The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

The Lingquan is on the hillside of the temple. There is only a small spring mouth, and there are strange stones erected beside it. Behind the strange stones, there is an ancient house less than ten square meters.

Next to the ancient house is an ancient tree that two people embraced.

Probably because of the spiritual spring, the ground here is damp, and the strange rocks are covered with moss.

Jing Jiayan poured enough spiritual spring for Haitang, put it on the stone beside her, and looked around with nostalgia, "I thought you would have demolished the place where I live long ago."

Xiu Ning smiled slightly, "It's not good to change the buildings halfway up the mountain, and there will be no more."

Jing Jiayan: "..."

"Uncle Master, don't worry, someone has cleaned the place where you live. Will Master Uncle go to see it?"

As soon as she heard that she could go and see, Jing Jiayan's eyes lit up, she grabbed Chu Luo's hand and led her into the house.

As soon as he entered, Chu Luo only felt a burst of cold and damp.

There are windows, but they are opened in the shade.

In one corner of the room, there are two boxes.

In another corner, there is a polished sandalwood branch, and in the middle, there is a futon.

"It's a bit small, but I liked this place very much at the time, and it was especially suitable for my practice."

"Biankong likes to chant sutras here, but he insists on forcing me to listen, saying that listening to mantras can strengthen cultivation."

Obviously it happened more than 100 years ago, but when it comes to the past, Jing Jiayan just feels like it was yesterday.

Chu Luo looked at Jing Jiayan's ignorant expression, sometimes yearning and sometimes complaining, she secretly sighed in her heart.

He looked around the house.

This place was obviously specially built for the extremely dark place for the snake demon to practice.

Chu Luo looked at Abbot Xiu Ning again.

Abbot Xiu Ning still smiled kindly, looked at Jing Jiayan, looked left and right, touched the ground, and met Chu Luo's gaze, and put his hands together again, "Master, I don't regret it."

Chu Luo: "..."

"Luo Luo, come and take a look, this is the portrait I drew for Bian Kong, I didn't expect it to stay here." Jing Jiayan opened the box, took out a scroll from inside, and opened it directly.

Looking at the scribbled figure above, Chu Luo frowned.

Apart from being able to see that the person in the painting is bald, the rest can't even tell the facial features.

Jing Jiayan looked at her masterpiece with admiration, "The painting is really good!"

Chu Luo: "..."

She took out another painting, "Look at this one, I drew it secretly when Biankong was taking a bath."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Abbot Xiu Ning's loving smile froze, and he coughed violently.

Chu Luo: "..."

Jing Jiayan didn't care at all, "Oh! I just want Chu Luo to see that although Huo Xiaoming is good-looking, there are people who are prettier than him...Look at this face, look at this belly Muscle, look at..."

Before she finished speaking, Chu Luo snatched the painting from her hand, walked directly to the bright place, and focused her eyes on the painting.

This painting is still very scribbled, but it's much better than the last one.

The man in the painting is half taking off his cassock, turning his head coldly, his eyes like torches.

Jing Jiayan: "..."

After being dazed for a few seconds, she ran over with a smile, "How about it, isn't it handsome? Is it much more handsome than Huo Xiaoming..."

Chu Luo pointed to the scrawled mark on Biankong's arm, "What is this?"

Jing Jiayan leaned over and stared at it, "It looks like a pattern."

I recalled it carefully, "It's a pattern, it seems that after Bian Kong went out, he had this flower on his body."

"Not before?"

"Before...it doesn't seem to be."

The flower of Yuanming.

Chu Luo squeezed the scroll slightly with his hands.

"Any questions?"

Chu Luo thought for a while, rolled up the scroll, handed it to Jing Jiayan, shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Just as he was talking, a monk in Tsing Yi ran over and said to Xiu Ning, "Abbot, the koi in the Marriage Pond is slapping water on the tourists again."

Xiu Ning asked, "Is there something wrong with the tourists?"

"fine."

Not only is it okay, but it is even very happy.

only……

"This is already the tenth time this month." The monk in Tsing Yi was a little embarrassed.

When Jing Jiayan heard this, she immediately regained her spirits, "Is it... the little koi from before? Hasn't it transformed successfully?"

Seeing her gloating expression, Abbot Xiu Ning's expression froze for a moment, "Not yet."

Jing Jiayan smiled triumphantly, "I'll go take a look with you."

"Wait for the pilgrims to leave before going!"

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the temple no longer accepts tourists, and the front and back doors are all closed.

Jing Jiayan triumphantly rushed to the side of the pool. A lotus platform was built on top of the pool, and many tourists threw coins on it.

"Xiaohong, Xiaohong! I'm back! You haven't transformed yet!"

The water is calm.

Jing Jiayan lay on the railing and continued to shout, "Xiaohong, let me tell you, it's very fun to go to the human world after being transformed. There are TVs, mobile phones, and a lot of delicious food..."

There were ripples on the surface of the water.

Abbot Xiu Ning and Jing Chen both stood beside, watching Jing Jiayan facing the pool, with provocative tones.

Chu Luo glanced at Xiu Ning, and even saw a bit of indulgence from his expression.

Chu Luo: "..."

Jing Jiayan was still chattering towards the pool, when suddenly a fat red koi jumped out of the water and jumped into the air.

Before everyone could react, a tail slapped Jing Jiayan's face, and fell into the pool with a bang, splashing a circle of water droplets.

Jing Jiayan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

In the next second, Jing Jiayan was about to jump into the pool, "What kind of a hero is he who takes advantage of others' danger? If you have the ability, come to the game with dignity!"

bang.

I saw Jing Jiayan jumping into the water, and in the next second, she turned into a prototype and directly fought with the fat koi.

For a moment, the water splashed in all directions, and the bang bang sounded straight.

Chu Luo looked at Abbot Xiu Ning and Jing Chen, "Do you care?"

Jingchen: "Recently, this koi always jumps up and beats the tourists, just like before, but it doesn't answer when asked why. Maybe... Master Uncle can ask the reason?"

This koi has been in the temple for hundreds of years, and it has its own spirituality.

The previous years were fine, but in the past six months, they either beat tourists or jumped to the shore, and almost died on the side of the road again.

After one snake and one fish were exhausted, the water surface gradually returned to calm.

Jing Jiayan proudly grabbed the fat koi's tail, transformed into a human form, and landed directly on the lotus platform.

"Isn't it pretty good just now? Didn't you still beat me just now?"

The stubborn koi was silent.

Jing Jiayan shook its tail, "When I came here, you were already practicing in this temple. Now that I have transformed into a human form, you are still practicing. You have no talent!"

The originally calm and stubborn koi spit out a lot of water from its mouth, and sprayed it all onto Jing Jiayan's face.

Jing Jiayan's eyes widened angrily, but her expression changed slightly in the next second.

The expressions of Chu Luo and Xiu Ning also changed subtly among the people present, only Jing Chen and Monk Tsing Yi didn't know what Koi said just now.