low-key is king

Chapter 446 It really is a black temple!
"Young master, there is an ancient temple in front of you, shall we stay overnight?"

On the somewhat remote path, Du Baimei's eyes suddenly lit up, apparently seeing a corner of the eaves ahead, and after finishing his words, he trotted forward.

To be honest, Du Baimei has suffered so much since he became famous in the past few days. If it weren't for the young master who didn't play cards according to common sense, he would have complained.

Six realm martial artists also need to eat and drink, and the higher the level of martial arts, the more energy they need. You don't need to eat or drink ordinary food, but you must have the support of heaven and earth treasures.

It’s hard to see a temple now, where there are monks drinking water and pharynx, but at least you can find a place to shelter from the wind and rain, right?
Lu Xun didn't have any objection to this, he didn't care too much about food and lodging, but since it was getting late and there was such a place to rest, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

Crunch!

The gate of the temple was knocked open by Du Baimei, and a middle-aged monk appeared. Seeing his clasped hands, he asked, "Are the two benefactors here to offer incense?"

It seems that the incense in this temple is not bad, but Du Baimei has no intention of offering incense at this moment, and said in a rough voice: "It's getting late, we want to stay overnight in your temple, I wonder if Master can make it easier?"

If it was according to Du Baimei's previous temper, how could he be so polite, but with the young master watching behind him, how could he dare to make a mistake, so he could only be patient and polite.

"The two benefactors, please come with the monk!"

But just when Du Baimei was thinking that it might take a while, the middle-aged monk didn't hesitate at all, and stepped aside directly, gesturing the two of them to enter the temple with his hand.

"Haha, indeed the monks are good people, young master, please come in!"

Du Baimei laughed, and couldn't help seeing the middle-aged monk more and more pleasingly, but he didn't notice the haze flashing in the depths of the latter's eyes.

"Then thank you, Master!"

Lu Xun saluted the middle-aged monk Heshi, and a strange light flashed in his smiling eyes.

From the middle-aged monk, he sensed an unusual aura.

"Little monk, this Baining Temple of yours is a little deserted. Is there not enough incense on weekdays?"

While walking forward with the middle-aged monk, Du Baimei sized him up. The sudden question made the middle-aged monk look sad, but he forcibly held back.

"The benefactor is joking, the temple is still full of incense on weekdays!"

The middle-aged monk who walked in front replied, which made Lu Xun's heart feel a little bit more strange, secretly thinking that since the incense is strong, how can it be so deserted today?

"Then why can't a monk see it except you?"

Du Baimei didn't have so many thoughts, she just asked what came to her mind, which made the middle-aged monk pause slightly.

"I think they are all doing evening classes?"

In the end, the middle-aged monk still replied, which made Du Baimei even more curious. This is an evening class, so why add the word "I think so"?
"Little monk..."

"Old Du, can you change your habit of asking everyone a question?"

Just when Du Baimei wanted to ask something more, Lu Xun interrupted suddenly, causing him to swallow the question that came to his mouth, but there was still a trace of curiosity in his heart.

Along the way, Lu Xun was also impatient with Du Baimei's questioning. If he hadn't been threatened with the Sanchong Pill, he might have heard cocoons in his ears.

Unexpectedly, this old guy caught a monk and asked questions here again.

"The two benefactors can rest in this guest room for a while, and Yuan Ming will serve vegetarian food to the two benefactors!"

The middle-aged monk who claimed to be Yuanming opened the door of a room, he hesitated to speak after finishing his sentence, but finally left the room with a heavy heart without saying anything.

"Master, do you think this little monk is a bit weird?"

Du Baimei turned around mysteriously until he couldn't see Yuanming's back, as if to remind him.

Then he saw a smile on his young master's face.

"You think I can't see something that even your old Du can see?"

Lu Xun smiled slightly, making Du Baimei scratch his head.

Now he admires this young master's mind very much, even if his cultivation level is not as good as his own, but he still beats him by several blocks when he calculates and plans.

"Master, this is not a black temple, is it dedicated to the business of seeking wealth and killing people?"

Du Baimei walked out of the room, looked at the empty surroundings, then turned around and said softly: "If this is the case, does it mean that the robber met the thief ancestor?"

You must know that what Du Baimei did before was robbing houses and houses. If it was really a black temple as he expected, then he could justifiably go back to his old profession and rob this temple instead.

"If you really want to seek money and kill, how can you really see the flaws? I think that master named Yuan Ming is kind-hearted, and he is reminding us to pay attention!"

Lu Xun undoubtedly saw things more deeply. Although Yuan Ming didn't say anything clearly, certain movements and eyes were revealing a kind of information to him, so he had this guess.

