Guo Lin walked to a remote wall of Fengyuan Temple and took out a ten-mile incense stick.

The ten-mile incense is about 20 centimeters long and has two intertwined weird lines that wrap directly from the head to the tail.

He lit the ten-mile incense with a lighter and got a hint:

【Please select the scope of influence!】

Moreover, the method of selecting the range was very mysterious, but the key was immediately clear to him, and he could just control it with his mind.

He directly selected the entire area of ​​Fengyuan Temple and threw ten lixiang into the wall of Fengyuan Temple.

Almost as soon as the ten-mile incense was flying in the air, the entire ten-mile incense burned at an incredible speed and turned into fly ash.

At the same time, Guo Lin also got a reminder in his mind:

[The ten-mile incense stick you used within Fengyuan Temple has an expiration date of 168:00:00! The countdown begins!]

As expected, a countdown to Shilixiang also appeared in the light curtain in my mind.

Similarly, he seemed to have an extra sense. There seemed to be a circle of invisible things in the area around Fengyuan Temple.

This feeling is very strange.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Lin felt a special rotten smell begin to spread rapidly towards Fengyuan Temple.

Miraculously, when he exited the circle of invisible things that he perceived, the rancid smell disappeared, and as soon as he stepped in, he could smell it again.

Moreover, the smell was like a pile of dead rats that had not been dealt with, which made people want to feel sick.

The effect of this Shilixiang is really surprisingly fast.

Guo Lin smiled slightly when he saw this and left as if nothing had happened.

In Fengyuan Temple.

Yi Hui is a little mentally weak.

He was still affected by the spiritual spring vat.

Although he smashed the Lingquan vat, he still couldn't figure out why the Lingquan vat ran back to Qingfeng Temple.

Fortunately, several important pilgrims came today, which gave him some comfort.

These pilgrims eat fast every time they come and donate a lot of money after fasting.

When several pilgrims kowtowed three times on the futon, Yihui also shouted: "Ask for the order, kowtow again!"

When the pilgrims heard this, they also stood up and knelt down to worship three times again.

This sequence of questions is also a kind of ritual for pilgrims to offer incense that he invented.

It looks similar, but the key point is that these pilgrims believe it.

So, what if these people have money? If they have ghosts in their hearts, they will ask Bodhisattva and Buddha whether they want to be led by his nose.

At this moment, Shi Yuan was sweating profusely and rushed over, looking at Yi Hui in a panic.

Yihui suddenly frowned, knowing that something must be wrong.

After the pilgrims finished offering incense, one of the pilgrims said: "Master Yihui, let's walk around the temple by ourselves and stay for a vegetarian meal at noon!"

"Several donors, please." Yihui nodded with a smile.

After these pilgrims left, he hurriedly asked Shi Yuan: "What's going on in a hurry?"

Shi Yuan immediately took out his cell phone and handed it to Yi Hui: "Host, the spiritual spring tank at Qingfeng Temple has been restored."

"How is it possible? I obviously smashed it?" Yihui couldn't believe it. He immediately took the phone and saw several videos that Shi Yuan had found, all about Qingfeng Temple and Lingquan Tank.

The spiritual spring tank in the video is intact.

"Could this be the previous video?" Yihui asked immediately.

That stone was shattered into pieces, and it is absolutely impossible to recover.

Shi Yuan said tremblingly: "Host, these are the latest videos released, and I secretly went up to watch it. The Lingquan vat has really returned to its original state. Is it true that gods have been to Qingfeng Temple?"

"How is that possible? The other party must have a spare." Yihui felt a little numb when he heard this.

Suddenly, the two of them heard a noise:

"What's going on? It smells so bad?"

"It smells like a dead rat."

"No, it's getting worse and worse. Ugh!"

"..."

These are the voices of those pilgrims.

Then, Yihui and the two also smelled an unpleasant rancid smell that suddenly hit them and floated into the tips of their noses.

The sudden smell made them all retch subconsciously.

Then, I saw the pilgrims covering their noses and coming over in a hurry.

"Master Yihui, what's going on? Suddenly it smells so bad?"

"Ah, where did so many flies come from?"

"What's going on? Where did the cockroach fall?"

"..."

All of a sudden, the chicken is flying like a chicken and the dog is jumping.

Yihui and Shiyuan's expressions changed greatly.

I don't know when there were a lot of flies flying around, and even cockroaches appeared on the table in the living room.

These two animals are absolutely disgusting, just look at the disgusted expressions on the pilgrims' faces as they shoo away the flies.

The key point is that in this temple, he cannot kill animals. If he kills flies and cockroaches, then the master's character will collapse.

"What's going on?" A pilgrim pointed outside with an ugly expression.

Everyone looked around and saw something dark, like a dark cloud, flying in.

There were countless flies, so dense that they almost obscured your vision.

The buzzing sound of flies not only makes people feel dizzy, but also makes them upset.

"Yi Hui, Master, what on earth is going on?"

"We can't stand it anymore, let's leave now!"

"Yes, there are more and more cockroaches. Let's go!"

Several pilgrims could not stay any longer and hurried outside.

Not only them, but the other two monks from Fengyuan Temple and the half-trained chef in the kitchen also ran out in a hurry.

Only Yi Hui and Shi Yuan were left inside.

"This...what is going on?" Yihui's face became increasingly ugly.

Fengyuan Temple has never been in this kind of situation.

The rancid smell was very strange and appeared suddenly.

Shi Yuan repeated in a panic: "Host, you...do you think it has something to do with Qingfeng Temple? Are they really gods?"

These words not only made Yihui's scalp numb, but also caused a layer of cold sweat to break out on his back. He also thought about the inexplicable return of the Lingquan Tank to Qingfeng Temple and its restoration.

But he could only pretend to be calm and shake his head: "No...impossible...there really are gods. We have been unlucky for so many years."

Buzz buzz!

There are more and more flies.

It was very scary to be surrounded by dense flies. Yihui and the others all fled out of Fengyuan Temple.

At this time, Guo Lin had returned to the mountain path, and when he looked at Fengyuan Temple, his face was filled with shock.

I saw that Fengyuan Temple was already densely packed with flies, and the scene seemed to be somewhat blocking out the sky and the sun.

Fengyuan Temple is surrounded by mountains and forests, and there are already many flies. All the flies around seem to be attracted, and just looking at it makes one's scalp numb.

Guo Lin then laughed.

Fengyuanji kept targeting him, and now he finally got angry.

Moreover, he also has a large handful of ten-mile incense, which he can greet the other party slowly.

He is not someone who repays evil with kindness. Even if he is a Taoist priest and has the game "Leisure Shushan", his future goal is to be a swordsman who enjoys vengeance.

He really wanted to know what the believers of Fengyuan Temple would do when they saw this scene.
Chapter completed!