city ​​spirit pupil

Fu Qingyang and Daphne finally stayed in the temple, not because the little lama showed mercy, but because they met acquaintances.Neither Fu Qingyang nor Daphne thought that the old lama Tashi Dorje they met in the forest last time turned out to be the abbot of this temple.For the sake of being acquaintances, Tashi Dorji agreed to let Fu Qingyang and Daphne stay overnight, but asked them to leave early in the morning.

"Master Tashi, we are really destined." Fu Qingyang took the initiative to visit Tashi Dorje. Of course, he didn't come to talk about the scriptures, but to inquire about things.

"The benefactor, please speak directly, the poor monk still has homework to do later!" The old lama smiled slightly, as if he had seen through Fu Qingyang's mind.

Fu Qingyang couldn't help sighing secretly, it's good for this man to be old, and his eyes are vicious.But no matter what he thinks, the old Lama Tashi doesn't look like a good lama who works hard, and he must be pretending to be so dignified.

"Since Master has seen through my thoughts, I'll just say it straight. Fu Mou came here to inquire about a place." Fu Qingyang didn't make any rounds anymore.

"Where?" The old lama was very determined.

"Labu Shabang!" Fu Qingyang said expectantly.

When the old lama heard this name, his face changed slightly.What kind of eyes did Fu Qingyang have? He immediately caught the strangeness of the old lama, so he looked forward to it even more.

The old lama of "Labo Sabang Peak" made a reflection.

"Yes!" Fu Qingyang nodded repeatedly.

"I haven't heard of it!" The old lama thought for a full 3 minutes before giving an irresponsible answer.

The hope on Fu Qingyang's face solidified as if it had been dried with a piece of mud.At this moment, Fu Qingyang really had an idea that could be put into practice, that is to give the old lama a hard fist.Not because he said he didn't know, but because he pretended not to know.

"Are you sure you haven't heard of it?" Fu Qingyang felt that the old lama should be given a chance to reform himself.

"I'm sure, I haven't heard of it." The old lama was still stubborn.

Fu Qingyang was struggling violently in his heart, whether it is better to torture to extract a confession, or to torture to extract a confession.

"Aren't you going?" The old lama saw that Fu Qingyang seemed to be in pain, and he didn't have any sympathy.Immediately issued a eviction order.

"Let's go, let's go, they all said that monks don't tell lies. I didn't realize that this statement is cheating until today!" Fu Qingyang muttered, and left the meditation room indignantly.

It can be said that Fu Qingyang's voice was quite loud, and he just wanted the old lama to hear it.It's so exciting to stimulate each other.However, after taking a peek at the old lama, he found that he was lying on the ground with his hands in mudra and his eyes slightly closed.He looked like a bodhisattva in a leisurely manner, his ears seemed to be plugged with donkey hair, and he pretended not to hear.

Fu Qingyang left the meditation room like a rooster who had lost a fight.As soon as he came out of the meditation room, the old Lama Tashi Dorje opened his eyes, with a cunning smile on his face, and muttered to himself: "Xiaomian, fight with me, you are still young."

After speaking, close your eyes and continue to meditate.But less than ten seconds.Then he opened his eyes and added: "Hey, the poor monk still likes that foreign girl more, if she comes to ask, maybe she will tell the truth when she gets excited."

Of course Fu Qingyang didn't hear what the old lama said, if he had, maybe he wouldn't need to struggle.Immediately, he would rush into the meditation room and beat the old trumpet so that he could not take care of himself.But even if he didn't hear what the old lama said.Fu Qingyang's teeth itch with hatred.Not only did he hate the old lama, he hated himself even more.I hate myself for not being able to become more ruthless.

In the end, after being depressed for a long time, Fu Qingyang still had to admit that he was still far from being a real villain.At least, so far he can't do anything ungrateful.

After returning to the room, Daphne was leisurely knocking on the wooden fish, her expression was quite pious.Fu Qingyang thought it was a bit funny, he thought that even if Daphne wanted to become a monk, she should choose a nunnery instead of a monk temple.

"This wooden fish is not bad, it's an old thing." Daphne said with satisfaction after knocking on it for a long time.

Fu Qingyang didn't pay attention to the wooden fish at first, but after being reminded by Daphne, he immediately perked up, stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough, this wooden fish has an ancient color and natural patina, and it is indeed a good thing.What's even more amazing is that when the wooden fish is knocked, the sound seems to have the smell of Buddha and Bodhisattva.

"Daphne, thank you for reminding me that this thing is small and easy to carry, and it is a Buddhist magic weapon. It will definitely sell for a good price in China and Hong Kong." Fu Qingyang stuffed the wooden fish into the bag happily, and he finally found the revenge knife. A good idea from the old Lama Sidorji.

"Tch, measure a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart." Daphne was not surprised by Fu Qingyang's behavior at all. After getting along with her during this period of time, she discovered that, in essence, this husband is by no means a noble man. A humble gentleman, not to mention any obedience.

