Flower Master in the City Chapter 1939: The ancient temple in deep mountains is convenient for killing people
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Monk Zhuang went away cursingly, leaving Xiao Miyu with a look of embarrassment.
Xiao Xiu'er and Feng Tianling both felt that Monk Zhuang was a bit too rude, and he was unworthy of being a monk. Xia Leng is okay, but he has a weird feeling that activates the NPC. After all, he comes from the earth. He has been influenced by various novels and film and television dramas before. There are a lot of plots that can happen in the ancient temple of the deep mountain, especially the Lan Ruo in the Liao Zhai. Temple is the most there
Name, he has a hunch that something will definitely happen today.
"The sins made the three benefactors frightened." Xiao Sha Miyu came to convict, and explained: "Just now, that person was my Sanshishu Uncle Jingyi, who was also the picket in the temple, and managed the implementation of the rules and regulations. The monks' majesty."
Xiao Xiu'er couldn't help but spit out: "He is full of swear words, vulgar words and deeds, how can he still have the face to care about other people's demeanor?"
The little novice Miyu stopped talking for a moment. This is really not something he can talk about.
"Who is in charge of the food and lodging in your temple, the abbot?" Xia Leng suddenly asked a question and asked casually.
The little novice Yulai hurriedly replied respectfully: "There is a ceremonial seat in the temple, which is the little monk’s second teacher and uncle Dingshan, who is responsible for the kitchen and the kitchen. The abbot is a great monk and does not get involved with such mundane matters. "
Xia Leng had already expected it. Kong Qingsong said just now that he was going to discuss with the abbot today’s food and lodging issues. He was obviously lying. As for what he did, it is estimated that he is the only one
"Little monk, how many are there in your temple." Xiao Xiu'er looked around, "I look at the temple and it doesn't seem to be that big, not as big as the smallest Baiyun Temple in Lanjing."
"Amitabha, our Feilai Temple is just an ordinary small temple, and there are only more than 30 novice monks. How can it be compared with the temples of Lanjing." Little novice Yulai put his hands together and replied cautiously.
When Xiao Xiu'er saw that the little novice monk was always timid when talking, she soon felt boring.
After Xia Leng and the three of them worshipped incense in the Great Hall of the Great Heroes, they followed the little novice rain to the Jingtang, passing a small lake full of white jade lotuses on the way. Unexpectedly, some sentences appeared in Xia Leng's mind, which could not be suppressed: "Above the twists and turns of the lotus leaf, the leaves of the field are visible. The leaves are high in water, like the skirts of a dancing girl in a pavilion. In the middle of the leaves, scattered locations
It is decorated with some white flowers, and it is curvy..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Xia Leng had a headache. He didn't expect that he actually felt the power of "read and recite the full text" in Xianyun Continent.
"My son, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Xiu'er looked at Xia Leng with concern, "Your face looks so bad, it looks like you didn't finish your homework and was caught by the mistress on the spot."
Xia Leng glared at Xiao Xiu'er: "You think too much, and you still have a good look at the road, beware of falling..."
Before the words were finished, Xiao Xiu'er licked her feet and turned her side to her side, and then she leaned towards the small lake.
Xia Leng stretched out his hand subconsciously, and suddenly felt a strange wave of power, which made him chill, and his action was a step late.
So Xiao Xiu'er fell into the lake.
"Ah, help, I can't swim." Xiao Xiu'er struggled in the pool, "Master, save me."
Feng Tianling was anxious, but she couldn't swim either, so she had to look at Xia Leng with help. What surprised her was that Xia Leng stood solemnly, as if she didn't mean to ask Xiao Xiu'er.
"Stop screaming, you are not flooded." Xiao Xiu'er, who was desperately pouring in the water, Xia Lengchong gave a low voice.
Only then did Xiao Xiu'er discover that she didn't know when there was a lotus leaf under her body, and slowly lifted her away from the lake. She couldn't help being startled by this scene: "This..."
"The road is slippery on rainy days and there is no guardrail here, so be careful when you walk."
At this moment, a handsome young monk walked out from the corner, pinched Yin Jue in his hand, and controlled the lotus leaf to put Xiao Xiu'er back to the ground.
Xiao Xiu'er looked at the young monk in a daze, with an idiot look on her face: "So handsome."
"Xiu'er, don't thank the master yet." Xia Leng gave Xiao Xiu'er a look, and reminded in a low voice.
Only then did Xiao Xiu'er come back to her senses, and immediately did a blessing: "Ah, thank you for his life-saving grace."
"The poor monk is not a master, just an ordinary monk." The young monk smiled and waved his hand: "Saving someone is a matter of effort, not worthy of thanks."
Xia Leng saw that the clothes worn by the young monk were not the same as the monks in Feilai Temple, and curiously asked: "Is the master also a monk in the temple?"
"Ah, the poor monk just wandered here and placed orders in the temple." The young monk smiled and shook his head.
Xiao Sha Miyu came here to introduce the monk: "This is the Master Qinglian from Yunzhou who is proficient in the "Qinglian Miaoshu"."
"I'm a mage so young, really amazing." Xiao Xiu'er looked admiring.
