The two teleported for a while and soon arrived at Feilai Peak. Because the Twenty-Four Filial Piety is a series of tasks, Ouyang Lei and Ma Xiaoxiao first came to Lingyin Temple on Feilai Peak to enlighten Daoji first and then complete it.
That serial mission of twenty-four filial piety.
The temple gate of Lingyin Temple is very big and grand. At first glance, it is a good place where incense is very popular. There are many people who come here to offer incense, including men, women, and half-men...
The two people followed the task instructions and quickly arrived at the main hall of Lingyin Temple. However, just as they reached the entrance of the main hall, they were stopped by a monk sweeping the floor at the door.
"Two benefactors, inside is the main hall of my Lingyin Temple. Outsiders are not allowed to enter."
Ouyang Lei immediately took two steps back, as if Bruce Lee was about to beat up a passerby.
Ma Xiaoxiao looked Ouyang Lei up and down, and then said, "What are you doing? Ultraman transformation?"
"Xiaoxiao, don't you know? The sweeping monk is very capable in combat."
"You're so stupid. I'm the sweeping monk of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. This monk looks like a cleaning staff. Look at your appearance." With that said, Ma Xiaoxiao walked up to the sweeping monk, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and then
Bow down and bow.
"Little master, I wonder where you have been sweeping the floor?"
The sweeping monk was stunned. He had met many guests who came to offer incense, but no one had ever asked him such a question.
"Oh... well... I used to clean the toilets. Recently, the wife of the guy who was sweeping the floors in the temple got pregnant. He went home to take care of his wife, so I came here to sweep the floors."
"The monk's wife is pregnant?" Ma Xiaoxiao screamed.
Ouyang Lei was also stunned and said: "A monk's wife can actually get pregnant?"
Ma Xiaoxiao turned around and glared at Ouyang Lei and said, "That's not the point. The point is, how can a monk have a wife?"
The sweeping monk smiled slightly, clasped his hands in front of his chest and said: "Amitabha, this is not the point. The point is that he has been a monk in Lingyin Temple for three years and has never gone out in these three years. Whose child is his wife carrying?"
pregnant?"
Ouyang Lei and Ma Xiaoxiao looked at each other and felt deeply at the same time that they were indeed sweeping monks, but their ideological consciousness was different.
Ouyang Lei came over and said to the sweeping monk: "Master, I came here today specifically to find a master named Daoji. I don't know if there is such a person in Lingyin Temple."
The sweeping monk said: "You are looking for Daoji. He is a wandering monk. He just came to our Lingyin Temple today and is inside now. It's just that we can't let you in casually in the main hall."
Ouyang Lei immediately said with a serious face: "You don't know this, little master. This matter was entrusted to me by Daoji's wife in a dream and told me to find him."
The sweeping monk was stunned: "Amitabha, is Daoji's wife also pregnant?"
Ouyang Lei chuckled, and then his expression suddenly became very serious and said: "Not only that, her wife has been pregnant for three years, and she has been refusing to have a baby just to wait for Daoji to come back."
The sweeping monk whispered: "I have been a monk since I was a child, and I have never understood anything about marrying a wife and having children, but I have always heard that such a thing requires a man and a woman. It turns out to be true. No wonder the monk went home.
.It turns out that there must be two people when giving birth. Alas...the way of life is indeed mysterious and mysterious."
"Then, little master, can we go in?"
"Of course, of course, this matter of human life is at stake. Donor, hurry in."
Neither Ouyang Lei nor Ma Xiaoxiao expected that the sweeping monk's IQ was so low.
But his low IQ is not a bad thing for him.
As soon as Ouyang Lei and Ma Xiaoxiao entered the main hall, they saw an old monk staring at them. At the same time, Ouyang Lei noticed a monk lying under the old monk's feet.
The old monk laughed when he saw Ouyang Lei coming in. He pointed at Ouyang Lei and said, "You are like a stand-alone god. I have been waiting for you for a long time. Come here and help."
As soon as Ouyang Lei heard this, he knew that this should be his mission. He had just arrived here, and Monk Daoji happened to be here as well. It was destined that this mission must be completed well with his presence.
So Ouyang Lei walked over and asked: "Master, what's the matter?"
The old monk smiled slightly and said: "Why don't you come and help quickly..."
Then he started punching and kicking the monk on the ground.
"This is..." Ouyang Lei was a little confused. As soon as he entered the main hall of Lingyin Temple, the old monk called him over and beat the young monk violently. Is this a temple or a taekwondo hall?
However, seeing the old monk beating people so hard, Ouyang Lei has always been a person who respects the old, loves the young and is willing to help others, so in order to help the old man and express his love for the older generation, Ouyang Lei used an alchemist to
The pharmacist's frail body launched a brutal attack on the monk lying on the ground.
Ma Xiaoxiao came over and pulled Ouyang Lei's clothes. Ouyang Lei used the seventy-two silkworm legs he created on the bed when he was a child, and asked: "Xiaoxiao, what's going on?"
"Did your mission ask you to find a monk named Daoji?"
Ouyang Lei nodded, then turned around magnificently and continued to beat the monk who fell to the ground.
Ma Xiaoxiao looked embarrassed and said sternly: "Idiot, look at the name of this guy who was beaten into a pig's head on the ground."
After Ma Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Ouyang Lei was stunned, and then he looked at the name of the monk lying on the ground, "Holy crap! No, he is 'Daoji'?"
The monk who had been beaten on the ground raised his head. His left eye could no longer be opened. He barely raised his right eyelid and said, "Five, nine, four, one, seven, eight..."
Ouyang Lei was stunned for a moment and asked: "What did he just say? His bank password?"
The old monk smiled slightly and said, "What he just said was, 'I am Daoji.' This donor, you came here specifically to find Daoji."
Ouyang Lei didn't know what the situation was now, but he still nodded and said: "Yes, I am Daoji. Bah, I just came to see Daoji."
The old monk chuckled and said, "Amitabha, from now on I will ask the donor for help."
"Huh?" Ouyang Lei felt as if he had been tricked. He looked at Daoji, who was sitting on the ground like a pig's head, and asked, "Is it none of my business?"
"Donor, you just beat Daoji like this. Now Daoji can't even recognize him anymore. From now on, Daoji will follow you."
At this time, Daoji, who was lying on the ground with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes, stood up and said like a stand-alone god: "Yes, I will be yours from now on."
Seeing the monk's face that was beaten like a pig's head, Ouyang Lei felt helpless. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly received a new task prompt asking him to stay with Daoji all the time.
It seems that this should be my mission, forget it, anyway, the King of Hell said at the time that this mission could increase his moral character, and he always felt that the name Daoji was familiar, although he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
So he left Lingyin Temple with Ma Xiaoxiao, who looked innocent and cute, and Daoji, who had a crooked mouth and a pig-headed look.