For the fierce Fu Qingyang, the thing to do at night is naturally to shoot at Daphne, who is in the age of tiger and wolf.This may sound a bit indecent, but to put it in a more elegant sentence is: "Stay in the Orchid Pond overnight, and pick hibiscus while the moon is in full swing."

It's just that this Lanchi is a bit unsatisfactory.Doing this in a temple meditation room decorated with murals of Bodhisattvas always feels like being voyeuristic.Therefore, although the hibiscus flower is beautiful, the environment is too solemn and solemn, so that the two on the bed hugged for a long time, but they couldn't find the feeling.

"Forget it, there are often unsatisfactory things in bed, so there's no need to force them. Tonight, we might as well sing about wine and have a little flair." Fu Qingyang sat up and looked at everything in the room with hatred.

"Okay, but I really don't know what kind of mood can be in this room." Daphne twisted her water snake waist inappropriately.

"I suddenly thought of a question. I should be regarded as a half Taoist. Is it appropriate to steal Buddhist wooden fish?" Fu Qingyang suddenly thought of a very emotional topic.

"Well, do you think it's appropriate for the blood prince of our blood clan to wear the Pope's eternal crown?" Daphne thought it was really cute that Fu Qingyang could ask such profound questions.

"Then I'll put the wooden fish back, this time it's cheaper than the old Lama Tashi." Fu Qingyang finally put the wooden fish back to its original position in a proper manner.

To be honest, Fu Qingyang was very reluctant to put the wooden fish back, but he was a Taoist, so he could only reluctantly give up.But looking at his expression, it seems that he feels more distressed than losing a child.

"Aren't you very reluctant?" Daphne also got off the bed, walked up to Fu Qingyang and asked narrowly.

"I'm a bit reluctant. It would be great if this wooden fish was used by Taoists." Fu Qingyang sighed without regret.

"It's okay, since you can't take it away, just destroy it." Daphne made a vicious suggestion.

Fu Qingyang's heart skipped a beat, he felt that Daphne's proposal was very instructive, at least it would make the old Lama Tashi grit his teeth with hatred.But after wandering around the wooden fish for a few times, Fu Qingyang still didn't make a move in the end.

"Forget it, maybe the Buddha and the Taoist were still good friends back then. I can't destroy the friendly relationship between the Buddhist and Taoist families." Fu Qingyang said awe-inspiringly.

Daphne pursed her lips and smiled lightly, she knew that her husband was just thinking about it, and it was absolutely impossible for him to do it.Just when the two of them were thinking about talking nonsense in the room, they suddenly heard a loud noise from outside.

"Kacha bang!" This was a typical knock on the door, and judging by how strong it was, the temple door must have been shattered.

Fu Qingyang and Daphne looked at each other with expressions of interest.It was a long night, the lights were dark, and I couldn't sleep, so I really had a lot of conversations.Well now, it seems that the old Lama Tashi is in trouble, and the excitement must be very good.

Without even talking, Fu Qingyang and Daphne slipped out of the guest room and sneaked onto the eaves of the front yard to watch the excitement.At this time, the old Lama Tashi Dorje had also heard the movement.The monks with the ruined temple rushed to the front yard.Fu Qingyang paid attention to Tashi Dorji's expression, and found that the expression on the old lama's face was very serious at this time, not at all indifferent as before.Fu Qingyang couldn't help being secretly happy, and said in his heart: "It turns out that this old lama was depressed sometimes, and I really thought he had become a Bodhisattva!"

Not to mention, although this temple is broken and doesn't even have a temple name, the monks inside really have two brushes, each with big arms and round waists, and powerful.With a stick in his hand, he followed behind the old lama like a proud big rooster.

"Luorong Dengba, you still found it!" The old lama looked at the red-clothed lama standing at the door and sighed.

"Brother Tashi, of course I want to come. I haven't got what belongs to me yet, so how can I not come?" Lurong Dengba's eyes were very complicated, with excitement, excitement, resentment, and various emotions intertwined.

"Junior Brother, I have already said that that thing does not belong to you. Even if you get it, it will not do you any good." Tashi Dorje said to Luorong Dengba very seriously.

"What's not good for me, I think you want to covet that thing yourself!" Lurong Dengba was a little excited when he heard Tashi Dorje's words, with veins twitching on his forehead, and a fierce gleam in his eyes.

"I've already said what needs to be said. Since you are obsessed with your obsession, then draw your own path!" Zhaxia Dorje knew Luo Rong Dengba's character too well, and he knew the possibility of today's perfect situation.

"Draw it down? Well, if you are willing to hand over the cassock map to me today, considering our past friendship, I will only kill you alone. But if you refuse to hand over the cassock map to me, Then I will kill all the monks in your temple, leaving no one behind." Lurong Dengbayn said ruthlessly. (To be continued..)

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