Shuisan Temple is not big and looks a bit simple.

In Lu Xun's memory, he had no impression of this temple.

After all, he has not been to every place in "Tianchen", and his main source of information is the forum.

There are so many posts in the forum, and he just selectively looks at some of them every day.

"Is there any problem?" Lu Xun asked Mao Nanbei.

Mao Nanbei nodded and said, "I have evil spirit!"

After saying that, she added: "The evil spirit that is well-covered is hidden under the Dharma, and ordinary practitioners probably cannot notice it."

"Oh?" Lu Xun looked at the temple again and said, "Since it is covered up well, how did Senior Sister Fourth notice it?"

"Because I'm a monster too!" Mao Nanbei said in a natural tone.

Lu Xun: "..."

It seems to make some sense.

"How strong is the demon there...?" Lu Xun asked again.

"Make do it." Mao Nanbeidao: "But the whole temple... is full of monsters!"

After saying that, she looked up at Lu Xun and said, "What do you need for your scabbard? Let's go in and change the spirit stones, but it really doesn't work... I'll force it to grab it?"

Last time facing the mysterious man, Mao Nanbei felt that he had not performed very well. Today he was going to show off in front of his junior brother and pick up the face he had lost last time!

She just felt that no one in this temple could fight, and it was very stable.

"Go in and have a look first." Lu Xun said.

Since safety is guaranteed, there is nothing to be vain, just go in and take a look.

What's more, the temple is originally a place where people burn incense and worship Buddha. I'll go in and watch the incense sticks?

The paper crane fell at the entrance of Shuiqian Temple and was then put into the storage ring by Lu Xun.

The group of three walked into the temple and four monks were cleaning. When they saw someone coming in, whether they were holding brooms or cloth strips, they turned their heads and looked at Lu Xun and others.

The four monks looked not very old, to be precise, more like four little monks.

But they were hunched at a young age and their necks were a little longer than ordinary people.

What made Lu Xun feel most intimate was that the four little monks were very slow in their movements. Whether it was their movements when cleaning or their movements when turning their heads to look at themselves, they were all very slow.

This reminded Lu Xun of Gui Bo who lived on the Tibetan Mountain.

"Hello, four little masters, we are here to burn incense." Lu Xun said gently.

Perhaps it was because this small temple had no pilgrims for too long. The four little monks looked at me and looked at you, and they seemed a little confused.

At this time, Lu Xun felt that the corner of his clothes was gently pulled by someone, and it was pulled by the cat and the north and north.

Lu Xun squatted down and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Mao Nanbei said beside him: "It's a turtle, and the people in this temple are all turtle spirits!"

When Lu Xun heard this, he was slightly stunned and said in his heart: "This temple is called Shuiqian Temple, and then there are all turtle spirits in the temple?"

It’s really [there are many turtles in shallow water, and the temple has a small demon and strong wind].

It would be fine if these four little monks were demon monks, but they were actually turtle monks.

However, the human race and the demon race in Tianchen Continent are not a life-and-death relationship. On the contrary, many sects have transformed demon cultivators, and those like Mao Nanbei are not considered special cases.

However, the entire Buddha temple is full of demon cultivators, which is relatively rare.

The little monk standing in front was the shortest and the youngest. He seemed to have heard what Mao Nanbei said, but he was not angry, but corrected it at a very slow speed:

"Female donor, we are not turtles, we are turtles."

He spoke seriously and seemed very serious. In addition, his tone was much slower than that of ordinary people, so he seemed funny and interesting.

"Puchi!" Mao Nanbei couldn't help laughing.

The little monk slowly stretched out his right hand and touched his bald head, showing doubts on his face. He didn't know what she was laughing at, but finally blushed, wondering if he had said the wrong thing?

But then again, turtle and turtle are really different, they are two kinds of creatures.

The young monk holding a broom at the back looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was the oldest among the four monks.

He spoke, "Are all three of you practicing?"

Lu Xun nodded, and did not hide anything, and there was nothing to hide.

"Please wait, three donors, the little monk must go in and ask the master first." said the tall monk.

After saying that, he slowly walked into the temple.

When he crossed the threshold, even the movements of lifting his legs and the movements of his straddle were extremely slow.

Perhaps thinking about how slow he was, he still turned around and said, "The three donors may have to wait a little longer, but they are really negligent."

"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Xun said with a smile.

The location of this Asami Temple is very remote and the surroundings are deserted. The little monk inside has the feeling of being born, looking simple and cute.

Lu Xun stood outside the temple and waited. The remaining three little monks continued to clean up. From time to time, they couldn't help but secretly glance at the three of them. It seemed that they hadn't seen outsiders for a long time and were a little curious.

Lu Xun squatted down, looked straight at Mao Nanbei, and said, "Sister Fourth, when you look at it, Uncle Gui should also be a turtle-like spirit. Do you think they are a bit similar?"

"It's indeed a bit like it, but there is no trace of demonic aura on Gui Bo's body, so I'm not very clear!" Mao Nanbei said in Lu Xun's ear.

After a while, the tall monk who went in to ask finally came out, clasped his hands together and said, "Three donors, the master said you can burn incense, please follow me."

As he said that, he led the way forward, while the other three young monks outside the door continued to clean while stretching their necks to look in.

Shui Qian Temple is really not big, it is just about the same size as a courtyard house.

There is only one Buddha statue in the temple, and it looks old and has not been repaired for a long time. The facial features of the Buddha statue have become a little blurred.

This is a stone Buddha, without a golden body.

The other instruments in the temple also look very old.

It can be seen that this Shui Qian Temple is very poor.

Are you sure that the scabbard has its tonic?

Its tonic is not the little turtles in the temple, right?

Does it want to eat turtles?

At this time, Lu Xun slowly walked out of an old figure after seeing the stone Buddha. This was the first time he had seen such an old man. He looked older than Bo Gui.

His back was very hunched, especially hunched, just like a mountain pressing on his body.

My eyebrows were all white, my face was full of wrinkles, my body was dull, and my eyes were very turbid, as if I would leave this world at any time.

He closed his hands together and looked at Lu Xun and others with his muddy eyes. He wanted to say a Buddhist name, but his eyes were attracted by the scabbard in Lu Xun's hand. His lips moved, but he could not speak.

His fingers were trembling, not sure whether it was because of his age or other reasons.

It took him a long time to speak at a very slow speed: "This donor, I have a heartless request. Can I borrow the scabbard from your hand and see it?"

Perhaps he had a good impression of this temple, Lu Xun did not refuse, raised the scabbard sheath held in his left hand, and stood in front of him, indicating that he could come and take a look.

But Lu Xun would definitely not do this by handing the scabbard into his hands.

The old monk walked to Lu Xun, looked at the sword sheath carefully, and then his body began to sink slightly, and finally he knelt directly in front of Lu Xun!

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Chapter completed!