"roll!"
The cold roar came from Zen Master Kuji's mouth, frightening the seven masters to death. Zhao Tianqing, who had his right arm cut off, was frightened and terrified, and did not dare to stay. He got up and ran away from the martial arts hall.
After escaping from the mall, they stopped panting.
Zhao Tianqing took out an elixir, crushed it, and applied it on the wound to stop the bleeding, but the severe pain of his broken arm still made him grin.
In addition to the physical pain, he felt that Tian Wenmen had lost all his face.
"Who is that old monk?"
He shouted angrily, glaring at the great monk.
The other people also looked over curiously. Zen Master Kuji just made a move and directly injured seven of them. It was incredible that they had never heard of such a powerful warlock before.
The great monk took a deep breath and said: "Zen Master Kuji is the abbot of Zhaode Temple and one of the three major Zen masters in the country. He specializes in Ksitigarbha Taoism and saves evil spirits. It is said that there are 72 evil ghosts in Zhaode Temple. It has been transformed by him and has become a kind ghost for his use."
hiss……
Everyone took a breath, with horror in their eyes.
Naturally, they would not take ordinary ghosts seriously, but if they evolved once, it would be difficult for them to win in a duel, not to mention that Zhaode Temple actually has 72 of them! !
"Saving 72 fierce ghosts, what kind of merit is this?"
"No wonder his cultivation is so terrifying."
"But why does he want to help Lu Chen?"
The great monk explained: "Zen Master Kuji pays attention to using love to influence the ghosts, so he takes great care of the ghosts in the temple. If the ghost is bullied outside, he will fight back no matter who the opponent is, so he is not helping Lu Chen, but helping the ghost ."
boom!
Zhao Tianqing punched the wall with such force that blood flowed from his fist.
He gritted his teeth and said, "This lucky boy."
A man dressed as a Taoist priest frowned and said, "What should we do now?"
The great monk said helplessly: "We were the ones who made the first move. Even if it makes the matter bigger, we won't be responsible. In my opinion, let's just forget about it."
Zhao Tianqing said unwillingly: "Then my arm will be in vain?"
The great monk said: "If you still want to take revenge, I suggest you go to Lu Chen to cause trouble, but Zhaode Temple... you'd better not mess with him."
"Lu Chen!!"
Zhao Tianqing gritted his teeth angrily. He really couldn't understand why a wild boy with no family and no sect could hit him in the face of Tian Wenmen again and again.
Looking at the broken right arm, his heart was bleeding.
He swore that Lu Chen would be killed.
…
Zhaode Temple, in the guest room.
Lu Chen woke up leisurely and heard a burst of crying from beside him. He opened his eyes and saw Chu Huairou lying beside the bed, crying loudly.
"Rourou."
"Lu Chen, you're awake!!" Chu Huairou sat up excitedly, quickly wiped away her tears, and then asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"
"It's okay...hiss!"
Lu Chen wanted to sit up, but his body seemed to fall apart when he moved, and he grimaced in pain.
"Lie down quickly and don't move. I'll call someone."
Chu Huairou hurriedly ran out, and not long after, he walked in with Meng Yutong. Meng Yutong walked to him with a wooden bucket in his hand and said.
"You're seriously injured. Don't move around. Let me apply some medicine to you."
She opened the barrel, and a scent of medicine suddenly filled the room. As a doctor, Lu Chen immediately determined that this was the best medicine for sores.
Meng Yutong said to Chu Huairou: "Sister, go and say thank you to Zen Master Kuji, and then go and drive the car. After the medicine is applied, I will take you back to Jiangnan."
"Okay!" Chu Huairou didn't want to stay in Yunhai any longer and went out immediately.
Lu Chen frowned and asked: "Zen Master Kuji?? What happened after I fell into coma? Is Li Yuhan okay?"
He remembered that he tried his best to block the flying sword for Li Yuhan, and then fainted. As for what happened next, he had no memory at all.
"Zen Master Kuji came after you fell into coma..." Meng Yutong recounted what happened in the martial arts hall.
Lu Chen's eyes widened after hearing this. He couldn't believe that the skinny old monk could defeat the seven great masters with his own strength and did not dare to fight back. Moreover, he even chopped off one of Zhao Tianqing's arms.
What kind of combat power is this?
Is this really a compassionate eminent monk?
He was shocked and at the same time extremely lucky. Fortunately, he listened to Meng Yutong's suggestion and bought a gift for Zen Master Kuji, which gave Li Yuhan the opportunity to join Zhaode Temple.
Otherwise, even if Zen Master Kuji is powerful, he cannot break the rules to help him.
"I'll apply the medicine for you, please be honest."
Meng Yutong took off Lu Chen's clothes without any explanation, took a spoonful of ointment and smeared it on Lu Chen's back, and then used his white hands to help him spread the ointment evenly. The cool touch made Lu Chen shiver.
"I can do it myself."
Meng Yutong rolled his eyes and said, "Just lie down there and I'll apply it for you."
Lu Chen said sheepishly: "Thank you."
Meng Yutong curled his lips and hummed: "Lu Chen, I didn't realize it before. You are playing quite wildly."
"Ah?" Lu Chen was confused.
"Ah what? You are willing to die for that ghost, and you still dare to say that you two don't have an affair? Let me tell you, I don't care whether you have a lover or a lover. If you dare to be sorry to my sister, I, I will interrupt you three legs."
As she spoke, she pressed firmly on Lu Chen's wound.
Lu Chen suddenly grinned in pain and begged for mercy: "Sister, you misunderstood. Li Yuhan and I are friends. We have no lovers or ghosts..."
"Hmph, I don't care. Anyway, if you let me know that you have done something sorry for my sister, I will never let you go."
"In turn, I'll paint the wound on your front."
Several flying swords pierced Lu Chen's body directly, causing him to stutter in front.
After Lu Chen turned over, Meng Yutong pulled his pants down involuntarily. His body tensed up instantly, he could not speak, and his face turned red.
Meng Yutong dug out a piece of white ointment and placed it on Lu Chen's belly button wound. Just as he was about to apply it, a cry came from outside.
"Lao Lu, are you okay!!"
Xuanqi pushed open the door and entered.
The next second, his big eyes widened.
Lu Chen was lying on the bed topless, with a pool of white liquid at his belly button. Meng Yutong was sitting next to him, with his little hands also covered with white liquid.
He was unconscious as promised, he was seriously injured as promised...
Why did you start having fun as soon as I arrived?
Looking at the men and women in the room, he had an ambiguous smile on his face: "I didn't see anything, you two continue, hehehehe."
Meng Yutong, who had always been a tomboy, felt a little embarrassed when he stared at her like this, so she quickly got up and ran out.
"I'll go find Zen Master Kuji and bring Li Yuhan back."
Looking at her back, Xuan Qi chuckled and said: "Lao Lu, you are a very handsome boy. Did you fall in love with this beautiful woman just after Miss Chu left?"
"Do you have enough for your body? I have big tonic pills here, they only cost 100,000 yuan each."
Lu Chen rolled his eyes: "Go away, she is Chu Huairou's sister, don't talk nonsense."
Xuan Qi's big eyes widened with an expression of admiration: "She is actually Chu Huairou's sister? Lao Lu, you are too awesome, right??"
"Teach me how you captured these sisters?"
Lu Chen was speechless. You are a monk, why are you studying this?
He said impatiently: "Because I'm handsome."
Xuan Qi curled his lips: "Tsk~~"
"I won't talk nonsense to you. I have something important to tell you when I come here this time."
