Using urine to urinate the Arhat statue, is this a monk?!

There was a creaking sound, and the door opened. The man hurriedly hid in the shadows, and saw a young monk running out of the Zen room.

"Hey, the fish soup made by senior brother is delicious, but if you drink too much of this soup, you will urinate more, or..."

"Hey, why does it feel weird, as if someone is hiding in the dark and watching me pee?" The young monk glanced around.

"Who is there? Stop hiding. I'm looking at you. Yes, look at your feet." Wu Sheng shouted into the darkness.

The man in the shadow lowered his head and glanced at his feet.

"It's not exposed!?"

Hua la la, a gust of wind blew.

"Still not coming out yet!" Wu Sheng stared into the shadow.

After a while, a person came out.

"There really is someone!" He was stunned.

When he looked at the man, he subconsciously touched his bald head, Xuanyi, carrying a knife, and was not masked. He had seen this man not long ago, in Jinhua City, Wu Yingwei - Shen Lie!

What was he doing at Lanruo Temple in the middle of the night? Did he discover something? His secret was exposed when he was in Jinhua City?

"I have to disappoint this benefactor. There is nothing valuable in this old temple in the mountains. Also, next time you come in to steal something, can you find a rag to cover your face? This seems too unprofessional." Wu Sheng was talking nonsense. While thinking about how to capture this Shen Lie.

It seems that this guy's status among the Martial Eagle Guards is not ordinary. That night, another Martial Eagle Guards called him "Sir". If he suddenly disappeared, would it cause any other troubles? Woolen cloth?

Lanruo Temple has been calm recently, with no accidents happening. Why did he come suddenly, or at night?

"I'm Wu Yingwei." Shen Lie was slightly bored when he spoke.

"Ah?!" Wu Sheng pretended to be slightly startled, his expression was very realistic and not artificial.

"Good evening, sir. I wonder why you come to our Lanruo Temple late at night?"

"I have something to ask you."

"Well, I'm just a monk. I can't make the final decision on some things. Can other elders call me over?"

"Just shout here, they should be able to hear you." Shen Lie said.

"good."

"Master, there are distinguished guests coming to the temple. We have come out to receive them!"

Shen Lie's mouth twitched when he heard these words. What does "accepting guests" mean? Could this little monk do it on purpose?

"Please sir, wait a moment."

After a while, Monk Kong Kong came, trotting over.

"Who is this benefactor?"

"Master Wu Yingwei."

"Oh, this gentleman came to Lanruo Temple late at night, definitely not to burn incense and worship Buddha, right?" Kong Kong said after hearing this.

Just as he was saying this, Abbot Kongkong and Monk Wunu also arrived.

"Let me introduce to you, sir. This is the abbot of our Lanruo Temple. His dharma name is Kongkong. This is his disciple. His dharma name is Wukong. The poor monk is Kongkong. This is the disciple of the poor monk, Wusheng."

"Visiting late at night has caused trouble for some monks!" Shen Lie held up his hand.

Before coming to Jinhua, he had heard a little about Lanruo Temple. He heard other people mention it and knew that there was such a thousand-year-old temple outside Jinhua City, and there were still several monks. Originally, he was not familiar with this old temple in the mountains. A few words were very sensitive. Now that something like this happened again in Jinhua City, he thought of coming here to have a look. As for why he chose to visit late at night, it was because based on his past experience, he could see more things at night. Special things that cannot be seen normally, but he did see it in the end.

"You are the only monks in the temple?"

"There are just four of us monks." The one who replied was Monk Kongkong.

"Come around with me."

"good."

In the middle of the night, four monks accompanied Wu Yingwei around the Lanruo Temple. Shen Lie walked very slowly and asked detailed questions when he walked to some places.

After walking around, it can be seen that this thousand-year-old temple in the deep mountains is in dilapidated condition, like an old man in his dying years.

"Are there any beasts or spirits in this mountain?"

"Well, there must be wild beasts. Jackals, wolves, snakes and monkeys are also common. As for spirits, I haven't seen them very often." Monk Kongkong replied.

"How do these monks live their daily lives?"

"There are some wild fruits in the mountains, and we have planted some, and occasionally we go down to the mountains to beg for alms."

"Are there any pilgrims coming to the mountain to burn incense and worship Buddha?"

"A few come occasionally." Monk Kong said.

"How many monks can master Buddhist magical powers?"

Several monks were stunned after hearing this.

"What magical power?"

They all looked confused.

"This poor monk knows how to use a gun and a stick." Monk Kongkong said.

Shen Lian muttered a few words silently, then suddenly turned around and waved his hand.

Several monks suddenly froze in place, maintaining the same posture as when they were walking around just now.

The moment he sensed the magic coming, the magic power in Wusheng's body spontaneously resisted, but was controlled by him subconsciously. He knew that this was Shen Lie's temptation. The other three people also showed no resistance at all. The four monks had a tacit understanding and cooperated very well with Wu Yingwei's test, and performed very well.

This can be regarded as a clear understanding.

"The powerless ones are really just a few ordinary monks."

After a while, Shen Lie waved his hand, and several monks swayed and regained their freedom.

"What was this, my lord, just now?"

"Excuse me, take my leave." After saying this, a gust of wind swept up around Shen Lie, wrapping him up into the sky. In an instant, he left the temple and disappeared under the vast night.

"Wusheng, do you recognize this Wuyingwei?"

"I know him. It's the Shen Lie I met when I went down the mountain last time. He seems to be from Jiangning, and he's here to investigate the case of dozens of missing people in Jinhua."

"Then why did you suddenly visit Lanruo Temple at night? You didn't leave any traces at that time, right?"

"At that time, he wanted to catch me in the yard of a house. I used my magical power to avoid it. Is it because he recognized that magical power and he thought of Lanruo Temple?"

"It's possible. I think this Shen Lie is a very smart person. There's no guarantee that he won't come to Lanruo Temple again. Please don't go down the mountain in the next few days."

However, Shen Lie Yufeng left Lanruo Temple and was thinking about Lanruo Temple on the way.

There seemed to be nothing wrong with those monks, but he just felt something was wrong. It was purely a subconscious feeling.

After coming down the mountain, when he passed by Ningjia Village, the small mountain village was very quiet. A domestic dog heard his footsteps and barked a few times.

"A very quiet little mountain village. Maybe you can find out something from this village."

The next morning, the sun was just halfway up.

A stranger came to Ningjia Village. He was tall and tall, with long and thin cheeks, and eyebrows like knives. He was wrapped in a black cloak. He went to a house and asked for a bowl of water.

The villagers were very enthusiastic and invited him into the yard and brought him a bowl of water. While the man drank the water, the man from this family started chatting.

"I heard that there is an ancient temple in this mountain?"

"Yes, there is one called Lanruo Temple, which is in dilapidated condition."

"Is this temple effective?"

"Not very effective." The man waved his hand and shook his head.

Whenever strangers from outside ask about Lanruo Temple, they will not say anything nice. This is an agreement made by people in the village.

The man came out of this house and heard someone talking not far away.

"Ah Zhu, is your wife about to give birth?"

"Come on, aunt."

"Go to the temple more often and burn a few sticks of incense to ask for the Buddha's blessing."

"Hey, I burn incense at home every day!"

The conversation was between a man in his twenties and a woman in her fifties. They stopped talking after seeing the stranger.

"Send incense at home?" The man's eyes lit up after hearing this.

While I was thinking, I suddenly saw a six or seven-year-old little girl picking wild flowers by the river and standing on the embankment, very close to the river.

Seeing this, he hurried over.

"Don't get too close to the river, it's dangerous." He whispered to the child.
Chapter completed!