Raising beasts to become wives: Three young loyal dogs, and wolf wives to transform

Chapter 251
The novice monk whose complexion changed quickly realized, "Please wait a moment, please go and invite the head of the Pastoral Hall to guide you."

After speaking, he immediately turned around and ran back to the main hall.

The incense of Jueming Temple has flourished for many years, and it is not without reason.

Xiangshengtang is one of them.

However, few secular pilgrims know the existence of the Hall of Death.

Jueming Temple is not like temples in other places, many things are modern and secular.

Jueming Temple still has its own host. The monks and monks in the temple occupy the majority, and the secular monks are only a small part.

For example, the abbot of Jueming Temple has been trained in Jueming Temple since he was a child, and he has been trained for life.

Because, after all, Jueming Temple has another name, the Second Huguo Temple.

Although the current country is committed to such a system that is not allowed to become a master after the founding of the country.

However, this is just not something that can be put on the bright side, otherwise, why the old and retired hostesses in the backyard have been staying in the Buddhist temple all the time, and it is not easy to just leave the Buddhist temple.

The Hall of Rebirth is a "person" or something that Jueming Temple uses to store things that should not exist at this time, but there is no way to make them disappear.

Ah Si was put here by Yan Mozhi.

A benevolent, kind-eyed and rich monk with the appearance of Maitreya Buddha came down the steps from the other end of the hall.

Looking at this group of people from a distance, his half-white eyebrows twitched uncontrollably.

My God, take a look, take a look at what this third young master brought to the temple.

One, two, three, four, all are not human!

On the face, he clasped his hands together and said politely, "Benefactor Yan, don't come here without any problems."

Yan Mozhi nodded lightly.

When Zhong Li saw the host, he raised his eyebrows and spoke.

"Little monk, you are boring, where is your uncle?"

The abbot's eyebrows couldn't stop shaking three times.

Look at this disgusting tone, little monk?

After all, he is also a host with a half-white beard, can't you show some face? !
Really, if it weren't for you, you are not a human being, and the monks would want to beat people when they heard about it.

"Master Uncle, I'm retreating in the Houchanyuan. Juefei doesn't dare to disturb you lightly. The few of you are going to the Hall of Rebirth, just let Juefei lead the way."

Yan Mozhi nodded again. Today's purpose was not to fight, so Zhongli stopped talking.

It's just that I went to the monk's temple again, and my hands were a little itchy.

That is, he had a fight with that monk 50 years ago.It's quite enjoyable.

But the monk was very cunning, and ran away before finishing the fight.

As the saying goes, a monk can't run away from the temple if he runs away, so Zhongli decided to wait until he finished his work, then slipped to the back temple, and fought again.

The Pastoral Hall is very remote and very quiet. Just now, I felt that there were two young novice monks behind the presiding officer. As soon as I got to the Pastoral Hall, I consciously stood at the door and guarded it and did not enter.

The entrance of the Hall of Rebirth is the only hall in the entire Buddhist temple with a closed door.

The other one is naturally the gate of the Houchanyuan.

In front of the tightly closed gate, the presiding officer folded his hands and murmured some scriptures.A faint golden light appeared from the door of the main hall.

Host Juefei turned around and bowed, "Benefactor Yan, please come in."

Yan Mozhi pushed open the door quietly with her arms in her arms——

Zhong Li and Shu Manman also wanted to follow up, but Jue Fei stretched out his hand to stop him with his head bare.

"You two, I'm afraid it's not suitable for you to enter this Palace of Rebirth."

　I can't write a chapter in two hours. What's wrong with me. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)