It is said that it is to get high monks, people from outsiders, how can the nasty thoughts in your heart be too much better than ordinary people like them? !

"Also, why is there a difference between men and women? What can happen if you are afraid of trouble? As the saying goes, keep warm, but these people can't solve even the most basic food and clothing, so they can have so many thoughts?!"

Feng Chenglin grumbled and complained, and stared at the tall temple of the Great God Temple with disgust.

"Let me say that the Pu Bodhisattva in this temple is not a bodhisattva, nor is it a serious bodhisattva. Maybe it is the demons and monsters mixing incense here!"

"What, do you still want to get justice?"

"Justice is not enough, just can't understand these guys' tricks and tricks!" Feng Chenglin glanced at Ling Luoyu, and smiled: "San Shao, I know you, although I don't like to be nosy, but I don't want to raise a tiger. , Let these guys behave and get away with it..."

Ling Luoyu directly rolled his eyes: "If you want to find out, tell the truth, you don't need to make any excuses for yourself! I didn't say not to go in with you!"

"I know you won't stand by!" Feng Chenglin came to his spirits, excited like chicken blood, and raised his arms for a while: "Go, then let us go and expose the true face of this black temple!!!"

While talking, he took the lead and ran towards the main hall of the Great Temple.

This is the time when people have eaten fast and rest on the ground after fasting.

Ling Luoyu glanced at random, and suddenly found something was wrong, standing still: "Fatty..."

"Huh?" Feng Chenglin agreed, and continued walking on his own.

Soon, she realized that her expression was wrong, and immediately walked back.

"What are you looking at?"

Looking along her line of sight, it can be seen that two refugees are fighting for the blanket.

They are all acting in pantomimes, they are just robbing each other, but they are not yelling or scolding in a tacit understanding.

Feng Chenglin became interested in this pantomime-like snatching battle: "These two people are a bit interesting. This is the first time I have seen such a quarrel..."

Generally speaking, when people are fighting for something, both sides will yell fiercely. The loud voices are bigger than the other, for fear that their voices will be weaker and weaker in momentum.

How can they be like these two people, just fighting, but not talking.

"Aren't they dumb?" Feng Chenglin was speechless, commenting on his own: "These dumb quarrels are fun!"

Ling Luoyu shook his head, "They are not dumb, listen carefully!"

"...Isn't it dumb?" Feng Chenglin was startled, and quickly pricked his ears to listen carefully.

Upon hearing this, he couldn't help frowning: "The two of them... are really arguing!"

It's just that the two people's quarrel is more like a low voice whispering to oneself, seeming to be talking to oneself, in fact, they are threatening to warn each other to let go.

"This is even more interesting. Why do they even quarrel as if they were afraid of meeting people, so they didn't dare to yell?" Feng Chenglin suddenly realized, "I see, this dog monk temple is weird." Very, I'm afraid that the people inside are not allowed to fight. They are afraid of being kicked out, so they are arguing with their throats?!"

"Fat man, listen carefully and listen to what they are arguing about..." Ling Luoyu smiled thoughtfully, "The content of their quarrel should be of interest to you!"