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Chapter 229: Goodbye, Three-Emperor Jade Monk, the Fantasy Dreamland is in a Dead End
Liu Yonglu turned his head and saw that Mi Li'er was bleeding from the nose. He also understood that the big monk in front of him was not a good person. He touched the nose of the unconscious coachman and found that he was still breathing.

Oh my, it turns out there is a ze (thief) in front!

The ascetic stared with his eyeless eyes at Liu Yonglu and Militang who got off the carriage. They were the two who had chanted "The King in Yellow" before.

Millitang also knew that something was wrong. She did not even bother to wipe the blood from her nose and took out the potion in her pocket. She hurriedly smeared spells and magic circles on the ground. She had already felt the distorted consciousness coming from the ascetic monk. Those images were pervasive. If she did not do something, her head would be exploded by the consciousness of the gods sooner or later.

As for Liu Yonglu, he was also mumbling:

"Looking from afar, the mountains are colorful; listening to the water nearby, the water is silent; the flowers are still there after spring has gone; the birds are not startled when people come. If you can do good deeds, you can attract the fragrance of tea and extend your invitation. You can invite Qingfeng to kick the wolf to death, kick the dog to death, crush the mouse to death, and kick the cat to death..."

When you see a monk, you have to sing monk's words. Anyway, he is used to this kind of vague mumbling. Toad has trained it a long time ago, like a conditioned reflex.

I was thinking to myself, this monk has bad intentions, but we haven't offended him...

Seeing that the two men had held on and were not affected, the ascetic monk twisted the black skin on his brow into a knot, and it seemed that he wanted to put more effort into driving the two men crazy:

"On the shore of the lake..."

Hey, as soon as the ascetic monk opened his mouth, Liu Yonglu thought, why is it the song of Cassiluda again? Are there any new lyrics? But he couldn't let him continue to recite, otherwise Mi Li'er would not be able to bear it.

"The waves are hitting the waves..."

"The clouds surged and broke apart..."

"The waves are running! The waves are flowing! The surging river never stops..."

The ascetic sang a line, and Liu Yonglu took over. After he interrupted him for four or five lines, the ascetic shut up, and the song of Cassiluda could not be continued.

Just don’t hesitate, show him the precious book!
The next second, an emerald-colored transparent treasure book appeared in front of Liu Yonglu and Millie Tang respectively.

This book is called "The Mystic Way". Anyone who has read it can have his or her highest desire for knowledge satisfied. This book was originally used by ascetics to attract believers, and it works every time. Just now, Wordsworth couldn't resist the temptation even when he was holding the iron chain tied to the statue of the god.

Millie Tang was indeed affected. Although her eyes were struggling, her hands still moved closer to the precious book with trembling hands. This thing was particularly tempting to her. Millie Tang had been hanging out in the library of the University of Michigan since she was born. She was considered the world's number one book lover.

Moreover, the knowledge of gods recorded in this book is infinite and profound. Compared with this book, the ancient books he had seen in the library before seemed too naive and superficial. The ancient mysteries in the book were like a magnet that firmly controlled Millie Tang in place.

Looking at her greedy and eager look, the ascetic couldn't help but nodded.

But when he shifted his gaze to Liu Yonglu, he almost got angry.

This guy flips through the pages one by one, and stays on each page for only a second. Even if you read ten lines at a glance, you can't concentrate. His posture is also irritating.

Millie Tang was sitting on the ground, almost lying on the Jade Book, but this guy stood there, flipping the pages with one hand and reaching into his coat with the other to touch his armpits. I don't know if he was itchy or what, but he was looking at it frequently and scratching it frequently.

"Master, what kind of book is this? There are no words on it! You just want me to see blank paper?"

No words? Impossible. Even if this book is read by a village woman who can't read or a child of a few years old, the content in the book will be revealed. The precious book will reflect the strongest desire for knowledge in the hearts of believers through pictures.

"I'm not kidding you, there's really no words on it. How about you give me another one?"

The ascetic monk's robe moved slightly, and the deformed fingers under the robe hooked. The emerald book in front of Liu Yonglu flew in front of the ascetic monk. He took a look and found that there were really no words!
Hey! This is strange. The ascetic blew away the jade book in front of him, and a new book condensed and appeared in front of Liu Yonglu.

