Chapter 163 Will hunt Wu's beauty

Hongren, the three disciples of Puyuan, who supervised the temple, first lit a lantern and led the way, but the four brothers talked and laughed. They could carry such a beautiful and fluid beauty as red sleeves up the mountain, all of which were blessed after several generations of disasters.

Red sleeves are originally born as dusty women. The prostitutes are unfathomable and fierce by nature. Naturally, they do not avoid the suspicion of men and women. They are even more generously sitting in a four-person sedan chair. Two long-sleeved jade hands hold the shoulders of the two monks, just like the queen under the moonlight.

But when they arrived at the Lingshan Temple on the top of the mountain, everyone dared not speak loudly. Hongren led around the back door of Lingshan Temple, and then gently knocked on the door ring. A disciple of Puyuan of the temple had already opened the door and still yawned and complained: "Who? Which one is not good at vigil and comes back for a midnight snack?

Hongren said angrily, "Open your eyes and see clearly! The distinguished guest is here.

The man guarding the back door suddenly saw everyone carrying red sleeves and said with a smile, "Oh! Auntie is here, please come in! I'll inform Master!"

Hongxiu still went to Lingshan Temple the first night. He came from the back door, passed through the house, looked east and west all the way, and whispered, "Where does your master live?"

Hongren hurriedly said, "In the front backyard, it was originally the master's unique Zen temple, but recently there have been many monks and disciples who went to Lingshan Temple, so we have to arrange all the teachers and uncles to squeeze into this backyard. They must all sleep. We must act lightly."

Hongxiu nodded and whispered, "Where is the new high-ranking man? He also lives here?"

Hongren smiled and said, "He is a master in my teaching, and he is the most noisy. The master specially arranged for him to live in the room behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall."

Hongxiu thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Oh! This is the backyard. Everyone has rested and it is quite inconvenient to speak. There is no one to come to the Daxiong Hall and other Buddhist halls.

Hongren said happily, "Yes, there is no one in the temple in the middle of the night. Even the disciples on duty are my brothers. I think it's more appropriate for the master to meet the master in the hall. I order the chef to do whatever he wants to eat and drink.

Hongxiu listened and said with a smile, "I know the way. I'll go. Just ask your master to come to the Daxiong Treasure Hall later. By the way, let the fragrant chef set up a banquet, can you? It won't anger the Buddha, will the abbot blame it?"

Hongren smiled and said, "It makes us usually gamble on money and drink in the Buddhist hall in the middle of the night. The abbot has his younger brother. Go quickly."

Hongxiu gently walked through the back temple of Lingshan Temple and through the empty Luohan Hall, but saw that there were still dim yellow glazed bright lights in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the shadows could see the wing behind.

Hongxiu couldn't think of any good way to call the world. In the middle of the night, the ancient temple in the deep mountains, in case of calling the wrong door and hitting the extermination, it was not beautiful.

Hongxiu was hesitating when he saw Puyuan's big belly. He shook left and right and ran happily. When he came to Hongxiu, he was still gasping for breath and said with joy, "Oh, living Bodhisattva! Finally, I'm looking forward to it."

As Hongxiu walked to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he muttered, "I heard that you are going to go to the fairy capital tomorrow. Thanks to your care for so many days, I think the good or bad luck of going to Xiandu is uncertain. In case something happens to you, you will never see it again. The night is long and you can't sleep for a while. Just come up the mountain to see you. "

Puyuan couldn't help but be even more happy. He quickly grabbed Hongxiu's hand and smiled, "Thank you, living Bodhisattva. You don't know that the little monk is looking forward to you every night. Tonight, he can get the favor of the living Bodhisattva. Even if he dies tomorrow, it's worth it."

Hongxiu said, "Don't want the Bodhisattva to be short, and there is a Buddha among them. If you say something wrong, you will be doomed if you offend the Buddha."

Puyuan took Hongxiu's hand and smiled, "You are my living Bodhisattva. What is the Buddha in this hall? It's just a clay sculpture and gold. The little monk burns incense to worship Buddha every day in order to be greedy with the red sleeve monk for a long time."

Red sleeves let go, Liu Mei raised, Phoenix's eyes stared, pretending to be angry, "Pooh! Fortunately, you are still a disciple of Buddhism. Don't you know the rules and regulations of Buddhism? I am kind enough to see you off. Tomorrow, I will die early and live under the peak of Dinghu, the capital. I will send you to the west sky, hehe.

Puyuan didn't think it was at all. He knew that the red sleeves were laughing. Under the shadow of the dim glazed lights, he looked at the red sleeves and the more he loved them. The enchanting figure, the shy and closed moon's beautiful face, coupled with the enchanting eyes, Puyuan only felt that the red sleeves were unique to every inch of the women in the field of the endless wind and moon. The charm made him feel itchy.

Red sleeves are famous all over the world, and they are masters of the wind and moon. How can they not know when they see Puyuan moved their hearts? Pointing to his bald head and smiled, "It's a pity that you are not a lay disciple, but you are just a fat bald donkey. It's still early to hit me."

Puyuan couldn't stand it anymore. He was greedy and wanted to hug his red sleeves. He smiled and said, "Live Bodhisattva, the little monk is willing to be vulgar for you and die for you!"

The red sleeve had already flashed back, and the autumn waves surged darkly. His eyes turned and smiled and said, "Slow! I don't need you to die for me, just work for me."

Puyuan hurriedly said, "The living Bodhisattva, don't run away. The little monk is willing to do anything for the living Bodhisattva."

Hongxiu smiled and said, "Okay, wait, let me ask you, which room do you want Hongchen to live in?"

Puyuan wanted to make Zhidizzy and pointed out, "It's the nearest room after leaving the palace. What did you ask him? Beauty, come on!"

Puyuan went to the end but was empty. Hongxiu had already stepped out of the hall, hurried to the nearest room, knocked on the door and shouted, "Wish Hongchen, come and save me!"

Puyuan chased out and was scared to death. He waved his hand and said, "Live Bodhisattva, aunt! I can't knock!"

What kind of identity Hongchen is? His martial arts skills are all high. As soon as he heard the footsteps, he had already woken up, and he heard what seemed to be a woman's call for help. He quickly put on his clothes and suddenly opened the door. However, he couldn't help but be surprised to see the beautiful red sleeves standing in the moonlight.

Hongxiu saw that Hongchen opened the door so quickly. He was fierce and heroic, and his heart was also happy. He pretended to be panicked and said, "Come on! Puyuan wants to be rude to the little girl!"

After saying that, Hongxiu hurriedly dodged behind the world.

Puyuan panicked and couldn't stay in or retreat. He wanted Hongchen to say coldly, "Master Puyuan, is there really such a thing?"

Hongxiu originally wanted to provoke the two of them to fight, that's good. Later, he thought about once there was a disturbance in the ancient temple in the middle of the night. As we all know, when he saw that he ran to Lingshan Temple late at night, he was not beautiful, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay, you two don't hurt your harmony. Master Puyuan is also impatient for a while. If I don't investigate, I will Yes, let's go to the Daxiong Hall. I want to talk to you two. Don't wake up others.