Not long after, Wu Jun and Qin Yue'er came to the Buddhist temple together.

Qin Yue'er always kept a distance of three or four meters from Wu Jun, and always paid attention to the changes in the wind direction. Facing Wu Jun, she seemed more cautious than facing the strange Buddhist temple in front of her, for fear that the poison would float to her if she was not careful.

Wu Jun looked at the temple in front of him with a vigilant look on his face.

The temple looks very ordinary and has no abnormality. The vermilion paint on the wall has been mottled and fallen. It looks a bit old. There is a broken plaque hanging above the temple door, and the three big words "Amitabha Temple" can be seen vaguely.

Wu Jun was very sure that there were absolutely no temples in this place before. Looking at the strange Buddhist temple in front of him, he frowned his eyebrows unconsciously.

Qin Yue'er is a monster hunter, and her ordinary illusions can't hide her eyes, so this temple is probably real.

Could it be that the temple has become a masterpiece, seeing the beautiful mountains and rivers here and the simple folk customs, I came here to settle down?

This is not possible either...

Just when I was puzzled, a white figure suddenly came from the bottom of the mountain, flashing rapidly, like a clever white ape, freely shuttled through the mountains and forests.

After a closer look, it turned out to be an old monk wearing a white monk's robe. He held two buckets in his hand and ran towards the Buddhist temple like walking on flat ground.

Seeing this flexible old monk, Wu Jun's eyes immediately flickered, showing an expression of being facing a great enemy: "This old monk walked steadily, breathing and breathing, but he was still calm and composed. He must be a monster who steals the sky and changes the sun, and his eyes are mixed with pearls!"

"I could tell at a glance that he was not a human, Miss Qin, ready to catch the monster!"

Qin Yue'er looked at Wu Jun with a strange expression: "Don't be nervous, he is a monk from the Buddhist holy land of Lianhua Temple, and he practices authentic Buddhist techniques... and there is a difference between humans and monsters, and I can still distinguish them under normal circumstances."

After hearing her explanation, Wu Jun still did not relax his vigilance and stared at the old monk and said, "Even if he is not a monster, he is definitely not a serious monk."

Who is a serious monk practicing the exercises?

The monks on TV all took out machine guns and fired them stormed them with just a disagreement.

While they were talking, the old monk had already come to the temple gate with a bucket. Seeing Qin Yue'er coming back, there was a young man who was hostile to him standing next to him, and he couldn't help but stop in confusion.

"Amitabha, female donor, you have gone into the city, why are you back?"

Qin Yue'er didn't say anything nonsense, took out the token with a stern expression and placed it in front of her: "I am Qin Yue'er, a demon hunter in the Imperial City Division. There are evil demons here. I bothered the old abbot to call out the two scholars who were staying in the temple and reply together!"

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then recited the Buddha's name and said, "Amitabha, the big exam is about to be imminent. The two young masters were afraid of missing the exam period and left shortly after the female donor left. Why, are they two evil spirits?"

"Such a coincidence..."

Qin Yue'er looked straight at the old monk with a bright look and asked, "Old abbot, when did you come to this temple?"

The old monk replied, "I traveled here half a month ago and accidentally discovered this treasure temple. Seeing that the environment here is quiet and unattended, I stayed here for a long time. Is there anything wrong with this?"

"It's not just inappropriate. According to the local people, there has never been a Mida Temple here! Old abbot, you have lived in a temple that does not exist at all, but you haven't found anything wrong?"

Qin Yue'er deliberately told the truth to the old monk, carefully observing the changes in the expression of the old monk, as if she wanted to see something from it.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk was startled first, then put his hands together and prayed devoutly: "My Buddha is merciful and pity his disciples for his sorrow. He gave him a temple to serve his disciples. In the future, he will serve him with all his heart and reshape the golden body for the Buddha. Namo Amitabha Buddha." As he said that, he recited the scriptures.

Looking at the old monk in front of him who closed his eyes and recited scriptures, Qin Yue'er frowned slightly, looked thoughtful, and said to Wu Jun: "Go in and take a look."

The old monk suddenly stopped chanting the scriptures and stepped forward with a little dissatisfaction: "How can evil spirits hide in the Dharma temple given by the Buddha? The two donors should please go back, don't desecrate my Buddha."

"Well? The old abbot wants to stop me from performing official duties?"

Qin Yue'er narrowed her eyes and felt a strong sense of oppression. The old monk seemed to have determined that the temple was the Buddha's appearance, and he stopped him at the door and the atmosphere in front of the temple suddenly became tense.

Seeing this, Wu Jun hurried forward to act as a peacemaker: "The old abbot is right, why don't we go in. If this temple is transformed by a monster, wouldn't we go into its belly by ourselves? Why not burn it with fire, clean and safe!"

The old monk suddenly glared: "No, no! The Buddha's golden body is enshrined in the temple, but it is very disrespectful! All monks in the world will not let you go!"

Hearing the old monk with a bit of threatening words, Wu Jun looked at him with a indifferent look and said quietly: "Who can prove that we set the fire? This wilderness is from the wilderness. No one will know that even if the old abbot is accidentally buried in the sea of ​​fire."

The old monk was so scared that he took two steps back and looked at Wu Jun who spoke up and was about to kill and set fire.

The monster hunters nowadays... are so wild?

After looking at the old monk who was stunned, Qin Yue'er slowly let go of the hilt of the sword and said to Wu Jun: "Although it is a good idea, it does not comply with the rules. Let's investigate it first." After that, he stepped into the temple. The shocked old monk forgot to stop him for a while.

Wu Jun walked in with Qin Yue'er, and smiled as he walked, "People always like to compromise. For example, you say that the house is too dark and you must open a window here, and they will definitely not allow it. But if you advocate removing the roof, they will be willing to open the window. Oh, this is what a gentleman named Lu said."

Qin Yue'er nodded deeply: "It's true that this is the truth, this gentleman has great wisdom."

The old monk then realized that he had just been frightened by Wu Jun. Seeing that the wood was already in a boat, it was not easy to chase people anymore. He came into the hall with depression and stood aside.

"This is a temple given by the Buddha. I don't believe that any evil spirits dare to come. Please let me do it myself. If you can't find the so-called evil spirits, please go to the Buddha to burn incense and ask the Buddha to forgive your sins."

Wu Jun rolled his eyes over and was too lazy to argue with him, and then carefully observed the Buddhist temple.

The Buddha Hall is not big, and in front is a tall Buddha statue that occupies half of the room. There are four wings behind the Buddha Hall, which looks a little crowded.

The four wing rooms are all open with doors, and there is no cover at first glance, and there is no place to hide.

Wu Jun followed Qin Yue'er to search the entire temple, and finally returned to the Buddhist temple without finding anything.

Looking at the old monk with a proud look on his face, Qin Yue'er frowned and couldn't think of any clues for a long time. She even began to doubt her ability to handle cases.

Just when he was at a loss, a faint voice suddenly sounded, floating into her ears intermittently.

"Save me...Save me..."

Qin Yue'er's body shook, and a ray of light burst out from her eyes instantly.

Turning his face to look at the two of them beside him, the old monk looked proud, as if he had heard nothing.

Wu Jun, who was beside him, changed his expression and quietly took two steps back towards the door.

Qin Yue'er's eyes became brighter and she asked with a hint of excitement in her voice: "Did you hear the call for help?"

"Um."

Wu Jun nodded with an ugly expression.

He not only heard the call for help, but also heard the owner of the sound, which was the tiger demon that he had cooked before!

But isn’t the tiger demon dead?
Chapter completed!