"Still no words! Can you figure it out? Or why don't you go home and cut it to avoid embarrassing yourself."

Liu Yonglu rubbed his armpits while moving closer to the ascetic monk.

Either this person has such profound knowledge that there is nothing he doesn't know, or he has a mental problem and there is nothing in his head.

The ascetic can only give the above two judgments.

So was his guess right? Neither was right. Liu Yonglu actually had a strong desire for knowledge, but the answer he wanted to know could not be given by the treasure book!
What did Liu Yonglu want to know? He heard from the old man that in the old days, the predecessors who performed crosstalk on the street could perform more than 1000 crosstalk pieces in the streets of Nanshibei to make a living. However, due to the turbulent times and other reasons, only more than 200 traditional crosstalk pieces are left. Where did the other 800 pieces go?

This is the biggest desire in Liu Yonglu's heart. He knows everything about astronomy, geography, oceanography and meteorology, but he has no idea what kind of crosstalk the sand-scattering people on the ground can tell. Let alone 800 pieces, he can't even answer one piece.

So the book in front of Liu Yonglu is a blank page.

The ascetic monk was also a little confused. He was confused? Liu Yonglu was not polite. He walked closer with square steps and stroked his cock.

The bearded bird moved its head close to let Liu Yonglu touch its chin and stroke its mane, and it even snorted when it was happy.

As soon as the ascetic monk turned his head, the bird quickly turned its head away and pretended not to know Liu Yonglu. Liu Yonglu also lowered his hands and pretended nothing had happened.

Good boy, take this from me!
The third emerald eye on the ascetic monk's head suddenly opened. The next second, Liu Yonglu and Mili Tang looked around again, and there was no grass or wheat field there. They were clearly standing on a snowy mountain.

"Wow! Mount Everest is 9,000 meters above sea level. There are evergreen pines on this high mountain!"

It's no wonder that Liu Yonglu forced the ascetic monk out of his dream, which was equivalent to saving Millie Tang. Just from those few minutes of reading, Millie Tang's spirit had been extremely depressed. At this moment, she fell forward. If Liu Yonglu hadn't been quick-witted, she would have fallen to the ground in the snow.

"Good fellow, you really proved what my mother said to me, Yonglu! It's like asking you to learn childish things, which is as good as killing you."

As the saying goes, the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar. Liu Yonglu quickly squatted down and carried Millie Tang on his back.

"Mr. Richie, this is a dreamland of the gods. We have to get out of here quickly."

What goes around comes around. Usually, Millie Tang uses the Dreamland to torture others, but today they have fallen into the hands of the Emerald Ascetic. "Get out, dear boy. I'll carry you down on my back."

"Let's go to the front courtyard first."

Millie Tang also knew that there was no way to defeat the ascetic monk. The only way to survive was to find out the rules of the dream world and get out of it.

Liu Yonglu carried Millie Tang on his back and pushed open the courtyard door. Inside was a temple. The temple courtyard was planted with banana trees, banyan trees, and phoenix ferns. There was heavy snow on the top of the mountain outside the door, but inside the door it was warm like spring and full of vitality.

Even if Millie Tang didn't let Liu Yonglu go in, he couldn't stay outside. He would freeze to death.

Pushing aside the wildly growing green branches, Liu Yonglu walked along the bluestone path and saw a pond with green algae floating on the water. Among the algae, there were more than a dozen black lotus flowers. Each one was as thick as a bowl, with exactly eighteen blooming petals, and a cluster of blood-red stamens in the middle.

Liu Yonglu didn't know the difference between lotus and water lily, and he was wondering if the lotus roots in the mud might also be black.

"It is Shambhala... then this temple is... the Mandala Temple."

Seeing the black lotus, a trace of despair rose in Millie Tang's heart. She had already guessed where it was.

This dreamland was mentioned in ancient books of the University of Michigan. It was said that there were countless dangers hidden in it, and people who mistakenly entered it would get lost and lose their way. No one had ever walked out of here.

