dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Hearing the old monk's politeness, Hua Jiunan naturally wouldn't continue to attack.

At the same time, it also prevented Chen Daji from beating the two ronin warriors.

"I've done the big plan, let's take a break."

"I've heard for a long time that the Sanshen springs in Kiyomizu Temple are quite miraculous, especially the Daigo tea made from them."

"It's a good time to taste it today."

The Sanshen Spring mentioned by Hua Jiunan is a waterfall in Qingshui Temple, named Otowa Waterfall.

The flowing water is clear all year round, and its clear spring is divided into three parts.

Each part is said to have magical powers for longevity, wisdom and health respectively.

"Fuck, is it so amazing?!"

Chen Daji was yearning to hear it, and thought to himself that if it really worked, he would definitely bring some home with him before leaving.

Especially let the deaf mother-in-law drink more.

As for Grandma Mai...you've heard of ghosts who need to "prolong life"...

Under the staring gaze of many Japanese, Hua Jiunan followed the old monk to the main hall of Qingshui Temple.

Because no pilgrims are allowed to enter here, it looks more fresh and elegant.

It really has the taste of a Buddhist holy place.

It's just that there is no distinction between gods and ghosts in the country of Dongying. In addition to the Guanyin and the Buddhas, there are also a pair of unusually tall ghosts and gods enshrined in the hall.

The height of the statues of ghosts and gods even exceeds that of all Buddha statues.

Each has blue-faced fangs, bulging muscles, and holds a huge wooden stick in their hands.

Seeing Hua Jiunan looking at the two ghosts and gods, the old monk explained softly.

"Namo Amitabha."

"These two statues are the guardian vajras of this temple, and the main body is a mandrill."

"It is rumored that the abbot of the fifth generation surrendered himself 600 years ago."

Hua Jiu's unsightly brows were furrowed, obviously finding some clues.

But he didn't say anything, just kept silent and noncommittal.

After the two parties divided the guests and took their seats, a young monk brought hot tea in a moment.

Three bowls are placed in front of each person, which naturally represent a mouthful of divine spring.

Longevity, wisdom and health.

Chen Daji had no patience, he picked it up and drank it all regardless of burning his mouth.

After drinking, he looked expectantly at Chang Ba Ye.

"Baye Baye, give us a quick brain teaser and see if we've become smarter!"

Although the honest and friendly Dachang Chong didn't want to talk to his good friend, but he couldn't bear Chen's stalking, and finally opened his mouth with a look of disgust.

"You don't want to turn your brains around sharply, Ba Ye, I'm afraid that you won't be able to turn around and you will be killed if you crash. I'll test your nine-to-nine multiplication table!"

"How much is eight or seven?!"

Chen Dage was stunned when he heard the words, and spoke angrily after a while.

"Fuck, this broken tea doesn't work, we haven't become smart..."

Chang Baye despised him even more.

"Shut up, little bastard!"

"I'm stupid but I can't blame other people's spring..."

Just when the good friends were talking nonsense, the old monk also spoke to Hua Jiunan.

"Namo Amitabha."

"The old monk's dharma name is proclaimed. I haven't asked the benefactors for their names and where they are practicing."

Hua Jiunan returned a standard Taoist etiquette to the old monk.

"Blessings are boundless."

"Master, you are polite. The junior Hua Jiunan is a descendant of Ge Tianshi."

"This senior brother Wang Shushan is a disciple of Mr. Xun Yi, a great contemporary Confucian; this senior brother Liao Ping is a direct disciple of Longhushan."

"As for the big plan...he is the contemporary giant of the Mohist school."

When the old monk heard the name Xun Yi, his complexion changed slightly.

It even surpassed the news that Chen Daji was a giant.

Although it was quickly covered up, it still couldn't escape Hua Jiunan's eyes.

"Namo Amitabha."

"It turns out that several of you are from the holy land of middle-earth practice. No wonder you have such a bearing at such a young age."

"But I don't know why they came to our country together? If there is anything that needs help, I, Kiyomizu Temple, will definitely do my best."

Hua Jiunan didn't hide anything, let alone he didn't want to keep a low profile.

So he said straight to the point.

"The elders in the family are missing. I heard that they were killed by a traitor and brought them to Japan, so I went out to look for them."

"If the master can provide clues, the younger generation will be very grateful!"