Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Monk's Residence

Just when Chen Jiannan and Ye Jiao'er were in the same room, a bald figure with a head in the opposite direction fell in the south of the city, followed by seven bald figures with smooth and shiny heads. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Needless to say, the monk at the head is Le, and behind him are his seven senior brothers.

Monk Lile had a red scab scar on his neck, and he walked along the street angrily, and the seven monks followed from a distance, not daring to get too close, for fear of touching the fire of his junior brother.

"The anger of the junior brother is so great, the poor monk is worried that he will touch the wall and commit suicide!" Monk Yuan weakly communicated to a few monks and expressed his worries.

"My brother's head is very hard, and he can't die if he touches the wall. The round monk teased.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the junior brother still wants to seek revenge on Chen Jiannan, and he won't seek death so quickly. The enlightened monk said.

Enlightenment really guessed right, Le wanted to kill Chen Jiannan to take revenge, where would he kill himself so quickly.

The streets are lit by the faint light of the Yuan Lingguang lamp, the rain is still dripping, and there are many water stains on the uneven bluestone slabs.

The back of his head turned forward, and a cyan anger rose above his head, burning so that the rain above his head snorted.

At the back of the monk's head, no, a white mist strip was left behind his face, which was then blown away by the wind.

At this moment, his gray monk's robe is worn backwards, and the placket is not worn from the left chest to the right chest, but from the right back to the left back, which is very strange at first glance.

The face is on the back, and if the monk's robe is not worn backwards, it will look even more weird.

Lile stopped in front of the inn with a blue tile roof built of earth and stone, hesitated, turned his body, turned his hands and feet one hundred and eighty degrees with cartilage skills, and then walked over the bluestone steps and walked into the inn.

Monk Lile performed cartilage skills, turned the upper part of the leg bone one hundred and eighty degrees, and walked with his toes in front and heels behind, and his shoulder joint turned one hundred and eighty degrees, looking like the palm of his hand was in front, but it looked a little strange and indescribable.

The night was already very deep, and there were few guests staying at the hotel at this hour, and the Yuan Lingguang in the reception hall had dimmed the light by adjusting the knob that overflowed the aura, and the blue-clothed guy on duty was napping on the table.

Hearing a loud voice, the thin and short man in blue jumped up from the wooden bench with a 'duh'.

The man opened his sleepy eyes and saw a good-looking monk in front of him.

The monk's face was full of anger, and there was anger on the top of his head, and he looked bald like a lamp.

Li Le stared at the guy in blue, the guy in blue was startled, the monk's head could be on fire, he must be a monk, and his eyes were so fierce, could it be an evil monk who robbed.

"Grandpa Buddha is gracious, our store is a small business, and there is no silver. If you are short of money, you should look for it at the silk shop on the east side of the street. The blue-clothed guy was very spineless to beg for mercy, and pointed out a place with a lot of silver for the monk.

The guy in blue actually regarded him as an evil monk who robbed his house, which was a misunderstanding that he had never had since he was a monk, which made him even more angry.

The anger above his head rushed up, and the flames almost burned to the wooden beams on the top, and in a few moments he was afraid that a fire would break out.

The firelight reflected Monk Le's hideous and distorted face because of anger, which frightened the blue-clothed man with fear, thinking that the monk was going to eat him raw.

"Xiao Er, don't panic, we are not evil monks, we are here to stay in the hotel. Wu walked in with the six junior disciples.

The blue-clothed guy turned his head and glanced at him, thinking that this was not the enlightened monk of Lingyin Temple, and this time the guy was not so scared.

The enlightened monk often walks around, the monk cultivates to be profound, except for the demon guard, his heroic color image often appears in the Xiuzhen newspaper, and many people recognize him.

"He is the junior disciple of a poor monk, just because he is in a bad mood and a little angry, you don't have to be afraid. Knowing that, he raised his palms on his chest and opened his mouth without hurrying.

The blue-clothed man was not too scared when the monk came in front, but he felt that the body of the monk who was the first to come in and scare him was indescribably strange.

The blue-clothed guy nodded and smiled at Wu, and said, "Monk Wu, the best room in our store is one or two silver a night, and the second-class private room is eight silver ......."

The enlightened monk was fluttering by the word 'divine monk' by the blue-clothed guy, and was about to speak, but Le put his hand into his monk's robe and touched it for a while, grabbed a handful of silver tickets with a total of about a dozen or so tickets, and threw them to the blue-clothed guy with a flick of his hand.

Monk Lile said, 'Don't look for silver, let's find the guest room by ourselves', and the spiritual sense has already sensed whether there are people in each guest room, and there are a few people, and he slipped directly towards the empty room of the inn.

The man in blue looked at each of the silver tickets, which amounted to at least two thousand taels of silver, and wanted to keep one in his pocket, so that he could set up a shop to do his own business, and he would no longer have to be called by others, and he could marry the little daughter of Bai Mei, who had been admired for a long time in the east of the village.

But thinking that he had to obediently give it to the stingy old owner of the inn to take advantage of him, the man in blue had no choice but to hand back a stack of silver tickets to Monk Wu in exchange for less than a tael of broken silver in the monk's hand.

