Chapter 970: The xiǎo monk of Dalin Temple

Meng Daleng, Qi said: "What is this Dalin Temple, what is the other Dalin Temple? Why do I get more confused the more I listen?"

Zhang Xiǎohuā smiled and said mysteriously: "You come with me"

As he spoke, Zhang Xiǎohuā was holding the hand of the dream, and the two of them led the horses, walked through the temple mén entrance of the Dalin Temple, and walked along the mountain road up the mountain to the back mountain.

Behind the mountain is a dense forest, from time to time there are chirping birds, the two walk in it, a sense of tranquility fills the xiōng arms, the dream looks at Zhang xiǎohuā sideways, Zhang xiǎohuā is also the same mind at this time, it is looking at her with a smile, the dream purses his lips and smiles, and puts his head on Zhang xiǎohuā's not very broad shoulder, Zhang xiǎohuā reaches out and wraps his hand around the waist of the dream, and the two of them snuggle up to the xiǎo road walking in this mountain.

The warm time is always short, just when Zhang xiǎohuā and Dream hope that this xiǎo path will go on forever, it is to come to the place of a mountain spring, "Are you thirsty?" Zhang Xiǎohuā asked softly in Meng's ear.

"Don't be thirsty, don't talk, I just want to hear your heartbeat"

Zhang xiǎohuā smiled, but, before he finished laughing, his eyebrows were raised, and he raised his eyes to look at the mountain road in the distance, and the dream book was slightly closed, but when Zhang xiǎohuā raised her eyes, her eyes also opened, and at the end of the mountain road in the distance, but in a moment, a team of bald-headed monks ran over, looking at the age of only a teenager.

This group of monks is strange, the feet are performing the common light skills on the rivers and lakes, but when they perform, their arms are open, and each of them also carries a huge bucket of about the same height as them, and the bottom of the bucket is different from usual, it is all pointed.

Those monks came at Zhang Xiǎohuā and them, but they didn't squint, didn't look at them, and walked straight to the mountain spring, each of them threw the bucket in their hand into the mountain spring, filled with two buckets of water, and then just like when they came, stretched out their arms, and grabbed the two buckets in their hands.

"This ......" Zhang xiǎohuā and the dream saw this, and he was shocked, the bucket was quite large, and he was afraid that there would be hundreds of catties? These xiǎo monks were only in their teens, and they also took the bucket at shoulder level, where could they do it without hundreds of catties of strength?

Zhang xiǎohuā and Meng glanced at each other, both were surprised, these monks were the disciples of the lowest generation of Dalin Temple at a glance, this carrying water must also be their daily homework, as the saying goes: "peep at the leopard in the tube", just look at the skills of the xiǎo monks, you can know how strong the famous Dalin Temple is

"Xiǎo Master, is Dalin Temple in front?" Yume hurriedly asked Zuihou a Xiǎo monk.

How do you know that the xiǎo monk only squinted at it, and ignored it, carrying the bucket in both hands and turning straight away, "This xiǎo monk, really ignorant" Dream said softly.

The xiǎo monk seemed to hear it, and xiǎo's ears moved slightly, but at this moment, maybe it was because of distraction, or maybe it was because the edge of the mountain spring was slippery, and the whole xiǎo monk slipped under his feet, and the whole xiǎo body fell into the mountain spring.

However, even so, the two hands of the monk Xiǎo still held the two buckets tightly, and it was exactly like this, the two buckets weighed hundreds of catties, and for a while, the monk could not adjust his balance, that is, he fell into the mountain spring, and at this time, it was too late to let go.

"Ouch~" Seeing that the xiǎo monk was about to fall into the water, he screamed unconsciously, his body moved slightly, and he was about to save him, but before she could scream and fall to the ground, he saw Zhang xiǎohuā's familiar figure, like a wisp of light smoke that floated towards the xiǎo monk, and the xiǎo monk didn't realize it, one hand grabbed the back of his neck, and pulled him up from the top of the mountain spring out of thin air, and then his body fluttered again, falling to the mountain road, the monk and the two buckets in the monk's hand, just like a feather máo

Zhang xiǎohuā's shot was very fast, and the xiǎo monks in front of him heard the exclamation of the dream, and when they turned around, Zhang xiǎohuā had already landed with the xiǎo monk, and the xiǎo monk was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he wanted to put his hands together to thank him, and looked at the buckets in his two hands and nodded apologetically at Zhang xiǎohuā, and then looked at the xiǎo monks in front of him, picked the corner of the eyebrow of his right eye, and then didn't speak, got up and chased after the xiǎo monk in front。

"Why don't you say thank you to this monk?" Meng said dissatisfiedly: "Although it's not a life-saving grace, it doesn't make him a soup **"

Zhang xiǎohuā knew that the dream was still a little alert to this Dalin Temple, so he complained and smiled unconsciously: "Don't you see that these xiǎo monks are all silent, even if the xiǎo monks fall into the water quickly, they don't speak, and then look at the buckets are all pointed bottoms, it seems that they won't stop." Hehe, didn't you see that xiǎo monk squeezing his eyebrows just now, doesn't that mean just let us follow?"

"Oh, that's right. Meng pursed his lips and smiled, and then, he smashed his mouth again, and said: "Xiǎohuā, hehe, your light skills are indeed not good, they are far worse than Senior Sister Chen Chen, you will have to work hard to cultivate internal skills in the future." Alas, the rivers and lakes are so sinister, I still have to rely on you to protect them."

