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Hearing this, everyone stopped their steps. At this time, a round monk walked out from the front hall. He was not even four feet tall, but his waist was more than three feet.

The monk was dressed in a yellow cassock, with beads in his hands, white skin, round eyes, a nose, and thick lips as red as lipstick. His face was full of smiles, and he had the aura of a Maitreya Buddha.

"The cold temple is simple, please do not take offense to it. Please come to the inner hall for tea. "Yuan Qing, go and clean up a few rooms for Benefactor Yuan Qing and the others to rest in." The fat monk said with a deep voice and a slight smile.

Little Shamei nodded and went to the back of the hall. Bai Lan looked at Leng Qiyue and asked, "Do you want to go in?"

Leng Qiyue glanced at the courtyard, then looked at the sky before saying, "Since we're here, we might as well take a look. Just don't randomly eat the things that are already in your mouth."

Bai Lan nodded, stepped forward and cupped her hands to the fat monk, "Thank you for your hospitality, please."

The smile on the fat monk's face did not waver as he nodded and walked in front. Leng Qiyue saw his footwork, it was light and steady, this fat monk knew martial arts.

Bai Lan also realized this and nodded at Leng Qiyue. The two of them continued to converse in silence.

There was only a very small clay Buddha in the inner hall, with sandalwood incense burning in the incense burner. Leng Qiyue and Bai Lan took their seats at the bottom. Little Shame brought in a cup of tea, put it down, and left the room.

Leng Qiyue picked up the cup of tea and sniffed it. She then took a few sips from the normal tea leaves.

When Bai Lan saw Leng Qiyue drink the tea, she also drank a few mouthfuls.

Leng Qiyue smiled faintly and asked, "Lord Fang, the outsider is a vegetarian, why does this temple smell like meat?"

The smile on his face didn't change at all as he said, "Actually, this old monk only came to live in this temple yesterday. This old monk took his disciple to travel around the world and saw that the temple was occupied by bandits. They are still roasting meat in front of the Bodhisattva. In a fit of anger, the old monk chased away the bandits and decided to stay here to peacefully pay respects to the Buddha. The temple that those bandits made is filled with the smell of meat, and this old monk is also very helpless. "

"Oh, so it's like that." It was a perfect explanation, but Leng Qiyue could not find any fault with it.

If what he said was true, then the wild grass in the yard would be easier to explain. However, the smell of meat … His words were still somewhat far-fetched.

Bai Lan looked at the sky and said, "Please guide us to the other rooms. It is already late, we still need to travel tomorrow."

When he stood up, he stood up and said, "This old monk will bring all of you to the temple. However, we don't have much rice to cook for dinner, so we can only boil some porridge for you."

Bai Lan said, "There's no need for that. Thank you for your kind intentions, Grandmaster. We can bring some rations and have a cup of hot tea."

The abbot nodded and said no more.

The room was also dilapidated. Xiao Sha Mi barely managed to tidy up one room. When he saw everyone come in, he said embarrassedly, "Host, this house is too dirty."

Bai Lan said, "There's no need to clean up. We'll just clean up ourselves. I'll have to trouble Young Master."

Fang Dang nodded and left with little Shamei.

The guards cleaned up a room for themselves while Leng Qiyue stayed in the room that Little Shame had cleaned up. When she got inside, she lifted the bedclothes off the bed and knocked on the bed, left and right.

Bai Lan smiled at her strange actions, "What are you looking for?"

Leng Qiyue turned her head and grimaced. "I used to watch TV, but the beds in the dark shop are all hidden panels. When people are asleep, the bad guys would press the mechanism and the person who is asleep would fall down. "Then he would be skinned and broken into pieces, and eaten as a bun."

Bai Lan almost burst out laughing, but she held it in until her face turned red. "What is television?"

Leng Qiyue rolled her eyes at him and said, "I was wrong, it's a novel, a drama."

Bai Lan came forward and touched the bed, knocked again and said, "Don't look for it, there are bricks below, no hidden panels."

"Oh?" Leng Qiyue sat down in disappointment.

Bai Lan took out some rations and handed it to her while she ate without taking a single bite. After eating, she clapped her hands and said, "How far is the Guanyin Hall?"

Bai Lan replied faintly, "We still have two days to go."

