Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

After Baihu groaned to express his dissatisfaction with him, he looked warily at the little monk who came forward.

"Amitabha! Welcome to our Tianshan Temple!"

"Amitabha..." Huang Shuye clasped his hands together and bent slightly towards the little monk: "This little master, please ask Master Juyuan..."

"Oh... the benefactor, please, Master Juyuan has already ordered to congratulate the benefactor again!" The little monk said so, leading Huang Shuye to the side door next to the main hall of the temple.

And when their figures disappeared outside the gate of the temple, Lu Mumu flashed out from the dark not far behind panting heavily, looking at Huang Shuye who was led into the temple by the young monk, she frowned uneasy in her heart.

Looking at the monastery in front of him, Lu Mumu's thoughts changed, he tightened the whip in his hand, and ran towards the mountain behind the monastery.

Since it was rare to come here, she decided to meet that person...

"Oh...? Did Master Juyuan know that I was coming?" Huang Shuye was surprised.

The little monk smiled slightly and nodded: "Master Juyuan is the pride of our monastery. He is an old man with profound Buddhist teachings. He has made a lot of good fortune for our Tianshan Temple over the years, so even if he doesn't give orders, I know you are here. Looking for Martial Uncle Ju Yuan, not to mention that Martial Uncle had ordered someone to come and look for him before the benefactor arrived at the mountain gate..."

As the little monk spoke, he led Huang Shuye into a forest, and walked along the bluestone path in the forest for about half an hour. A small lake appeared in front of him, and a two-story bamboo house was built on the small lake.

Looking at the bamboo house, the little monk pointed slightly to the inside of the bamboo house: "Benefactor, Master Juyuan is in the bamboo house, you can go there by yourself, little monk, leave!"

"Thank you, little master!" Huang Shuye clasped his hands together in response, and when his figure disappeared into the bamboo forest, Huang Shuye turned around and looked at the bamboo house in front of him quietly.

But the white tiger slightly hid behind Huang Shuye, grinning its teeth and guarding against the bamboo house, because it felt that the strong aura was becoming more and more obvious, and it was coming from the bamboo house.

"Roar..." It hid behind Huang Shuye and growled slightly, but under the coercion emanating from the bamboo house, it didn't dare to roar loudly...

"Father...!"

Meng Sha frowned, feeling Baihu's panic and the faint uneasiness in his heart, he slightly approached Huang Shu Yedao.

Huang Shuye frowned, and carefully looked at the bamboo house in front of him. He heard the little monk's words just now, and he already felt in his heart that this Master Juyuan was so powerful.

Unexpectedly, he knew that he would come looking for him before he went up the mountain.

Does it really have the ability to predict?

"Amitabha, since you are here, why don't you come in?" Just as he was thinking, suddenly an old but loud voice came from the bamboo house...

Huang Shuye was startled, clasped his hands together: "Amitabha... Junior pay homage to Master Juyuan!"

"Come in!" A faint invitation sounded from inside the bamboo house.

Huang Shuye nodded, went up and took a step, suddenly Dumb stopped in front of him trembling, growling at the bamboo house...

"The beast next to the benefactor seems to have a problem with the old monk?" A loud voice came from the bamboo house again.

But there was a touch of displeasure in this voice, and at the same time when the voice radiated, Baihu felt a faint burst of coercion in the air, pushing it back continuously.

[Let's be violent today, let's be violent, the donkey feels violent]