This Penniless Monk is best at convincing people with strength!
24 Three taboos in Jianghu: Old people, children, monks, flowers, evaluation tickets

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Desolate mountain, ancient temple.

Under the torrential rain, it was as if the Heavenly River was flowing backward. The land within a radius of 100 miles was almost instantly turned into a country of water.

What entered his eyes was the water curtain that connected the heavens and the earth. It was a rare scene.

The mandrill sat cross-legged on the withered grass that had just been laid out, thinking about adding firewood to the bonfire.

It wasn't that it was afraid of the cold, but that it wanted to serve Lord Zeng.

Thinking of Lord Zeng's angry Vajra statue, it couldn't help but shiver.

The person who angered Lord Zeng would probably be turned into minced meat, right?

As it thought about it, it opened its mouth and bared its teeth.

All of a sudden, the red-haired man's ears twitched, and his face wrinkled.

"How troublesome. You've made a wedding dress for others for nothing. If it was in the past, I would have swallowed you all in one gulp!”

It said hatefully.

With a bang, his body turned into a red mist, sweeping up the bag Chen Nuo had left behind and scurrying behind the broken statue.

As for the bonfire, it didn't extinguish it. In any case, the person who came must have seen it.

Not long after, the tattered temple door was pushed open.

"I encountered a storm at night, so I borrowed the treasure land to hide for a while. Please…"

His voice stopped abruptly.

The one who spoke was a handsome man wearing a raincoat and a sword at his waist.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

Behind him was a woman wearing a straw raincoat.

Shixiong made a hand gesture to keep quiet and pulled out his sword. His body swayed and he disappeared like a ghost.

An afterimage instantly appeared in the temple. In almost an instant, Shixiong had already circled around and stood in front of the bonfire.

There was still some doubt between his brows.

Why was there no one here?

Who was the one who made the campfire and the straw mat?

Could it be that he went out at the last minute?

However, he could not think of an answer either. He could only hide his doubts and comfort his junior sister with a smile.

"Muxue, it's fine. Perhaps someone stayed here for the night. Come and warm yourself up.”

The junior sister called Mu Xue seemed to have special trust in her senior brother. She immediately felt relieved and walked to the fire to remove her raincoat that was full of water droplets.

As the straw raincoat and bamboo hat faded, the dilapidated temple seemed to brighten up a little.

Even the mandrill hiding behind the statue could not help but swallow.

What a beautiful body!

Even a demon like the mandrill couldn't help but say something elegant.

There was a beauty in the north, peerless and independent.

A smile can topple a city, a second smile can topple a country.

If such a body could be given to him, he would probably be willing to die as long as he smiled.

The mandrill looked at the beautiful woman with infatuation, and it almost couldn't control itself from peeling off the woman's skin.

However, it could only think about such things now.

As long as it dared to do so, the monk would definitely make it regret it for tens of thousands of years!

Sigh…

The mandrill sighed.

It was just thinking about it. Even if it risked being punished by Chen Nuo, it might not succeed.

The move that Senior Brother had shown earlier was not simple. He was obviously a super expert who had cultivated true qi. Such a person could already hurt ghosts.

However, the mandrill was different from the past, so he was still confident in fighting.

However, it didn't dare to say a thousand or ten thousand words. The monk was too cruel…

The mandrill could only look at the exquisite 'clothes' with infatuation and listen to their conversation.

Through their conversation, it roughly knew their origins.

These two were disciples from some aristocratic family who had come out to gain experience. The man was his senior brother, Li Xinghe, and the woman was his junior sister, Li Muxue.

From the name, they should be related by blood, but it didn't seem like it, because when that senior brother looked at his junior sister, he was obviously filled with admiration.

"Senior Brother, will the horse be alright?”

This was the first time Junior Sister had traveled in Jianghu and she knew nothing. At this moment, she was still feeling sorry for the horse that could not go up the mountain.

"Don't worry. Although the cave isn't big, it's enough for two batches of horses to survive tonight.”

The senior brother comforted her with a smile and then handed the roasted dry food to the junior sister.

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

However, at this moment, his senior brother's expression suddenly froze, and his palm was already on the hilt of the sword beside him.

"Someone is coming."

A trace of nervousness flashed across the Junior Sister's pretty face. She put down the dry rations in a panic and also held the sword. Her limpid eyes stared at the temple door.

"Don't be afraid. Senior Brother is here."

The senior brother comforted her and stood in front of her with his sword.

Ka, hu…

The temple door was pushed open, and the cold wind outside poured in.

A purple-robed old woman holding an iron crutch rushed in.

She was short to begin with, and at this moment, she was still hunched over. Coupled with the fact that she was in a sorry state from the rain, she looked a little ridiculous.

Seeing that it was a little old lady, Li Mu Xue immediately heaved a sigh of relief and quickly asked with concern.

"Granny, quickly come over and warm yourself up…"

"Junior Sister!"

Li Xinghe shouted in a low voice.

Li Mu Xue was stunned.

She was kind-hearted and innocent. In addition, she had no experience in the martial arts world. How could she know that it was taboo to speak rashly in such a situation and could easily cause misunderstandings?

The old woman did not pay attention to them. She only looked at them with an extremely cold gaze, then walked to the corner and sat down against the wall.

Li Mu Xue was a little embarrassed. She looked at her senior brother and saw that he gave her a look. Then, she sat down quietly.

His mouth opened and closed slightly, but he didn't make any sound. It was actually lip reading.

"Don't look at that old woman. She's injured.”

It turned out that Li Xinghe had seen through the woman when she came in. He keenly discovered that the reason why she was hunched over was because she was hiding the wound on her abdomen.

Li Mu Xue's face was pale and her body was stiff. She wanted to turn her head to look, but her senior brother's next words made her even more nervous.

"Remember, there are three types of people you should avoid when traveling in the martial world. The first is the elderly, the second is the young, and the third is the monks.”

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