"Huh?" Zhang Xiǎohuā was stunned for a moment, and explained very wrongfully: "Dream, then who am I not able to compare, why should I compare with Senior Sister Chen......? How can I compare myself to her?"

"Hey, that'...... Then compare with Senior Sister Kong, compare with Swift?"

Zhang Xiǎohuā was speechless, so he had to pat himself in his arms and said: "I know, that's all an example for me to pat the horse chase, the sect leader has already given me the inner strength of the heart method, wait for me to practice, and then I will talk to you about the peerless light skill of preaching incense."

"Shh~" Dream stretched out a finger and put it on Zhang Xiǎohuā's mouth, blocking what he was about to say, and said with a smile: "But don't ask me for advice, my light skills are not as good as yours, if you learn from me, you don't know how to be harmed by me." Then he looked at the xiǎo monks who were gradually moving away, rolled his eyes, and said, "Why don't you learn from this group of xiǎo monks?"

Zhang Xiǎohuā pinched his chin and said: "It makes sense, the light skills of the incense sect are twisted and pinched, and at first glance it is practiced by the nv, or learn from this Dalin Temple, there is always some strong yang energy."

"Phew" Meng took a sip: "If that's the case, you can't be chased and killed by Senior Sister Chen for thousands of miles?"

Then, he looked at the front and said with a smile: "Let's go, don't talk about it, if you don't leave, those group of xiǎo monks will go away"

Zhang xiǎohuā looked at the dream and smiled sweetly, and the two of them walked quickly just to chase after the group of xiǎo monks.

Although the xiǎo monk is young, he walks fast, and at first glance he often cultivates here, and when Zhang xiǎohuā walked through a mountain pass, there were three forks in the road, and the three roads were exactly the same, and there was no difference, and the group of xiǎo monks had long since disappeared, "xiǎohuā, you see" Dream first frowned, and then said with a smile on the middle road: "You are not helping people in vain, you can receive a reward in just a moment."

When Zhang Xiǎohuā looked closely, sure enough, there were some slight water stains left on the side of the road.

"Hehe, this xiǎo monk is interesting. Zhang Xiǎohuāmō snorted and said, "I didn't ask what we came to Dalin Temple for, so I pointed out the way."

"Hehe, what are you doing, what do you like, do you think that people in Dalin Temple will be afraid of you? Don't feel too good," Meng sneered.

"That's right," Zhang xiǎohuā nodded: "The sect leader asked me to be a Dharma protector disciple, but he didn't ask me about my original mén sect at all, isn't that exactly the case?"

"Okay, let's go" Yumeichi pulled Xiǎohuā's hand, and the two of them just walked the middle way.

Although there is a horse to ride, Dream still likes to hold his lover's hand like this, step by step, as if only in this way can he be sure

It was another bag of cigarettes, the mountain road gradually smoothed out, gradually opened, and there was a whole piece of bluestone slab paving, on the mountain wall not far from the left, a smooth platform was chiseled, and there was a triangular xiǎo pavilion on the platform, at this time there was a tall monk, with a shiny head on his head, holding a crescent shovel, standing on it.

When the monk heard the sound of horses' hooves, he saw Zhang xiǎohuā and the two again, and he didn't feel a slight frown, and he didn't come down, and shouted loudly: "The two donors who travel in the mountains and rivers are in front of the Buddha mén forbidden land, and they can't go forward, so please go somewhere else to play."

When Zhang Xiǎohuā heard this, he also shouted: "This master, I would like to ask below, is this the location of the famous Dalin Temple on the rivers and lakes?"

"Huh?" When the monk heard this, he was immediately alert, and he jumped down from the platform, his body fell on the stone wall, and the light skill of chasing the cicada in eight steps came to Zhang Xiǎohuā.

"Two donors, why are you asking about Dalin Temple?

Zhang Xiǎohuā was stunned for a moment, and said strangely: "If you want to be famous, why do you come to Dalin Temple?"

"Hehe, xiǎo donor, Ming people don't say dark words, no one knows on the rivers and lakes, my Dalin Temple is the most compassionate, everyone who comes to Dalin Temple to challenge, they all greet each other with a good face, and they don't hurt. If you are lucky enough to defeat one, you can say that you have defeated the monks of Dalin Temple when you return to the rivers and lakes, and the reputation will not spread? If you are defeated, it doesn't matter, as soon as you eat fast, wipe your mouth and go back, and come back in two days."

Zhang Xiǎohuā suddenly smiled and said: "This great monk has misunderstood, I am not the person you said......"

"I didn't say it, then why are you here here? This is not for ordinary people to come" The great monk didn't wait for Zhang Xiǎohuā to finish speaking, and just said.

Zhang xiǎohuā smiled bitterly, pointed to the dream, and said, "That...... Great monk, don't you know where we come from?"

"What's so unusual about dressing up like this?" the great monk waved his hand when he heard this: "The poor monk has been patrolling here for several years, and every day there are NVs who come here dressed as disciples of the Chuan Xiang Sect, but which one is real?

"Ah???" Don't talk about Zhang xiǎohuā, even the dream is also shocked, they never thought that someone would pretend to be a disciple of the incense sect

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