When I came to the ravine, I was stunned. The body of the big snake was gone. Only the bodies of a few beasts were left, including wolves, snakes, rats, etc. There was black blood at the corners of their mouths. They must have been poisoned by eating poisonous flesh and blood.

And died. But where did the big snake's body go? It weighed at least ten thousand kilograms. Even if it was eaten, it would be impossible to finish it in such a short time, and not even the skin was left. Moreover, the skin was extremely hard and could not be used by swords.

Can't cut it open.

"Where have you gone!?" Wu Sheng searched the nearby mountains and forests carefully and found no trace of the snake's body moving.

"Such a big snake disappeared out of thin air?"

He was stunned for a while, then hurried back to the temple, found Wu Nuo, and asked about the matter.

"Ah, I didn't pay attention." Wu Nui was still cheerful and honest.

"Senior brother, haven't you noticed anything unusual outside the temple in the past two days?"

"No." Wu Nu shook his head. I have been in the temple for the past two days and I didn't hear any movement outside." Wu Nu said.

"Forget it, let's ask the abbot and uncle."

Monk Kongkong came back three days later, with the sun setting in the west, full of fatigue, and carrying a big package in his hand.

Wuyou cooked a rich dinner, specifically to welcome the abbot back. During the meal, Wusheng mentioned the disappearance of the snake's body.

"It's okay." Monk Kongkong said after hearing this.

Well, Wu Sheng was stunned.

"you know?"

"I know." Monk Kongkong said.

"It's good to know."

Wu Sheng originally wanted to ask where the big snake's body had gone, but seeing Monk Kongkong's tired look, he stopped asking.

After dinner, Wu Sheng asked about emptiness.

"Master, what did Uncle Abbot do when he went down the mountain?"

"I went to find a treasured sword." Kong Kong said.

"knife?"

"Yes, the abbot likes to speak with a knife." Kong Kong said.

"Ah, I understand, I understand." Wu Sheng nodded.

After the abbot came back, he was still elusive and could only see others when he was eating. Monk Kong still liked to read, but he also started to read Buddhist scriptures. Wu An only practiced in daze.

Wu Sheng, on the other hand, practiced day and night and worked hard. Ever since he saw the big demon coming from the sky at the Lu family, he had an inexplicable sense of urgency. But Kong was a little worried and had talked to him several times.

"You practice like this, day and night, will your body be able to eat it?"

"I can eat well. I eat the most every time I eat." Wu Sheng said with a smile.

"Of course you need to be diligent in your cultivation, but you also need to be moderate. It is good to be brave and diligent, but too much is not enough. You are like a devil!" said Kong Kong.

"It's okay, Master, you don't have to worry." Wu Sheng said.

He knew that Monk Kong really cared about him,

Life in the mountains is simple and simple, but more and more people come to Lanruo Temple to burn incense. They are all people from Ningjia Village at the foot of the mountain. Every time they come, they bring them some food, vegetables and other food.

These people are very simple and kind-hearted, and they have sent so many things. All Wu Sheng can do is chant sutras and pray for them every day, and pray to the Buddha to bless them and keep them safe.

There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and it is so cold that I don’t know the year.

Unknowingly, the wind cooled down, and the mountains and forests were filled with golden, dark green, deep red, and colorful colors, like a painting. Autumn has arrived.

The ginkgo trees in Lanruo Temple are full of yellow leaves on the branches, and the ground is also golden, which is very beautiful. However, the bodhi trees are still lush and green.

In the open space behind the temple wall, vegetables and fruits have grown, which looks very pleasing to the eye.

On the mountain behind the temple, the ancient locust tree that is more than a thousand years old is still lush and green, blocking out the sky and the sun.

Under the big tree, a monk sat cross-legged and recited scriptures.

It was Wu Sheng who came to this big tree to recite sutras almost every day during this period.

He came here not because it was cool under the big tree, but because he felt it was necessary to vaccinate the big tree or to connect with it emotionally. The tree had grown so big that it would be a pity to cut it down.

Regardless of whether it could be cut or not, Wu Sheng felt that not every monster was born bad. It was like a baby. When it was born, it was absolutely pure. The changes in its personality in the future were due to the influence of the surrounding environment. He thought about it.

Keep reading and chant Buddhist sutras next to it every day. If one day it really turns into a demon, it will not go astray.

In fact, he still had a sense of luck. If such a big tree really turned into a demon and was so close to Lanruo Temple, would it be possible for it to become the protector of Lanruo Temple? If that was the case, wouldn't Lanruo Temple be the protector of Lanruo Temple?

One more reinforcement?

The big tree seemed to be sensing something. Whenever he chanted sutras, the leaves swayed particularly hard, as if he was very happy.

On this day, Wu Sheng went down the mountain to Ningjia Village to get incense and candles.

There were many people coming to Lanruo Temple to burn incense, and the incense was worn out quickly, so they entrusted people at the foot of the mountain to purchase it for them. It was also convenient to go down the mountain to pick it up regularly. When they came to Ningjia Village, they unexpectedly found out that there were guards there, so they asked carefully.

I knew they were here to collect food.

"Last year it was three out of ten, but this year it's five out of ten. How can people live like this?" The man said with a sad face.

"How come there are so many additional taxes all at once?!" Wu Sheng asked in surprise after hearing this.

"I heard it was because there was a shortage of food during the war, so more was collected."

"Master, please do a good job and collect less. This little food is really not enough for our family." A woman begged.

"I'll do it, okay? This is what I'm saying, let go. If you don't let go, I'll take you to the county jail. Let go!"

The officer kicked the woman away, and the child beside her was so frightened that she cried.

Seeing this, Wu Sheng stepped forward.

"Amitabha, why is this donor so manic!?"

"Stinky monk, it's none of your business, get out of here!" the guard said fiercely.

"Life is not easy for these villagers, so why do you have to make it so difficult for them?"

"You're saying it's easy, monk, don't you need to eat? The people above asked me to collect grain. If I collect less, my money will be deducted." said Nadifeng.

"But these people don't have much food left?" Wu Sheng said.

"Do you have one? You can pay it for them!"

"The donor is really good at telling jokes." Wu Sheng said.

"go away."

He raised his feet, but Wu Sheng stepped aside. The force was too great, and he fell to the ground with a crack, like the sound of an egg breaking. Ah, there was a scream, and the knife in his hand was thrown to the ground.

"Quick, help me up," he howled.

The two guards next to him hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up. He covered his crotch and gasped for air.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much!"

"The donor is so skillful!" Wu Sheng praised.

"Stinky monk, you, you, are looking for death!" He suddenly pulled out his knife and slashed at Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng gave way and flicked the blade with his fingers. With a swipe, the knife flew away from his hand and floated a dozen steps before landing on the ground.

"The flying knife in the donor's hand is so beautiful!"

"you you……"
Chapter completed!