The door-to-door son-in-law of the beautiful president

Chapter 890
The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth are covered with rain and fog. It is estimated that it will not stop in a short time.

Ai Jingjing put on the dried clothes, then took out bread and drinks from the backpack, and distributed them to Long Lixing and Fatty Gai to eat together.

On the other side of the bonfire, the two capable and strong men were relatively quiet and seemed not good at talking, so Ai Jingjing took the initiative a little bit, sat down with her backpack, and asked them to pick some food as well.

The two of them didn't refuse, thanked them a little, and started to eat slowly.

The bald brother surnamed Wu said with a smile: "Miss Ai, for the sake of our destiny, I have something to tell you."

Ai Jingjing was a little puzzled, and asked, "Brother Wu, what are you talking about?"

"Have you heard of Bailian Temple?" Senior Brother Wu asked.

Ai Jingjing was not quite clear and shook her head in confusion.

Brother Wu smiled softer, and said: "The White Lotus Temple has existed since ancient times. In ancient times, it was called the White Lotus Gate or the White Lotus Sect, and it did not refer to a temple."

"Most of the disciples of Bailian Temple follow the Buddha, but they are different from the general Buddhist sects. For example, the disciples of Bailian Temple can grow their hair, or not abstain from alcohol and meat, and they can often walk in the world. Like ordinary people, they study and work. , business, including marriage and starting a family.”

"Strictly speaking, the Bailian Temple is less like a religious sect, and more like a mysterious hidden door in the rivers and lakes. The disciples of the Bailian Temple, under a certain organizational structure, love each other and communicate freely, and usually follow the teachings of the Bailian Temple , to pursue the fulfillment of their respective lives.”

"For example, some disciples pursue eternal life, some disciples pursue Taoism, some disciples hope to master the power of ghosts and gods to shake the world, and there are quite a few female disciples who want to pursue eternal beauty and youth... and some just want to be in Bailian. The temple has found an excellent spiritual partner, with one heart and one mind, to spend a happy life together.”

"I tell you so much because I want to tell you the beauty of Bailian Temple, but my knowledge is not good, and I am not good at talking, so the beauty I describe is like a drop in the ocean, not as good as Bailian Temple."

"Miss Ai, looking at your face, you should be a lucky person."

"If you just fall into the world of mortals, working hard every day just for money, clothing, food and other trivial sundries, it may not be the fulfillment of your life."

"You should have more ambitious pursuits, such as being youthful and immortal, such as jumping out of the six realms and pursuing eternal life. Of course, if your ambition must be to make greater achievements in the world, you can also obtain the power of ghosts and gods through practice. achieve greater things.”

"In short, Ms. Ai is a fairy of Fengyi, she shouldn't be wasted in mere mortal world, so I advise you to join my White Lotus Sect and practice together."

After he finished speaking, he bowed his eyebrows and put his hands together: "Emi Tuofu, so kind..."

Ai Jingjing was slightly surprised when she heard what he said.

It never occurred to her that when she just came in to hide from the rain, she would meet such a weird half-baked monk who persuaded her to join the so-called "White Lotus Sect".

She was tongue-tied and didn't know how to refuse for a long time, but Long Lixing, who was warming up by the fire, sneered, showing a mocking expression.

"After a long time, it turned out to be a missionary who recruited people into the group, a half-truth and half-fake strange monk."

"You are talking about hype, what is immortality, what is youth, what is the power of gods and ghosts, is it possible?"

"I think you're a liar."

"How about you prove it to Miss Ai, is it really as amazing as you said?"

"How courageous, dare to be rude to my brother Dharma protector!"

The short-haired man surnamed Chen couldn't bear the ridicule, and became furious. He was about to stride forward, but was blocked by Senior Brother Wu, who said indifferently, "Junior Chen, please be safe and don't be impatient."

Junior Brother Chen sat down resentfully, Senior Brother Wu showed a warm smile again, and said, "This brother Long is right."

"Usually, the disciples of Bailian Temple don't flaunt their abilities casually, but today, in order to sincerely invite Ms. Ai to join our sect, I should show my best knowledge of Bailian Temple to prove my heart."

He looked at Ai Jingjing and asked: "Miss Ai, look at my complexion, how old do you think I am?"

