When Thirteen heard this, his eyes couldn't help but widen. He had worked so hard to bring his young lady and uncle to Tianhong Temple, but he was defeated by the so-called temple rules?
"Master Wu Ding! Master Lan has served the country and the people, but now he is being harmed by Dongchang. You are an old friend of the master, can't you be accommodating?"
"Miss is only three months old!"
After Thirteen finished speaking, he knelt directly on the ground with a "pop" sound, rainwater sliding down his resolute face, and his eyes widened angrily.
Lord Lanxiang was in his arms, raising his little head and looking at Thirteen, feeling inexplicably panicked.
The gray-clothed monks around him were silent, looking at the kneeling man with complicated eyes.
"Junior brother, we have to save him anyway, isn't it unnecessary for you?" A voice suddenly came from Monk Wu Ding's ear.
He said silently: "Senior brother, the rules of the temple are like this. Why don't I be more reserved and show off, and I'm not allowed to be criticized by the young monks?"
After he finished transmitting the message to his senior brother Wu Wen, he looked at Thirteen seriously and said, "That's all, come in."
Thirteen was overjoyed when he heard the words. He quickly got up, covered the two people in his arms with a blanket, and then handed them over to the nearest monk and said: "The young lady is called Lan Xiangjun, and the uncle is called Li Danxin. Master Wu Ding saved them." The two of us are enough, as for me, I have already exhausted all my energy to activate the secret technique, and I won’t survive much longer, so I might as well attract Xiao Jin’s pursuers to prevent them from chasing them to Tianhong Temple!”
After Thirteen finished speaking, he turned around firmly and disappeared into the dark rain curtain.
Wu Ding sighed: "Amitabha."
The other monks all said in unison: "Amitabha."
Then Lan Xiangjun and Li Danxin were carried and handed over to Wu Ding. When they finally entered the door, Lan Xiangjun's little hand pulled away the blanket and looked down hard.
Thirteen, to live...
Without Shisan's desperate protection along the way, he and Li Danxin would have been killed long ago.
Then, the two were placed in a room. The room was very simple, with only a table and a bed, and a red candle was lit on the table.
When Wu Ding put the two of them down, he put a quilt beside the bed to prevent them from rolling down.
"I didn't expect that the old monk was quite careful." Mr. Lanxiang couldn't help but think.
The bed was very warm and covered with thick quilts. The damp blankets on the two of them had been replaced by dry packages. Only then did Lanxiang Jun truly relax while lying on the bed with her husband.
The whereabouts of her biological parents were unknown, so she didn't have to think that they must have been caught. What made her wonder was why didn't her parents escape with her?
And Guard Thirteen...
Lan Xiangjun smelled the faint fishy smell coming from the tip of his nose and knew that it was the smell of Thirteen's blood.
She sighed and began to think about her future life. Can she return to her previous world? How will the old monk deal with me?
After thinking about it, suddenly, Li Danxin next to me burst into tears, her voice clear and penetrating.
Lan Xiangjun turned his head and looked at the white and tender baby and the little sparrow between his legs. He couldn't help but curl his lips. My husband is too young. I wonder if he will be handsome when he grows up?
She once helped her best friend take care of the child and knew that he was hungry. He had not had any water for three days. When the thirteenth child was around, he could still inject some heat into his body. At this time, no one was taking care of the two of them. Even she felt that He felt a sense of hunger, and every cell in his limbs was craving for food.
"Kaka..."
At this time, the door of the room was opened. Lord Lanxiang turned his head and saw Monk Wu Ding walking in with a Cixi look on his face and a small bowl in his hands.
When he came closer, the scent of rice porridge wafted into her nose, and instantly Lanxiang Jun smiled, staring at the small bowl in Monk Wuding's hand with bright eyes.
After Wu Ding sat down, she saw that the small bowl was indeed rice porridge. The porridge was cooked well, and the thick porridge juice exuded the temptation of food.
Mr. Lanxiang is even hungrier.
"Huh? The little girl is so smart. It's a pity that she is a girl, otherwise I would still be short of a disciple." Monk Wu Ding looked at Lan Xiangjun, a three-month-old girl, with an expression like an adult, He couldn't help but exclaimed.
Lan Xiangjun was stunned for a moment, and then started crying like Li Danxin.
Damn it, what if this old monk finds out that I have traveled through time and treats me as a demon and kills me?
The old monk smiled at the two of them: "Okay, stop crying and start eating."
As he spoke, he scooped up a spoonful of rice porridge with a small wooden spoon and gave it to Li Danxin outside.
Sure enough, when the rice porridge came to his mouth, Li Danxin stopped crying immediately. She sucked the rice porridge in her small mouth and kept swallowing.
Lan Xiangjun looked at it with greedy eyes, but she still cried in order to appear normal.
After Li Danxin finished a spoonful, Monk Wu Ding took another spoonful, this time towards Mr. Lanxiang's mouth.
