The master of Chinese martial arts in the world of Ke Xue

The monk Tianyong ordered, "Mu Nian, you also go to help prepare dinner, and Kuan Nian and Xiu Nian will take these four guests to visit the temple." Tun Nian and Mu Nian answered and walked away.

Kwan Nin and Shu Nian led the four Maori Kogoro to visit and explain to places such as the main shrine.

In the process of Q&A, both the host and the guest are happy.

After visiting the main hall, Kwan Nian and Xiu Nian took the four Maori Kogoro to the rest room, and when passing the boardwalk, Conan saw a certain locked room and couldn't help but run over without permission.

The last group heard the legend of the Mist Tengu here, as if there was still a secret involving this temple, but the two monks were a little secretive.

"Mist Tengu, fog Tengu again..." "

Is there really a fog Tengu that eats human souls in this wilderness?" Xiaolan felt that her palms began to sweat, her mouth was a little dry, and she felt that today's trip seemed to be a wrong decision.

Looking at this fearful Xiaolan, Tang Zhen coughed twice, and saw that he had attracted everyone's attention before saying: "There seems to be the sound of a waterfall above, it is better to go and see it together, lenient Master."

So, the thick-eyed Kuannian nodded and led a group of people to the top.

When I came above, I saw a waterfall flowing down from the mountain, and part of the water flow was blocked by the rocks and diverted to the plank road.

The sight of a waterfall in front of you as if you were within reach, and torrents carrying swirling cherry blossoms through the slatted planks underfoot, is a sight to linger.

"Uncle Māori, if you want to see the cherry blossoms again next time, it's good to come here. Tang Zhen said.

"It's good here, but that Tianyong monk is too expensive. Maori Kogoro still said with some apprehension.

Conan peeked into the window next to him, saw the familiar beam, and thought that the waterfall was next door to the wall.

At this time, Maori Kogoro's stomach suddenly growled, he couldn't help scratching his head, and said embarrassedly: "Little Master Kuannian, I don't know if dinner is ready?

Kuan Nian looked at the sky, estimated the time, and said with a smile: "It should be ready, please here." Then

Kwan Nian and Xiu Nian led Maori Kogoro to the Saitang, and on a small square table about 50 centimeters long, there was a large bowl of white rice, and the remaining plate contained shredded carrots, bamboo shoots, greens, and tofu.

"It's too plain, you can't see any oil and water." Maori Kogoro said incredulously, he almost put his face on the dish, his eyes widened and he could barely see the oil on the dish, he wanted not to eat it, but there was no way, the money was handed over and could not be returned, he had to bury his head and eat, turning sadness into appetite.

"By the way, I was curious just now, what exactly is the Mist Tengu?" Just as everyone was eating in silence, Conan suddenly asked with some curiosity.

The movements of the four cultivators of Tianyong and Kuannian stopped at almost the same time, their faces were different, but their eyes were full of panic.

"Little friend, you..." The thick-eyed Kuan Nian frowned, remembering Conan's sudden intrusion into the wall room, he suddenly felt that the child was really naughty and eventful.

Tang Zhen smiled lightly and also said, "Actually, I'm quite curious.

At this time, the Tianyong monk put down the bowl and chopsticks and said in a deep voice: "The so-called foggy dog is just a boring legend.

"That day the dog had a big red face, a long nose, thick white eyebrows and a beard, and every rainy night, it would sneak into the village like a fog and break the walls with a strong force like a strong man to take people away.

"It also uses its feet that can soar up tall trees, hoist people up, and then eat human flesh with terrifying monsters." Tang

Zhen saw Xiaolan's pupils dilated, her hands trembling and putting down the bowl and chopsticks, thinking that she began to worry that when she slept at night, the foggy dog would come and take her away, just like her reaction when she told them horror stories when she was a child.

"And it's especially fond of young girls with fine skin and tender flesh, yes, just like this girl." The monk Tianyong stared at Xiaolan strangely, he leaned forward, and his long nose couldn't help but think that the fog dog might turn into a human form and hide in the crowd, and this person was telling the story of the fog tengu.

"Aaa!!a

"Hahahaha, but this is just a boring legend, you don't have to take it seriously, you don't have to take it seriously. The Tianyong monk's frightening evil taste succeeded, his gloomy face changed back to the appearance of kindness and kindness, and he waved his hand with a smile and said.

The corner of Conan's mouth twitched as he stared at the monk Tianyong, and buried in his heart-You old immortal, you actually dare to scare my Xiaolan!"

"Usually when you suppress me, you are very awe-inspiring, how do you know that you are afraid at this time?" The old father Maori Kogoro, who was controlled by Xiaolan and was restricted from drinking beer, couldn't help but say angrily: "It's just a foggy dog, what are you afraid of, don't you know karate?

That's a monster! How did karate deal with it. Xiaolan's face turned red and she retorted angrily.

Conan said cutely: "Sister Xiaolan, how can there be monsters in the world, we must believe in science."

Xiaolan snorted, wanting to refute but unable to speak, in short, she was afraid.

Later, because of the topic of Kiritengu, the topic of two years ago was introduced, and after everyone knew that Maori Kogoro was the famous sleeping detective Kogoro, the dinner broke up.

In the guest room, there were four mattresses placed horizontally, Tang Zhen slept alone on the horizontal one, and Xiaolan slept on the three mattresses.

"Dad, do you say that the legend of the foggy tengu is true?" Xiaolan was wearing pajamas and knelt on a mattress in the middle.

"Maybe, Xiaolan, you have to be careful. Tang Zhen next to him said jokingly.

"Bastard, you scare Xiaolan again, believe it or not, I clean you up?" Maori Kogoro waved his fist at Tang Zhen.

"Xiaolan, don't listen to him, you have to believe in science, what era is it now, where are the ghosts?" Looking at Xiaolan, who was frightened by Tang Zhen, Maori Kogoro said angrily.

"Yes, Sister Xiaolan, the fog tengu..." Conan bared a popular science, and then concluded, "In short, Sister Xiaolan, you have to believe that there are no ghosts in the world." "

Little ghost, where did you see all this strange knowledge?" asked Maori Kogoro with some surprise.

"Haha, it's all Brother Tang Zhen telling me stories.

Tang Zhen was a little speechless, but he still silently caught the pot for Conan.

"Conan, you know a lot. Conan is not afraid, but he is afraid of this, Xiaolan said a little embarrassed, and then added, "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all." If

it weren't for seeing Ran pull Conan and Maori Kogoro's mattresses next to her, everyone would have believed it.

"Okay, it's been a tired day, go to sleep." Seeing that the time was not early, Maori Kogoro urged.

At this time, Xiaolan had wrapped herself in a quilt.