"Attention? Attention to what?"

Du Baimei didn't recall it for a while, and then he saw Yuan Ming's figure coming out again, holding a tray in his hand with some vegetarian dishes and even a jug of wine.

"Little monk, this Baining Temple of yours is a little different, you even have wine!"

Du Baimei's eyes lit up when he saw the pot of wine. For so many days, he had already drank all the wine he carried on his body, and the bird had faded out of his mouth. Naturally, he was inexplicably excited.

"In the past, there were guests who would temporarily stay in the temple, so I prepared some wine!"

Yuan Ming explained briefly, but when he put the jug on the table, he obviously paused for a moment, and finally walked back without saying anything.

"Hey, it seems that this Baining Temple is really at the right place!"

Du Baimei couldn't wait, but he still didn't lose his manners. First, he twisted the wine pot to fill the glass in front of Lu Xun, and then he filled it up for himself, and he was about to drink it all in one gulp.

"I said, Lao Du, if you don't want to live anymore, just say so, and I will help you!"

Lu Xun's faint voice made Du Baimei's raised right arm come to an abrupt stop, and he could even smell the aroma of the wine in the cup, which lured his gluttons out.

"Young master, what do you mean...is this wine poisonous?"

Du Baimei frowned, then became furious, he threw the wine glass heavily on the table, and shouted sharply: "What a vicious little monk, how dare you take my old Du's life!"

Lu Xun ignored Du Baimei's yelling, and saw his right hand slightly raised, two fingers together, and a breath fell into the wine glass.

After a while, the drink that was clear just now turned into pitch black in an instant.

"It really is poisonous, it really is the Black Temple!"

Du Baimei's anger was really serious, she immediately went to talk to that monk Yuanming, and made up her mind to demolish this Baining Temple, so as not to keep it here and do harm to others.

But what neither Du Baimei nor Lu Xun saw was that in a Zen room not far from here at this moment, a group of monks, big and small, showed bitter expressions, including Monk Yuanming.

Through the thin door wall, they could all hear the curses coming from the guest room, but they didn't dare to say a word, and they didn't dare to go out to defend themselves.

Because standing at the closed gate was a strange figure, and in front of him was an old monk without the slightest breath, who was the abbot and abbot of Baining Temple.

This vicious person killed Master Abbot as soon as he arrived, and put all his monks under house arrest, and only sent Yuan Ming to receive guests.

Some smart monks have already guessed his thoughts.

It was obvious that it was not the monks of their Baining Temple who were calculating, but the two guests who stayed overnight.

The food and wine that Yuanming brought out just now were naturally not ordinary food and wine, and must have been poisonous.

It's just that these monks didn't expect that the two guests found out so quickly, which surprised them and pleased them, after all, monks are compassionate.

"Tsk tsk, at such a young age, Lu Xun didn't expect to be so cautious!"

Under the eyes of many monks, the figure in front of him naturally also heard the voice from the guest room, and he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"I didn't want to be so troublesome at first, but I still have to do it myself after all!"

Now that the opponent had seen through the plan of poisoning, this person would stop doing those useless efforts. Seeing that he lightly kicked the corpse of the old monk under his feet, he opened the door and walked out.

"Uncle, what should we do now?"

With a worried expression on his face, he looked at another elderly monk. Now that the abbot is dead, the highest seniority in Baining Temple is his uncle.

"The thief is too powerful, what else can I do? I can only wait and see what happens!"

The old monk known as Master Uncle had a helpless expression on his face, and was a little angry. Hearing what he said, all the monks fell silent.

In this world, after all, strength is the most important thing.

Speaking of which, the abbot, the abbot, also has the cultivation base of a five-level martial artist, but he couldn't hold on to a single move in that person's hands. How can they, monks with lower strength, have the power to resist?

For the sake of all the monks in the temple, it is impossible for this uncle to take the risk, but they are secretly praying in their hearts, praying that the two guests can kill this villain for them.

"Senior bless you, let Baining Temple survive this calamity!"

The old monk walked slowly in front of the abbot, clasped his hands together, silently recited a mantra of passing away, and then prayed softly. Perhaps this was the only thing they could do.

It's a pity that the monks on the ground didn't move at all, but the villain who walked out of the meditation room over there was getting closer and closer to the guest room.

Perhaps in a short time, there will be two more corpses in the Baining Temple in the quiet place.

This is something that has never happened in Baining Temple since it was built. Presumably after this incident, not only will the quiet place be polluted, but the incense will also be destroyed in the future, right?

(End of this chapter)