Chapter 155: Fake Monk, True Blessed Woman
Xie Mingxu pressed his eyebrows: "Do you think I am a foodie? Don't get me wrong, I am looking at the altar, which is already covered with dust."
He stretched out his hand and wiped it, showing Shen Ningning his fingertips.
Sure enough, the fingertips were covered with gray and black.
Shen Ningning pouted: "How strange..."
"You think it's strange too, right?"
"Yes, because there is food on the altar, and there is a shortage of food down the mountain, why would the monks let the food get covered with dust and spoil without eating it?" The little guy was puzzled.
Xie Mingxu looked around, his eyes deep: "I suspect more than this, the monks in the temple are usually very respectful to the Buddha, wiping and offering every day, but you see, there is also thick dust on the Buddha's shoulders."
Shen Ningning raised her little head to look, and sure enough.
But she was too short and almost sat on the ground.
Fortunately, Xie Mingxu stood behind her and held her arm with his hand, which prevented Shen Ningning from falling on her buttocks.
"Thank you, big brother." The little girl thanked him sweetly.
Suddenly, she sniffed: "Big brother, smell it, it smells so good!"
Xie Mingxu walked out of the hall, and as expected, he smelled the aroma of meat in the air.
Shen Ningning followed his steps, sniffing again and again with her little nose, pouting her milky white face to judge-
"The smell of eating roasted pork, um, this smell, it should be cooked soon."
Every time grandma cooks for Langlang and others, it smells almost the same.
"But how can there be meat smell in the temple?" Shen Ningning was confused.
Xie Mingxu suddenly had a bad feeling.
The monks in this temple are probably all fake!
Thinking of the monk who was sweeping the floor that he had just seen, there were black hair under his hat.
Fashan Temple is located in the mountains and is not as famous as the National Temple, but because the Goddess of Seeking Children is effective, there are also many pilgrims on weekdays.
But today, not only was there no pilgrim, but even monks were rare.
Moreover, the little girl took out more than a hundred relics, but the sweeping monk did not recognize them and treated them as ordinary brown Buddhist beads, not even chanting the sutra.
In just a few moments, Xie Mingxu made a decision.
"Little girl, take your beads to the National Temple to string them. Although Fashan Temple is effective, it is not as popular as the National Temple. Moreover, there is a monk who string Buddhist beads there. With his blessing, your Buddhist beads will be more effective."
"Really?" Shen Ningning was surprised.
In fact, she could not tell the difference between the National Temple and ordinary temples. The reason she came to Fashan Temple was because it was close to Langshan.
After climbing over two hills, you can see Xiangyun Village.
"Really."
After Xie Mingxu answered, Shen Ningning couldn't wait to run into the hall and retrieve the beads.
After packing her things, she happily prepared to go down the mountain.
Suddenly, the little guy remembered and asked, "Big brother, aren't you leaving?"
"I want to offer lamps, and I have some friendship with the abbot here, so I plan to reminisce about the past, so you go first."
Hearing him say this, Shen Ningning did not insist, and waved her little hand and said goodbye, and then jumped away.
Seeing her leave, Xie Mingxu drew the sword from his waist, his expression cold and murderous.
He walked in the direction of the meat fragrance, and walked lightly to a kitchen behind the temple.
Through the half-open door, he saw that there were seven or eight cloth-clothed strong men inside.
The sweeping monk who had just received them was also among them, and he was adding some powder to two cups of tea.
He sneered: "Today, the temple gate was forgotten to be closed. I didn't expect that two people would take the initiative to seek death. I'll knock them down later, eat the older ones, and sell the younger ones directly. She is delicate and tender, and she is worth money at first glance."
The other strong men couldn't help laughing.
Xie Mingxu kicked the kitchen door open.
There was a cracking sound.
All the strong men immediately stood up, looking fierce and ferocious: "Who is it!"
Xie Mingxu pointed his sword horizontally: "Here comes to catch your people."
Shen Ningning stopped walking for a while.
She puffed up her cheeks and thought: "I don't think I saw the big brother bring water just now. What if he is thirsty?"
"Well, he is so kind, I'd better leave my water bag to him!" The little guy said, and turned back to the temple.
As soon as she reached the door, she heard the sound of swords colliding from inside.
Mixed with someone's rough and angry curse: "Let's go together, this kid is very good at kung fu, don't let him get out alive, otherwise we will all be finished!"
Shen Ningning poked her little head in to check.
What happened?
She just took a look and was shocked.
She saw Xie Mingxu holding a long sword and fighting with a group of strong men, and there was a flash of swords in the courtyard!
Just when Shen Ningning hadn't reacted yet, she was noticed by the monk who was sweeping the floor.
"Catch that little girl!"
At his command, two ferocious-looking strong men rushed towards Shen Ningning with machetes in hand.
Xie Mingxu looked at her distractedly and gritted his teeth: "Why are you back? Run!"
But Shen Ningning's two short legs, how could she possibly outrun an adult strong man.
Before she ran far, someone grabbed her collar.
Shen Ningning screamed: "Let me go, bad guy!"
Her little hands and feet fluttered around.
Xie Mingxu wanted to come over to help her, but was dragged by the group of strong men!
They just wanted to catch the little guy to threaten him.
Once the initiative was taken by this group of vicious bandits, the situation would be difficult to say.
The sweeping monk directly crossed the knife across Shen Ningning's neck.
"Put down your sword, or I'll kill her with one knife!"
"Big brother, leave me alone, stab them all into meatballs!" Shen Ningning waved her little hands unconvinced, and she kicked the sweeping monk's stomach with her little feet.
But for the other party, it was just like tickling, and it didn't hurt at all.
Instead, it angered the sweeping monk.
He shouted angrily: "You bastard, you are tired of living!"
Suddenly.
He felt a burst of fishy smell coming from behind him, and there seemed to be the sound of some beast opening its mouth and breathing.
The sweeping monk paused, and he looked up in front of him. Those accomplices who had fought with Xie Mingxu were all pale with fear.
They looked behind the sweeping monk as if they had seen a ghost.
Shen Ningning saw that everyone's expression was not right, so she wanted to look back.
Xie Mingxu hurriedly shouted: "Don't look back!"
Shen Ningning immediately shrank her neck, and her big watery eyes blinked in confusion.
The sweeping monk turned back.
What came into view was a fierce and fierce tiger!
The sweeping monk was so scared that he threw Shen Ningning over: "Eat her, don't eat me!"
The little guy quickly protected his head, rolled on the ground, and rolled directly under the claws of the huge tiger.
Xie Mingxu gritted his teeth and shouted that it was not good. He raised his sword and rushed towards Shen Ningning!
The big tiger lowered his head and smelled Shen Ningning's breath.
The breath sprayed across the little guy's cheek, itching.
However, the big tiger did not eat her, but instead shouted fiercely and pounced on the sweeping monk!