MTL - Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years-Chapter 49 Poor monk Xiaohanshan Temple【Hui Ming】

   Chapter 49 Poor Monk Xiaohanshan Temple [Hui Ming]

   "Flower! I knew you wouldn't abandon me!"

   Qingquan exclaimed in surprise.

   He took a step forward and stood side by side with the White Tiger. One person and one tiger, it seems a little heroic.

   The three-eyed wolf growled forward. The surrounding audience and the chit-beating welcome team shouted and ran back. There was only the stunned bridegroom left.

   "Help... help!"

   Before he could finish shouting, he was kicked by the frightened black horse and fell to the ground.

   The three-eyed wolf jumped suddenly and rushed over.

The wolves around    seemed to get the signal, jumped out together, and bit the crowd behind.

  The bridegroom Wang Shougui was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he moved backward with his **** shaking, but how could he match the speed of the three-eyed wolf, it was all in vain!

  The big mouth of the blood basin approached in an instant, exuding a stench.

   Wang Shougui's desperate eyes closed: "I haven't married a wife yet..."

  In the teahouse, Zen Master Huiming paused while holding the tea and said with a smile, "It's time to take action."

   But at this moment, a loud shout suddenly sounded from the back of the crowd: "Stop! Let go of that groom and let me come!"

  I saw Qingquan turn over and jump on Huahua's back, leaping to the front of the crowd.

"This is……"

   Everyone looked back and saw a majestic hanging-eyed white tiger approaching, even more terrifying than the two three-eyed wolves, so they could not help but make way from the crowd and let it pass quickly.

   There was an excited command from the back: "Senior brother, you give me a raid, and I'll meet those two demon wolves for a while!"

   It was too late to say that, the three-eyed wolf, the wolf pack and the crowd were intertwined all at once.

  Huahua used the eight-step movement technique to catch the cicada, and in an instant, she was in front of Wang Shougui.

  Qingquan grabbed the animal control ring on Huahua's neck and threw it outward, hitting the head of a three-eyed wolf.

   This beast control ring is a unique treasure, not only can control the monster beast, but also extremely hard, water and fire invulnerable, suddenly smashed it to a wailing, and the face was bleeding.

   At the same time, Qingquan jumped out, the real essence in his hand surged, and he slammed the other fierce wolf on the cheek.

boom.

  The two three-eyed wolves were beaten in staggered positions, rubbing the bridegroom's spot and falling to the sides.

   "I...I'm not dead?"

  Wang Shougui waited for a long time, and found that he had not been bitten to death, so he opened his eyes curiously.

   I saw a ferocious tiger with hanging eyes and white forehead, looking at him with Sen Han's eyes, the nostrils, mane and sharp teeth on that face were clearly visible.

   He rolled his eyes and fainted in fright.

  Hui Ming Zen Master Bao Xiang solemnly floated out of the teahouse, palms clasped together, just about to open his mouth to save the world, but was shocked by the scene in front of him, what's the situation?

  Where did the tiger come from?

   Who is this monkey-like Taoist priest?

   The Buddha's Illuminating Technique, which just bloomed in the middle of the palm, was extinguished in the palm of his hand.

   "Uncle Shi, he is a savage Taoist of Lingshuguan!"

   Xujiu recognized Qingquan at a glance and called.

   However, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the surroundings suddenly fell into silence, there was no panic screaming from the crowd, nor the vicious low-pitched murmur of the wolves.

"what happened?"

  Xu Gou looked around curiously, and saw that everyone's necks were all turned back, their mouths were slightly opened, and their eyes were shocked, as if they had seen something incredible.

   He couldn't help but follow the eyes of everyone.

   Then, I saw an unforgettable scene in my life.

   A light blue figure stood on the street, with golden threads blooming all over his body, one by one running through each fierce wolf, freezing them directly.

  Some are swinging their claws, some are opening their **** mouths, some are crashing into the crowd, and some are jumping at children...

   But they are all pierced by silk threads, frozen in place, and even hovering in mid-air.

   There was only a trace of dying color in the wolf's eyes.

   Sunlight and golden threads intertwined, projecting the face of a light blue figure, handsome like a fairy coming into the world.

