Princess Against the World

We agreed to get eminent monks and outsiders, so why do we think that the dirty thoughts in our hearts are better than ordinary people like them? !

"What's the difference between men and women? What kind of trouble could cause trouble? As the saying goes, keeping warm is nothing to worry about, but these people can't even provide the most basic food and clothing, so how can they have so many extravagant thoughts?!"

Feng Chenglin muttered a complaint and stared at the tall temple of the Great God Temple with disgust.

"If you ask me, I can't protect all the Bodhisattvas in this temple. They are not serious Bodhisattvas. Maybe they are just demons and ghosts mixing incense here!"

"What's going on, do you still want justice?"

"Justice is not enough, I just can't stand the bluffing and deceit of these guys!" Feng Chenglin glanced at Ling Luoyu and smiled: "Third Young Master, I know you. Although you don't like to meddle in other people's business, I don't want to cause trouble. , let these guys do whatever they want and get away with it..."

Ling Luoyu gave him a blank look: "If you want to find out, just tell the truth. You don't need to make any excuses for yourself! I didn't say I won't go in with you!"

"I knew you wouldn't just sit idly by!" Feng Chenglin regained his energy and was as excited as chicken blood. He raised his arms for a while and said, "Let's go, then let us expose the true face of this black temple!!"

As he spoke, he took the lead and rushed towards the main hall of the Daishen Temple.

This is the time after fasting, when people eat fasting meals and sit on the ground to rest.

Ling Luoyu glanced casually and suddenly realized something was wrong and stood still: "Fat man..."

"Huh?" Feng Chenglin agreed and continued walking forward.

Immediately, he realized that something was wrong with her expression and walked back immediately.

"What are you looking at?"

Following her line of sight, two refugees could be seen fighting over the bedroll.

They were acting like a pantomime, just grabbing things from each other, but they had a tacit understanding and didn't yell or scold.

Feng Chenglin became interested in this pantomime-like snatching battle: "These two people are quite interesting. This is the first time I have seen such a quarrel..."

Generally speaking, when people are fighting for something, both parties will yell and curse fiercely, one louder than the other, for fear that their own voice will be lowered and the other party will be weaker in momentum.

How can they be like these two people, they are just fighting for each other, but they don't say anything.

"It can't be two mutes, right?" Feng Chenglin was speechless and commented to himself: "It's fun for these mutes to quarrel!"

Ling Luoyu shook his head: "They are not mute, listen carefully!"

"...Not a mute?" Feng Chenglin was startled and quickly raised his ears to listen carefully.

Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but frown: "The two of them... are really quarreling!"

However, the quarrel between the two people was more like whispering in a lowered voice. They seemed to be talking to themselves, but in fact they were threatening and warning the other person to let go.

"This is even more interesting. Why are they even quarreling, as if they are afraid of seeing people and don't dare to shout loudly?" Feng Chenglin suddenly realized and said: "I understand, this dog monk temple is weird Very, I’m afraid that the people inside are not allowed to fight, but they are afraid of being kicked out, so they are quarreling with their throats at their throats, right?!”

"Fat man, listen carefully and listen to what they are arguing about..." Ling Luoyu smiled thoughtfully: "The content of their argument should be what interests you!"