Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

Xie Mingxu pressed his eyebrows: "Do you think I'm a good eater? Don't get me wrong, I'm just looking at the altar table. It's already stained with dust."

He stretched out his hand and showed Shen Ningning his fingertips.

Sure enough, the fingertips were stained with gray and black.

Shen Ningning pouted: "How strange..."

 “You find it strange too, don’t you?”

“Yes, because there is food on the offering table and there is a shortage of food at the foot of the mountain, why do the monks and uncles let the food get stained with dust and go bad without eating it?” The little guy was puzzled.

Xie Mingxu looked around with a deep look in his eyes: "That's not the only thing I suspect. The monks in the temple are usually very respectful to the Buddha and wipe it and worship it every day. But you see, there is also a thick layer of dust on the Buddha's shoulders."

Shen Ningning raised her little head to take a look, and it was true.

 But she was so short that she almost sat on the ground.

Fortunately, Xie Mingxu stood behind her and held her small arms with his hands, thus preventing Shen Ningning from falling onto her butt.

 “Thank you, big brother.” The little guy thanked me sweetly.

Suddenly, she sniffed: "Brother, smell it, it smells so good!"

 Xie Mingxu walked out of the hall, and sure enough, he smelled the aroma of meat wafting in the air.

Shen Ningning followed his steps, sniffing again and again, pouting her milky white face to judge—

 “The taste of roast pork, well, this taste, it should be almost cooked.”

Every time grandma cooks food for the wolf and the wolf, it smells like this.

“But why is there the smell of meat in the temple?” Shen Ningning was confused.

 Xie Mingxu suddenly had a bad feeling.

The monks in this temple are probably all fake!

 Thinking of the sweeping monk he just saw, there were strands of black hair under his hat.

Fashan Temple is located in a deep mountain and is not as famous as the National Temple. However, it has many pilgrims on weekdays because it prays to the Empress for miraculous effects.

 But today, not only are there no pilgrims, but also few monks.

What’s more, the little girl took out about a hundred relics, but the sweeping monk didn’t even recognize them. He regarded the relics as ordinary brown Buddhist beads and didn’t even recite sutras.

 In just a few moments, Xie Mingxu made a decision.

“Little girl, take your beads to the National Temple to string them. Although Fashan Temple is effective, it is not as popular as the National Temple. Moreover, there is an eminent monk there who strings beads. With his blessing, your beads will be more effective.”

 “Really?” Shen Ningning was surprised.

 In fact, she couldn't tell the difference between the national temple and the ordinary temple. The reason why she came to Fashan Temple was because it was close to Langshan Mountain.

 Over two hills, you can see Xiangyun Village.

"real."

After Xie Mingxu answered, Shen Ningning couldn't wait to run into the hall and retrieve the beads.

 After she packed her things, she happily prepared to go down the mountain and leave.

Suddenly, the little guy remembered and asked, "Brother, aren't you leaving?"

“I want to offer lamps, and I have some friendship with the abbot here, so I want to catch up on old times, so you go first.”

Hearing what he said, Shen Ningning did not insist. She waved her little hand and said goodbye before jumping away.

Seeing that she was gone, Xie Mingxu drew out the sword from his waist, his expression cold and murderous.

He walked in the direction where the smell of meat was coming, walking lightly, and walked outside a kitchen behind the temple.

Through the crack of the half-open door, he saw seven or eight strong men in civilian clothes inside.

The sweeping monk who had just received them was also among them. He was adding some powder to two cups of tea.

He sneered in his mouth: "I forgot to close the temple gate today. I didn't expect that two people actually came to seek death. After a while, I knocked them down. The older one was eaten and the younger one was sold directly. She has thin skin and tender meat. At first glance, It’s worth the money.”

 The other strong men laughed involuntarily.

Xie Mingxu kicked open the kitchen door.

 There was a cracking sound.

All the strong men immediately stood up and shouted fiercely, "Who is it!" Xie Mingxu pointed his sword horizontally: "Come to arrest your people."

Shen Ningning didn't walk for a while when she suddenly stopped.

She puffed up her cheeks and thought: "I didn't see my eldest brother bringing water just now. What if he is thirsty?"

“Well, he is so kind, I still leave my water bag to him!” The little guy said, turned around and walked back to the temple.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the sound of swords clashing inside.

Mixed with someone's harsh curse: "Come together, this kid is very skilled, don't let him get out alive, otherwise we will all be doomed!"

 Shen Ningning poked her head in to check.

What happened?

She just took a second look and then turned pale with fright.

I saw Xie Mingxu holding a long sword and fighting with a group of strong men. The court was full of swords and swords!

Just before Shen Ningning could react, she was noticed by the sweeping monk.

 “Catch that little girl!”

As soon as he gave the order, two ferocious-looking strong men rushed toward Shen Ningning with machetes in hand.

Xie Mingxu glanced distractedly and immediately gritted his teeth: "Why are you back? Run!"

But how could Shen Ningning, with her short legs, outrun a grown man?

Before she could escape, someone grabbed her by the collar.

Shen Ningning shouted loudly: "Let me go, bad guy!"

 Her little hands and feet fluttered wildly.

 Xie Mingxu wanted to come over to help her, but was held back by those strong men!

 They just want to catch the little guy and threaten him.

Once this group of extremely vicious gangsters takes over the initiative, the situation will be difficult to predict.

 The sweeping monk placed the knife directly across Shen Ningning's neck.

 “Put down your sword, otherwise, I will kill her with one blow!”

"Brother, please leave me alone and make them all into meatballs!" Shen Ningning waved her little hands in dissatisfaction, and kicked the sweeping monk's stomach hard with her little feet.

 But for the other party, it is like scratching an itch and does not hurt at all.

 On the contrary, it angered the sweeping monk.

 He yelled angrily: "You bastard, you are impatient with life!"

Sudden.

He felt a fishy smell coming from behind, and there seemed to be the sound of some beast opening its mouth and breathing.

The sweeping monk paused. He raised his head and looked ahead. The accomplices who had attacked Xie Mingxu all turned pale with fright.

 They looked behind the sweeping monk as if they had seen a ghost.

 Shen Ningning saw that everyone's expressions were not right, so she wanted to look back.

Xie Mingxu hurriedly shouted: "Don't look back!"

Shen Ningning immediately shrank her neck, her big eyes blinking in confusion.

 The sweeping monk turned around.

What caught my eye was a ferocious and ferocious tiger!

The sweeping monk was so frightened that he threw Shen Ningning away: "Eat her, don't eat me!"

The little guy quickly protected his head, grunted on the ground, and rolled directly under the claws of the huge tiger.

　　Xie Mingxu gritted his teeth and shouted that it was not good. He picked up his sword and rushed towards Shen Ningning!

 The big tiger lowered his head and smelled Shen Ningning's breath.

 The breath that came out swept across the little guy's cheek, tickling him.

However, the big tiger did not eat her, instead it roared fiercely and pounced on the sweeping monk!