Chapter 1766

Logically speaking, throughout the five thousand years, the fox spirit is more harmful to the world than the snake spirit!

But from his contact with master Puren of Xiyuan temple, he didn't seem to show resistance to Su Chan and others, but advised himself to lead him to good.

Besides, what kind of devil is Su Chan?

But what if these monks really want to catch Su Chan?

Li Yundong thought of this and stopped at once. His face was strangely frozen.

The knowledgeable monk who led the way in front looked back and asked, "benefactor Li, what's the matter?"

Li Yundong's face was cold and his eyebrows were full of evil spirit. His voice said coldly, "nothing. Go first. I'll take a look at the surrounding scenery alone."

Seeing that Li Yundong's face was not good, the Zhike monk wanted to ask two questions, but he was forced by Li Yundong's pressing evil spirit and did not dare to open his mouth. However, he was worried that Li Yundong would break into any disaster, so he answered at random, and then hurried to the backyard to report the situation to the abbot.

Li Yundong didn't know what the Zhike monk was thinking. He just stood there by himself, with surprisingly cold eyes.

Li Yundong was not obsessed with whether to help Su Chan or not. In his opinion, no matter who wants to be bad for his chick in the world, whether it is the Tathagata Buddha or Guanyin Bodhisattva, he has one word: fight!

But the question is... If the other party is trying to catch who? Who is this big devil? Obviously, not Yan Fang!

If you catch other people of fox Zen, what should you do? If you really catch Su Chan's head, why?

These problems poured into Li Yundong's mind, which only made his heart a little heavy for a time. Although there were antique treasure temples around, the scenery was also beautiful and elegant, but Li Yundong didn't have the idea to appreciate it at all.

He was thinking a lot, but suddenly he heard the voice of two women talking not far away. The content of the conversation attracted Li Yundong's attention.

"Hey, Xia Xia, why are all the strange people you brought this time? I've seen strange Japanese, but I've never seen such strange Japanese. You said that instead of taking pictures of the scenery with a camera, you took pictures of the runes in the woods, and then tried to take pictures of the monks in the main hall. Do you think it's strange?"

"Lan Lan, you haven't seen anything more strange! Did you see those Japanese pointing at the Sutra Pavilion of Xiyuan Temple just now?"

"I see."

"Do you know what they say?"

"I don't know Japanese as well as you. I don't understand it very well. Xia Xia, can you tell me?"

"Hey, the Japanese pointed to the Sutra Pavilion and said to the little girl they took with them: Orange child, you see, this is the best preserved Sutra Pavilion in Buddhist temples in South China. It has the richest variety and complete versions of Sutra, which is the best in South China, even in the whole Asia. Then what did the little girl say, do you know?"

"I don't know. Tell me quickly. Don't keep selling off!"

"The little girl asked: but why are the Tibetan scriptures of other temples much older than Xiyuan temple not as rich as Xiyuan temple?"