Mrs. Zhang bent down and said, "Yuan Xi, are you willing to come with us?"
Jiang Yuanxi nodded repeatedly. She had thought that Mingwu would not let her go with him.
I didn't expect that he actually agreed.
She turned to Si Daiyou and Mo Liu and said, "I'll be back soon."
Jiang Yuanxi really didn't expect that the place Mingwu took them to was completely different from the place she sent people to explore that day.
Isn't it a wing room? Why do we have to climb the mountain?
Jiang Yuanxi climbed up with his short legs, panting.
There were stairs leading up the stairs, and Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Li were so scared that they were sweating and panting.
Not to mention, Jiang Yuanxi is still a child.
“Little Master,” she grabbed Ming Wu, “I can’t climb anymore.”
Mingwu turned around and said, "Amitabha, little donor, just hold on for a moment longer."
Jiang Yuanxi sat down directly on the ground.
"No, no, I want you to carry me." Jiang Yuanxi stretched out his hand towards him.
The enlightenment suddenly came.
He has been in Wanfo Temple for so long, but no one dares to order him around.
This little kid in front of me is really tired of living.
Seeing this, Madam Zhang helped Jiang Yuanxi and said, "Master Mingwu, Yuanxi is still young and doesn't need to suffer with us. Please help her."
Without waiting for Mingwu's consent, Jiang Yuanxi used both hands and rode on Mingwu's neck.
"Master is so nice and awesome!"
Asking her to climb a mountain is impossible.
Free manpower, don’t waste it if you don’t use it.
Mingwu's face darkened. Jiang Yuanxi was too fast and Ran Tong on the side didn't have time to stop him.
He didn't expect that this little girl was not only a good eater but also so brave.
He actually dared to ride on the master's neck.
"Donor, let me carry you." Ran Tong stretched out his hand.
Jiang Yuanxi hugged Mingwu's bald head and said, "No, you're so thin and you look weak. If I hurt you, I'll have to pay for it."
How could a young monk understand that this official was so high-ranking?
Seeing that Mingwu’s face looked increasingly worse, the little monk lowered his head quickly.
"In that case, let me take care of the little donor."
Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Li praised Mingwu, saying that it was the Buddha's mercy and the Master's kindness that made it difficult for Mingwu to give up halfway.
Mingwu could only grit his teeth and carry Jiang Yuanxi all the way.
By the time they reached the top of the mountain, Mingwu couldn't straighten his back anymore.
"Donors, this is it, please go in."
When no one was watching, Mingwu gave him a malicious look.
Little bastard, she'll be in trouble once she gets in there.
The abbot will be back soon, so it's already a good deal for that little bastard to keep his life.
Jiang Yuanxi and his two ladies walked straight into the hall.
There was a gloomy aura in the hall, and Madam Li and Madam Zhang couldn't help feeling a little scared.
Madam Zhang: "Didn't we say we were going to worship Buddha? Why is there no one here?"
Jiang Yuanxi looked up.
Unlike the Buddha statue that day, the Buddha statue in this temple is made entirely of real gold, and exudes a hint of evil.
What on earth are these bald donkeys up to?
Not long after they came in, the palace door was closed.
Mrs. Li was panicked: "What's going on? Why is the door closed?" She ran over to open the door, but found that it was motionless.
Not only that, there was also a strange smell in the hall.
"It's the incense!" Mrs. Zhang covered her nose quickly.
His father used to be a bodyguard and encountered many thieves. He was very familiar with the incense.
Madam Zhang pulled Jiang Yuanxi and said, "Cover your mouth and nose!"
Jiang Yuanxi sighed: "Aunt, it's too late, we've already been infected." She spread her hands.
The next moment, the two ladies fell to the ground.
Jiang Yuanxi saw that they all fell down, and it would seem abnormal if she didn't faint herself.
Not long after she fell to the ground, several monks came out from behind the Buddha statue.
"Hurry up, carry them. Send the little one to Master Dezhi, and the remaining two with excellent looks to the abbot."
Jiang Yuanxi listened to their instructions until he was carried into a room.
Another round of footsteps was heard, and Jiang Yuanxi continued to lie there.
"Hey, this little kid is pretty good." Dezhi stared at Jiang Yuanxi on the bed with lustful eyes.
This was the first time he had seen such a beautiful doll since he came here.
He stretched out his hand and slowly approached Jiang Yuanxi.
Before he could make a move, Suzaku jumped out and tied up his hands and feet.
"Damn it, you dare to touch my master with your dirty hands, I will burn you into charcoal!"
The Suzaku Fire is the purest fire in the world. As soon as it touched Dezhi's hand, his hand turned into charcoal.
In order to prevent him from screaming, Suzaku used his spiritual power to seal his mouth.
"Wait, don't kill him." Jiang Yuanxi sat up.
Zhuque quickly retracted the flame and stood behind Jiang Yuanxi.
"Bald donkey, tell me, what unknown things does your Wanfo Temple have?" Jiang Yuanxi walked around the room and finally his eyes fell on a small box in the corner.
Dezhi covered his right hand which was burned to charcoal, and sweat flowed down his cheeks like spring water.
"Answer our master's questions well, or I will burn you to ashes!" Suzaku threatened.
Dezhi nodded repeatedly, and Suzaku finally lifted the ban on him.
"Little donor, I'm just a handyman, please spare me!"
Dezhi kowtowed madly.
Jiang Yuanxi opened the small box and found that it was filled with small pieces of gold and silver, as well as a large number of banknotes.
It’s made, it’s made, Jiang Yuanxi’s eyes are shining.
Dezhi saw something and said, "Little donor, if you let me go, I will consider the gold and silver as a gift to you."
Zhuque slapped him with his backhand.
"It originally belonged to our master, why do you need to show respect to it?"
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