My Lady Is Not A Demon

This is a young monk in his twenties.

The monk's clothes are stitched with five pairs of cloth strips, one long and one short, and are the "five garments" worn by monks in their daily work.

Obviously this is a conscript monk.

At this moment, holding a wooden bucket full of water in his hand, he stared at Chen Mu coldly and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here!"

Chen Mu did not answer, instead his eyes fell on the opponent's arm.

The monk's sleeves were rolled up.

Because he often worked outside the field, his arms were tanned and he was quite strong.

"I want to ask you something!"

The young monk's tone was a little sullen.

"I'm here to wander around." Seeing that there were no new scars on the monk's arm, Chen Mu retracted his gaze and asked with a smile, "How many of you are on duty every day."

Hang out?

The young monk looked at the fruit in Chen Mu's hand and sneered:

"Those who dare to come and steal the pure soul fruit of my temple in broad daylight, I said why the fruit is so much less these days! Go, follow me to see the law enforcement Elder!"

As he said, he threw down the barrel and grabbed Chen Mu's lapels.

Is this stunned?

Chen Mu was speechless: "I said I was smart, can't you see the bad clothes on me? I need to come here to steal the fruit when I am a county government arrester?"

"Head catching? That's knowing the law and breaking the law! Let's go and meet the law enforcement Elder!"

It can be seen that this monk is indeed a tendon.

The IQ seemed to be under the ass, so he sent Chen Mu to the law enforcement hall of the monastery with a fierce face.

"Okay, okay, I'll go with you, it just so happens that I have to do a case."

Chen Mu nodded with a wry smile.

...

The two went down the mountain.

When passing by the Baizhe Buddha Hall, I happened to encounter Hengjue.

Seeing the young monk grabbing Chen Mu's sleeve toward the law enforcement hall, he couldn't help frowning and stopped the two of them.

"what happened?"

Seeing that it was Senior Brother Hengjue, the young monk saluted and muttered: "Brother Hengjue, I caught a thief who stole our pure soul fruit in the back mountain!"

thief?

Heng Jue looked strange.

Looking at the pure soul fruit in Chen Mu's hand, he sneered and said: "Chen catches his head, if he really likes to eat the pure soul fruit from my temple, just ask for it, why steal it. As an official, he acts like a thief. Isn't it shameful?"

Faced with Heng Jue's sarcasm, Chen Mu sighed and understood.

The difference between people is great.

It is impossible for you to expect everyone to have a high level of IQ. There are always a few Shabi acting like three-year-old children!

There is no shortage of people with intellectual disabilities in this world, whether ancient or modern.

Even in the real life, you can always find some people with low-level, naive and mentally retarded behaviors around own.

But these people can always get you offended by what you don't want, but you can do nothing.

The topic has gone away...

As a monk who has been practicing in the monastery for a long time, it is impossible not to see that Chen Mu was wronged.

But he chose to ignore it.

It's just because of jealousy and wanting to retaliate.

Chen Mugao looked at the mind of the monk.

Think about it, monks are also humans, and they also have seven emotions and six desires. Not everyone can become a Buddha. There is always Tiehanhan mixed with them.

"Take me to see the host, I have important things to tell him, I have no time to beep with you!"

Chen Mu said lightly.

Seeing Chen Mu's look of despising him, the anger that Heng Jue had previously pressed in his chest suddenly rose.

His eyes were cold: "Stealing things are justified? No matter who you are today, according to the rules of my Hanwu Temple, you must be punished!"

After speaking, he clasped Chen Mu's shoulder and dragged it toward the law enforcement hall.

"I'm really beeping a dog!"

There was a sharp pain in the shoulder, and Chen Mu's anger was finally provoked.

As a little head catcher, daddy was bullied by Xichang Danwei. Now even a cat and a dog dare to ride on the head?

However, this Heng is definitely a master of Buddhism Cultivator, and Chen Mu can hardly break free.

Came to the law enforcement hall, Elder is not there.

Heng Absolutely said: "When the law enforcement Elder is absent, the little monk will take the place of enforcement. The law enforcement halls of all monasteries and dojos have always been internal. My Hanwu Temple is different. You steal the pure soul fruit and defile the spirit of the patriarch, Ye Guo, and Buddha. Qi, deserve to be punished!"

"You are looking for something."

Chen Mu's dark eyes narrowed dangerously.

Just after speaking, there was a sudden numbness in the right leg, Chen Mu half kneeling on the ground, but Heng Jue kicked his toe.

In front of him is a golden statue of an Arhat with a knot seal.

A square mahogany was pressed against the back of his neck and shoulders, unable to move!

Persevered by young monks.

Chen Mu slowly clenched his fists.

His temperament is not so easily irritated, but since returning from Wushan, he always feels that his temperament is a little bit evil.

There is a sense of irritability from time to time.

And for an instant there was a sudden urge to kill, such as when Li Qianhu was kicking him before.

At this moment...

At this moment, his pupils were infested with ink, and dense black silk threads spread across the white of his eyes.

The whole body exudes a faint tyrannical breath.

Heng Jue naturally felt Chen Mu's abnormality. Seeing him lowering his head and not struggling like just now, a sneered sneered at the corner of his lips.

He is not stupid.

The reason why I dare to deal with Chen Mu is because of the status of Hanwu Temple in Qingyu County.

The Hanwu Temple has been established for more than two hundred years and has received many high-ranking officials and nobles.

With the backstage, what do you use to make gestures with me?

Heng Jue held a black log standing next to him, and said lightly: "Thieves, get one penalty and three precepts!"

After speaking, he waved the stick.

Fall down fiercely!

It seemed that the fall was fierce, but Heng Jue secretly mastered the strength, and the place where he fell was Chen Mu's back, not the deadly part.

Although he was not afraid of Chen Mu's revenge, it would be troublesome if he really hurt him.

Click!

The law enforcement stick fell on Chen Mu's back and was folded into two pieces.

Heng Jue was stunned.

what's the situation? He didn't use much strength, so why did he interrupt the stick?

Is it too long for this stick to work?

Heng Jue was about to change another wooden stick, and suddenly another ‘click’ came into his ears. Looking back, the red square wood that was pressing against Chen Mu’s neck was also broken.

Bang!

The young monk who was originally obsessed with Fang Mu flew out and overturned the table where the incense was enshrined!

Hengjue was stunned.

The brain is down.

Chen Mu stood up, twisted his neck slightly, and made a series of blast noises.

He seems to be taller.

Eyes are like ink.

Turning around and staring at Wu's stunned Heng Jue, then he waved his arms with protruding black threads on his skin and smashed them with a punch!

Bang!

Heng Jue flew out straight, blood spurting out.

Like a sandbag, his body was thrown onto the small bronze bell in the corner, making a jingle knocking sound, and then making a sharp sound against the wall.

In this sharp sound, the black thread that had originally boiled on Chen Mu's arm suddenly returned to calm.

The black paint in Chen Mu's eyes quickly faded.

"what happened?"

The impression left in his mind seemed a bit too magical, and Chen Mu looked at all this in front of him, a little dazed.

My little universe broke out?

Seeing Heng Jue curled up in the corner and coughing constantly, Chen Mu picked up the stick on the ground and walked over without saying a word.

"I can't fight back at Xichang and Charon for the time being, but I am more than enough to bully you a monk, not to mention you still have a handle in my hand."

Chen Mu raised the stick and smiled, "Yes, daddy is so bullying and afraid of hardship!"

Huh!

The wooden stick slammed Heng Jue bright bald head.

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