Following the town mayor's footsteps, the group turned left and saw a wide path before them, about five zhang (approximately 10 meters) wide. On the north side of the path stood a single house built of brick and stone. The house occupied an area of about one mu (approximately 0.16 acres). Above the two wooden doors of the main entrance was a wooden plaque with the three large characters "Holy Monk Temple" written on it.
Liuli looked at the Holy Monk Temple with curiosity. She stopped and asked, "Mayor, may we go inside and take a look?"
“Alright,” the mayor said with a smile. “If you are interested, you can go to the Holy Monk Temple to offer incense. The Holy Monk enshrined in this temple is very efficacious and will grant any request.”
The three demons, including Li Molin and Lang Yuan, originally had no interest in this so-called holy monk temple, let alone offering incense. However, seeing that Liuli was very interested, Li Molin nodded indifferently and said, "Alright."
The town mayor went first, pushed open the slightly ajar door, and went inside, followed closely by Liuli.
Before me was a spacious courtyard, which was very clean and tidy. In the center of the courtyard stood a half-person-high incense burner, filled with incense sticks burning unevenly, and the wisps of sandalwood fragrance enveloped the entire courtyard.
Liuli followed behind the town mayor, bypassing the incense burner, and the group slowly entered the main hall in the north.
Upon entering the main hall, the first thing you see is a monk statue about half a zhang tall on a high platform against the north wall. The monk sits cross-legged and is carved from a single piece of huge stone. His monk's robe is painted gray, and he has a smile on his lips and gentle eyes.
Upon seeing the image of the monk sitting cross-legged, Liuli was suddenly stunned and stood there dumbfounded.
"Liuli, what's wrong?" Li Molin noticed her change and asked with a frown.
Liuli's trembling hand pointed to the monk's statue on the high platform, tears streaming down her face without her noticing. She simply stammered, "He...he...this monk...this monk...waaaah..."
Before she could utter a complete sentence, Liuli had already started sobbing.
Li Molin frowned even more deeply as he carefully examined the monk on the high platform, but he could not discern anything unusual.
"What's wrong, young lady?" The town mayor looked at Liuli strangely and asked in confusion.
Ahua looked up at Liuli, her gaze filled with unusual confusion.
Liuli just kept crying. She let go of her hands, and Ahua had to jump to the ground. Liuli then walked straight towards the monk statue. Her body trembled, and tears streamed down her face, quickly soaking the front of her clothes.
At this moment, everyone in the hall looked at Liuli's actions with great confusion.
The image of the monk before Liuli was blurred by tears. The stone statue seemed to have gone through a long period of time, with some mottled stone surfaces and many white spots on its clothes. However, the pair of dark and bright eyes on its face were still bright and spirited. Its eyes were slightly closed and a smile was on its lips.
His face appeared in her dreams from time to time, especially his eyes, which were as gentle as jade, as soft as water, capable of drowning her in them, making her never want to leave.
Liuli quickly walked to the offering table in front of the stone statue. Her mind was blank; she only wanted to be in front of him and take a good look at his face. So, following her thoughts, she placed her hands on the edge of the offering table and took a step forward with her left leg, ready to climb onto it.
"Girl!" The town mayor's expression changed, and he hurriedly ran over and grabbed Liuli's arm. At that moment, Liuli's left leg had already stepped onto the offering table, sweeping the offerings all over the floor.
The town mayor grabbed Liuli's arm tightly to stop her from doing anything further, and said with a pale face, "Young lady, you must not disrespect the holy monk! Get down quickly!"
Liuli tried to move her arm but couldn't break free from the town mayor's grip; this little old man was surprisingly strong at this moment.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Liuli sobbed, "I want to go up, I want to talk to the monk... Let me go!"
Seeing that Liuli seemed to have lost her mind, and that he was almost unable to hold her back, the town mayor could only turn to Li Molin and the others for help. His face was a little pale, and he said urgently, "Gentlemen, please help this old man hold the young lady back. The image of the holy monk cannot be desecrated!"
"Liuli!" Li Molin rushed over, grabbed Liuli's arm and pulled her to the ground. He frowned as he looked at the tears streaming down her face and said in a deep voice, "You've been very rude."
"Li Molin, you bastard!" Liu Li swung her other free hand forcefully, punching Li Molin in the face. Li Molin reacted quickly, turning his head to dodge. Liu Li's voice choked as she shouted, "Let me go, you bastard! I need to go up and talk to the big monk!"
Li Molin snorted coldly and said in a chilling voice, "Liuli, wake up! That's just a stone statue. What are you talking to it about?!"
Liuli wouldn't listen. She flailed her fists wildly, sobbing and wailing incoherently.
Li Molin shook his head helplessly. He grabbed both of her hands, but she still struggled. Helpless, Li Molin had no choice but to hold her tightly in his arms. He looked at the mayor and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, mayor, I don't know what's wrong with Liuli. Let's leave here quickly."
"Okay, okay!" The mayor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and took the lead, saying hurriedly, "Let's hurry up and go."
"You bastard, you're the one who's crazy!" Liuli struggled in Li Molin's arms, acting as if she were insane.
Li Molin, carrying Liuli, began to move forward with difficulty. He was already drenched in sweat after just a few steps. Passing Yu Ke and the others, he gave a wink and led the way out of the hall. Yu Ke nodded, exchanged a glance with Ji Jue, and the two turned and walked out of the hall. Lang Yuan waved to Ahua, who was still watching Liuli. Ahua hesitated for a moment, then ran a few steps and jumped onto Lang Yuan's shoulder. Lang Yuan turned and followed the others forward.
Even after walking quite a distance from the Holy Monk Temple, Liuli was still struggling to walk back. She muttered incoherently, "Li Molin, you bastard, let me go! I just wanted to talk to the Great Monk, why are you holding me?!"
"..."
Ignoring Liu Li's questions, Li Molin pulled her forward resolutely.
The townspeople watched as this group hurried past, especially Liuli's incessant commotion, and most of them discussed it with suspicion.
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