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Chapter 315(2/2)

What he said was all nonsense.

Everyone laughed it off and did not take the words of the meat-and-potatoes monk to heart. The group of eight people continued on the road to find a temple with plants.



Traveling in a hurry is always boring.

Once people are bored.

You will start to find things to do.

The sack that Jin An had been carrying attracted the attention of others. The wine-meat monk leaned over and asked Jin An what was in the sack. Could it be chicken, duck, fish, meat and wine?

Jin An replied no.

The fair-weather monk didn't believe it and joked that he wanted to open the sack and take a look.

Just when the fair-weather monk reached out to touch the sack, Jin An, who was originally easy-going and chatting and laughing with everyone all the way, turned away faster than turning the page of a book. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he stared coldly at the fair-weather monk.

Facing Jin An's cold and murderous gaze, the meat-and-potatoes monk froze, feeling as if his eyes were shining like sharp needles. Before Jin An made a move, he was already a little afraid to look directly into Jin An's eyes.

Finally, the old man with rosacea came forward to break the deadlock: "There is indeed no food in the sack that Taoist Jin'an is carrying. My nose can still distinguish the aroma of food."

The fair-weather monk muttered as he walked down the steps and retracted his hand.

At this time, the water talisman of Erlang Zhenjun on Jin An was almost burned out. Jin An said to Xiao Ziming who was leading the team: "Donor Xiao, I will leave temporarily for a while. Everyone continues on their way. I will be there soon."

Catch up with everyone."

"Where are you going, Taoist Master Jin'an?"

"But the monk's abrupt behavior just now created a gap in Taoist Jin'an's heart?"

Xiao Ziming thought Jin An was going to leave and act alone, so he tried to persuade Jin An to stay.

Jin An certainly didn't want to leave the team. In this blinding ruins, one person was as insignificant as the sand of the Ganges. Sometimes it was easier to get things done with more people.

Jin An did not avoid suspicion and said directly: "Pee."

Everyone:"!"

Jin An shamelessly continued: "Masters don't have to poop or pee? Does anyone want to pee with me?"

Jin An was very fast. Before everyone had gone far, Jin An had already caught up with the team again.

When Jin An returned to the team, the yellow talisman on his body had been replaced with a new one.

Along the way, Jin An would leave the team every time he burned an incense stick.

At the beginning, everyone would deliberately slow down their driving speed and wait for Jin'an.

Later, everyone got used to it and no longer deliberately slowed down to wait for Jin An, and continued on their way.

I didn't expect that Taoist Jin'an would suffer from such a deficiency of kidney energy at such a young age. This is a disease that needs to be treated. The sooner it is cured, the better, so as not to cause grief to the boss.

After eating a dishonorable monk at Jin An's place, he saw Jin An frequently running to drink water. He originally did not dare to look directly into Jin An's eyes, but he regained his confidence as a man in Jin An.

What is this called?

This is called getting up wherever you fall!

The meat-and-wine monk once again stood tall and proud in front of Jin An.



There are not many remaining temples on the ruins.

Along the way.

They only found two temples that were relatively intact.

Unfortunately, no plants or fruit trees were found in the temple, only two ever-burning lamps were found.

It's just that the way that Master Xiao Ziming behaved on that day made Jin An a little unhappy. This man likes to fish in dry water, and he doesn't care about leaving a legacy of fire for those who come after him. Whenever he sees a bright lantern on the road, he will pour out the sacred oil and sacred fire.

Keep growing the ever-bright lamp in his hand.

And those temples that provided shelter for future generations, after losing their ever-burning lamps, all collapsed and became new ruins on the ruins.

The patter--

The heavy rain continued to fall overhead.

A group of eight people were running and jumping on the ruins. The ever-bright lanterns or divine treasures in their hands helped them break through layers of black rain.

We were walking for a while in the rainy night. Suddenly, Tufuzi, who was walking at the front with Xiao Ziming of Tianshi Mansion, looked in one direction with a surprised look on his face.

Surprise shouted: "I smell it!"

"There!"
Chapter completed!
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