Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao could only watch Long Yubing busy on the side bored. A short while of thin beads of sweat oozing from Long Yubing's forehead. The Bud Master stood quietly and muttered to recite Buddhist scriptures. After two incense sticks, Long Yubing did not clean up the lotus platform where the Buddha sat, but she herself struggled to lift her arm.

Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao both looked at Long Yubing's back with heartache. Mu Wushuang couldn't help but step forward and asked, "Master, can you let me come for her? Or can I let my uncle rest for a while?" Master Shibu stopped chanting scriptures and shook his head and whispered: "No, you have too much murderous aura on your body, which is disrespectful to the Buddha. As for rest, it depends on Miss Long's meaning."

Mu Wushuang could only hold back his dissatisfaction and stood aside in a depressed mood. Just as Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao were sulking at the same time, a sound of a broken window suddenly sounded not far from the tower. Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao both stared at the stairs vigilantly. Master Shibu stopped chanting scriptures and frowned unhappily: "Where did the thief come from? He dared to trespass into the quiet place of Buddhism!"

Lin Miao bent his arm and clenched his fists again: "My internal strength has recovered 30%, it should be possible." Mu Wushuang pulled out the juluo sword and said, "Mouse, I'll do it." The Master of Devouring said to Mu Wushuang with some unhappiness: "Boy, put away the sword quickly, it's not advisable to see blood here." Lin Miao smiled and suddenly stretched out his right arm to block Mu Wushuang. Mu Wushuang pushed it hard, but found that he couldn't push Lin Miao in half.

Mu Wushuang looked at Lin Miao with awkwardness, and at the same time, the rapid footsteps downstairs were getting closer and closer. Soon, a man more than seven feet tall came to the door. Lin Miao smiled and greeted him: "You are here to worship Buddha... Huh? Brother Tingmu?!" The person coming was Zhang Tingmu. Zhang Tingmu was stunned for a moment, and then said in a little surprised: "Mouse? Mutou? Uncle Master is also here? What are you doing here?"

Mu Wushuang was about to come forward to speak, but Zhang Tingmu shouted with a serious expression: "Come on the uncle of the junior master! Hurry up!" Mu Wushuang didn't have time to think too much, so he rushed over and hugged Long Yubing's thin waist, picked her up and flew to Zhang Tingmu. Lin Miao also turned around, frowned and looked up and down. The Tingmu took a deep breath and scolded: "What do you guys mean? This is the pure land of Buddhism!"

Zhang Tingmu snorted coldly and used the internal power of the Purple Elephant Divine Art: "Are you not afraid of the Buddha's blame for pretending to be a disciple of a monk? Meat Lotus Monk!" Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao said at the same time: "He is the Meat Lotus Monk?" Zhang Tingmu nodded: "Or why would I come here?" Meat Lotus Monk suddenly smiled in a slight voice and said in a man and a woman's voice: "How did you see that you are a mortal, your Taoist art is average?"

Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao recited silently at the same time: "Miss Gu Xin told the eldest brother, it's not wrong." At this time, Long Yubing leaned his head on Mu Wushuang with some breath. Mu Wushuang immediately tensed his body and his heart beat wildly. Zhang Tingmu put his left hand on the hilt of the knife and replied coldly: "It was someone who told me."

At this time, the appearance of the Rou Luo Seng gradually turned into a man and a woman: "Who is so bold that he dares to tell me my secret? You really don't know how to live or die." Zhang Tingmu's mouth showed a hint of undetectable smile: "That person is not only very bold, but she also said that if she came in person, she would be afraid of scaring you away."

Rouluo Seng laughed a long time after hearing this. Mu Wushuang, Lin Miao and Zhang Tingmu all felt awkward when they heard his sharp and sharp nasal sound. Lin Miao gritted his teeth and said, "I can't stand this dead lady! Brother Zhang, tell me how to deal with him!" Rouluo Seng smiled and said slowly, "I know what you think, and still want to defeat me? I am so ignorant and cute."

Zhang Tingmu still pressed the hilt of the knife expressionlessly: "Is that so? Then look, what am I thinking?" Rou Luo Monk raised his orchid finger and lit it at Zhang Tingmu. After a while, Rou Luo Monk suddenly changed his face. He took several steps back in a panic, and directly knocked over a large number of tables, chairs and benches. Zhang Tingmu glanced at Rou Luo Monk and shouted: "Don't get out!"

Rou Luo Monk gasped for a few breaths in fear, and jumped through the window and escaped. After Rou Luo Monk escaped, the strong wind outside the tower stopped quickly. Zhang Tingmu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said to Mu Wushuang, "Take uncle back." Lin Miao looked at Zhang Tingmu and asked him with a wicked smile, "Brother Tingmu, where is Miss Gu Xin?" Zhang Tingmu's face showed a hint of loneliness, and he was silent for a moment before shaking his head: "What do I want to say about this, uh..."

Lin Miao raised his eyebrows thoughtfully: "Are you two having a quarrel?" Zhang Tingmu nodded in frustration. At this time, Long Yubing slowly pushed Mu Wushuang away and said with some blame: "Tingmu, why did you provoke her?" Zhang Tingmu nodded and said: "Go back to the uncle of the junior master, Miss Gu Xin wants to catch this meat monk together. I was afraid that the danger did not let her come, so she left angrily."

Long Yubing thought about it before comforting him and said, "Tingmu, don't be discouraged. If it were this dead hooligan, she would have been beaten to death by Miss Gu Xin." Zhang Tingmu replied with some loss: "But she said that she doesn't like men who bully the weak. I think she must be very disliked now." Lin Miao waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you can't help her! Brother Tingmu, just pull her to eat shabby wheat, don't worry she won't go."

Long Yubing glared at Lin Miao: "Damn hooligan, shut up! Miss Gu Xin is so greedy!" Lin Miao muttered in a low voice, "If you don't believe me, try it", and then stepped aside and stopped talking. Long Yubing gave Lin Miao a blank look, then turned his head to Mu Wushuang and said, "The antidote from Tingmu, give it to him quickly." Mu Wushuang said oh, and hurriedly took out the antidote from his arms and handed it to Zhang Tingmu.

Zhang Tingmu looked at Mu Wushuang strangely and asked, "Mu Tou, how did you get it?" Mu Wushuang laughed dryly and explained, "The mouse sold his body, and I exchanged it for you." Lin Miao glared at Mu Wushuang without saying a word. Mu Wushuang turned his head and continued to Zhang Tingmu, "Senior Brother, eat it in five times, each time must be the same, otherwise you will still die."

Zhang Tingmu looked at the pill and nodded: "There are four stripes on the pill, which are exactly five equal parts. It seems that the Saint Miao Yue has already given it." Seeing that Long Yubing's physical strength has recovered a lot, Mu Wushuang wanted to let go of Long Yubing's waist, but he felt a little reluctant. However, Long Yubing quietly took Mu Wushuang's arm and whispered: "I have had enough rest, and I have to continue cleaning the Buddha statue."
Chapter completed!