... tomorrow Huh?" turned his head to look at the place where Li Xiao was sitting, but saw that the place next to him was empty, and the uncle was gone.
What's the situation?
With doubts, he looked around, and suddenly, he saw that in the corner, a group of teachers and Taoist priests, as well as uncles, nephews, and warriors from various factions, were all crowded in the corner, pinching their noses, looking at themselves in horror...... How many years have you not washed your feet? How can you ...... so?"
When Lao Dao said this, he took a big breath, blushed, his face distorted, and closed his mouth in pain.
"Wash your feet?" Xuan De picked his feet and said inexplicably: "It rained just now, I stepped on a few puddles, and I washed them more than a dozen times by the way, what's the problem? If you don't believe me, you see!" he said, getting up and walking over.
"Don't come here!" a woman in a white dress, her face was pale, and shouted, "Don't come here!
"It's really inexplicable!" Xuande's head was full of confusion, and suddenly, he patted his bald head and woke up: "Should you be in ...... It's boring, but it's not much fun for you to play by yourself, so the poor monk will not have to do anything with you!" he said as he threw himself excitedly at the crowd.
"Don't come here!" The souls of the people flew out of the sky, scattered as birds and beasts, and ran to the opposite corner for refuge.
"Stop!" A woman in a white dress, who had just dodged Xuande's attack with everyone, saw him rushing again, and immediately shouted angrily, and without saying a word, her face changed wildly, and she exclaimed sadly: "Ah! It stinks! Why, pinching your nose can't stop this smell!"
"Don't speak!" Yi Gu opened his mouth to remind, but his eyes rolled and he fainted to the ground.
"Senior sister!" In the crowd, a young Taoist priest saw this, and hurriedly ran over to help her, but took a breath, fell head-on, and never got up again.
"This Xuande, he is the hidden master of my Dragon and Tiger Temple! People from the sixth-level sect can be killed directly in seconds!" Li Xiao saw Daoist Gu and Daoist priest fainting, he gasped in his heart, immediately pinched his nose, and kept silent.
Fortunately, Xuande grew fat, and he was tired after a few exercises, panting and sitting on the ground, leaning on the stone platform under the Buddha statue, shaking his head and saying: "The poor monk can't continue to play with you, you can play by yourself, the poor monk is tired!" he said, and suddenly caught a glimpse of an old nun wearing a blue shirt and a monk's hat, with his head resting on the stone platform, reclining and sleeping.
"This master is actually immune to Xuande's athlete's foot?" At this time, everyone in the corner also saw it, and the old nun who was snoring was shocked, "It's so stinky, how can she not react at all!"
Just when everyone was puzzled, the sleeping old nun suddenly frowned, his body kept writhing, and then he raised his hands, waved and struggled desperately, and shouted in horror: "Ahhhh......h Fragrant!"
Hearing this, the people in the corner immediately fell to the ground.
No wonder she dared to sleep so calmly, it turned out that she took this smell of feet as a fragrance, and it also affected her dreams.
At this moment, Lao Ni drooled and exclaimed bitterly: "Ah, Brother Tian, Brother Xu, Brother Wang, Brother Jing, you ...... You guys...... Don't eat it all, let me eat a few bites!" Suddenly, Lao Ni's expression changed greatly, he sat up, pulled out the silver sword next to him, and slashed wildly: "Damn bastards! What about the beautiful boy group! Let you not give it to the poor ni! The poor ni will hack you to death!"
“......”
Everyone opened their mouths, and at this moment, several warriors inhaled the smell, rolled their eyes, and fainted and fell to the ground. 、
As if hacking the person in her dream to death, Lao Ni suddenly opened her eyes, rubbed her eyes, glanced at Xuande who was stunned next to her, and then looked at the people hiding in the corner, she said with a puzzled face: "What's the matter? What are you all looking at the poor nun for?"
Seeing that no one answered, her face was solemn and puzzled, "What's the matter? What are you all doing?" Poor Ni just took a nap, how could she wake up, except for the big monk next to her, all the others pinched their noses and hid in the corner?"
Suddenly she thought of something, and then looked at the action of everyone pinching their noses, she suddenly stretched her neck, wrinkled her nose and sniffed around, and then, jumped up in fright, covered her nose, and ran to everyone screaming, "Ahhhh......h It stinks to death!"
Quickly running in front of everyone, she said indignantly to the stunned crowd: "I don't know which damn bastard, fart in the temple! It's so stinky! With that, he burrowed into the back of the crowd, exposed half of his head, pinched his nose, raised his eyebrows angrily, and looked ahead with a serious face.
"Stinky fart?" Xuande, who was leaning on the stone platform in the distance, sat paralyzed on the ground, and suddenly woke up when he heard the words of the old nun, "No wonder they are pinching their noses and hiding in the corner, it turns out that someone is farting!
"Not good!" Speaking of this, Xuande's face changed greatly, "Everyone pinched their noses, with a look of disgust, and the poor monk sat here peacefully, like no one, doesn't this mean that the stinky fart was put by the poor monk?"
Thinking of this, he resolutely got up, ran to the petrified crowd, got into it, showed his big head, pinched his nose, and squinted at the old nun next to him and said: "Ah! It stinks! Master, do you know who farted and stinked to death the poor monk!"
"Poor nun doesn't know! Poor nun is also looking for this person!" the old nun frowned, and shook his exposed head slightly.
In the corner, everyone who reacted turned their heads to look at Lao Ni and Xuande mechanically, and suddenly their souls were not possessed, and they scattered in a hurry......