"Miss, it's this." A follower said respectfully to Tang Pengxiu.

Tang Pengxiu nodded, and she looked up at the solemn and peaceful ancient temple. Four golden characters were printed on the vermilion card: Temple of Coffee.

Listening to the breeze blowing the bells in front of the eaves of the temple, the Indra Arhats on both sides glared in anger, quietly staring at the well-being men and women who came to stay.

Suddenly, Tang Pengxiu felt something was vaguely in her heart. She saw that the gold in front of the Cang Temple was slightly dark, and there were spider silk knots on the corner of the Arhat Stone Statue. She and her maid entourage came here but no monk came forward to greet her.

Tang Pengxiu is a Buddhist. In the past, she often stayed in permanent temples when she traveled. She offered her a vegetarian offering, and then ate incense and worshipped the Buddha. After raising incense and worshiping the Buddha, she was in the temple to serve tea and prepared a room for her to spend the night. Ordinary temples were widely used by devout believers to give incense, oil, burn incense and tribute, and did not neglect the visitors at all, but why did this clay pot temple seem a bit dilapidated?

"Damn Tan Yue, are you here to burn incense and worship Buddha?" While Tang Pengxiu was hesitating, a Taoist suddenly walked out of the temple gate and bowed to Tang Pengxiu and said.

Tang Pengxiu saw that the Taoist man was wearing a soap scarf on his head, wearing a cloth shirt, a colorful belt on his waist, and a numb shoes on his feet. He looked at his eyes, nose and nose, and looked respectful and thoughtful, but she felt a little doubtful again: Although there are Taoist Taoists in ordinary temples, they refer to the general term for people who work miscellaneously in temples and Taoist temples. How could this man dressed in a Taoist priest, but why did he be in the earthen jar temple where he converted to Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha?

"This Taoist priest, is this a temple or a temple?" Tang Pengxiu smiled and asked, "If it is a temple, then why is the monk who entertains the pilgrims a Taoist again?"

The Taoist replied, "Although I practice Huang Lao's art, I am also a good friend to the host of the Wall Can Temple. This young lady doesn't know anything. The host of the Wall Can Temple has just taken office. It turns out that some monks here have violated the precepts and the elders are not allowed to make an appointment, so the temple is abandoned for a while. My host friend is here and is about to organize the mountain gate and build the palace. I will help my friend with help."

"So that's it. I said that in such a huge temple, there are no ones who clean up the pilgrims." Tang Pengxiu nodded and said, but even though he saw that the Taoist spoke politely and concisely, he still felt indescribable strangeness in his heart.

However, if you don’t have a village or a shop here, if you leave here, you may have to spend the night in the wilderness tonight. After thinking about it, Tang Pengxiu was unable to do so, so he said to the Taoist: "Master, we want to go to Tokyo Bianliang to pass through the Guizhou Temple. The little woman sincerely goes to the Buddha, so she came to offer her vegetarian food and burn incense and asked for a night of stay."

After hearing this, the Taoist said, "Tan Yue is interested, please follow me."

Under the guidance of the Taoist, Tang Pengxiu took his maid and his entourage into the Wall Can Temple, but she did not notice that while she and the accompanying men and women looked around, the Taoist man secretly looked at her and the graceful figures for a long time, and a grinning smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"You guys who are conscious of the birds will obediently listen to the Buddha's mercy. The Buddha can still reward you with food. Otherwise, these two people will end up with you!!"

Under a green locust tree on the back mountain of Waguan Temple, a fat monk was seen waiting with his eyes, holding a simple knife, pointing at two monks covered in blood and being beaten to death, and threatening to the silent monks.

The fat monk Sheng's eyebrows were like a paint brush, his face was like ink, his body was covered in a wide body, and his black belly was exposed under his chest. He was Cui Daocheng, a pig iron Buddha. Although he was ordained as a monk, he had no intention of reciting scriptures and worshiping Buddha. He was the monk because he had been a lawsuit for his life. When Cui Daocheng was exiled to the world, he met Xiaoyi, Feitian Yasha Qiu, who was in a similar situation to him.