It's just that the guy in blue is very puzzled, why the monk who came in at the head is so angry.

The eight monks didn't need the waiter of the inn to lead the way, and walked straight to the guest room where they were resting, leaving the blue-clothed man sitting on a bench shaking his head and sighing, as if in a dream.

The man sighed, and suddenly missed tens of thousands of taels of silver, and he had to suffer poverty in this life.

The thin and short man in blue was frightened by Le, and his eyes were shaken by a pile of silver tickets, and his fatigue was gone.

Not long after the monk left, the man in blue heard a shout like a thunderbolt 'Get out', which frightened him into three corpses.

He boiled a pot of hot water, made a cup of tea, and hummed softly to himself while humming the **** green word tune softly, while from time to time using the porcelain lid of the tea cup to scrape aside the tea stalk floating above the pale cyan hot tea, and then take a sip of fragrant tea.

The blue-clothed guy shook Erlang's legs to drink tea and hummed, his eyes rolled, recalling the body of the first monk to come in, there was always an indescribable weirdness.

The blue-clothed guy was very clever, remembering the horrific red scar on Monk Le's neck, and suddenly realized a terrifying thing, the monk's body looked strange, because his head was in the opposite direction.

Thinking of this, the man in blue was terrified, and he shivered and looked left and right, as if there were ghosts lurking in the dark corners of the entire inn.

If you want to leave the hall where you receive guests, the guy doesn't dare, if the old club finds out that he has left his post without permission, it will be light to break his leg.

The quiet night breeze blew in from outside the inn door, blowing the red candle wick candlelight in the shrine and the light and shadow in the hall swaying, which was very scary.

The guy was so frightened that he ran to twist the knob of the Yuan Lingguang lamp clockwise, and the overflowing aura was more, and the Yuan Lingguang gradually brightened, and the glow made the whole hall bright.

The man's heart was a little more steady, but he was still a little scared, so he moved the bench to the wall, sat on the bench himself, and pressed his back tightly against the wall, so that at least there would be no ghosts behind him.

The man in blue looked around with a pair of frightened eyes, and he scared himself so suspiciously.

The seven monks followed behind the junior brother, and saw him flash into a secluded guest room, and was about to enter the door, when Liao Le suddenly turned around, pointed to the senior brother's head, and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

Lile is used to turning around, in fact, his head is in the opposite direction now, and it is more neat not to turn around and point at his senior brother's head.

The shouts of Lile were very loud, and all the sleeping tenants seemed to have a thunderous explosion above their heads, and they all woke up in a cold sweat with fright, and the men who were playing on the whole street were also so frightened that Jing Yuanyang couldn't keep it, and he shivered and vented Yuanyang.

With a loud bang, he slammed the door of the guest room shut, and the force was so strong that it almost broke the sturdy wooden door.

"Enlightenment, you are so powerful, you have reversed the head of the poor monk, and now life is better than death. "Lile gave a message to the enlightened monk outside the door, he didn't dare to shout loudly that his head was reversed.

"Senior brother, don't be angry, senior brother's soul was almost scared at that time, and it was also to save your life, he was in a hurry and didn't notice the direction, you are angry now and blame senior brother, in fact, it should be. Satoru muttered, admitting that he was wrong.

"Enlightenment, at the beginning you pressed the poor monk's head upside down, and the poor monk doesn't blame you. But then the poor monk opened his mouth and couldn't speak, and he was so anxious that he kept glaring, telling you to let go of your hand. Instead of letting go, you added vajra energy to your hand, so that the poor monk's head could not move, and if you struggled hard, the skull would crack and the brain would burst. Because of this, the poor monk did not dare to exert himself, so he had the current situation. ”

Monk Lile's voice became more and more angry, originally the senior brother let go of his hand a little, he just turned his head around, but he wanted to hold his palm tightly, his head couldn't move at all, he could only stare angrily at his eyes and be anxious, until the flesh buds on his neck grew together, and it was too late to regret it.

"Senior brother, when my senior brother saw you struggling to move your head, he thought that you were so angry that he didn't want to live, so he had to add a little strength to his hands, because he was afraid that your head would twist around and be crooked. "I had to explain the truth and dispel the resentment in my brother's heart.

"Senior brother, don't be in a hurry, leave tomorrow morning, rush back to the temple, and ask the abbot to help you straighten your head. Senior Brother Wu saved your life, you should thank him, and you shouldn't hold grudges. Yuan Chuanyin said.

"Hehe, thanks, the poor monk is very grateful. It's not the monk who has the opposite direction of the head, you don't know the suffering, what qualifications do you have. ”

"The poor monk is back to the temple now, if Chen Jiannan is killed by you, can't the poor monk's revenge be avenged in person?"

Lile was carried away by the annoyance, and he didn't say anything about being frightened.

Chen Jiannan's Dao and swordsmanship cultivation are unfathomable, and it is not necessary to find out who killed whom.

The seven monks were just persuading outside the house, and Le was angry in his heart.

Later, the monk stomped his feet angrily, and the whole inn seemed to have a big earthquake, and the whole street was shaking.

"Earthquake, earthquake. "There were many disheveled men and women in the guest rooms, and many people outside opened the doors of the shops and rushed out into the street in panic.