   The palm standing in front of him waved lightly, and cicadas surging on the golden threads, immediately the body of the wolves trembled and turned into ashes in the eyes of everyone.

   This scene shocked everyone.

   After a long time, a child's voice broke the silence: "Mom, is this uncle a fairy?"

   The woman who pulled him suddenly came back to his senses, and hurriedly dragged him to kneel and kowtow: "Quick, quick, let's thank Uncle Immortal for saving his life!"

  Others also slowed down and scrambled to worship each other: "Thank you Uncle Immortal for saving your life!" "This immortal is so handsome!" " Immortal, accept me as your apprentice!"

   Zhang Ming watched several grandparents kowtow to him and call uncle with eggs, feeling helpless.

   "Everyone, Pindao is not an immortal, but a Taoist priest at the Lingshu Temple on Zhuoguang Mountain."

   He stepped forward to help everyone up and explained.

   However, the crowd did not seem to understand, and they all shouted: "It turns out to be the gods in the Lingshu Temple!" "Is there a Taoist temple on Zhuoguang Mountain?" "It must be the residence of the gods!"

  An old woman with dim eyes stared at Zhang Ming for a long time and said with emotion: "Is there still a Taoist temple on the mountain? I went there once when I was young. After so many years, you...you are still so young..."

   Zhang Ming was stunned, so this is an old pilgrim: "Old man, did you recognize the wrong person?"

  The old man grabbed his hand, tremblingly said: "Tai Xuzi, I also recognize you when you turn into ashes!"

   Zhang Ming heard that there might be a story here, and said quickly: "Old man, you really got the wrong person. The poor Taoist's name is Qing Hui, and Tai Xuzi is my master!"

   The old woman squeezed her eyes and looked at it seriously, and said absentmindedly: "Oh, the child...it's so old."

   At this time, all the talents suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the Taoist priest of Qinghui!" "Daoist priest, do you accept disciples in Guanli?" "Can I serve incense?" "Daoist priest, are you married?"

   They talked a lot and surrounded Zhang Ming.

  Qingquan stood in the outer circle, feeling Hua Hua's hair, feeling a little lonely. The two three-eyed fierce wolves beside him had also turned into powder when the golden thread broke out just now.

   "Senior brother, let me come..."

  He helped Wang Shougui up, he could only hope that this benefactor would wake up after a while and remember his benefactor.

   On the periphery, Zen Master Huiming stood there with a gloomy expression on his face. He never thought that his carefully planned situation of harvesting his beliefs would be picked by others!

   "It's tolerable, but it's unbearable!"

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and suddenly shouted: "What a bold thief! To dare to drive the demon wolf to attack Lingxi Town, and pretend to save these simple and good people, really treats the laws of Jin Kingdom as nothing! "

   He took a direct bite back.

   Everyone was stunned, what happened?

   These demon wolves were originally driven by Daoist Qing Hui, and then pretended to be immortals to save them?

The purpose of   ... is to attract them to incense?

  Qingquan was immediately angry: "Nonsense! My senior brother saved the townspeople with good intentions, where is the conspiracy! I think you are suspicious, are you shouting at the thief to catch the thief!"

  He made a mistake and hit the truth.

   But Zen Master Huiming did not panic at all, put his palms together, and said with kindly brows: "Everyone, you must not be deceived by their appearances!"

   "Today's sages are personally criticized, worshiping Buddhism and suppressing Taoism! The poor monk came from Xiaohanshan Temple, and his dharma name is Huiming! Do you want to believe in him, or believe in the hatred of the poor?"

  Everyone hesitated.

   "It turned out to be the eminent monks of Xiaohanshan Temple. They are very famous in Dongling County. I heard it from the brother-in-law of the second uncle in the city. I think he is more credible!"

   "I heard that the son of the city lord's family is a lay disciple in Xiaohanshan Temple..."

   "But Daoist Qing Hui is not like a bad guy!"

  “…”

   Seeing the crowd talking, Zen Master Huiming smiled slightly and threw out the killer: "Everyone, you can see clearly! This thief Taoist is still keeping a demon tiger next to him! This is iron proof like a mountain!"

   (end of this chapter)