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Chapter 148: Climbing the Temple

The street was silent, and in the blink of an eye, the mother and daughter following behind disappeared.

Something is not right...

Chen Tang frowned and thought about the changes. For a moment, he could not determine whether it was the scene change of the painting environment itself, or whether some processes were tampered with?

He felt that he should go to find Fan Xuan, ask questions, and learn more about the situation.

Immediately take a step and start looking.

This city is not very big. It feels like it is more than a circle of Guoruo County that I have been to. There are four or five streets crisscrossing and several alleys interspersed therein.

Chen Tang remembered that before entering the painting, Fan Xuan and others said that Fan Yuan was in Baihua Garden; Guo Xiangheng was in Langya Pavilion; Wang Ziyu entered the yamen; as for Brother Su Min, he was going to be the commander general, and he should be at the city wall and gate.

Fan Xuan's whereabouts are unknown, so he didn't mention it.

But Chen Tang was only familiar with him. It was a question whether he could have a good conversation with others.

"Huh, Baihua Garden?"

When I walked through a street, I glanced at it and saw a big garden on the right. The plaque at the door was hung high with three big words "Hundred Gardens".

Chen Tangwei hesitated and walked over. Fan Yuan should know where Fan Xuan was, so he asked him for a way. So as not to walk around like a headless fly, wasting time.

The door was closed and opened with a light push, and it was silent inside.

There is not even a doorman in this garden?

Or, what was originally there, has run away now?

Chen Tang entered the door, walked through the front yard, entered the hall, and there were no ghosts. He walked around and arrived at the back yard, and saw a hundred flowers blooming and the fragrance of flowers was intoxicating. Not far away, a cluster of flowers was shaking violently, with a sound of panting, constantly heard.

It was a bit embarrassing to hit him.

Fan Yuan really enjoys this. When he enters the painting wall, he does this and is happy to be in Shu.

Chen Tang shook his head, unwilling to disturb others' good things, so he wanted to quit.

But in an instant, he felt something and stared at the other side of the flowers, as if he had found some clues.

A scream was the woman's voice.

She also noticed Chen Tang's arrival.

Then there was a rustling sound, Fan Yuan put on his outer robe, and came out. He looked up and saw Chen Tang standing there.

After being disturbed, Fan Yuan was not upset and shouted: "Chen Bujin, what are you going to do when you break into this place?"

Chen Tang looked at him and pointed to the dark sky: "It's going to rain."

Fan Yuan jumped up and said angrily: "I said you are looking for trouble if you are fine? It will rain. I don't know? Do you want you to talk too much?"

His current anger is inexplicably great. I think it is because of the double flying lacquer swallows, and the Buddha has fire.

Chen Tang shook his head and sighed, "I'm so foolish, I don't know it when I die."

When Fan Yuan heard this, he was so angry that he was so angry that he smoked: "Chen Tang, what are you talking nonsense?"

At this moment, the two women both poked their heads out from the flowers, their hair was chaotic, their cheeks were flushed, and their cheeks were full of charm. Four watery eyes looked at Chen Tang curiously, biting their lips lightly, as if they were affectionate.

When Fan Yuan saw this, he was even more jealous. He pressed his hands and pressed the two girls down: "Don't look."

He glared at Chen Tang again: "Are you leaving?"

Chen Tang understood that it was useless to say more at this time. This guy had been fascinated by the heart and could not listen at all. He asked, "Do you know, where is your brother?"

"Hongyuan Temple."

Fan Yuanyi waved his hand and said impatiently: "Go away."

After getting the address, Chen Tang stopped talking nonsense. Fan Yuan was looking for death and refused to listen to others' advice. That was his business. Chen Tang didn't want to be Lu Dongbin and be the bad guy bitten by a dog.

After driving Chen Tang away, Fan Yuan slept back into the flowers with angrily, and his two warm bodies quickly touched him. He immediately regained his mighty spirit, and he continued to fight.

Hongyuan Temple?

That is a temple. It is much easier to find out the specific building.

After seeing Fan Yuan's situation, Chen Tang felt a sudden strife in his heart, which made it clear that some bad changes had occurred in Lan Ruo's painting environment.

This situation was originally a good place for the children of major families to experience or entertain, but now it has become dangerous and full of dangers.

Chen Tang didn't understand what was going on, and he even suspected that the painting environment itself was a trap.

But after thinking about it, I felt it was unlikely that Yanming Temple had no need to do this, and they were not so brave. If something happened to Fan Xuan and others here, the involvement would be great and out of control.

I couldn't figure it out for a moment, so I could only find Fan Xuan as soon as possible and go out before talking.

Fan Xuan once mentioned that there is a time limit to entering the painting wall, and when the time comes, he will automatically go out.

However, when something happens, who knows whether you can leave as scheduled? If you are changed and unable to leave, wouldn't you be trapped in this?

"temple……"

After walking through a street, Chen Tang soon saw a pointed tower top, which was revealed on the north side.

“There are there…”

He quickly walked over, beat around the bush, and after half a minute, he arrived at the mountain gate of a temple.

This temple is built on a high ground, surrounded by ancient trees and a bluestone path leading directly to the front of the door.

It looks a bit Zen-like.

Chen Tang walked away and went up and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, a young monk came out and said, "This Tan Yue invited me. Today, the Japanese temple was closed, and no guests were seen. Please go back."

As he said that, he was about to close the door.

Chen Tang hurriedly said, "My little master, I'm here to find Fan Xuan."

The young monk knew Fan Xuan and replied: "Fan Tanyue is in seclusion and practices swordsmanship. You come again tomorrow."

Tomorrow? Tomorrow's daylily will be cold.

Chen Tang insisted: "I want to see him now."

He paused and shouted: "Fan Xuan, where are you? Come out soon, something happened!"

He was filled with breath, shouting stormed and spread far away.

The young monk's face changed: "This Tan Yue is the pure land of Buddhism, and no noise is allowed."

Chen Tang didn't care about him. Since he knew it was false, he didn't need to pay attention to the rules and regulations. What's more, it's very critical now and has a big relationship.

He immediately took a step, stretched his feet into the door, and squeezed in.

"Tan Yue is rude, the little monk offended him."

The young monk's eyes were shining brightly, and his fists were posing, rushing directly to Chen Tang's temples, but he made a move of "double clocks penetrate the ears". The tiger was full of wind and his strength was not weak.

Chen Tang blocked his arms, and with a trembling and loud hair, he knocked the monk back several steps.

With a roar, the door opened wide. Chen Tangshi walked in and was happy. He felt that this young monk was not weak in kung fu. The old monk in the temple must have higher martial arts skills. If he had the chance, he would be good to practice his skills.

No wonder Fan Yuan practiced swords here, he must have had an opportunity.

Down!

In the temple, a bell rings, which seems to be a warning bell.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Figures ran out one after another, and were all young monks in gray robes. When they counted, there were as many as eighteen people. They each held a stick with a pair of eyebrows. They surrounded Chen Tang with a thud, and the wooden sticks were crossed to form a formation.

These monks are all strong, have strong auras and look like bronze, and are obviously monks.

Chen Tang looked at it, and a noun popped up in his mind: Eighteen Bronze Man...

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