The two colluded and engaged in a rapport. When they passed the Wall Temple, the temple was vast and there were many monks. The permanent hosts were old. The elders, stewards, temples, and other officials in the temple were all honest and cowardly. Cui Daocheng and Qiu Xiaoyi became evil and drove out the Wall Temple to hosts, and threatened the remaining monks to serve and respect them.

At this time, there were still some young monks in the Waguan Temple who escaped from the temple because they could not bear the evil deeds of Cui Daocheng and Qiu Xiaoyi. Today, two of them were caught and beaten by Cui Daocheng, and killed the chicken to warn the monkey in front of the remaining monks. Cui Daocheng was scolding, but saw Qiu Xiaoyi hurried over and said to him happily: "Good! Good luck!"

Cui Daocheng frowned and asked, "What does Brother Qiu mean? What's the good fortune?"

Qiu Xiaoyi smiled sinisterly and said, "A man and woman who are unhooked came to join the temple. I have been deceived into the temple room. The little lady is a sweet and fragrant and delicate girl. I have never played with such a beauty. I didn't expect that this cooked duck will fly into my mouth!"

Cui Daocheng must have immediately gotten interested: "Oh!? How many people are walking with that little lady? Are there any training children?"

Qiu Xiaoyi said: "There are two women and four men. The two girls are quite pretty. The four men who accompany him don't seem to be practicing Wuhan."

Cui Daocheng smiled grimly, and was about to see Park Dao. Qiu Xiaoyi hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't be so anxious! After all, there are many people. If one or two people leave, they are not a joke! Since that little lady came to the door to burn incense and worship Buddha, are you still afraid that she will run away?"

After hearing Qiu Xiaoyi say this, Cui Daocheng thought about it and said, "I still have some incense and sweating pills that make them faint and numb. Are you worried that they will not do whatever they want to do to you and me?"

Qiu Xiaoyi sneered and said, "This is a good way! But looking at the man and woman who don't know how to drink, they just use the sweating medicine, and they also need to use the sandalwood mixed with incense to be useful. But I have to say it first, and I will taste the first taste of the little lady's body!"

"If you are really a rare beauty, who will have something to do first and then?" Cui Daocheng said with a grim laugh. After saying that, he looked at the monks in the Cang Temple. He glared at him and shouted angrily: "Did you hear it clearly? If you want to do a show, you have to make a complete set. Don't you get out a few birds to chant scriptures and chant. Whoever dares to leak a whim in front of that little lady, don't blame the Buddha for my white knife and the red knife!"...

The blue smoke from sandalwood radiates from the Buddhist hall of the main hall of the Waguan Temple slowly rises, forming several straight vertical lines. Five monks burn incense and sit upright, reciting the Great Compassion Dharani Sutra. Then they see the solemn appearance of the Buddha's golden body and solemn treasure in front of them. But under the swaying lights, the entire Buddhist hall exudes a strange atmosphere.

Tang Pengxiu knelt on the cushion and put his hands together, and although she was praying devoutly, she felt suspicious again after seeing the presidency of the Cang Temple.

Although the host tried his best to look like a monk, his fierce and ferocious look was like a robber who was robbed and his conversation was not like an ordinary temple host spoke Zen verses, but instead he was vulgar and tight.

The old monks who recited the scriptures also looked strange. Not only did they dare not look at Tang Pengxiu and others, they seemed to be more afraid of intersecting with their host. Although the Buddhist scriptures were not bad, they could see their faces and their tone of voices.

There was strangeness everywhere here... It seemed that it was impossible to live in. Tang Pengxiu thought secretly. Even if it was a journey at night, he heard from his entourage that there were no robbers who gathered in the mountains and forests to rob the house. It was better to suffer from the fatigue of the whole night than to be suspicious in the Wall Can Temple.

