Chapter 295: Master of dryness
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My Teacher is Sun Wukong
- Fu Ouran
- 1318 characters
- 2021-02-25 03:26:06
After Ma Xiaoling’s soul arrived at the destination, she drifted directly into the room and entered the official room. When I arrived at the door, there was a gossip bronze mirror to stop the soul. However, Xiao Fei’s scent was directly taken, and all the power of this bronze mirror was removed.
The official had a nightmare every day because he had done something wrong. So he invited a Taoist and placed a gossip mirror on the threshold.
He used to have a nightmare, and Lingshan was doing it. Since she had a gossip bronze mirror, she couldn’t get in. Therefore, Lingshan came to find Xiao Fei, let him help revenge, and the official sleeped for a few days.
But today, the gossip bronze mirror has lost its effect.
In the bedroom, the obese official lying on the bed, inexplicably began to have a nightmare. Moreover, Ma Xiaoling still controls the second dream, knowing that she is dreaming, but she can't wake up anyway.
In the half-dream and half-awake, but you can see the ghost, it will be more real. Therefore, officials who have nightmares are extremely scared.
In the dream, Ma Xiaoling scared him after a while. Then it became a Taoist priest, telling him that at three o'clock in the middle of the night tomorrow, he must go to the 502 room in Fenglin to burn paper, so that he can avoid the scourge and not be found by her.
502 is the room next door, let him come here, easy to do.
Finally, the fat official finally woke up from the nightmare. When he turned over, he found that he was already in the cold sweat and wet the sheets. Thinking of the tips of the immortals in the dream, he decided to be more credible and not believable.
"Oh! It’s too tired tonight." In the Fenglin Night Hotel, Nie Huoling said with a yawn, "Let's go to sleep."
"Yeah, the old man first followed us, and then came a female ghost." Ma Xiaoling said as she went to bed, "More ridiculously, there is a fly that this guy has to sleep among us, and the injured people are not sleeping." Comfortable."
"Who are you thinking about yourself, who is weird?" said Nie Huoling lying in bed.
"I didn't have it, the key is that this guy is not honest." Ma Xiaoling said.
In her sleep, she found that Xiao Fei had signs of holding herself to sleep. Although she did not encounter an unspeakable part, the feeling of being held by the boy made her very upset. The natural attraction of men and women seems to be a wonderful thing.
And Xiao Fei is not intentional, probably in a dream, I feel that the girl's body is relatively soft, this is to take her as a pillow.
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The night is quiet!
Among the mountains, a broken temple is located halfway up the mountain. Under the general illumination of the moonlight, it seems very quiet. The temple is very small and somewhat worn.
On the plaque of the Daxiong Hall, the three characters of "Bao Rong Temple" are written. There are no places of interest in the vicinity, and there are few people.
This is one of the eight ancient martial arts schools in China, the location of the Kuaiji Temple.
The monks inside are less than ten. Although it is named the Eight Ancient Guwu School, there are actually very few people inside. In modern society, a good-educated apprentice is hard to find, and no parent is willing to send his child from a young age to learn martial arts, and even the books are not read. Even if you want to send it, you will send it to Shaolin Temple and become a star in the future, such as Wang Baoqiang.
There are more than 100 people in the southern part of the Huaxia ancient martial arts. There are only a total of more than 50 people in the eight major sects, and the largest one is the sect. The rest are scattered, such as Xiao Xinghua, who is a foreigner who teaches ancient Wu, without any martial art.
Kuan Wing Temple is in the backcountry, surrounded by only the county. It is not a place of historical interest, but a good place to hide cultivation.
Suddenly, a young figure appeared in the darkness. Several spans in the mountains, came to the temple door. It can be seen by the moonlight that he is only about sixteen or seven years old, and his eyes are bright and bright in the dark.
He is a transfer student at the Tulip Middle School, and the Japanese Kagura is a thousand.
Seeing the three characters of the dry temple, there was a sneer on the face of Kagura. Slowly pulled out a katana from the waist and then flashed.
Hey!
The plaque of the temple was suddenly split into two halves, and then it slammed into the ground. This voice is very abrupt on a quiet night.
"Amitabha."
A buddha sounded, and the abbot master, Kuo, appeared silently at the door. There are five or six monks behind him, all of whom are his disciples.
"The donor destroys our plaque for no reason, what is it?" Seeing the knife marks on the two plaques on the ground, Master Kui Rong knew that the visitor was not good. However, his Dharma is profound, not a person who is easily angered. He said: "Let the knife cut down and become a Buddha! The family is compassionate and will not care about you. Let's go."
"A good family is compassionate." Kagura sneered. "The last time we sent a master from Japan to come to the flower city, isn't that what you killed?"
"Amitabha, you are a Japanese." The master of dryness suddenly expressed his feelings. "While the monks are compassionate, they still have to kill one of the Japanese spies who came to China to destroy."
"Since you can kill him, then I can kill you too." Kagura said indifferently.
"Master, since he is a Japanese, he is also provocative. Just let us go together and kill him." A 30-year-old monk next to Master Kui Rong said, "What about the foreign spies?" Morality?"
"Amitabha!" said the master of dryness.
After that, the figure flashed and people were flying out. The shackles on the body were blown up by the wind, like a red cloud. After a punch, he hit the past, and the boxing method was accompanied by the whistling wind, which was unusually fierce.
The ancient Wu of the Kuaiji Temple is a diamond fist, taken from the meaning of the glaring King Kong. With a punch, I can beat the copper incense burner. When I saw the master, the other disciples followed suit, and they were hit by thousands of songs.
Foreign cultivators who come to China are sure to carry out illegal activities and try to undermine the stability and unity of the country. In the Huaxia ancient martial arts, there is the responsibility to protect the environment and the people. Therefore, the masters of the Kui Rong Temple did not have a politeness to the gods.
"Glyphs!"
Seeing a few people besieging themselves, Kagura said indifferently.
Then a wave of samurai sword in his hand, like the sorcerer of the glory of the past. When Master Gu Rong saw it, he was able to make a move in midair. He swayed and took his knife off the direction. At the same time, the fists of several monk disciples also attacked the side of the gods.
Kagura is a moving figure.
A cloud of smoke emerged and disappeared instantly.
On the martial arts, the music is definitely not as good as these masters. So when he was just attacked, he used Ninjutsu.
"It is actually a ninja!" The people of Kui Rong Temple were shocked.
However, they did not fear because the enemy would endure the rhythm. Instead, they made a firmer determination to kill this person. The stronger the enemy, the greater the harm to China. Foreign practitioners who come to China are not doing good things, especially in Japan.