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Maybe it was because the quarrel was louder, and a group of women suddenly laughed outside the door, saying, "Why is my sister suddenly annoyed, there must be a problem." ”

The girl panicked and said, "Hurry up and hide!"

Liu Mi stood up and was about to jump out of the window to escape, but the girl grabbed him and asked him to hide behind the curtain, "You grab the curtain and hang it in the air." ”

Liu Mi did so, but these friends of the girl were as careful as silk, they looked up at the beams of the house, looked down at the bottom of the bed, and searched inch by inch.

Alas, these women who dug three feet into the ground, Liu Mi had no choice but to be searched out by them.

A group of women joked around Liu Mi, Yingying Yanyan, and touched the girl's belly, and laughed at the girl and said: "The baby in the belly is so big, you listen, it's still singing."

"Oh no, I'm grunting with hunger, okay?" the girl sat in the middle of them, holding her hands and her face shy.

The women suddenly lost the strength to laugh.

These women still attach great importance to the rules, and know that the girl has gone through the rain and dew, so they want to make her a bride.

They took the hairpin earrings, and the girl was shy and did not speak, and left them at their mercy, and after a while her hair was coiled.

After the head of the pan, a female companion clapped her hands and said, "Sisters and sisters, the honeymoon is short, it's not good for us to stay here for a long time, I'm afraid some people are unhappy." ”

"Oops, our stomachs are growling, too. They laughed and left.

Liu Mi looked at the girl again, her hair was jet black, and now it was coiled into a cloud-like bun, towering high, and her high-necked clothes wrapped around her white jade-like neck, like a dragon girl.

Liu Mi couldn't help but stretch out his hand, and the two gradually got together, the smell of orchid musk was refreshing, unconsciously intertwined like a swan, immersed behind the light gauze tent.

Alas, it's really a hero who is sad to pass the beauty pass.

At the beginning of the rain, in the middle of the night, I heard the sound of sonorous heavy boots walking outside, and the sound of iron ropes rattling on the ground.

Immediately there was a loud commotion, and girls complained about the noise.

The girl sat up in shock, slapped Liu Mi hard, woke him up, and the two looked out of the window together.

I saw a warrior in golden armor, wearing golden armor, with a face as black as ink, holding a mallet in his hand, carrying chains, and many disheveled and disheveled women surrounded him, muttering and complaining.

After a while, the women sobered up a little and stood crookedly in two factions.

Huang Jinjia said, "Everyone is here?"

The women said weakly: "It's all here." ”

The golden armor counted with his eyes, and there were enough people.

However, the golden armor said, "Is there anyone outside the divine realm hidden here, if so, you should hand him over immediately." Otherwise, you're asking for your own trouble!"

All the women roared together magnificently: "No~ Yes!

"Hmph, is there any, you have to search to know!" "Golden Armor turned around and patrolled fiercely like a falcon, as if he was going to search next to him.

"Hmph!" the girl snorted, but she frowned, as if she was afraid.

The girl with an ugly face hurriedly got up and dressed, and said to Liu Mi, "Hurry up and hide under the bed." ”

She held her coat and shoes, reached out and opened a small door in the wall, and disappeared.

Liu Mi paid for himself to be able to fight out, but he was afraid of affecting these women, so he still hid under the bed with his clothes.

The bed is clean and dust-free, and there are no insects and spiders, which is bearable.

Soon he heard the leather boots of the golden armor stomp into the room, and went out again a moment later.

After a while, it was quiet outside, and the women complained and drifted away.

But there were always people walking around the door, talking, talking, talking, talking

Liu Mi stayed for a while, the room was too quiet and made him start to have tinnitus, and the lack of salt in his body made his eyes seem to be about to burst into flames.

After a while, Liu Mi was in a trance, "Where did I come from?"

Suddenly, Liu Mi heard a knock on the door outside, booming like thunder, and a loud voice shouted: "Come to dinner!"

Liu Mi was shocked, and suddenly flew lightly, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in the cramped small broken temple.

"Ah!" Liu Mi calmed down, and found that he had stood in front of the mural for a long time, and his legs were a little wooden.

It turned out to be a hallucination, however, looking at the wall again, the girl with electric eyes in the mural had her hair coiled up, like a dragon girl.

"Don't look at it, the yellow rice is cooked, come and eat. The old monk smiled wickedly, took out a rice bowl from the salute, and gave Liu Mi a bowl of yellow rice.

The old monk himself ate in a pot.

There is no vegetable and salt, Liu Mi chews yellow rice, and the taste is the same as chewing wax.

"Old monk, what's going on?" Liu Mi came back to his senses, and it was rumored that Monk Zhigong was the incarnation of Cihang Dao.

The monk Zhigong once made a twelve-hour ode and regarded himself as the Buddha.

The girl in the mural advances and retreats freely, and dares to speak wildly about the Buddha, she ......

Liu Mi looked at the old monk and wanted him to solve his doubts.

The old monk shook his head and said, "You like girls, you can't move your legs when you see it." ”

Liu Mi felt tightness in his chest, everything was just a dream?

Why are dreams so real?

Why her temples have changed, and her smile has become kind.

Why do I see reluctance and expectation in her eyes?

Liu Mi couldn't eat it until he was halfway through it.

However, the old monk earnestly persuaded him to eat, and Liu Mi simply hid the remaining half bowl of yellow rice in his sleeve and pretended to eat it.

After the meal, the old monk did not wash the pot, ran to the corner and lay down, and slept on his shoulder.

Liu Mi left a tael of silver and turned to leave.

Walking out of the monastery, the fog outside has not cleared, but there is a road leading down the mountain.

Liu Mi went down the mountain along the road, and after walking for a while, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he turned back, but there was nothing in the same place, how could there be any temple.

"No, this matter means something!" Liu Mi returned to the inn, fell asleep from exhaustion, and slept until seven or eight o'clock in the evening, but suddenly woke up.

Liu Mi got up and touched his sleeve, and the half bowl of yellow rice was still there.

The owner of the inn had a bad waist, and when he smelled the fragrance of yellow rice on Liu Mi's body, he suddenly became greedy to eat, "I don't charge you for the room!"

Liu Mi took out the yellow rice and gave half of it to the store.

After eating, the store suddenly straightened up and said in surprise: "My waist doesn't hurt anymore!"

Liu Mi was shocked in his heart, is there really a fairy?

Many vague memories resurfaced, and Liu Mi realized that the memory of Lao Tzu being a goblin in Shushan was true, not a dream.

"I'm real, the tiger spirit is real, the tiger teacher is real, the fox old man is real, and there are really immortals in the broken temple. ”

Liu Mi patted his forehead and had to admit that his worldview had been reversed again.

"Whether the old monk in the broken temple in the mountains is a god, a martial arts master, or a people's wish, since it exists, I can't deny it!" Liu Mi thought in his heart, what is the manifestation of the immortals?

Strange phenomena cannot exist for no reason, there must be some kind of will behind the push, and they will appear.

Liu Mi couldn't be sure that what he saw was an immortal, but he couldn't be sure that it was false!

Gu Confucianism is pragmatic and pays attention to evidence.

The evidence is not sufficient at the moment, so continue the investigation.

Whether it is a god or a ghost, there is nothing to hide in the face of meticulous investigation!

It seems that I have to go to Wuling Mountain again to see if there is anything strange on the mountain.