Lanxiang Jun was stunned for a moment. Is this considered an indirect kiss?
Although he was said to be her future husband, but... I have been keeping my integrity for more than 20 years, and my bones were strong, so my first kiss was given out like this?
Can you change the spoon?
Should I eat it or not?
When he was struggling, he put the spoon to his mouth. Lan Xiangjun's eyes suddenly brightened up. The rice porridge passed through the esophagus and entered the stomach with its fragrance. A warm feeling of comfort spread throughout the whole body, and all the cells cheered. Jumping bird!
So delicious!
In this way, Monk Wu Ding used a wooden spoon to feed the two of them one bite at a time. Soon the porridge in the small bowl was all gone, and Lan Xiangjun and Li Danxin could not help but fall into a deep sleep...
Are babies so sleepy?
Lan Xiangjun couldn't help but think about it before going to bed.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly a sharp voice came!
"Xiao Jin, the Governor of the East Factory of the Great Wu Dynasty! Visit Master Wu Ding!"
The sound of internal force came rolling in, waking up Lan Xiangjun and the two of them.
Monk Wu Ding frowned, then piled the quilts into a line again to prevent the two of them from falling out of bed, then stood up and left the room.
Li Danxin next to him started to cry again, but Lanxiang Jun felt sad in his heart. Xiao Jin could find this place. Does this mean that the thirteenth year is more dangerous than good?
At the gate of Tianhong Temple, the heavy rain continued. When the gate of the temple opened, two rows of monks in gray clothes were standing in two separate rows, full of energy and blood, holding ordination sticks.
Then monk Wu Ding, wearing a bright red cassock, walked out of the door with a frown.
At the bottom of the steps, a group of twenty riders stood solemnly, like statues in the rain, with a depressing atmosphere coming towards them.
Among the twenty riders, the dozen or so in the back are all Dongchang fans wearing black armor, and the few in the front are Jin Yiwei wearing brocade clothes and embroidered spring swords across their waists!
The man at the front was 1.8 meters tall, wearing black cloud-leaf boots, black tights, and a blouse embroidered with a gilt fish and dragon pattern! There is also a cloak as black as ink on his shoulders!
A delicate and feminine face with a pair of unruly eyes, long white hair rippling in the night, and a Xuantian crown on her head!
This is the governor of Dongchang, Xiao Jin!
What was even more shocking was that the heavy rain falling from the sky dissipated automatically when it was a few meters away from his head!
An innate master!
Monk Wu Ding's pupils shrank. Only an innate master can initially grasp the power of heaven and earth and create all kinds of strange scenes!
And I am just an acquired state with Gang Qi protecting my body!
It's difficult...
Xiao Jin looked at him with a smile, and then spoke first:
"I have long heard that Tianhong Temple is the ancestral home of Zen Buddhism. Today I saw that it is indeed well-deserved. The monks are all first-rate, and Abbot Wu Ding is an acquired master."
"With such strength, why not join Dongchang and serve the country?"
Wu Ding's expression was gloomy. Xiao Jin certainly didn't mean to recruit Tianhong Temple by what he said. He just spoke directly and oppressed himself on the basis of the righteousness of the Dawu Dynasty!
After groaning, Wu Ding said in a deep voice: "I wonder if the Governor of the East Factory is here and visiting late at night, what are you doing?"
When Xiao Jin heard this, he raised his snow-white eyebrows and slowly leaned forward, caressing the majestic war horse wearing heavy armor beneath him. A smile appeared on his feminine face: "Don't Abbot Wu Ding know why I'm here?"
"I don't have time to spend time with you. In one sentence, hand over Mr. Lanxiang and Li Danxin, and I will pretend that I have never been here today."
"If not, don't blame me for mobilizing an army to destroy your Tianhong Temple!"
There was a bright light in Wu Ding's eyes. He suppressed his anger and said: "I don't know who the two people the governor mentioned are. You ask me to make friends like this, not to embarrass our Tianhong Temple." What?"
Xiao Jin sneered, and the chilling air came out, causing ripples in the surrounding rain: "Our family says it is there, it is! Otherwise, let the governor go in and conduct a search? The general of the Lan family named Thirteen , but his master is waiting below!"
The scene suddenly became tense, and the atmosphere gradually became tense. The guards and fans of Dongchang put their hands on the handles of their swords, while the monks tightened their grip on the sticks in their hands!
Monk Wu Ding smiled and said: "I have long heard that Governor Dongchang came to the realm of innateness at a young age, but you must know that my Buddhist sect is compassionate, but there are also angry-eyed Vajra! Governor, please don't bully others too much!"
Xiao Jin was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Okay, how about I bully you today? Everyone, give me..."
Before he could finish his words, Monk Wu Ding roared angrily: "Stop calling people, I want to ask the Duke for advice on martial arts cultivation first!"
