You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 37 This temple does not accept people

He knocked on the door three times and waited for a moment. Soon the door of the temple was pushed open, and a little monk came in, peeking his head in.

He saw that the person coming out of the door was a Taoist priest and a female relative, and then his expression immediately stopped smiling.

"I thought it was the brothers who came back..." The little monk muttered, then squinted at the two of them: "Who are you two? What's the matter? Our temple is closed today and we don't accept outsiders."

"It's still early, why are you guys closed?" Zuo Chenqi asked.

Zuo Chen had heard from the village chief before that Anming Temple collected a lot of money, so he thought that the temple would be open all twelve hours a day to receive guests and collect incense money. However, he did not expect that they would close so early today.

"We have a distinguished guest in our temple. Who knows, the princes may come to burn incense here in the future!" The little monk snorted, with a haughty look on his face. "Why am I telling you two all this? Even if no distinguished guest came today, you, a Taoist priest and a female family member, cannot enter the temple."

His tone was slightly thorny. Caiyi had a bad temper and pointed directly at the little monk and shouted:

"Hey! What do you mean? What happened to you, Taoist priest? What did my female relatives do to you?"

"The Buddhist holy land does not accept female relatives. It is not peaceful. This is the reason why people say that worldly people should not enter the Buddhist temple."

He looked at Zuo Chen again and said:

"What are you doing here, Taoist priest? Are you here to debate? It's not convenient today. Let's talk about it when the abbot is free. You two can go to the foot of the mountain to rest. There is a post station there."

After saying this, the little monk waved his hand:
"Nothing else? Then leave quickly. I'm going to close the door."

This was not a request but a statement. As soon as he finished speaking, the little monk locked the door.

Seeing that she was turned away, Caiyi stomped her feet in anger at the door.

"The attitude of the monk from Anming Temple is not very good." Zuo Chen recalled the description of the village chief of Wangjia Village at that time, and felt that this little monk might be the one who mocked the village chief for being poor.

Caiyi was unhappy when she heard this: "If it were another gangster who was capable of killing people, he would probably go into the temple tonight and burn all the monks to death."

Zuo Chen: "...Although this little monk's attitude is a bit problematic, isn't it too cruel to rip the brains of the whole family off just because of this?"

"Master, these days human life is as cheap as a locust. Some people are not even worth a penny."

Caiyi sighed, and her anger subsided.

Zuo Chen took out the relic and asked the monk inside:

"What do you think of these monks?"

"Nothing." The monk shook his head repeatedly. "It's strange that there are different levels of visitors. I don't understand."

"Then let's go down the mountain."

Zuo Chen said, then took Caiyi down the mountain and no longer cared about the ghostly aura.

Only the monk in the relic looked back into the temple.

His gaze seemed to pass through the thick gate, the courtyard, to the main hall, and saw the golden Buddha.

"This is the Buddha, and it's not very pretty either."

The monk shook his head and retracted himself into the relic again.

……

Inside the main hall, Master Xuanmi, who had emptied out all the treasures, was closing his eyes and preparing to go to sleep, when suddenly his nose twitched.

"There's a baby!"

He jumped up from the mat with a bang.

Sniffing left and right, Xuanmi rushed out of the hall in two steps and came to the courtyard.

His sudden action startled the monks who were still staying in the courtyard. They all came up to ask the master if he needed anything else, but Xuanmi hurriedly walked to the threshold, bent down like a dog, and started sniffing.

The monks around him thought he was possessed by an evil spirit, and no one dared to come up. Xuan Mi sniffed for a while, and suddenly grabbed the monk who had been guarding the door:
"Did anyone come here just now?"

The little monk was frightened and turned pale. He nodded hurriedly:
"Yes... there was a Taoist priest and a woman, and I chased them away."

"Drive away?!" Xuan Mi was furious: "Useless thing!"

Xuan Mi kicked the little monk in the chest, and the little monk's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, breaking the door beam and knocking over the firewood pile. He rolled on the ground four or five times and finally rolled to the stone wall. He spit out several mouthfuls of blood and his life or death was uncertain.

"Junior brother!"

The other monks in the temple were horrified and rushed to the little monk who was kicked half to death. They didn't know whether to help him or not.

Xuan Mi doesn't have time to care about these people.

His treasure-hiding skills were not that deep yet. Even if he tried his best to sniff, he could only faintly smell that two ordinary people had taken a treasure.

But he could tell how valuable the treasure was from the remaining smell.

It’s actually higher than the mountains!

This is the baby that was born last night! His purpose for coming here!

I chased him desperately, but Xuanmi disappeared in a short while.

An Yi and An Er, who were in the room, heard the noise and came out. They stared at the noisy monks and frowned:

"What are you guys doing?"

The monks around saw the abbot coming out and gathered around the two of them to cry.

After hearing that it was Xuan Mi who kicked their little monk to the point of almost killing him, they were both horrified. They had no time to get past the little monk and hurried to the temple gate.

"Brother, the person really ran away! What should we do?"

"I don't know either." An Yi looked confused. He turned around and glanced at the five monks who were staying in the guest room. His expression softened a little:

"Master Xuanmi should be back. His five disciples are still here."

"What did he do outside in such a hurry?" An Er muttered, "Is there something he can't tell us?"

"Hush, Junior Brother! You can't say that!" An Yi quickly covered An Er's mouth: "Whatever the retainers of King Kang want to do is arranged by King Kang. They must have their own reasons for doing so. We just need to watch it honestly."

The two abbots gathered together to chat, and didn't pay any attention to the little monk behind them who was almost dying.

The most important thing is that Master Xuanmi is angry.

As for the monks?

They have all of them in the temple, and when the time comes, we can just collect a few more to supplement them.

……

Zuo Chen and Cai Yi arrived at the foot of the mountain. Zuo Chen had just untied the rope that tied the donkey when he suddenly stopped.

Turning his head, he looked towards the forest behind him:
"What advice does this monk have?"

Caiyi was slightly stunned, and immediately turned around, and found that a fat monk holding an iron bowl had come up behind her.

"The Taoist priest has good eyesight."

Xuan Mi wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, smiling, looking harmless:
"Master, I see there is a treasure in your sleeve. This thing has a connection with my Buddhist sect. Can you lend it to me to have a look?"

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