He said that he would definitely do it next time, but Chang Huan made up his mind that he would never come to this place again unless it was a critical moment of life and death.

As for the martial arts inside, whoever likes to learn it! He still went to Northeast China to learn the fake and simple version of the Tathagata Divine Palm. Although the Great Refuge Pill was a little disgusting, the master in front of him was staring at it with lustful eyes. It was possible that the back door would be out of order at any time. Compared with the two, the Great Refuge Pill is not so difficult to accept.

The old monk shook his head and said, "Donor, since you are here, it means you have a fate with the Buddha, so stay here!"

Of course, Chang Huan could not agree. He was about to reason with the old monk, but he didn't expect that he would have lost his patience. With a wave of his hand, eighteen big golden bald heads rushed out from all over the place. Several of them were even holding playing cards in their hands. Needless to say, they must have been hiding in the backyard to play poker just now.

The old monk pointed at Chang Huan and lying on the ground, and said, "Take them back to the inner courtyard!"

"yes!"

Eighteen golden bald heads responded in unison, then rushed up, erected Chang Huan and Xiao Chen, and walked towards the inner courtyard with the old monk's steps.

Chang Huan had thought of resisting, but the hands of those golden bald heads seemed to have magic power. As soon as they touched him, Chang Huan's body became soft and could only be slaughtered.

After entering the inner courtyard, the golden bald men threw Chang Huan and Xiao Chen into a monk's room under the instructions of the old monk, and then closed the door with a slam.

Soon, the old monk's voice came outside the house.

"Donor, just reflect slowly inside. When you figure it out and think it can stay, you will come out!"

Chang Huan ignored the old monk, but walked to the door and pulled the door hard, wanting to go out, but the old monk had already been on guard against this move. As soon as the big golden bald heads came out, they bolted the door from outside.

Chang Huan couldn't pull it open no matter how hard he tried, so he wanted to kick the wooden door straight away.

After retreating to the corner, after a run-up, he jumped up and kicked the door with his right foot.

After a loud bang, the sound effect was full, but the door did not move at all. With the kick just now, Chang Huan not only used all his strength, but also used the way Xiahou Wu taught him to exert force, but he heard a sound.

Chang Huan didn't believe in evil, so he repeated the action just now, but the door was still motionless. Thinking about it, if this door was so easy to break, how could the old monk lock him up here?

Can't walk through the door, can't I still walk through the window?

Chang Huan thought this way and looked for the window in the house. But the thing was found, but the thing was even more ruthless. After opening the window, there were protective nets as thick as thumbs on the outside.

Now Chang Huan was completely collapsed. This is not a monk's house, and the prison is almost the same.

Do you really have to spend the rest of your life in this temple?

But he is still so young and has a bright future. He has not spent all the deposits in the bank. If he cannot leave, what should Long Jiu, He Min and Zhou Wenli do? Chang Huan is almost going crazy when he thinks of these things.

"No, I have to calm down. I have to calm down before I can find a way to get out of here." Chang Huan whispered to himself.

He has experienced such an outrageous thing in time travel. What is this thing in front of him? If it really doesn't work, he will show off with that old man. He will get crazy. He can't leave anyway, so don't think about it.

Just as Chang Huan was thinking about the way to leave, Xiao Chen, who was unconscious, finally woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in a strange and bad state. The first thing Xiao Chen did was to look for Chang Huan. Seeing that he was standing by the door safely, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Chen got up from the bed, walked to Chang Huan, and asked, "Mr. Chang, are you okay?"

Only then did Chang Huan realize Xiao Chen's existence, and turned his head and said, "Are you awake?"

Xiao Chen nodded and asked hesitantly: "What happened just now? I can't remember some things."

Chang Huan sighed and said, "Those are no longer important, we are in trouble now!"

"ah?"

Then Chang Huan told the story of the old monk wanting him to stay in the temple. Xiao Chen sighed after hearing this, and then said confidently: "So that's the case. It's okay. Leave this to me. No matter how big his abbot is, can he be bigger than the country?"

Then, Xiao Chen walked to the door, put his hands on his hips, and shouted to the outside of the door.

His tone was very arrogant and his words were full of threats. Chang Huan couldn't help but feel worried about him. With the style of the old monk, Xiao Chen was afraid that he would be in trouble now.

Sure enough, after Xiao Chen shouted for a while, the door suddenly opened, and a familiar figure appeared outside the door. It was neither someone else, but the old monk with white beards.

Seeing the master appear, Xiao Chen smiled proudly, took out a document from his body, and said domineeringly: "Old monk, do you recognize the words? Take a look at the words on it!"

The old monk did not respond and still looked at Xiao Chen with an expressionless face. Chang Huan took advantage of this opportunity and was about to sneak out quietly. Unexpectedly, the old monk seemed to sense his movements and immediately turned his head to look over.

Chang Huan's body stiffened, then his hands and backs, faces on the field, pretended to be nothing, and even whistled.

"Hey, old monk, I'm talking to you!" Xiao Chen also remembered some things before his coma. He knew that the old man in front of him was not an ordinary person, but he had a special self-identity. The old monk should not dare to do anything to him, so he stepped forward and pointed the old monk's chest.

"Hurry up, we're going to rush down the mountain!"

The old monk then took his eyes back from Chang Huan and looked at Xiao Chen. He didn't know what he remembered, but suddenly laughed, and then his figure floated away like a ghost.

Although this was the second time I saw this scene, Chang Huan and Xiao Chen couldn't help swallowing. This place was too weird, so it would be better to leave early.

When the old monk left, he did not close the door again. Both Xiao Chen and Chang Huan thought he was admitting his conscience.

"Mr. Chang, go quickly. If the old monk regrets it, it will be troublesome!"

Xiao Chen said and walked out the door. Chang Huan was about to follow, but he didn't expect that there were more people outside the door. The expression on his face seemed to have seen a ghost, and even the legs that had just stepped out were retracted.

Xiao Chen was confused and was about to urge Chang Huan to hurry up when a strange sound came from his ears.

"Hey, ha! The 18 bronze man formation in Shaolin, Songshan!"

In the following scene, the only witness present, a bystander who did not want to be named, said that the scene was extremely tragic.

Even the bench, the head of the seven weapons, was unveiled, and there was only a sound of ping-pong, followed by Xiao Shen's screams one after another.

Finally, Xiao Chen, who was unconscious again, was dragged away by unknown creatures who read the Eighteen Bronze Man and wrote the Young and Dangerous Man, and there were still blood stains on the ground.

According to an inspector of Hong Kong Island, who asked not to be named, this was the bleeding nosebleed after Xiao Chen was hit by a headbutton.
Chapter completed!