Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

Liang Cheng stood outside the door alone, embarrassed.

He has heard that some monks are not pure minded and have few desires. They live a happy life. There are countless monks who drink prostitutes. After all, Buddhism is poor, and there are several monks who can really abide by the rules of Buddhism. They just make a living in the name of monks.

But

But even if he was killed, he did not expect master Wuyin to do such a thing.

The imperial court worshipped Buddhism, and almost no one in the whole country did not believe in Buddhism. Wu Yin was the abbot of Anguo temple. He appeared in the Buddhist altar once every three years. His status and prestige are unimaginable.

Such people How can such a man hang out with a man at night?

Liang Cheng showed all his emotions too clearly. Even though Chen Yan was cheeky, he felt ashamed.

"Bodyguard Liang, it's more serious. It's bothering you to bother me. Why don't you go to bed now?" Chen Yan knows that it's useless to explain anything now. People tend to believe what they see with their own eyes rather than what other people say.

Liang Cheng just nodded his head slightly. As soon as he turned around and took two steps, he heard the beautiful childe behind him laughing without knowing his emotions. "The spirit is very enough. It should be enough to nourish."

Then there was the monk's cold and angry rebuke: "Li Muyan! Do you really think I won't do anything to you? "

"Are you willing?" Li Gui raised his eyelids and asked slightly aggrieved. He looked like a little childe who was not familiar with the affairs of the world.

"I..." Chen Yan was choked and speechless.

If a monk doesn't lie, he can't tell lies, but the truth is obviously not what he should say.

Liang Chenghu, who had not gone far, was shocked and quickened.

He raised his eyes again, and the young man who had just talked to the monk just after him had already come to him.

Liang Cheng was shocked.

The red dress was extremely strange in the vast night and fog, especially the young man with a big red lantern and a red oil paper umbrella in his hand. I don't know how the exquisite and complicated red clothes were made by xiuniang, and the Royal people's clothes were only so luxurious.

The strong fragrance of spring flowers came from the wind, but Liang Cheng also vaguely smelled the smell of blood and a trace of rancid smell.

It was

Only when the corpse is rotten can we have the smell of corpse!

Liang Chengyi's back was cold. Every hair on his body seemed to stand up in an instant. He watched the young man go five meters, ten meters away in an instant and disappear!

Only a slightly arrogant laugh reverberates in this dilapidated temple.

"OK, misty Yin, I'll listen to you once you say you want to ferry me. I'll wait for you to come back from Shangjing and continue to kill. Ha ha ha."

The sound had a strong penetrating power, with a sharp and indescribable aura. Liang Cheng could not hold on to his knees, and his whole body was weak.

The more he recalled all the things he had just done, the more frightened he felt. He also wanted to think that he had never seen anything, but the smell of the rotten corpse seemed to linger in his nostrils.

"Big Master So Is that... " Liang Cheng's face was very white, and he spit out a word: "ghost."

After his death, Li Muyan's temperament became extremely obstinate. Originally, he had been in the form of his soul after his death. Naturally, his appearance was the same as that of his life. However, he preferred to show a fierce ghost to play tricks on people. The smell of corpse was also deliberately made by Li Muyan.

However, Liang Cheng, an innocent man, was scared to death.