Qiu Xiaoyi held his arms and leaned against a pillar outside the Buddhist temple, looking at the movements in the Buddhist temple coldly. Gradually, the fragrance of sandalwood spread over the entire Buddhist temple, and the sound of several old monks reciting scriptures became smaller and smaller. The maids and followers who accompanied Tang Pengxiu also gradually became blurred.

A stream of sandalwood came into Tang Pengxiu's nose. She suddenly felt a trance, and then she was shocked. This sandalwood was wrong! How could it smell like a fragrant aroma of scented aroma and aconite!?

Tang Pengxiu stood up suddenly, but staggered a few steps before falling to the ground. When the maid and his entourage saw it, they wanted to come up to help, but they all fell to the ground with heavy heads and tilted.

Tang Pengxiu struggled to stand up again, regardless of the blur in front of her eyes. As soon as she groped out of the Buddhist temple, she suddenly felt that she was being hugged in the waist. Qiu Xiaoyi smiled and said to Tang Pengxiu, "Miss, you have not finished worshiping this Buddha yet, where are you going?"

The weak struggle made Qiu Xiaoyi even more excited. Tang Pengxiu blushed and said, "Who are you... who are you? You actually harmed people with incense..."

Qiu Xiaoyi held Tang Pengxiu on his shoulder and laughed: "I didn't expect that you, a little lady, would have some skills and could see through our methods! It's so good. If you don't react, it will be less fun. Since you are awake, you will ask you to see the great things of Taoist master!"

"That bad guy... let my lady go..." A follower of Tang Pengxiu also took out the Buddhist temple in one step and three steps. At this time, a black shadow suddenly flashed, Cui Daocheng had a ferocious face, waved his hand and chopped the follower up with a Park knife, and cursed with a laugh and said, "This bird! He dares to show off his strength after being caught in the Buddha's Tao! But isn't he looking for death?"

Qiu Xiaoyi laughed and said, "If you have time, senior brother Daocheng will keep the door for me. If you can't wait, just find the two maids to have fun."

Cui Daocheng spat and scolded, "Get out of your mother's egg! You hang the best mutton in your mouth, but you ask Lord Buddha to take it as a second. What's the reason? When you keep incense for you, I will change Lord Buddha to enjoy this little lady!"

"Where is a stick of incense enough?" Qiu Xiaoyi smiled and carried Tang Pengxiu straight into the wing room. Tang Pengxiu was thrown hard on the bed by Qiu Xiaoyi. Her big red silk skirt was rudely pulled away by Qiu Xiaoyi, revealing her close-fitting pink plaster. Seeing that Tang Pengxiu was so exquisite and stylish, it was even more visible. Qiu Xiaoyi looked straight and he rushed over and wanted to untie Tang Pengxiu's skirt.

Tang Pengxiu used her last touch of strength to struggle desperately. Qiu Xiaoyi was so angry that she was furious that she hit Tang Pengxiu's lower abdomen. Tang Pengxiu screamed and felt that her internal organs seemed to be about to disperse. Tears of humiliation slid down from her face. Qiu Xiaoyi felt that his beastly heart was even more aroused when he saw it, and a pair of demon claws stretched out again...

Cui Daocheng listened to the movements inside the room outside the room, and said in a silly manner: "Miss, don't worry, little lady, that Taoist is not helpful, I will love you even if the Buddha is here! Hahaha!"

As he was talking, suddenly the sound of the wind broke out suddenly, and a sharp arrow suddenly attacked in the dark! Cui Daocheng's heart was shocked. He subconsciously dodged and felt a sudden pain. He touched it and saw blood all over his hands. It turned out that half of his ear had been shot through by the arrow!

"Which donkey bird dares to plot against the Buddha?" Cui Daocheng roared angrily. He cursed himself, but saw that two people were rushing into the Cang Temple. One of them held two swords with his face full of evil spirits, and the other was full of heroic posture, holding a thin golden magpies in his hand.
Chapter completed!