The heroine eavesdropped on her heart, and my villain's character collapsed.

Thinking of this, Chunhu took out Tang Yu's figurine and punched it twice, then let out an angry breath and muttered silently.

"Tang Yu, the man who killed a thousand swords, must not let me go to bed with you. I look so cute, but I don't know if he can control it. Hey, this beast who killed a thousand swords, a beast who deserves to die of plague, next time The beast in the frying pan..."

While she was swearing, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

"Who is it? Sister Xue?"

Chunhu ran over with the bowl in hand, subconsciously thinking that Xue Xiaoliang was here. During this period, Xue Xiaoliang ran here every day when he had something to do and had no time.

When I first opened the door, I saw groups of monks standing outside.

Chun Hu almost blacked out as he looked at the two old monks standing at the front and asked.

"What's the matter?"

The two old monks laughed, and one of them clasped his hands together and smiled.

"The poor monk is the abbot of Guangming Temple and has inherited his dharma title. I heard that there is a real Taoist living here. He came here specifically to have a debate on Buddhism and Taoism. I hope the little benefactor can tell me."

"Wait."

Chun Hu closed the door hard, and the loud slam made the old monk outside the door twitch in face.

She ran quickly towards the house on her short legs and shouted.

"The surname is Tang, you have a calf nose. Sorry, a group of monks are coming outside to beat you."

"What?"

The little Taoist priest looked confused.

Tang Yu picked up a peanut, flicked it on Chun Hu's head and cursed.

"It's not too big of a deal for a dead fox to watch the fun, right? They're here to quarrel with the little Taoist priest. Why don't you let it go and lie about the military situation?"

After being exposed, Chun Hu pretended to be stupid and said, "Ah, did I hear wrongly? Well, then I heard wrongly. I'm here to find you anyway."

"Looking for you."

Tang Yu looked at the little Taoist priest.

"Farewell, these monks are sick. Why bother with me, a fake Taoist priest?"

The little Taoist priest wanted to cry but had no tears. If he had known better, he should not have worn Taoist robes and set up a stall to tell fortunes.

Ever since he took the snake demon corpse to the Yamen.

He was praised as a god in the city, and now it is said that he is an old god who has practiced Taoism for three thousand years.

The reason why he looks like this is because he can rejuvenate himself by cultivating the great path. When he transforms into the body of a boy, he can ascend the great path.

For a time, everyone in the city boasted that they were proud that there was a real Taoist living in the city.

There used to be a temple called Guangming Temple in the city, and the emperor of Caiyun Kingdom came to the temple to burn incense and eat fast.

Nowadays, many people in the city boast that the Taoist priests have left their faith, and the incense in the temples has dropped sharply.

The monks at Guangming Temple couldn't bear this.

The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism in Jiuxiao Continent is already fierce, how can they tolerate this foreign Taoist priest weighing on them just by subduing demons?

So a few days ago, the other party sent someone over every day to invite him to Guangming Temple to have a debate on Buddhism and Taoism.

He ignored these guys and thought about giving up after a while.

Then, people came to the door.

"I told you that you should be honest when traveling in the world, and you should never lie to others."

Tang Yu laughed at the joke.

"Just don't bother with it."

Just as the little Taoist priest was about to pretend to be an ostrich, there was a knock on the door.

After the three of them looked at each other, Chun Hu suggested: "Calf Nose, how about I help you drive away these bald donkeys, and you can help me work tomorrow?"

"it is good."

The little Taoist priest nodded.

Then Chunhu rushed out and opened the door, pouring out the anger that had been suppressed in his heart during this period.

"A thieving monk, a thieving bald donkey, an old bird with no hair on its head, a hungry ghost in its lust, and a moth in its iron."

"Not poisonous, not bald! Not bald, not poisonous! Turn poisonous and turn bald! Turn bald and turn poisonous! Poison leads to baldness! Baldness leads to poison..."

This guy came up and just smeared his mouth with honey.

There are about a hundred monks outside the door, and the lineup is quite large.

When this guy rushed out and cursed me, a group of monks were so angry that they burst into flames on the spot, shouting that they wanted to give this little guy a little bit of a Buddha shock.

"You are arrogant at a young age. Could it be that the Taoist master taught you?"

The leader, the successor abbot, obviously had better concentration, at least he looked lifeless.

"Ah, yes, yes."

Chun Hu began to use the words he learned from Tang Yu some time ago.

If she remembered correctly, it was a poem, about putting a quilt under the overpass, hiding in the quilt and wiping tears. It doesn't matter after wiping the tears, just say "yes, yes, yes" to everyone.

After listening to this poem, she felt deeply. Although she didn't know what a flyover was, wasn't this her unlucky life now?

When was there not a day when I was so angry that I wiped away tears because I couldn't take revenge? I serve this bastard every day, and I have to wash his feet myself.

"Come out and see our abbot."

"The smelly nose comes out."

"Why are you hiding and being a coward?"

A group of young monks behind him got excited and cursed.

They had the confidence to dare to curse like this because both the abbot and the host were Buddhist cultivators.

Although his realm is not high, he is still a monk after all.

After seeing the body of the snake demon, they went to ask the two abbots. The two abbots said it was not a big problem, but they couldn't bear to commit murder, so they didn't subdue the snake demon.

The melon-eating crowds of the Western Zhou Dynasty had already surrounded the three floors inside and three floors outside, and some even climbed to the roof to watch the excitement.

"That's all. Since this real person is hiding and doesn't dare to be a bitch, the poor monk can just go in and see him."

The successor abbot was the first to walk into the room, followed by other monks.

"The man named Tang has a calf nose, and the thief Bald Ass is going to come in and beat you."

Chun Hu was someone who didn't take things too seriously. She wished that Tang Yu would be beaten half to death and then she would be the one to make up for it. She gloated about the misfortune and ran into the house and shouted.

The little Taoist stood up and glanced at the crowd of people in the dark courtyard, then looked at Tang Yu with a twitching corner of his mouth and shouted weakly.

"Big brother."

"Learn a little, it's just a quarrel."

Tang Yu didn't want to get involved, but the old bald donkey came into the room, so he grabbed Chun Hu's arm, wiped her mouth with her sleeve and walked out.

"Are you the real Taoist?"

Seeing Tang Yu come out, the old abbot named Successor asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, yes, I am, don't you want a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism? If you have any farts, hurry up."

Tang Yu urged.

"It's a good thing that you are still a monk, yet you speak so vulgarly!"

Another old bird standing next to the heir monk said loudly, fearing that others outside could not hear him.

"Which old bird are you?"

Tang Yu glanced at this guy. He knew how to publicize. He suppressed his opponent's reputation and then promoted his own. The stupid fox's call just now was really not the wrong one.

"The poor monk named Xijin is the abbot of Guangming Temple."

Monk Xijin introduced himself in a calm tone. His status in Guangming Temple was second only to the abbot, and he was the well-deserved second in command.

Tang Yu said "Oh" and ignored this guy, striding out to walk out.

"Isn't it necessary to debate Buddhism and Taoism? Come out and argue. It's not convenient for you to promote yourself by hiding in the house."

The heir monk laughed secretly in his heart when he heard this, recited Amitabha and walked out.