Millie Tang couldn't help but look up at the sky. The heavy snow was falling silently. If she still had the strength, she might give it a try, but being in the Mandala Temple, things would only get worse.

I didn't expect that I would die on this snowy night. I flexed my fingers and the touch felt so real. I lay on Ricky's back, but even if I died, I would do everything I could to get him out.

Millie Tang thought of the black box technique. If she could really find the true identity of the ascetic monk, maybe she could use the black box technique to fight him to death together.

"Keep going, Mr. Rich."

Liu Yonglu had no idea that Millie Tang had already made up her mind to die. He just looked around as if he was visiting a temple fair, thinking that this temple, apart from anything else, had great scenery, at least much better than his own Toad Island. If it were really moved out and sold tickets for 200 yuan a piece, tourists would probably be scrambling to get in.

He stepped over the threshold and entered the main hall. This room was quite new. Normally, there would be statues in the middle of the main hall or the side halls, but there were none in this room. There was only a huge painting hanging on the wall.

Liu Yonglu couldn't tell whether it was a painting or not. Anyway, the whole thing was dark yellow in color, and it was unknown what kind of leather it was made of. There were not many seams, so one could imagine that the owner of the leather must be very huge. Liu Yonglu looked up and couldn't see the end.

The leather painting is painted with red, yellow, blue and other pigments to depict the monks' travels and preaching. There is a big monk sitting on a stove with his hands hanging down, talking about scriptures and preaching. There is a little monk sitting on a fire rack, with people crying around him. There is also a little monk's soul flying over and drilling into the big monk's head.

Some leather painting stories are solemn and dignified, while others are sinister and evil.

"Don't look, Mr. Rich."

Millie Tang exclaimed, she felt dizzy at the first glance, for hundreds and thousands of years, the believers of Mandala Temple poured their obsession and blood into the painting, which was the proof of their worship of the gods and was also considered the ladder to ascend to the throne of God.

Liu Yonglu turned his head away from the painting, but found that small dim flames were lighting up in the darkness around the Buddhist temple.

The small flames were all the same size, but none of them were very bright. Liu Yonglu bravely took a few steps forward and finally saw clearly that they were not flames at all, but ugly human figures.

Each statue was sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a layer of charcoal ash covering their bodies. They were black and dry, and their facial features could not be seen clearly. Only their dim yellow eyes emitted an evil light.

"Get out of here, Mr. Rich!"

Mili Tang quickly warned that these were the flesh-and-blood Buddhas of the Mandala Temple, and they were not covered with grass ash! Instead, they were burned like this!
Liu Yonglu did not dare to be negligent. He felt that the Buddha statues in the main hall had their eyes open, and there were hundreds of them. If they all jumped up and grabbed him, it would be terrible.

He quickly ran out of the Buddhist temple, but after walking around the outer wall of the hall, he found that there was no other way to go. If he wanted to go further, he had to go through it.

"Mr. Rich, don't try it. Just stay outside with me for a while."

"You're not going to try? Even if we know there's a tiger in the mountain, we'll still go there."

"It's useless. Even if we pass through this hall, we may not be able to find a way out of the Dreamland."

Millie Tang couldn't hold on and leaned her face on Liu Yonglu's back, but Liu Yonglu couldn't see her expression at this time.

"Is there any other way to get out? Do I have to tour the scenic area before I can leave?"

"It would be fine if we could just get rid of that ascetic monk."

After saying this, Millie Tang wanted to laugh. In the vast snow-capped mountains and the densely packed halls, no one knew where the ascetic monk was hiding. If he didn't want to come out, they would never find him in their lifetime.

"Hey, that's all? I don't care!"

"Rich... Sir, can you... can you find the ascetic?"

After saying this, Millie Tang could no longer withstand the mental fatigue and fainted.

"How difficult is this!"

The stuff in today’s book is quite hard, haha, I hope you like it.

Everyone in the comment section, thank you for your support. If there is something I can’t write about, just come to me. Don’t argue or quarrel, it’s not worth it. Just read a book and be happy.

I bow to the elders. They have always been taking good care of our brothers’ business. Thank you very much.

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(End of this chapter)