Xia Leng pulled the idiot Xiao Xiu'er away, and saluted the young mage: "I have seen Mage Qinglian, in Xia Lengxia, Lanjing people, I would like to thank you for saving me this time. Maid."
"Don't call me a mage, just call me Qinglian." Monk Qinglian obviously didn't dare to receive the title of mage, and then changed the subject: "Mr. Leng, are you here for the rain appreciation meeting?"
"Yes." Xia Leng nodded: "Passing by Mr. Beiyun, he was blocked by heavy rain, so he stayed here temporarily. A friend was afraid that we would be bored, but invited us to the mountain to enjoy the rain." /
Monk Qinglian said with a smile: "The rain at Feilai Temple is indeed beautiful, and there are even more poignant legends to complement it, but it is also unique in flavor and worthy of appreciation."
"Legend?" Xia said coldly: "Do you mean the legend of the Rain Girl?"
"Not bad." Monk Qinglian smiled, "Actually, I am more interested in this legend, and I don't know if I have a chance to see the true face of the legendary Yu Girl."
Xiao Xiu'er said puzzledly: "Isn't Rain Girl a legendary monster?" "It's exciting to see the legend, isn't it?" Monk Qing Lian's tone was somewhat meaningful, and then he whispered. He smiled and said: "I hope you can also see interesting things, the ancient temples in the deep mountains, the white lotus and the green pond, and there are continuous
The heavy rain, nothing happened here was unexpected, but it was also unexpected. Master Leng, you have to do it yourself. "
I left as soon as I finished speaking, leaving the other people inexplicable.
"Master, what does the monk want to say?" Xiao Xiu'er was dumbfounded for a long time before turning to ask Xia Leng.
Xia sneered, and said faintly: "He may be talking about the ancient temple in the deep mountains. It's midnight and the sound of rain makes it convenient for killing."
Xiao Xiu'er said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, son, what you said is too scary, you think Xiao Ling'er was scared by you."
"No, I just feel a bit cold." Feng Tianling shook her head and denied, "Don't you feel that way?"
Xiao Xiu'er said disapprovingly: "This is a mountain, it is raining again, and it is normal to be colder."
Not long after, Kong Qingsong found Xia Leng and the others, and when he found that one person was missing, he was dazed for a second or two, but disappeared instantly. "Board and lodging have been arranged, Lord Leng, now you can go to your wing to rest. When it comes to late fast, naturally some monks will call you. The rain appreciation meeting will start at the end of the sea. Please also ask Lord Leng not to be late." Kong Qingsong let his book
Tong passed Xia Leng and the others two number plates, with the number of the wing engraved on it, and the key hanging below.
In this way, the temple is almost the same as the inn under the mountain. Xia Leng punched Qingsong and thanked him, and then gave the number plate to Xiao Xiu'er for safekeeping.
"You are welcome." Kong Qingsong was still so polite, "You are the guests of Yuxianju, that is, Kong's friends."
"There are so many friends of Master Confucius." Xia Leng teased unsaltly.
Master Confucius smiled and replied: "Life is difficult and the world is sinister. One more friend will make one more way, what do you think?"
"That's true." Xia Leng nodded, "Then I'm glad to have met this friend of Master Kong."
The two chatted together again, and then each stopped.
Xia Leng took Xiao Xiu'er and Feng Tianling, and continued to wander around Feilai Temple as the little novice rain came.
Kong Qingsong turned back to his residence, and as soon as he took his seat, he said coldly: "Where did one of them go?"
An afterimage suddenly appeared in the room, and he whispered: "The man went to explore the surrounding terrain of Feilai Temple."
Hearing this, Kong Qingsong frowned and muttered to himself: "Is that cold surname already aware of something?"
"I don't think it's possible." The afterimage shook his head. "The son's plan is beyond doubt. Even if they are really aware, the moment they step into Feilai Temple, their fate is already doomed. "
"I don't want you to think, I want me to think!" Kong Qingsong yelled angrily: "This is the key to this young man stepping into the realm of cultivating immortals in one fell swoop. The Jedi can't make any mistakes. Otherwise, don't do it. ."
The afterimage was only a promise, and quickly said: "I will strengthen my guard to ensure that there will be no mistakes."
"Also, where did the idiot of Lord Baiyu reach?" Kong Qingsong asked again.
The afterimage replied: "I will be in the county tonight."
"Very good." Kong Qingsong nodded, "Before the time, you arranged for Young Master Bai Yu to fight the cold-faced little evil monarch first. When they lose both sides, it is the best time for this Young Master to appear."
"Yes." The afterimage nodded in agreement.
When the afterimages dissipated, Kong Qingsong suddenly took out an ancient loan book from his arms, which read "Extreme Rain and Longevity Secret Art", and the footer was stamped by the mysterious immortal gate. "Longevity, longevity, I, Kong Qingsong, will finally step into the realm of cultivating immortals before the other three." Kong Qingsong greedily explored this ancient loan, muttering to himself: "As long as I can live forever, sacrifice some Things are worth it. To grow up for me
Death by planning, I think you will also think that death is honorable. "
The night came quickly. Xia Leng and the others had already visited most of the Feilai Temple. When they were a little hungry, a monk came over and told them to eat the evening fast. As soon as he entered the hall, Xia Leng felt something wrong, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.