The next moment, Monk Wu Ding's cassock kept flapping. Then he stepped on it and a big hole was created on the steps of Tianhong Temple. Then his body rose into the sky and rushed towards Xiao Jin like a big bird. !
"Buddhist Powerful Vajra Palm!"
While he was in the air, Monk Wu Ding stretched out his palm. The wind from his palm was surging and he pressed it down towards Xiao Jin's head! An illusory golden palm print appeared vaguely all over his body!
Xiao Jin raised his head, and his white hair was blown by the wind from his palm. His eyes flashed, he jumped into the air, and then punched the sky!
"Boom!"
In mid-air, the fist and the palm print collided, and a circle of ripples surged out from the position where the two met, forming a small shock wave, and the surrounding rain trembled!
The next moment, Monk Wu Ding's eyes were red, and golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Then his body flew back, hit the steps and spit out another mouthful of golden blood.
Xiao Jin, on the other hand, floated down, sat on the horse again, flicked his cloak and said coldly: "The Buddhist golden body is nothing more than this! Wu Ding, can I go in and search now?"
Who knew that the dozen or so monks standing next to him were holding disciplinary sticks to guard Wu Ding, glaring at Xiao Jin angrily!
Wu Ding felt his energy and blood rolling all over his body, and his internal energy was rushing around in his body uncontrollably. It was difficult to speak for a while.
When Xiao Jin saw the movements of the monks, he narrowed his eyes and said with murderous intent: "You are challenging the governor's bottom line!"
Suddenly, his body rose into the air, and then a wave of air swept towards the monks with his hand!
The monks were only in the first-class realm, but their expressions changed when they faced the air waves!
But at this moment, a mighty and grand Buddha's name came out from Tianhong Temple: Amitabha!
The sound of the Buddha's name made the rainwater between heaven and earth shake! At this moment, he seemed to be standing still, and the air waves sent by Xiao Jin were directly shattered. He himself felt tight in his chest and fell backward in the air.
"Lord Lord!"
"grown ups!"
The Jinyiwei and Fanzi below stepped forward to support Xiao Jin, both looking ugly.
Xiao Jin raised his head, with a trace of surprise in his soft eyes, and then sneered: "Is it really true that you beat the young one to the old one?"
"The little guy is so rude! I, Wu Wen, will teach Emperor Tianqi a lesson!" A mighty voice came from the temple. The next moment, an old monk wearing a golden cassock and all white hair flew across the sky and landed in the middle of the two sides!
Xiao Jin stared at the monk in front of him with sharp eyes and said: "Master of Bodhidharma Academy of Tianhong Temple, Wu Wen?"
Monk Wu Wen laughed and said arrogantly: "It's me! Little guy, you hurt my junior brother, how do you want to do better?"
Xiao Jin pushed away the Jin Yiwei beside him, pointed at Wu Wen and said: "Wu Wen! Don't think that you can do whatever you want at the peak of your innate life! I, Xiao Jin..."
"Stop it! I'm going to tell you today that at this moment of peak innate life, you can do whatever you want!"
"Two choices! First, apologize to my junior brother immediately, and then get out! Second, be beaten to death by me! Choose one!" Monk Wu Wen said sharply, and the surrounding rain was stirred by his momentum, forming a Ripples like waves, the mighty innate peak momentum made the faces of everyone in Jinyiwei even more ugly.
Xiao Jin opened his eyes wide: "Wu Wen, you are determined to..."
"Stop it! Xiao Jin, this is Tianhong Temple! I, Wu Wen, cover it! Hurry up and choose one of the two!" Monk Wu Wen clenched his fists and said coldly, without giving Xiao Jin a chance to speak.
"First of all, this is the Dawu Dynasty! Secondly, it is the Tianhong Temple! As a subject of the Dawu Dynasty, you, Wu Wen, are now fighting against the imperial court. Do you want to rebel?" Xiao Jin said sharply, the murderous look in his eyes could no longer be suppressed. !
After he became the Governor of Dongchang, no one in the world had ever dared to be so arrogant with him!
He decided to mobilize Taizhou Prefecture soldiers and horses later to conquer this place!
It's really good for chivalrous people to use force to break the ban! These so-called Jianghu sects are extremely unstable factors. It seems that Ma Ma's plan to enter the Jianghu is ahead of schedule...
"Oh? The Dawu Dynasty? Go back and ask the Queen Mother! See if I can protect someone I want to protect!"
"To tell you the truth, Lord Lanxiang and Li Danxin are in the temple! As long as I, Wu Wen, live for a day, if they are harmed at all, it will be you Xiao Jin who did it! I will go directly to the capital to settle the score with you!"
"Are my words clear enough? Choose one of the two, hurry up!"
"You little brat, you haven't even grown your hair yet, so you want to imitate other people's power play? Are you worthy?"
Wu Wen's beard and hair were arrogant, he pointed at Xiao Jin's nose and cursed, which directly blinded him.
Directly admitted to hiding imperial prisoners? Still so arrogant?
