Skilled in managing a house

"I took a look at that, and it seems like her talisman is more powerful than yours. Just in case, you should stand on the opposite side and let her stand in front of me," Xiangshu suggested.

"Are you looking down on me?" Zhang Yu said dissatisfied.

"I don't mean to look down upon it, but you saw how dangerous the situation just now was," the camphor tree said, hardening its bark.

"Okay, okay, I won't argue with you." Zhang Yu said angrily.

Today is so good, the camphor trees dare to look down on people. Wasn't it just a miss?

At that moment, he and Ouyang Yanyan changed places.

However, Zhang Yu has now secretly made up his mind that no more accidents will happen.

"Are you ready?" Ouyang Yanyan asked eagerly.

"Come on!" Zhang Yu said.

Ouyang Yanyan immediately followed Zhang Yu's instructions and activated the fire talisman.

With a "pop" sound, the fire talisman in his hand exploded and turned into a black fireball with hidden red light.

Immediately afterwards, Ouyang Yanyan pointed her hand forward, and the fire talisman shot directly towards Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu has so much combat experience that the fire talisman in his hand shot out almost at the same time, "Puff!"

In an instant, the two fireballs collided and sparks burst out.

Immediately afterwards, all the black fireballs dispersed, and the fireball fired by Zhang Yu remained powerful. Although it shrank a lot, it still shot towards Ouyang Yanyan.

Zhang Yu was shocked and shouted hurriedly: "Be careful."

Ouyang Yanyan already realized that something was wrong, and she ducked to the side, narrowly avoiding the fireball.

"Nima"

"ah"

The camphor tree screamed, and the body was on fire again.

Zhang Yu hurriedly ran over, recited the fire avoidance formula, swept his sleeves, and extinguished the fire.

Fortunately, his fire talisman did no additional damage, it just scorched a piece of tree bark.

The camphor tree said bitterly: "Why is it always me who gets hurt?"

"I said I'm in front of you. You have to let her be in front of you. You can blame me." Zhang Yu said confidently.

"I think her fire charm is quite powerful." The camphor tree almost cried.

"It looks amazing, but is it really amazing? I have practiced for nothing for so many years." When Zhang Yu said this, he was a little gloating.

This kid just looked down on me, he really treated me like a stick.

"Anyway, you always have a reason to come again when it rains to make up for the trauma in my soul." The camphor tree said aggrievedly.

This guy is still thinking about the rain falling from the sky.

"You have to wait for this matter. It may be inconvenient this year." Zhang Yu shook his head.

Isn't it? Xia Yuechan is pregnant, who will dance for you?

"Okay then" the camphor tree said bitterly.

Zhang Yu stopped paying attention to him, walked to Ouyang Yanyan, and said, "Uncle, I didn't scare you just now."

"You think I'm so cowardly? It's just that this fire charm looks very powerful. Why is it so useless?" Ouyang Yanyan was a little disappointed.

The fire talisman he punched out was shattered by Zhang Yu's.

Without Zhang Yu's need to speak, Sun Zhaoyi said: "It's already very good. The abbot has been practicing for a long time, but you have only been practicing for a long time. How many people can envy you to have such attainments."

"That's true." Ouyang Yanyan nodded.

Then she grabbed Zhang Yu and had to continue drawing the talisman.

Thunder Temple.

This is a thousand-year-old temple with prosperous incense.

On weekdays, a large number of believers come to burn incense. Some even stay here at night to catch the first incense burner. It's been like this for years.

But tonight, Leiming Temple was extremely quiet, without any movement. The reason is very simple, naturally it is to wait for Zhang Yu to come. It is not difficult to imagine that with Zhang Yu's ability to kill Fa Jiang, it will definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers.

Leiming Temple does not want to cause too much noise, so it refuses to entertain guests during the day. Not only that, the monks in the temple can also have a holiday today. Not all monks these days are real monks, many are professional monks.

The domestic monk profession has always been regarded as a long-lasting and special golden rice bowl. The work is not heavy, just banging wooden fish and chanting sutras, and the annual salary is higher than that of white-collar workers. Every year, many fresh graduates with high academic qualifications flock to it.

Just like the monks at Leiming Temple, they have a guaranteed monthly salary of 4,000, including food and housing, an 8-hour work system, and are paid hourly business allowances when traveling to do business. Bonuses will be added depending on the amount of sesame oil. After three years of service, the salary will be doubled, and no interference will be given after get off work. private life.

If there really was a fight to kill, God knows how much noise there would be. Don't call the patrol room there by then. My monk first reported to the patrol room and found the patrol officer.

The secrets in the temple can only be known to those direct disciples, that is, one's own people. It is impossible to let those professional monks know.

There are almost no people in the front yard of Leiming Temple right now, and only in the back yard where tourists stop are monks holding sticks patrolling.

One rockery in particular was surrounded by more than thirty monks. They are cautious and don't know why they are staying there.

The rockery naturally has its secrets, and there is a passage under the rockery. On both sides of the passage, like a prison cell, there are railings as thick as a fist. Inside the railing, there were more than a dozen young women sitting, all of whom looked pretty but looked haggard.

There is more than one cell here. Going all the way from the passage, there are twenty cells on the left and right sides, holding countless women.

There were more than twenty monks walking back and forth in the corridor, looking at the women in the cells from time to time, with evil smiles on their faces. These women are obviously their food.

In the innermost part of the passage, there are two large iron doors on both sides on the left side. It can be seen that it should be a more advanced prison cell.

In the cell on the left, two middle-aged fat monks were sitting. Opposite the monks was a wonderful picture. Meng Xinger was sitting on the haystack, wearing black pajamas. She looked a little haggard and frightened.

The pajamas clung to her body. It was humid and hot here, and the sweat had already soaked the pajamas, which further showed off her exquisite curves. She is naturally charming, even if she is haggard and frightened, she has a unique charm.

The two fat monks were so hot that they were covered in oil, and they were even more excited when they looked at the charming girl in front of them.

"Brother...it's really hot here. How long have we been sitting here..." Monk A scratched his bald head.

"Didn't Master say that we should take good care of this woman and make sure there is no mistake? It will be of great benefit to us when the time comes." Monk Yi said.

"There are three floors out of three here. If something goes wrong, she can still grow wings and fly. I'm not aggrieved, mainly because it's really unbearable to face such a woman. She's really ugly. I It's been so hard for a long time...it's killing me...if I hadn't looked at her, how could I have shed so much sweat..." Monk A said, smacking his lips.

"It's true... His looks are really unbearable... If he goes to bed, he'll probably be wild..." Monk Yi said.

The fact that a monk can say something like this shows what he can do on a daily basis.

Meng Xing'er couldn't help but beat her heart after hearing the two people's arguments.

I didn’t want to, I was really getting more and more afraid of something. I heard Monk A suddenly say tentatively: "Brother, I think otherwise, let’s try it... and see how wild it can be..."