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Mingde Temple is located in the south of Feiye City, in the mountains and forests, with the endless sea of ??trees and mountains behind it.
There is only one mountain road around, winding to its gate.
At this time, the sun was setting, and the red light was everywhere.
A few pilgrims scattered in front of the temple gate are leaving.
It was already afternoon, and few people came to burn incense at this time.
Because the night in the wild is far more dangerous than the day.
At this time, at the gate of Mingde Temple, a tall and strong young man was standing.
The young man was dressed in dark green linen, with a big bamboo hat on his head and a rough short knife on his waist. He approached the mountain gate briskly.
The young man's face is ordinary, but his eyes are bright. One can tell at a glance that he is not from an ordinary family with malnutrition.
But who would have thought that a few months ago, this person was still thin and small, with a weak body of bean sprouts.
The young man was Wei He who took advantage of the gap and left the team.
He ran all the way, wasted a lot of energy, and arrived at Mingde Temple in a short time.
Step by step along the gray stone steps, Wei He soon came to a large temple with yellow tiles and red walls.
On the plaque at the main entrance of the temple, it is written in red letters on a black background: Mingde Temple, three big characters.
Two young monks were sweeping the fallen leaves outside the door with a broom, sweeping the fallen leaves into a pile.
Wei He stood outside the door and looked in. When the temple entered, it was a huge courtyard. Inside was a black incense burner surrounded by two people, slowly burning a lot of incense sticks.
There is only a little smoke left in the incense head, and it seems that it is about to burn out.
At this time, two more pilgrims came together, stepped over the temple gate and entered the courtyard.
Then he bowed towards the incense burner, saluted, and then entered the side hall.
Wei He did not follow into the door, but turned to the left and walked around the temple wall into the forest.
The two little novice monks were sweeping the floor and whispering something, not paying attention to his movements at all.
Wei He walked around the Mingde Temple for a long time, and found that the temple was quite new, and many places were completed recently.
Moreover, the monk's robe on Shami's body is also not bad in workmanship. Obviously not bad for money.
Returning to the main entrance of the temple, Wei He was about to enter.
But just in time to see the gate, a small group of soldiers came out from inside.
These soldiers are tall and thick, with thick waists and broad shoulders. They wear black standard leather armor and have wide back knives with sheaths on their waists. They walk quickly and are well-trained.
A total of six soldiers filed out, protecting the pair of women in the middle.
Among the two women, one with a green dress and red shoes, tied with a girly bun, followed the other woman step by step. Obviously a maid or something.
Another woman, wearing a white veil, black hair shawl, with silver hair accessories looming in the hair.
Even though this woman was wearing a veil, the gentle and polite temperament revealed in her eyes made Wei He involuntarily look a few more times.
Looking from a distance, the core woman among the soldiers is wearing a white dress, spotless, and one can tell at a glance that someone in the family often does laundry for her.
Otherwise, no one can keep this level of cleanliness all the time.
Wei He sighed in his heart, this ancient man did not have a washing machine, but could still maintain this level of cleanliness, he must have come from an extraordinary background.
And those soldiers
He turned his attention to the six soldiers guarding the woman.
The leather armor on these soldiers is engraved with a word "Hong". The handwriting is small, but extremely clear and profound.
Soon, under the escort of a group of soldiers, the woman descended the mountain along the stone steps, and gradually disappeared into the dense forest.
"Tsk tsk tsk This private soldier of Hongjiabao is different from ordinary people at first glance, he is really extraordinary." A pilgrim couldn't help but admired in a low voice.
"Good rice and good meat are offered every day. I heard that Hongjiabao also teaches private soldiers to practice external skills. The condition is that even a waste can be piled up into an elite." Another person stroked his beard and sighed.
"Isn't that the elite soldiers piled up with money? Now the defenders are emaciated, and his Hongjiabao still secretly raises such strong private soldiers. This picture"
Most of the pilgrims who are still active outside at this time are not ordinary people, and they chatted at this time, and most of them have their own knowledge and opinions.
It was obvious at a glance that something was wrong with Hong Jiabao.
Wei He didn't say a word, what happened to the Hong family had nothing to do with him, he came here only to find the whereabouts of his missing parents.
Walking into the gate of the temple and into the yard, he quickly found a monk with white eyebrows passing by.
"This master."??A judgment flashed across his mind. His eyes moved away from Wei He's back in front.
The man turned around and looked in the direction where the black character worm was flying away.
"Um?"
"No, it's just me and the person in front of this place, not him, so who is it? Could it be that it's a slap in the face?"
The man raised his heart, and his eyes fell on Wei He's back again.
He already had doubts in his heart. So he quickened his pace and approached Wei He.
"This brother stay for a while."
He pretended to be a pilgrim and spoke out loudly.
Poof!
Suddenly a handful of white ash was thrown towards him.
The man's heart tightened, and he was caught off guard. He closed his eyes tightly and was almost lost.
However, as a martial arts practitioner, he reacted very quickly. Before Bai Hui could get into his eyes, he quickly swiped with both arms, blowing a gust of wind to blow Bai Hui away.
He already knew in his heart that the other party was probably aware of his identity, so he immediately started from his heart, raised his right leg, and turned into a whip to whip Wei He.
Unexpectedly, his right leg touched a blade first, the man's expression changed, and he quickly changed his moves. He pressed his right leg down, trying to step on Wei He's instep.
At the same time, the other leg also rose into the air, spinning and kicking towards Wei He's chest.
This is the deadly serial kick he specializes in.
?This kick can change moves in a row between moves, it is unpredictable, and the virtual reality alternates constantly, making it hard to resist.
The man kicked and kicked more than ten times in a row.
When he opened his eyes and looked, there was no one in front of him. The person had been running for an untold amount of time just now.
"Hateful! It's so insidious"
He only closed his eyes for such a short time, and the other party ran away in the blink of an eye. I'm afraid this person was transformed from a rabbit?
The man went down quickly in resentment, and chased after him with all his strength along the steps.
After a while, it disappeared at the end of the stone road going down the mountain.
At this moment, a person quickly emerged from a bush on the right side of the stone path. It was Wei He who just hid.
He glanced at the direction in which the man left, stood up and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's a little clever." A voice suddenly sounded behind Wei He. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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