In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Aning glanced at him helplessly, squatting beside him, somewhat dumbfounded.

Is this a question of whether to be stingy or not?People are afraid that you will die, okay?

Lin Xiaolu stuffed the poached egg in the noodle bowl into his mouth, puffed up his cheeks, looked around, and asked, "Where's the handsome duck?"

Ah Ning blushed, as if remembering something embarrassing, and whispered like a mosquito: "It went to preach to the ducks raised by the village head."

"Oh." Lin Xiaolu didn't think much about it, and continued to eat happily while holding the noodle bowl. Soon the noodle bowl bottomed out, and he stood up and shouted to the thatched cottage behind him:

"Grandpa, the village chief, have another bowl!"

The mountain village was just a small station, and after a light meal, the two of them continued to set off.

In the next few days, the carriage passed through many villages, and also crossed two or three cities of the Tang Dynasty. Lin Xiaolu sat leisurely in the carriage every day, bragging and fighting with the handsome duck, while Aning kept his words as usual. Quietly speaking, he drove the carriage for them silently. During the period, nothing special happened. After a few days of leisure time, they came to the so-called Yanmen Pass.

Yanmen Pass is the westernmost city in the Tang Dynasty. Aning said that outside the pass is a desert, and the so-called Amitabha Temple is built in this frontier city.

At this moment, the carriage drove into Guancheng and slowly walked on the streets of this small frontier city.

Lin Xiaolu had never seen a desert before. He poked his head out of the carriage curiously, and immediately felt the climate here. It was very dry, and the air seemed to be mixed with sand.

The houses here are also built relatively low. Aning told him that because the wind and waves in the desert are relatively strong, there are often sandstorms, so there are no tall buildings in Yanmenguan, which are easily blown down by the strong wind.

One side has water and soil and the other side has people. Due to the difference in geographical environment, the construction of cities will naturally be slightly different.

The boy hugged the handsome duck, and looked at the surrounding houses and pedestrians, while Aning drove the carriage to a majestic khaki-colored temple with many pilgrims.

"This is the Amitabha Temple."

Carrying a black cloth bag, she turned around and extended her hand to the boy.

"Let's part here and give the money."

Lin Xiaolu happily put an ingot of gold into Aning's hands, and asked:

"A'Ning, are you leaving now? How about we go to the temple together? Come here."

The handsome duck nestled in Lin Xiaolu's arms, and also called out to Aning: "Woman, my elder brother invited you to visit the temple, don't be ignorant of compliments."

Aning stuffed the gold into the belt around his waist with a blank expression, then shook his head:

"There is no banquet in the world that never ends. You and I are not the same way. Let's part here. See you again if you are destined."

After finishing speaking, the cruel little girl turned and left without any intention of procrastinating.

Lin Xiaolu looked at her leaving back and scratched his head. Although he knew that this day would come, he didn't expect that Aning would be so straightforward.

In his arms, Shuai Shuai Ya sighed and sighed: "Da Shuai Lin, we will only be left to depend on each other from now on."

Lin Xiaolu nodded depressedly. He felt that the small team began to become deserted after Aning left, so he was still reluctant to part with Aning, but he couldn't help it. He could see that Aning was a very stubborn girl.

"Okay, we will see her again by fate." After finishing speaking, Lin Xiaolu got out of the carriage with Shuai Shuai Duck in his arms.

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On the official road at Yanmenguan, Aning was carrying a long black cloth bag, walking alone in the crowded streets. She walked very fast and hurriedly, as if she was being chased by something.

And while she was running fast, she quietly took out a small round mirror from her waist, and secretly took a picture behind her. She immediately looked through the mirror and saw two of the crowd behind her wearing light gray gowns. The man was standing looking around.

And Ah Ning was startled when he saw these two men, and immediately turned sideways to hide in the alley next to him.

She was panting violently, leaning against the wall nervously, her delicate body began to tremble uncontrollably because of fear.

Fortunately, after a long time, there was no movement outside, so she breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully raised the mirror, ready to check the situation, but when she just stuck the small mirror out of the alley, A cold laugh came from behind:

"As a subjugated princess, you're pretty good at dealing with us for so long~"

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"Is the little benefactor also coming to the temple to offer incense? Please come with the poor monk."

"No, I'm here to learn martial arts. I heard people say that there are many powerful monks in Amitabha Temple." Lin Xiaolu said solemnly.

In a certain courtyard of the temple, Lin Xiaolu stared at a group of fat monks in front of him with piercing eyes, and at the same time was a little puzzled.

Why are all the monks in this temple so fat?

At this moment, the fat monk heard Lin Xiaolu wanting to practice martial arts, and immediately laughed a few times, showing a kind smile.

"Little benefactor has a good vision. My Amitabha Law Temple is well-known in the whole of China. There are many martial arts secrets under my sect, and there are countless powerful monks."

"Wow~" Lin Xiaolu's eyes lit up when he heard the fat monk's words, and he quickly shouted: "Great monk, let those monks come out and show me."

"Okay, but~"

The fat monk paused, rubbed his fingers at Lin Xiaolu, and said with a smile: "I still need some incense money from the benefactor."

"Oh, easy to say, I'm so rich."

The young man majestically took off the small backpack, untied it, and revealed a dozen or so gold ingots inside.

The fat monk was startled at once, his triangular eyes were sunken in his flesh, staring straight at the gold, he almost bleed out.

Lin Xiaolu took out a piece of gold ingots from a pile of gold ingots and threw it to the fat monk, asking, "Is that enough?"

"Enough, enough, enough." The fat monk forced his smile to fold his palms together, and said respectfully to Lin Xiaolu, "The little benefactor is kind-hearted, and he donated so much incense money to the poor monk at once. The poor monk will go out later. Whoring, oh no, it’s about going out to help others, and it will definitely promote the great goodness of the little benefactor, so let the monks show you martial arts.”

After finishing speaking, under Lin Xiaolu's joyful eyes, he called a fat monk who was even fatter.

When Lin Xiaolu saw the fat man who was panting while walking, he was stunned on the spot, pointing at him and shouting to the monk: "This fat man is a monk?"

"correct."

The monk in the temple nodded solemnly, and shouted to the big fat man: "Yongjue, come and show your hand to this little benefactor."

The fat monk smiled when he heard this, and then performed for Lin Xiaolu to split bricks with his bare hands.

He yelled loudly, raised his big chubby hand and chopped off a red brick. The surrounding monks also cooperated and applauded loudly when they saw it, only Lin Xiaolu looked speechless.

How can this be called kung fu?

This is still a red brick!

As long as you are a healthy adult, you can basically split red bricks, right?Even for an ordinary warrior like Brother Zhang Yong, this kind of fired red brick can break two or three pieces with one punch. Are you serious about splitting a red brick like this?

Although Lin Xiaolu has just started to walk in the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't have much knowledge, he is not stupid. He has realized at this moment that the people in the Amitabha Temple are simply a group of fake monks, each of whom has a fat head, big ears, big arms and round waists. He also said that he is a vegetarian, who would believe that?