"35, no more than forty..." Ai Jingjing didn't think too much, and blurted out that Brother Wu was full of energy and sharp eyesight. No matter how you looked at him, he was a young and middle-aged man. If he was 35 to 40 years old, Ai Jingjing still felt that Gotta be a little big.

Brother Wu chuckled and said, "My little brother, Chen Cunjiu, is only 35 years old, and I am three rounds older than him."

Ai Jingjing and the others were surprised when they heard this, they were three rounds older, wouldn't they be 80 or [-] years old, whether it was true or not, they couldn't tell at all.

Seeing the change in their expressions, Junior Brother Chen just sneered and said, "My monastery's Dharma protector, Wu Qingyun, has the art of retaining his face and is immortal. He is 73 years old this year."

After hearing this, Long Lixing didn't believe it, and was extremely disdainful: "Open your eyes and talk nonsense, 73, I believe you have ghosts."

He leaned over again and said sarcastically, "Senior Brother Wu, why don't you tell me whether you are a human or a ghost? Could it be that we accidentally encountered a legendary immortal?"

As soon as these disrespectful words were said, Wu Qingyun's face changed, and there was a sharp murderous intent in his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

He didn't argue, and said coldly: "Brother Long, how old are you?"

"Ha, I'm not some old monster. I'm 28 this year, and I'm in my prime!" Long Lixing laughed, as if he liked this question very much.

"I don't think so."

Wu Qingyun shook his head and said coldly: "I think you are over 70 years old."

After hearing this, Ai Jingjing, Fatty Gai, and Long Lixing himself were all stunned.

Long Lixing opened his eyes wide and asked, "My surname is Wu, are you out of your mind or blind? Which eye of yours sees me over 70?"

Wu Qingyun smiled cruelly, "I'm not blind, with your appearance, you look over 70..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Qingyun suddenly stepped over the bonfire, shot like lightning, and grabbed Long Lixing's wrist with lightning speed.

Just as Long Lixing reacted, he was about to break free, but suddenly his pulse tightened, his whole body became numb and weak, he cried out in pain, and limp weakly.

"Miss Ai, look carefully, how old is he?"

Wu Qingyun narrowed his eyes coldly, and shouted loudly: Duh!

He clasped Long Lixing's pulse gate with one hand, turned his other hand, and slapped Long Lixing's sky cap. At the same time, a wave of powerful invisible air suddenly erupted around him, like the wind blowing from the ground. The clothes on his body quickly swelled and fluctuated, as if being agitated by air waves.

Under the surprised eyes of Ai Jingjing and Fatty Gai, under Wu Qingyun's palm, Long Lixing screamed and trembled like chaff.

I don't know how it was done, but under Wu Qingyun's continuous palm force, at a speed visible to the naked eye, Long Lixing's exposed skin began to loosen and wrinkle. His black hair was also rapidly graying and falling off, like withered grass.

And the whole room began to have a strange smell, the smell of blood, and the smell of excrement and urine, which seemed to come from between Long Lixing's violently shaking legs.

Snapped.

Wu Qingyun no longer exerted palm force, but suddenly let go, and Long Lixing fell limply to the ground, with a lot of wetness under his body.

At this time, looking at his appearance, he was haggard, with thinning white hair. He was originally a tall, burly and strong guy, but as if his blood had been drained, he turned into a dying man in just an instant. Dry old man.

"ah……"

Ai Jingjing finally let out a long and shrill scream.

As if she had met the most terrifying devil, she retreated to the corner in fright, and huddled together with that companion named Gai, trembling, their eyes were full of deep fear and fear.

Wu Qingyun walked over with a blank face, clasped his hands together: "Emi Tofu..."

"The poor monk now wants to ask the female benefactor, is she willing to take refuge in my sect and practice Huanxi Chan Buddha with my temple disciples?"

The junior brother surnamed Chen also walked over, with evil eyes and said: "Senior brother, don't discuss with her, I have already moved my heart."

"It's better to kill the man and give the woman to me. I want to be with her now..."

Before they finished speaking, both of them noticed something at the same time, and turned their heads to look at the door together.

In the rain curtain outside the door, a gentle young man walked in leisurely despite being drenched in the heavy rain.

(End of this chapter)