Chapter 7669 Ninth Floor


Chapter 7669 The Ninth Floor

"Mom, there is something I have never dared to say, for fear that you would scold me if I said it." Hongmei pursed her lips and whispered.

Tan Shi glared at her: "Since you know that what you say is not a good thing and will get you scolded, you still say it? Why don't you just shut up?"

Hongmei laughed dryly. He shouted, looking at Yang Huamei eagerly. Seeing this, the desire to talk is still very strong.

Yang Huamei gave Ms. Tan a reassuring look, and asked Hongmei at the same time: "If you want to say something, just say it quickly. The hesitation is annoying!"

Hongmei then quickly said: "When we were burning incense there earlier, I always felt like someone was watching behind me and blowing on my neck."

Goose bumps suddenly appeared all over Yang Huamei's body.

Tan came over, raised her hand and slapped Hongmei on the arm: "I'm back now, stop saying those things that scare yourself, wash up and sleep quickly, it's time for me to go back! ”

Hongmei returned to the east room aggrievedly.

In the main room, Yang Huamei saw that Tan was about to open the door and go out, and quickly stopped her: "Mom, it's already midnight, don't go back, just sleep here with me."

"I couldn't sleep when I chose the place," said Tan.

“But it’s not easy to walk at night.” Yang Huamei added.

The second reason was that it was difficult to walk at night, and the main reason was that she did not dare to send him off.

But if I don’t send it, I’ll feel bad.

Tan immediately saw through what Yang Huamei was thinking and said, "I don't want you to give it away. There are no ghosts in this world that can scare me."

"If you don't give it away, how can you do it? It's such a late night..."

"If I tell you not to give it away, then don't give it away. If you give it away to me, I will have to give it away to you later. It will be dawn before dawn "

"Then...Didn't Mom say hello to Fourth Brother when she came over?"

If she had said hello, Fourth Brother would have come to pick her up.

Tan said: "I said hello, but I said I would stay here to sleep and asked him not to pick him up."

Well, Yang Huamei was speechless and fell into a dilemma.

"Mom, then I beg you, even if it's for my own sake, don't go back tonight."

Looking at the old girl who was grabbing her sleeves and pleading, Mrs. Tan Finally, I gave in and stayed here.

That night, Hongmei and her child continued to sleep in the east room.

Yang Huamei and Tan slept in the west room.

Everything in the house is ready-made, and the weather is late autumn. It's okay for Mrs. Tan not to change her clothes all night. The two of them are lying on the bed with the lights on, and Yang Huamei feels much more at ease.

"Mom, logically speaking... the baby won't make trouble tonight, right?" Yang Huamei asked.

Tan said: "I don't know, let's take a look first and then talk!"

The night is not over yet!

Yang Huamei was lying there, listening to the noise in the east room, but she didn't seem to hear the child crying.

She gradually felt relieved and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the middle of the night, she was awakened by the cry of her child.

Finding that Mrs. Tan was also awake, she stood at the door of the west room and listened with her ear against the door.

"Mom, why are you standing there and listening? Get out of the way, I have to go to the east room to take a look."

Tan grabbed Yang Huamei and said, "What are you going to do? Children have children. Mom is taking care of me, so you can be lazy for a while.”

Yang Huamei didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this. Why is her eldest grandson so lazy?

Yang Huamei came to the east room and found Hongmei holding her child and heading to the west room, apparently looking for reinforcements. "Mom, I'm crying again. I'm scratching myself while crying. I'm even more irritable than the past few days!"

Hongmei's hair is disheveled, and her words are full of anxiety.

Yang Huamei quickly took her eldest grandson into her hands and saw that the child was really tearing at her, with a piece of skin torn off her head.

Funing County.

Near the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

"The fire in Dayan Temple has been almost extinguished."

Luo Xingchen hid in the shadows, looking at the monks who were burned by the fire and wailing, with a serious face.

“They are almost at the top.”

The speaker was Mo Anbai, who was wearing black close-fitting clothes, showing off her slim figure.

Zi Yan stood on the side, wearing a translucent rare object glove on his palm, looking at the transparently lit Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and said lightly: "Hurry, they should be on the seventh floor, and they will go to the eighth floor immediately. "Layer."

"In such a big fire, so many monks from Dayan Temple died, but old abbot Yanming never showed up. Although this man is old, his compassion is fake." Luo Xingchen said coldly. coldly.

Unless you are controlled by someone and cannot leave, no other reason can be justified.

"What is compassion? You can't eat it. Xingchen, don't believe in compassion. I can say that most monks do not have compassion." Zi Yan said.

"Before, I thought Sister Ziyan that you were biased against monks. Now I find that the monks in Guangji Guangfa are not an exception. There are many monks similar to them in other temples." Luo Xingchen said.

“Monks are not engaged in production. For their food and use, it is not enough to rely on offerings from others. What’s more, they also have to cast golden bodies for the Buddha, repair temples and houses, etc. Where do the expenses come from? Come? Buddha will not give them gold and silver. ...A large part of their financial resources comes from nearby fields..."

"For example, the Dayan Temple has thousands of acres of fields in Funing County for them to farm. A tenant farmer has a whole village!" Zi Yan said.

"No wonder they can afford to support so many monks."

In fact, Luo Xingchen knew what Zi Yan said about the temple owning land, but he really understood it deeply. not enough.

"Sir, Sister Ziyan, there seems to be something strange on the tower." Mo Anbai suddenly pointed at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and said.

On the eighth floor of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, most of the original lights were suddenly extinguished. Compared with the other floors, they instantly became dim.

Zi Yan and Luo Xingchen did not speak anymore, but turned their eyes to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda and concentrated on the next changes.

……

On the Big Wild Goose Pagoda.

Feng Quan hesitated and did not go up immediately.

He has an extremely keen insight into danger. This is because he is trained in concealed weapons. Sneak attacks and escape are his most outstanding skills.

“Let’s go, why did you stop?” Donghai Yun Biehe had a sinister expression on his long face, and raised the sword in his hand, pointing at Feng Quan.

“Brother, there is danger up here!” Feng Quan turned his head and grimaced.

"Nonsense, of course there is danger. If there is no danger, what else would you do?" Yun Biehe scolded.

Everyone is not a fool. Who doesn’t know that there is danger up there?

The purpose of asking Feng Quan to take the lead is not to let him be a pathfinder, but Feng Quan's true strength is the weakest among everyone.

"This is too bullying." Feng Quan muttered in his mouth, but what could he do?

If he retreats, he will die now, but if he advances, he may not die.

He can still answer this multiple-choice question.

Feng Quan walked up carefully, his heartbeat speeding up to a certain level.

(End of this chapter)

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