Leng Qiyue was petrified. After a long time, she muttered, "This damned ancient era. If it was by air, I would have flown back and forth a few times already."

Bai Lan looked at Leng Qiyue with a smile. The novel words that came out of her mouth were already quite common, so she did not ask what the plane was.

Since there was no window in the room, Bai Lan sat at the table and took a nap. There were people guarding the room from time to time. If they could see him, they wouldn't have to worry about ruining Leng Qiyue's reputation.

That night, the dark night and the wind were unexpectedly calm. It was very strange …

The next day, the group of people continued on their journey. Leng Qiyue, who was sitting in a palanquin, smiled and said, "I had thought that there would be an exciting night, but nothing happened. How boring."

Bai Lan smiled but didn't say anything. He had been on guard the entire night, so those guards probably didn't have a good rest either.

Leng Qiyue continued to ask, "Did that person think that I was dead and would not make a move?"

Bai Lan shook her head and said, "That might not be the case. The information over there is very well-informed. She will definitely know about it if you're still alive."

Leng Qiyue nodded. She knew that there would definitely be spies amongst these guards, so she could only wait and see.

After rushing for two days, they finally arrived at the Guanyin Hall. The incense was still burning quite vigorously, and the majority of them were couples who begged for children to burn incense.

Leng Qiyue lit the incense and thought to herself, "The benevolent Guanyin Bodhisattva, please protect my child's health and safety."

After the blessings were over, she did not mention anything about Lin Fei. It was not because she was jealous, but because she had completely forgotten about her.

After three days, the group returned. This time, they took the main road and didn't enter the mountain.

After the group of people left, a guard whispered something into Bai Lan's ears. Bai Lan said to Leng Qiyue, "The road ahead is blocked, we have to take a detour."

"Yes." Anyway, she sat in a sedan chair and didn't need to walk.

The group descended the official road and walked up a small path. Not long after, a 'kacha' sound was heard. The palanquin had fallen to the ground.

Bai Lan quickly pulled Leng Qiyue up. Leng Qiyue complained, "What a crappy thing! Why does the palanquin in the palace always fall to the bottom?"

Bai Lan examined the sedan chair and said in a low voice, "It is man-made. Be careful."

Leng Qiyue nodded her head. It seemed like it was the work of a spy. In that case, it was not an accident that the road they were on earlier had been blocked.

Bai Lan dragged Leng Qiyue by the hand as they walked along the road. The guards would occasionally look at the two of them with different expressions.

As the sky gradually turned dark, they arrived at another damned place. Leng Qiyue said, "We're going to sleep out in the open again."

Bai Lan's expression did not look too good. He nodded and waved his hand, saying, "Find a spacious place to set up camp."

The two guards replied and ran forward to scout the path.

After walking for a while, the scenery in front of their eyes suddenly became clear, and a large open space appeared before them. Everyone began to set up their camp.

After dinner, suddenly five guards and two eunuchs cried out in pain. Leng Qiyue took their pulse one by one and discovered that they were all poisoned.

"Be careful!" Bai Lan let out a scream as she thrust her sword over …

Leng Qiyue turned her head and saw Bai Lan's sharp sword stabbing a guard. The guard held a blue dagger in his hand.

Bai Lan drew her sword and stood beside Leng Qiyue. There were six people surrounding them.

One of the eunuchs took out a bamboo tube from his robes and pulled on the string outside the tube with force. A fireball flew into the sky before exploding.

Bai Lan's expression changed as she said, "He's summoning his companions."

Leng Qiyue was no fool, she could already see that. She hated that her martial arts had been sealed and she could not use any strength at all.

Bai Lan lowered her body and said, "I'll carry you."

Leng Qiyue didn't refuse him. She directly jumped onto his back and firmly wrapped her arms around his body, trying her best to make the two of them stick together. Only by doing this could she reduce the hindrance she had towards Bai Lan.

Bai Lan did not continue to fight. He rushed out of the encirclement and dashed forward, and on the way, he would occasionally jump out from the black clothed people to kill them. Suddenly, arrows filled the sky behind them. Bai Lan decisively turned around and used her sword to block the arrows. However, there were too many arrows. Although he had blocked most of the arrows, there were still three that had hit his chest …