Chapter 1145 Don't Blame Me for Not Seeing Anyone, Nanyin Temple Was Razed to the Ground

Huo Yunjiao's words that have not been seen for a thousand years quickly melted the frost in Huicheng's eyes that had not melted for a thousand years, and a bit of confusion and anxiety spread deep in the bottom of his eyes.

In other words, at the moment he saw Mr. Huo, his whole heart was in the turbulence of being hit by the waves.

Huicheng frowned lightly, then let go, and the color of the cinnabar mole on the center of the eyebrow became more and more gorgeous.

He clasped his hands together, his face was expressionless, and his voice without emotion sounded: "Benefactor Huo, everything is fine, little monk."

Huicheng received a call from Huo Erye this morning, knowing that Huo Yunjiao wanted to use the "Tianluo Xuanbao Jing" to suppress the power leaking out of his body.

If not, he would not have had the opportunity to have such close contact with this gentle and elegant grandson of the Huo family.

Seeing Huicheng's indifferent and detached demeanor, Huo Yunzhen knew that he hadn't recovered his previous memory.

However——he took two steps forward, Han Che's dark, bottomless eyes were filled with a strange light, and a fierce aura spread from his body, bringing an infinite sense of oppression.

He stared deeply at the monk in front of him, and his voice was low and hoarse with inexplicable temptation: "Do you know my identity?"

Huicheng's figure trembled slightly, he was overwhelmed by the overwhelming bloody death breath, and even his breathing began to become difficult.

His eyes drooped quickly to hide the look of fear overflowing in his eyes, and he tried to keep his voice as calm as possible and replied: "If the monk's guess is correct, your lord is from Fengdu."

Huo Yunzhen sneered, and his voice was evil and low: "How can you see that?"

Huicheng answered truthfully: "Few people know the origin of the "Tianluo Xuanbao Sutra", but I know that only the spirit of Fengdu Mingsi can use the "Tianluo Xuanbao Sutra". Sink the breath of death."

The other party's attitude of answering every question dissipated the displeasure that lingered in Huo Yunjing's heart.

He took two steps back, looking at Huicheng with a half smile but not a smile.

"Master Huicheng, do you know what it means for monks not to lie?"

Huicheng, whose eyelids were slightly drooping, heard the words, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his indifferent face also changed slightly.

It's just that his head was lowered so that no one could see the expression on his face.

Even so, Huo Yunzhen probably guessed how panicked he looked at this time.

When the other party was uneasy, he spoke again, but this time there was a strong sense of warning.

"Qin Ruan has been in contact with you a few times, and we know some things well. I don't care how much your memory recovers. Master Huicheng please don't interfere with A Ruan's affairs in the future."

Huo Yunzhen guessed that, when the other party hadn't recovered his memory, apart from the introduction of "Tianluo Xuanbao Jing", other guesses should come from Qin Ruan.

The guy in front of him is very intelligent, smart and cunning.

Huicheng took the opportunity and said: "Young monk, please remember."

He was submissive, showing no reluctance.

Huo Yunzhen straightened his sleeves slowly, and said in a casual tone: "Today, I came to ask the master, and then I will trouble everyone."

It was obviously a begging attitude, but his lofty posture seemed to be alms to Nanyin Temple.

It's not that he doesn't respect people, but that his innate deterrence, and the dignity and majesty exuding from his body are indelible.

This is also the side that the third master will never show in front of Qin Ruan.

Huicheng clasped his hands together and stretched out his hand to invite people into the temple: "It is an honor for Nanyin Temple and the young monk to be able to help the adults."

His tone was obviously no longer trembling like when he was oppressed before, and he regained his usual calmness.

Huo Yunzhen looked back, and waved to Huo Yirong who was standing in front of the car smoking a cigarette: "Second brother, let's go in together, the Fengshui and air in Nanyin Temple are very good, and visiting the temple can also wash away your restlessness."

"shit!"

Huo Yirong sneered disdainfully.

It is very cooperative in action.

He threw half of the cigarette in his hand on the ground, crushed it with his toes, and then walked towards the gate of Nanyin Temple.

Huicheng leads the way for the two, and they step into the threshold of Nanyin Temple.

Huo Yirong's expression changed slightly the moment he stepped into the temple.

He believed that it was definitely not an illusion. The moment he entered the temple, the worries, restlessness and soul of many days were washed away.

It's like a gust of wind, blowing away thousands of troubles and worries.

Although it was amazing, at this moment Huo Yirong was really relaxed physically and mentally.

Huicheng and Huo Yunjiao walked in front, the two chatted from time to time, Huo Yirong seemed to be manipulated by someone to keep up with their footsteps.

He felt light on his feet, and it was strange to feel light all over him, but it wasn't a bad feeling.

Recalling what the third brother said just now, the corners of Huo Yirong's lips curved brilliantly.

He knew why the third brother brought him here.

Nanyin Temple is indeed not simple.

The three walked around the front hall one by one, and the smell of sandalwood from the temple poured into their nostrils. This was the incense burned by monks or believers in the temple, and the smell of fireworks in the world.

Passing through the courtyard with Buddha carvings on the spacious walls, the three of them walked through the long corridor and stopped in front of the arch at the end of the corridor.

Huicheng stood in front of the door, turned around and looked at Huo Yirong who was following behind.

Meeting his calm gaze, Huo Yirong slightly raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Huicheng clasped his hands together: "Benefactor Huo, you won't be suitable any further."

Huo Yunzhen saw the monks sitting cross-legged in a circle in the courtyard of the small courtyard, and also saw a scripture on the table between them protected by a formation.

Presumably this is the "Tianluo Xuanbao Sutra".

Huo Yunzhen tilted his head, and said to Huo Yirong in a gentle tone: "It is said that the scenery of Nanyin Temple is the most beautiful place in Jingxiao Mountain. This opportunity is rare, second brother, don't miss it. I will come out in about an hour."

Huo Yirong didn't refuse, nodded and said: "I'll be waiting for you here an hour later, if you don't see anyone, don't blame me for razing this beautiful place to the ground."

This was said to Huo Yunjiao, but his eyes were fixed on Nanyin Temple, and the majesty in his words was not hidden.

Huicheng stared ahead, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Huo Yunjiao looked helpless, and waved to his second brother: "Go, see you in an hour."

After speaking, people have already stepped into the courtyard.

Huicheng led Huo Yunjiao to the open space surrounded by monks in the temple, pointed to the futon on the ground and said, "Benefactor Huo, please sit down."

Huo Yunzhen glanced at the scriptures placed on the table not far away, and the five big characters of Tianluo Xuanbao Sutra on the cover came into his eyes.

He was not pretentious, sitting on the futon with his legs cross-legged gracefully and naturally.

Huicheng did not leave the encirclement, but walked through the formation to the table where the "Tianluo Xuanbao Sutra" was placed, opened the pages of the book and began to chant the sutra slowly.

His voice was clear and light, and the scriptures that came out of his mouth were pleasant and comfortable to everyone's ears.

At the moment when Huicheng was chanting, Huo Yunjiao closed his eyes, the power in his body leaked out crazily, and the strong smell of death and blood spread wantonly.